What Should I Do If I was Forced to Marry the Elf Queen

"Whatever you say... I won't agree to such ridiculous things."

Thinking of this, I turned around and walked out the door.

"Wait a minute... small picture..."

At this moment, grandpa who had been silent for a while spoke again.

He sighed and said:

"Let's do it... Young Master Yinlu, as well as your colleagues. This happened too suddenly, and the small picture may be a little unacceptable.... So go out first, and I'll talk to him."

95. This time, grandpa is unlucky

After the elders and Yishir left the room together, I walked straight to my grandfather and asked sharply:

"Your Excellency, Chief Decision Officer..... What do you mean by doing this?"

Through the dim firelight in the fireplace, I stared at my grandfather's uncertain face, and said solemnly:

"Whenever, please don't forget, you are Aisha's father!"

The reason I say this is to remind grandpa to remember his position.

As the father of a daughter, he absolutely cannot and should not say such things to me.

If it weren't for worrying that he was still my elder, my words would definitely not be as restrained as they are now.

"Ugh....."

But grandpa just sighed long.

He looked at me with muddy eyes and continued:

"I know...I know all...I know this, maybe I am a little sorry Aisha... But what can I do? Apart from Aisha's father, I am also the chief decision-maker of the kingdom. Only for the sake of my family...for the continuation of the race and the prosperity of the kingdom, there are certain things that I have to do..."

"Then you can't hide from Asia and do such a bastard thing!"

Hearing this, I couldn't help but scolded.

Speaking of... Actually, compared to criticizing grandpa in the name of El Mesa.

I would like to directly quality three consecutive...

If it weren’t for considering that the ancestor of this old thing was also my ancestor... I would have cursed...

After all, no matter how this old thing makes a decision, it is me who is unlucky in the end.

Anyway... Elmesha's hatchet would not fall on his head.

So this old thing can of course make this completely irresponsible decision on its own.

But it's miserable.

If I really agreed to the conditions of Isil.

This time, I am afraid that I will sacrifice my precious life for the benefit of the elves.

But... this won't work.

Because, my entire life has long been dedicated to the most magnificent cause in the world-fighting to spread the chromosomes handed down from our ancestors all over the world!

How can I die before becoming the harem king of the world?

is not it?

Not to mention dying for a typical feudal aristocratic country like the Elf Kingdom, right?

So, this kind of absurd thing, no matter what you say, I won't agree to it!

"Let me explain... the small picture... it looks like this..."

At this moment, Grandpa shook his head and said:

"I think you should know what kind of existence does the Silver Deer family exist for us Frost Elves?"

Seeing that I didn't speak up, he continued to say to himself:

"Their sinners...the crime of killing kings is unforgivable...but that was only three thousand years ago...what kind of hatred is there that can't be wiped out for such a long time?"

"Therefore, they are our compatriots, the suffering compatriots of our Frost clan in the extreme north...No one wants to see such results...but no one dares to forgive them. Because The Silver Deer family symbolizes that the Frost Elves abolish the dominance of the decision-making meeting clan...No other clans will recognize this."

"But now... the opportunity is here..."

As he said, grandpa turned his head, a trace of excitement flashed across the old face.

"Although you are a half-elf, you are also Melia's son. Although you are not bound by the precepts, you are also a member of the royal family in a sense! Then, in other words, as long as you are combined with the silver deer young master , Then the heir of the Yinlu Family, that is, your child, will automatically become a member of the Frost Royal Family!"

Speaking of this, the eyes of the decision-making elder seemed to be shining with fire.

"In this way, it will only take a few decades at most! We Frost Elves can justifiably bring the Silver Deer family back to the clan's jurisdiction, and the hundreds of thousands of people in the Far North can also be fully used by the kingdom! What a feat this will be!"

Seeing grandpa's excitement, I sighed silently in my heart.

Alas.... I talked about hatred and compatriots for a long time.In the final analysis, it is still a matter of interest.

The hundreds of thousands of people in the Silver Deer family and the vast land in the north can be returned to the rule of the Elf Kingdom... Is this what he really values?

As a politician, there is nothing wrong with considering race for the country.

But... if the victim that must be sacrificed for profit is mine.

Then I'm sorry, I'm sorry for this kind of thing.

"Excuse me, the chief decision-maker.... According to the precepts of the elves, can an elves have several partners at the same time?"

Because I couldn't bear to dispel my grandfather's ambitions, I chose a more tactful way to refuse.

For most elves, the precepts of the ancestor gods are completely inviolable.

So, if I say it for this reason, at least it can make grandpa headache for a while?

But to my surprise, my grandfather shook his head relaxedly:

"If this is the case, you don't have to worry about the small picture... You are a half-elf, and you are not within the bounds of the precepts. Naturally, you can have several partners."

what?!

