Mountain and Forest Kingdom

Lawrence stood up from his seat.

"Eat and rest first. It's not time to eat yet. I'll take you to change clothes. You need to wear more beautiful clothes."

Rastana didn't understand why she had to wear beautiful clothes and still be a slave.

"Why do you want to give me delicious food and beautiful clothes?"

Lawrence walked closer to Rastana and could see the trembling eyelashes on the nervous and scared sexy beauty's face.

"I will let you accept the baptism of civilization first, so that you can understand the meaning of some of the words I say. Don't be nervous. I will not hurt you before you decide to hurt me."

Seeing the man approaching her, Rastana took a step back, but what she received was not slaps and violence, but Lawrence's relaxed and friendly smile.

At this time, Rastana also thought of the respectful looks from the humans along the way.

"Why don't the people in this place and you hurt me? But they killed many elves, both male and female."

Lawrence has a say on this issue, "Because I don't want to hurt you, so they won't hurt you. The main respect for you is that Dana and Stella are here to uphold justice, using witchcraft and their own Gifts help people here to gain knowledge and justice.”

"The elves who came here before have contributed a lot to this land, so we respect those elves, and we also respect every elf who has spread sweat and hard work to this land after arriving. The reason why you are respected and treated with courtesy , because some elves have done a lot of good things here.”

"Your people will be killed because the Elf Queen started the war. Many warriors and poor slaves who were passively involved in the war couldn't help but take up arms to resist."

"This is a battle between life and death. It cannot stop until the Elf Queen is captured. What I can do is to hide those who are unwilling to fight and the elves, so as not to lose their lives on dangerous battlefields."

Stella said at this time: "Only when we stay away from the Queen can we have our own thoughts and choices. When we are by the Queen's side, we must fulfill our responsibility to protect the Queen and continue to die."

Rastana didn't believe this statement, "There has never been a war before, and it was only now that we started fighting. Many elves died."

Lawrence smiled and looked at the smart female elf, "There is no need to discuss these all the time. In my rich knowledge and experience, the pattern of thoughts can never be opened by talking about it. It must be experienced personally."

"Come on, let me tell you what civilization is. Civilization means having enough to eat!"

Lawrence reached out and grabbed Rastana's hand, leading her towards the depths of the palace.

Rastana was led by Lawrence, and her plump body swayed involuntarily, following Lawrence's footsteps.

Stella did not follow, but turned around and began to explain the things here to the other elves, comforting these haggard compatriots who had been tortured by the long journey.

Rastana quickly walked out of the tall, cold meeting hall and walked into a palace corridor carved with numerous patterns.

The corridor was covered with a woolen carpet. The red, blue, and brown woolen carpet was a hundred times more beautiful than Rastana's favorite quilt.

If no one was around, Rastana would definitely squat down and touch this beautiful blanket with her hands.

But now Rastana was being held by this powerful and young prophet. She kept stepping on the clean carpet with the soles of her shoes, feeling very guilty every time she took a step.

Standing nearby were women wearing leather armor. Each of them had a healthy and tall figure. They wore slit leather armor made of unknown fur, exposing the sides of their thighs and most of their arms. They all wore knee-length pants at their feet. Cloth boots.

These female warriors quickly lowered their heads one after another and greeted the men's arrival with a humble attitude.

Rastana could feel the respect of the people around her for the young man in front of her, and she felt more and more how powerful this man was.

After being caught by this powerful man, Rastana, who was not brave, had no intention of resisting and was dragged by him to a gate.

"This is the bedroom where I usually rest, and it's also a palace."

Lawrence let go of Rastana's arm and pushed the five-meter-high door with one hand.

"I call it the Golden Palace."

The door was slowly pushed open by Lawrence, and gentle light shone out from the gap.

Rastana looked at the open door curiously, and her originally calm eyes soon became shocked.

It was a huge, empty room that could not be occupied by fifty oxcarts.

