The male protagonist wants to rip off my vest today

Chapter 124 [123] Noble Elf
"Twelve, for food, I became a dog once." Sophie cried to S12 in her head while drinking nectar with tears in her eyes.

S12 sighed silently, and the twin-tailed loli shook her head and asked back: [Dear host, have you been a dog less often? 】

Sophie shrugged her nose, not knowing why: "Is it a lot?"

S12: [Is it rare? 】

Sophie: "..." Damn, we can't continue talking today.

The Elven King lay on a long wooden throne covered with goose down blankets. Sophie touched it before, and it was very comfortable.

The man was looking down at a book at this time. The cover of the book was a little damaged, and there were words on it that Sophie couldn't understand.

She asked S12: "Twelve, what's written on it? Help me translate."

S12 glanced at it and said: [Humans breed Nan.It seems that he really intends to raise you, or else before the start of the next mission, you can just be a rice bug here? 】

Sophie: "...how is this possible?!" As a human being with integrity and integrity, he must never succumb to the majesty of the king of elves! ! !
At this moment, the man raised his eyes slightly, glanced at the empty bowl in the girl's hand, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to eat?"

Sophie: "...Yes!!!"

Really fragrant.

S12: […]

The host is quite happy with it.

When she was finally full, Sophie yawned. Whenever she was full, she felt sleepy.

Sophie is very good at adapting to the environment. Although she is still shouting in her heart that she must never be a rice bug without integrity, she is very honest and has already started to find a suitable place to sleep.

The Elf King watched her look around and asked softly, "What are you looking for?"

Sophie said: "Emmm, don't you have a bed?"

Elf King: "Sleepy?"

Sophie nodded.

The man sneered, and mocked: "It's really like what the elf god said, apart from eating and drinking, my husband is sleeping."

Sophie: "..."

Angry.

"No!!" She retorted loudly.

"Oh?" The elf king raised his eyebrows, and was about to ask what else do you know, when he saw the girl put her hands on her waist and shouted aggressively: "Obviously I only know my husband!!!"

Elf King: "..."

*
The cot for Sophie was made of down blanket, the same type of down that was on the elf-king's throne.

She rolled it twice and it felt super soft and comfortable!
The small bed was very close to the reclining chair of the Elf King, and he could get on it by turning over, but for the safety of her own soul, Sophie still kept a long distance from the man.

She closed her eyes and fell comfortably into sleep.

Since he chose her as a human pet, the Elven King should not harm her for the time being.

Last night, she was so scared by the dream that she couldn't calm down for a long time. When she woke up this morning, she felt that she was not in a good mood. Now she just took a nap to catch up on sleep.

The man was still reading before she fell asleep without even raising his eyelids.

The handsome and profound facial features also look very three-dimensional and moving from the side, and the long snow-white hair hangs over the shoulders, making her extremely beautiful.

Sophie was too sleepy, and she had no intention of admiring the beauty at this time. She turned her back to the Elf King and covered her with a fluffy blanket as a quilt.

If something else happened, S12 would wake her up immediately in his mind.

*
However, taking a nap to catch up on sleep seems to be unavoidable to have dreams.

Sophie didn't want to dream anymore, she just wanted to have no dreams until night.

But things turned out to be contrary to expectations. In the haze, she felt as if a town appeared in front of her eyes.

The town looks slightly dilapidated, it should be a poor town.

She stood at the gate of the town, looked at the pedestrians passing by inside, then took a step and walked in.

The town is a bit desolate, and there is dust around it. It is close to the land of the dwarves in the west, and it is the most border area of ​​the Terran country.

The people in the town are all very crudely dressed and look haggard with vicissitudes.

At first glance, it feels very pitiful.

She wanted to wander around for a while, but she couldn't walk independently.

The body is probably being manipulated by others, and her ideas cannot be put into practice at all.

She felt that this "body" seemed to be walking aimlessly, and she didn't know what he wanted to do.

Suddenly, a carriage galloped by and knocked the body away!
She fell heavily to the ground, and there was a pain in her back.

The carriage looks a little luxurious, probably a big family in this town, richer than ordinary people.

Sophie watched the driver get off the carriage, and then stretched out her hand to help a woman in a more gorgeous dress down.

The woman looked pretty good, with a charming expression. She glanced at the man who fell on the ground, then turned her head to the man in the carriage and said, "Master Viscount, you are a beggar."

"Beggar?" The voice of the Viscount man in the carriage was disdainful: "Then what does he do? Come in, we have to go home."

