His Majesty the King prepared too many things for the elves. He painted a whole set of knight armor with white paint. There was an imperial eagle burqa on the front and the back of the spear. The brand new cavalry can poke the dwarfs on the second floor to watch the fun.

"Please use some force with sharp ears, I'm here!" Duncan held a wine glass in his hand and gulped the wine while not forgetting to tease the "slim bamboo pole" in his eyes.

It is impossible to bring horses on the journey through the underground tunnel. After going down the mountain, the horses that have been transported so far can only be called the pack horses of the farmers' house, which is too far from the standard deviation of the war horses. Fortunately, I met a pagan who was a scout of the Ming Dynasty, and I was actually a scout, so I bought livestock as soon as I went down the mountain.

Wait, Christina thought of a new possibility. The merchants were obviously waiting for the rabbit instead of the so-called "accidental encounter". Since they walked down Montenegro, they have been firmly stared at by local forces.

So Baldwin could take out the white armor so quickly, so Barian arrived at Sir Ned's house the next day, and the Jazz was waiting long before he came.

It doesn't feel good to be monitored or even be plotted. Even if the other party has no malice, he has always been treated very well. Just the lively white horse under his crotch is worth a farm in the empire.

The white knight rides a white horse... They might as well give me a pair of wings.

The wings were associated with the angel, as well as Lyon and the brown-haired woman. This association was too bad, and it distracted her more than Duncan's ridicule. The mount noticed the weakening of the knight's control, and immediately began to resist. A sudden person stood up, scaring Christina to grab the riding rifle with one hand and hold the saddle bridge with the other, and clamping her legs tightly before she fell off. Seeing that the elf was really frustrated, Duncan closed his mouth consciously. The experience of being scared by the silver dragon in the library was a lifelong shame. He was afraid of the long-legged woman.

A woman with long legs is petty and has a great reputation. Why didn't he find such a bad habit in his human lover before? It's a pity that the obedient girl is a prostitute and may have found another man before she goes back.

Damn! Duncan walked back to the room with a glass of wine, feeling so bad that he didn't drink the rest of it.

"Sir, please let me get a spear, sir." The attendant Samar circled around the knight's horse's butt, afraid of being kicked by the horse, and was eager to serve the master. The boy was in a dilemma.

They even matched Christina with a servant with deep eyes, dark curly hair, and a typical pagan look.

After announcing that the White Knight Christina would participate in the defense of the Holy City, Baldwin did not keep the elves. The king apologized and said that there was still a lot of things to be busy today and that he would have time to welcome the elves tomorrow. The king called out Barian from the knight standing below and told him to be fully responsible for receiving Christina and his party.

Before Barian could send Christina out of the palace, fierce quarrel broke out in the audience hall, as if the cheers just now were imaginary hallucinations.

The elf looked at Barian, and the knight shrugged his shoulders as an answer. The guest had the awareness of the guest, so she didn't break the casserole and asked to the end.

The Knight brought her to the backyard, where a black-haired and dark-eyed boy was waiting. Seeing Christina, the boy's face was full of surprise and expectation. Barian shouted "Samar" and called the boy over, introducing that this was for Christina's servant.

"Samar was a Coptic. The tribe that followed the Prophet Gith back then never turned against the Mother of the Earth." Barian assured the elves that the young man was the Lamb of Terra from birth.

"Oh, thank you." Apart from Bob, she had never been a real servant. I wonder if that boy is okay?

No one wants to serve women, even female elves are impossible. Men have all kinds of reasons, from embarrassing to bleeding once a month, which makes women more terrifying than demons. Christina is too lazy to care about it, so she simply doesn't want it. Emily later reminded her that the reason why no one is willing to follow the famous Elf Paladin was mainly because Christina was not a noble family and was not qualified to recommend attendants as usual.

"I'm a woman too, why do I have so many male apprentices? They are rushing to help me wash my socks." Emily blinked, and as always, she wanted to end it with a yellow joke, "and her underwear."

Well, she really needs someone to help put on armor, take off her armor, and maintain it. Christina nodded and thanked Barian and accepted the black-haired boy.

"About Miss Gurness..."

Before the master and servant recognized each other, Barian couldn't wait to bring up the beauty in his mind. Speaking of Grenis, Barian's expression lit up, and Christina couldn't bear to expose the cruel fact.

Who is not good to like? Go and like the female dragon? Duncan is such a great nickname, and Christina can no longer change her words.

"She's going to the library." She answered Barian, and her attention turned to the person who was walking out of the back door of the palace. The two soldiers carried a square wooden box on the left and right and placed it in front of the elf.

"This is your armor, sir." The two of them finished the imperial military salute to the elves with fists in the chest. One of them lowered his head and opened the box. Baldwin V's ancestors came from the empire. They were somewhat related to the traitor Duke Rick who intended to assassinate the princess.

"Ouch." Barian whistled, and squatted down before the elves to admire the treasures that were invisible from helmet breastplate leg armor to skirt armor.

"Your Majesty is so generous, Baldwin is good at making a good way." In front of the guards, Barian dared to call the monarch's name, which attracted the elves' view of this knight's country to go deeper.

Before I entered, there seemed to be arguing inside. Christina thanked the guards. Before she could do anything, the servant Samar, who had just collected, took up the box and moved to the carriage. The knight armor weighing thirty kilograms was difficult to move. The thin boy was shaking and walked very hard. The elf wanted to help but was pulled by Barry. The knight shook his head and signaled Christina not to disturb the servant's work.

"This is what he should do." The Knight further explained, and said in front of Samar's face. The attendant showed a diligent smile on his red face, showing no concern.

"This child is an orphan, and both of his parents were killed by the Turks." Barian was not completely confused about the world. He waited until Samar walked away before saying about his attendant's life experience.

Although it is wrong to tie people up with hatred, after hearing this, Christina completely put her guard against the servants.

"See you tomorrow, Miss Christina." Barian pressed his hand on his chest, bowed deeply, turned around and stepped onto the horse, his movements were straightforward and full of the vitality that a young man should have.

"See you tomorrow." The elf waved his hand and said goodbye to the likable Mr. Knight.

"Please be sure to say hello to Miss Grenis for me."

"I will tell you."
Chapter completed!