Rastana felt ashamed of her thoughts. This house was a house that Rastana had never seen before. It was more beautiful than the royal court and any scene she had imagined in her dreams.

"Come in." Lawrence walked into the Golden Palace, and the casual voice changed its tone in this empty palace and became extremely majestic.

Rastana lowered her head. The ground here was like a calm lake, reflecting Lawrence's shadow, as well as her own face and hair.

Rastana quickly took a step back, not daring to step on the clean ground.

Lawrence turned around and looked at Rastana who was standing at the door and refused to come over.

"The stone here has been ground and polished, and is as clean as a mirror." Lawrence raised his head and looked at the extremely resplendent wall above his head.

"The walls here are inlaid with a large number of crystals and mirrors, as well as railings and wall coverings made of gold, and are inlaid with a hundred of the best lighting stones. The gold alone costs the equivalent of a hundred of you. "

"The hanging lamps on the roof, the lampstands with candles placed around them, the swinging curtains, the pattern filling on the ground in the center of the house, and the gaps between the stone tiles on the ground were all decorated with a lot of gold and silver jewelry."

Lawrence looked at the palace, with a dazzling throne and curtain hanging in front of his seat.

The lights in the room were as soft as the gaze of a gentle goddess, and the lights shining in the corners of the eyes were like countless flying light birds.

Witches such as Heidi, Delenn, Lathander and Dashiel built this rare palace for Lawrence that only the Overlord was entitled to own.

The jewelry and gold consumed were all Lawrence's legal gains over the years, and Lawrence did not skimp on these things at all, taking out the rubbish that had no place to put it and letting a few witches squander it as they pleased.

The earth to the extreme magnificence brings the charm of gold and silver jewelry to the extreme, presenting an artistic atmosphere that transcends the world.

This is a priceless treasure, and it is the most sacred palace in line with the star prophet!

"Don't be nervous, you will definitely dance here in the future." Lawrence smiled at Rustan, who was still unable to recover. "They all said that dancing here is a kind of enjoyment."

Rastana swallowed, not doubting Lawrence's words.

"Let's go, my bedroom is much bigger than you think. I will let you understand that I conquered your shabby elven village just because your queen provoked me first, not because I wanted to live in a poor and backward elven village. .”

Lawrence continued to take Rastana to visit his bedroom, so that she could continue to see what true nobility was.

Rastana no longer had any doubts about Lawrence's power, and Lawrence's power made her unable to resist.

After putting on beautiful clothes, it was almost time to eat. After eating and drinking, I started to watch the music performance of the maids. I lay on the chair and sofa listening to the comfortable and sweet music, and tasted the pastries and sweet fruits that were readily available.

Before I knew it, it was dinner time, and I ate a lot of fresh delicacies that were not repeated at all. I learned the dining etiquette here under the guidance of the maid and the strange women around me.

Learn the card game here, gather together to chat about topics that you don’t quite understand, and then go take a shower together.

Rastana thought that the bathing things she used in the town and on the boat were the best, but after arriving here, she realized that they were ordinary things.

Rastana entered a place like a fairyland, and soon she was unknowingly washed by Professor Lawrence. She was in a more wonderful fairyland, completely forgetting the worries and panic of the past.

The next day, Stella looked at Rastana who had learned to eat breakfast by herself, and there was no longer any nervousness and alertness on her face.

"Rastana, I want to take everyone to live in the forest, build wooden houses and tree houses, raise chickens and sheep first, and slowly form a shelter. You are the queen's child. If you come with me, I will And everyone will recognize you as their leader."

Stella has no idea of ​​being a leader and thinks that Rastana, who has the blood of the queen, is more suitable.

Rastana raised her head and looked nervously at Lawrence who was eating, and soon there was determination in her eyes that Stella had never seen before.

"I am now the Prophet's slave girl and I should stay here."

Rastana looked at Stella and said, "Stella, please stay too. I know you are also the female elf of the prophet. Let's stay together. Everyone can live here and do things for the benevolent prophet. "

Stella gritted her teeth and showed an expression of uncontrollable anger, "Sure enough, you and the Queen, as well as all royal bloodlines, should be pulled down from the throne and kneel at the feet of Lawrence!"