Hearing the male and female voices, Sophie felt her body move. He seemed to want to stand up, but he accidentally knocked over a basin of water on the wooden table next to him.

The water flowed down and wet his hair and body. For a moment, the hair that was dyed black by the black dirt lost its color, revealing traces of whiteness underneath.

The woman was about to go back to the carriage when she accidentally saw this scene. She was taken aback for a moment, then took the hand of the person in the carriage and said in surprise: "Master Viscount, look quickly! His ears are different from ours!"

After saying that, the man in the car finally poked his head out. He looked a little rich and had a big belly. He looked like a nobleman who was used to living a comfortable life.

Sophie saw the current appearance of "herself" from the reflection of the man's black eyes——

White and black intertwined hair, a pair of pointed ears, and an immature but very handsome face.

And this face, inexplicably, looks a bit like... an elf king?

But this is the teenage version of the Elf King.

As soon as the man's eyes lit up, he immediately got out of the carriage and came to Sophie. The owner of the body slowly raised his head, and then, he saw a glimmer of light flashing in the eyes of the nobleman in front of him.

*
Sophie was taken back to the manor by the noble lord and his wife.

It's not so much Sophie, but rather a juvenile version of the Elf King.

The maid gave him the clothes, and surprise flashed in her eyes when she saw his pointed ears.

The warm water radiated warmth, the boy washed the dishes, stood up, and changed into the clothes sent by the maid.

The white-haired boy in the mirror looked handsome and had profound features, and his golden pupils were like a pair of clear crystals.

The maid who delivered the clothes was blushing at the door, and couldn't help but sneak a few glances inside.

Sophie had noticed her movements a long time ago, which meant that the owner of the body had also noticed.

But the young man glanced at it lightly, but didn't care.

After a while, the maid's respectful and somewhat fearful voice came from the door—"Master Viscount."

The noble lord has come.

The boy turned around and looked towards the door.

The master who had taken a bath came into the house with his arms around his woman, and the woman exclaimed, "I remember seeing a race about this feature."

The master asked, "What race?"

The woman smiled and said, "Jing, Ling."

Didn't expect to find an elf in a remote town.

This is the western region, and the elf forest is in the south.

The woman walked up to the boy and wanted to touch the boy's face, but the Viscount was not happy. He pulled the woman over and asked in a cold voice, "Do you dare to touch other men?"

The woman paused and smiled coquettishly: "No! I'm just curious. I heard that the skin of elves is smoother than snow. I don't know how it feels to the touch. Or—" She rolled her eyes: " Lord Viscount, would you like to try it?"

Those words made the man's heart skip a beat.

His slightly obsessed eyes fell on the young man in front of him, "Okay."

The man stretched out his hand, and at the moment when he was about to caress the boy's face, the maid who delivered the clothes came hurriedly with wine, but accidentally fell when she got close to the man!
"Ouch!"

The maid fell to the ground, her hands rolled off, the glass bottle shattered, and the residue and red wine splashed on the clothes of the man and woman!
"Yes, I'm sorry, Lord Viscount! I'm sorry!" The maid looked terrified and panicked, her body trembling as if something terrible was about to happen.

Sure enough, the angry Viscount slapped her across the face, slapping out the blood from her lips, which shows how powerful this is!
"Useless pig!" he scolded, "clean this place quickly!"

The clothes were dirty, and the previous interest suddenly disappeared. This viscount has a little cleanliness and likes clean clothes.

He left the room angrily, the beard on his face trembling with anger.

After the man left, the maid slowly got up, her cheek was swollen, there was blood around her lips, and her hair was messy.

Her hands, which had been working all the year round, were covered with calluses. She slowly picked up the pieces on the ground without saying a word.

The young man standing in front of the mirror quietly watched the maid kneeling on the ground, and after two seconds, he said indifferently, "Thank you."

The maid was startled and shook her head: "No, no, it was my own accident..."

Her voice was timid, and after she finished speaking, she quickly picked up all the pieces, got up and left.

The elf's golden pupils reflected the girl's hurried back, and he knew that just now, she fell down on purpose.

*
Early the next morning, the Viscount brought the woman again.

The elf stood in the yard, looking at the flowers planted in the yard.

There was an attendant beside the viscount, who was holding a long chain in his hand. Under the signal of the man's eyes, the attendant stepped forward and put the end with the ring lock around the elf's neck.

The man looked at this beautiful elf with satisfaction. His long hair was like a waterfall, like white snow, and his skin was slightly white after washing.

