"Hey, you shameless enchantress, who gave you permission to do this to my Molly Ann? My God, do you know that there is a musty smell like a grandmother who just got her hair done last night on your body? Being with you will definitely bring my Molly Ann down."
Emile clasped her arms to her chest and glared icily at Nalesha beside me.
"Well ...... you ...... know that hat you're wearing on your head is like a black chimney standing up towards the sky? It's ...... uh ...... really ridiculous!"
Nalesha defiantly imitated how Emile speaks.
"Don’t talk to me with your unskilled translation accent, it will make me feel like my IQ is falling so quick."
"Well ...... uh ......"
Emile struck a fatal blow! The effect is overwhelming!
Nope! What's going on here! Yesterday they were practicing writing ancient novels and today they are translating foreign masterpieces?
"Don't try to tangle with me again! Or I'll kick your ass with my boot! I swear I will really do that!"
"Me ...... me too!"
Nalesha, just give up ...... How can you possibly fight Emile on such an odd aspect ......
"Oh, there's not a spot on your body that isn't... ..."
"Emile."
"Okay I'll shut up."
Emile obediently closed her mouth and then settled down to sit next to me.
"Oooh ...... oooh ......"
Nalesha whimpered at Emile's irritation.
Really ...... this kind of atmosphere really makes me want to stamp my feet like the cowboys of the last century ......
Aww! What the hell is this tone!
"Nalesha, don't cry."
"No! Why? I obviously just want a friend! Why ...... why do you treat me like this!?"
"Eh ......"
"And!we don’t need to go back to Griffin! We can already go back and confront the city lord! Why are you still going that way!
Looking at Nalesha, who was crying out in a broken voice while sobbing down, I sighed and gently patted her head -
"Because I have a little girl who ran away from home by my side, Nalesha."
" ...... eh?"
She looked up at me in disbelief.
"You're a runaway, aren't you?"
Nalesha lowered her head slightly as if she has tacitly approved.
"Just to be clear, Nalesha. I hate the kind of people who can still talk and comfort their loved ones when they're still around but choose to abandon them without a care."
"......"
"Yah, yah, Molly Ann sweetheart's eyes are so scary! Although her face is still so cute ❤~"
Emile, who watches quietly on the side, suddenly spoke out.
Eh? My eyes ...... are scary?
I gently coughed twice and put my arm around Nalesha's shoulders -
"Anyway, I hope you can tell me why you're running away."
"......"
Nalesha hesitantly stroked the ring on her right hand.
Emile extended a middle finger towards her -
"If you don't say anything I'll throw you into the middle of Griffin Forest right now."
"Okay! I'll just speak!"
She shuddered at Emile and answered immediately -
"It is just ...... I try to figure out what my dad really did back then ...... "
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For Nalesha, or all the younger generation of elf, they all know that the current elf king has ventured in the human world in the past, but none of them know the details.
But Nalesha is different, she is a direct descendant of the elf king and the ancient wood priest, so she can do things that others can't, such as -
peeking into the elf king's former diary ......
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me: "Isn't that something any daughter can do to her own father ......"
Emile: "There are those kinds of fathers who hide their diaries very well too."
Me: "Is Emile's father like that?"
Emile: "How is it possible, I don’t even have a ......"
"So, you guys should be surprised first! I am the daughter of King elf! I am a princess!?"
The two maids who originally said nothing to the side suddenly clapped.
"Why do I feel so ashamed ......"
Emile clapped her hands -
"Alright, we know who you are, anyway. Let's first put together the information we each gathered about those people back then! The two carriage drivers over there, if you know something, tell me."
"Sister, we were treated as carriage drivers."
"We should be grateful that we are not taken as prisoners in turn, my silly sister."
"Those two prisoners over there who are temporarily the carriage drivers, get your asses over here or you'll be punished by eating red bean bread for the next few days."