As the chief decision-maker, is it really good for you to say this?

"Furthermore, small picture. Young people's thinking, it is better to be more flexible..."

With that said, grandpa patted me on the shoulder meaningfully.

"If it is for the benefit of the elves, even if it is a small violation of the following precepts, there is no problem... Look, your grandfather and me, don't you have two partners? This is still the will of the gods... .Nothing to be embarrassed?"

Damn it, you, the old pervert of the tree, are ashamed to say?

If I remember correctly, the ancestor god of the people seemed to mean that a tree spirit matches a heroic soul.As a result, you, an old man with a heart-smoked heart, took care of both the tree spirits and came directly with a sister don...

Otherwise, how could these incidents happen later?!

Seeing the stunned look on my face, my grandfather might think that his persuasion was effective, so he continued:

"Small picture.... You have to change your mind... You do this, in fact, to share the worries for Aisha, right? After all, she is the empress of this country... If it can be because of your help And if you open up the land, she will definitely be happy too!"

Fart your mother!

Elmesha doesn't care if this kind of thing is good or not?!

"You think... Since the war 20 years ago, the non-human races on the entire continent have been wiped out by the Crusaders. Only us and the [Highland Dwarf Kingdom] in northern Britain... .But those stinky short blacksmiths have always had a bad relationship with us. From now on, in case something happens, the kingdom has no one to take care of..."

Grandpa still said to himself.

"But as long as you agree with the small picture... the kingdom has tens of thousands of soldiers in the north... even if there is a war with mankind, you can always stab the enemy from the back! In this way, the situation will be different. It will be so passive..."

Speaking of this, grandpa almost danced with joy.

And my brows are almost twisted together.

"Grandpa, what you said is too profound...I'm still too young and innocent...I don't understand at all...So I just left!"

After speaking, I walked towards the door.

Grandpa was anxious immediately, and chased up from behind in a panic.

"Eh eh eh! Don't leave the small picture! In fact, this kind of thing can be hidden from Aisha, right? Grandpa, I can help you cover it? Anyway, among you humans, a nobleman with three wives and four concubines, It’s normal to have a lot of mistresses, isn’t it? As long as Grandpa I help you hide Aisha... there is absolutely no problem!"

"My father...you said, what do you want to hide from me?"

Just when my grandpa and I were entangled.

El Mesa's "gentle" voice suddenly sounded from the sky.

96. Empress, I have long since stopped (monthly ticket plus more)

There is no doubt that it was El Mesa's voice.

Falling from the sky, the whole decaying house was buzzing from the ceiling to the tables, chairs, and stairs.

Even the flames in the fireplace were shaken by the shock.

However...At this moment, the expression on Grandpa's face looked even more ugly than the flickering flame.

I saw that his smile froze almost instantly.

The wrinkled face that was old and wrinkled was also twisted into a ball, and the expression was hard to see that it looked like an abstract painting in the style of Fauvism.

Both hands clenched the cane squeezed on the ground, as if concentrating the weight of the whole body on the cane, shaking uncontrollably.

Looking at the horrified and gloomy appearance of grandpa.

I don't know why, my heart suddenly became dark and refreshing.

Because in the past, I was always scared by El Mesa's voice.

Now, it's finally someone else's turn to enjoy this treatment, this is so good in my heart...

This means that good and evil will be rewarded, and the way of heaven is reincarnation!

Hehehe, the old pervert of the tree, did not expect you to have today!

You just wait to be sanctioned by your daughter's iron fist!

But having said that...every time I get caught by El Mesa, isn't it the same expression?

It's so ugly.

"Love... Aisha...you...you listen to my father explain...things are not what you think..."

Your Excellency the Chief Decision Officer swallowed very hard, looked at the ceiling, and said tremblingly.

Huh.... This line is so familiar!

It feels like I always said this before, right?

Hahaha, now listening to my grandfather, this feeling is really not ordinary!

It's so cool!

"My father...Do you think...I need to listen to your explanation?"

At this time, El Mesa's unhurried voice came from outside again.

"No... it's not.... It's really not what you think..."

Grandpa began to speak incoherently, cold sweat began to appear on his forehead, and his lips began to tremble.

Hmm... It feels like this was the same when I was caught before.

Because... the deterrence given by El Mesa is too strong.

After all, he is a legendary powerhouse, even if there is only a voice, that kind of powerful oppressive force is not something ordinary people can bear.

However, as the saying goes, don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door.

Today...I have been verbally rejecting Isil and Grandpa....No matter how much Elmesa she hears, I have a clear conscience.

So even if there is the coercion of the legendary powerhouse on the head.

People’s feelings are also completely different...not only is there no pressure on the top of the mountain, but also the abyss.On the contrary, it makes people feel comfortable and unspeakable.