It is said that elves are the most beautiful race in the world, and their appearance really lives up to legend.

"You say—can he understand us when we talk?" the woman asked with a smile.

The Viscount put his arms around the woman's shoulders, "I don't know, but it's good if you don't understand."

The cold shackles were placed around the neck, which was a little uncomfortable.

The elf frowned slightly and wanted to take it off, but the moment he saw him move again, the man beat him with a whip, "Don't move!"

This dozen directly made a red mark on the boy's fair-skinned arm.

It was obviously very abrupt, but the moment the man saw it, he felt a burst of heartbeat.

So he raised his hand again.

"..."

What happened next made Sophie feel extremely uncomfortable.

At this time, she was in the first-person perspective, and the pain was reflected on her body, as if she was actually being whipped.

Scars appeared on the elf's intact skin, and the traces of bleeding on it were shocking.

In hot summer, the temperature at noon in the western region is even higher.

Maybe it was because the weather was too hot, the Viscount wiped the sweat from his forehead, seeing that the elf was still motionless even after being whipped, he felt that it was meaningless, so he left the yard with the woman in his arms.

The elf lowered his head slightly, looking at the scars on his body, the pair of golden pupils turned into vertical pupils in the next second.

But it was only for a moment before it returned to its original shape.

Because of the sound of footsteps.

He turned his head and saw the maid holding a medicine bottle in her hand.

It's the one from last night.

Her eyes were slightly red, and she came to him, squatted down, and said nothing.

Rough hands took the Elf King's arm and carefully helped him apply the medicine.

The elf looked at her quietly, without any disturbance in his heart.

After the maid finished applying the medicine, she said softly, "There is food in your room. I... don't know what the elves like to eat, so I prepared some fruit and some pastries."

After she finished speaking, she got up and left quickly.

The Elf King stood up slowly, a green halo surged on his fingertips, and in the next second, the wound on his body was completely healed.

The skin is still delicate and fair, smooth and smooth, and all wounds have disappeared.

In the room, there was a plate of fruit on the table, as well as a delicious cake and black tea.

Sophie swallowed inexplicably when she smelled it, but the owner of her body didn't intend to eat. With a wave of her hand, all the food on the table disappeared.

Sophie: "..." QAQ
No... You should take a bite anyway! ! !

Well, elves need only nectar to survive and have no regard for human food.

Sophie sighed.

She probably understood now that the great elf king was playing pig and tiger.

Being able to bear the humiliation of being beaten and holding back without saying a word, this performance is really powerful.

Time is still ticking.

The noble who got the elf had a party, and he wanted to show the elves he had to other nobles in the city.

When he woke up, the elf found himself locked in a huge golden birdcage.

The cage was chained, and he was trapped inside like a prisoner.

The golden ring around the neck is also inlaid with gems, which looks dignified and luxurious.

In front of them are rows of auditoriums.

He is like an object on display, receiving gazes from all directions.

Some were surprised, some admired, some were obsessed, and some were jealous.

Everything is available.

various emotions.

act like a buffoon.

Leaning against the side of the cage, the elf swept everyone indifferently, looked at each of their faces, sneered in his heart, but never showed it on his face.

This exhibition about elves allowed the noble viscount to enjoy the same treatment and flattery as an earl, and his vanity was satisfied, and he complacently refused all requests to get close to the elves.

Then, under the envious or jealous eyes of everyone, he pulled the elf he owned to leave the field.

night.

heavily clouded.

The viscount was drunk and broke into the elf's room brutally.

The boy inside was sitting by the bed, quietly looking at the night sky outside the window.

The viscount murmured: "You are such a treasure..." He stumbled to the bedside, wanting to hug the elf and kiss him.

The elf remained motionless, watching his movements mockingly, but the next second, the door opened.

A hand grabbed the elf by the wrist and pulled him out of the room.

He was stunned, but before he could react, he saw the red-eyed maid who had been taking care of him, holding back tears, turned around and entered the house again.

The drunken nobleman was making a scene, but when he saw someone again, he fell silent.

Then Sophie understood the voice from inside the room.

She pursed her lips, feeling the slight doubt in the elf's heart.

She closed her eyes, rubbed her temples, and wanted very much to rush in and give that bastard nobleman a good beating, but the elf didn't move.

He probably didn't understand what human beings were doing at this time, nor did he understand what a girl had endured for him that night.

　coming! !good morning, everyone! ! ! ~
　　
　
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