"I will no longer count on you!" Stella suppressed the anger in her heart, "The queen betrayed us elves, I will no longer believe in the so-called royal family, and I will no longer let everyone be enslaved by the royal blood!! Death in vain! "

Rastana was at a loss and did not dare to refute Stella.

Deep down, Rastana didn't like Stella.

She was obviously called ugly in the village and was laughed at by everyone all the time.

Dashiel, the only one who encountered the same situation, ignored him and also looked down on him.

Now that I have a strong man who can accept me and like me to protect me, why must I continue to live in the forest?

There is everything here, and it is obviously better to live here. Even if you go out to live, don't you still have to rely on Lawrence's protection?

Rastana has accepted Lawrence's arms, has fallen in love with this comfortable and comfortable life, and has found her home.

Feeling very helpless, Rastana looked at Lawrence, and finally Lawrence looked here too, showing a smile that made the elf feel reliable and warm.

"Rastana is willing to stay with me, then stay. I like Rastana very much, her sexy and seductive figure, and her docile personality."

Rastana lowered her head happily.

Stella said seriously to Lawrence: "Meekness should not be the character of the royal family."

"That's because you are not qualified to ask them to be docile to you." Lawrence explained: "I can see their fierce and crazy side, I can see their calm, elegant and charming side, and I can also see them in front of me. The meek and pitiful side.”

"A stone cannot have only one side, let alone a human or an elf?"

"The queen you meet is the female elf who is here to prove to you that she is the queen."

Lawrence stood up and walked a few meters away. He stood behind the chair where Rastana was sitting and reached out to lift Rastana's chin.

When asking Rastana to look at Stella, Lawrence said calmly: "If she needs to enslave you, she is the queen."

Rastana had to raise her face because of Lawrence's move to raise her head.

Just by changing the angle slightly, Stella saw the shadow of the queen on Rastana's face.

"Facing different people, they will have different identities. I think you have probably never seen the gentle side of the queen before, and neither have the other elves."

"But I can imagine that the queen would have such a side, because I have never regarded her as a high and inviolable queen!"

Lawrence pinched Rastana's ear with his other hand. The female elf in front of him quickly blushed, revealing her emotional side.

Lawrence calmly stated as if narrating: "The queen's bloodline is the same as hers, for reproduction and survival. You don't have to doubt that when I caught her here, she knelt down faster than you thought."

Stella is no longer angry, but has learned to think.

Lawrence continued to dispel the constraints of blood and thought in Stella's heart.

"If there are still queens and nobles in your heart, then the justice in your heart will always be trapped in shackles."

Stella still had doubts about Lawrence’s words.

"Shouldn't justice be bound? I always believe that justice must also live."

Stella said what she thought and what she did.

She never commits suicide for the sake of justice. When the Elf Hunting Group started causing trouble, Stella chose to leave instead of dying together.

Even now, what Stella wants is not to join the battlefield, but to provide shelter in a safe area for elves who do not want to fight.

Lawrence does not doubt Stella's righteous heart. Stella just does not emphasize sacrifice and suffering, but she has always been giving and doing things down-to-earth.

"Yes, justice must be restrained and restrained, but it should not be restrained in the hands of incompetent people."

"You can continue eating." Lawrence let go of Rastana and let Rastana continue eating.

Stella glanced at Rastana, then looked at Lawrence.

Lawrence walked back to his seat and sat down, making eye contact with Stella.

"I have only recently understood the truth. There are certain rights and positions, including some outstanding women. If I don't fight for them and don't take them into my hands, then these rights will be in the hands of some idiots, and something terrible will happen. thing!"

"I want to be the king of the elves and bring prosperity and progress to all elves. The incompetent queen only deserves to be my slave girl! I will lock her in the Golden Palace so that she can no longer enslave you!" (End of Chapter)