Chapter 297

"[Response] is at the cost of suffering the pain of others."

"In other words, father, for me..."

The silver-haired girl covered her mouth. When I came back to my senses, tears were already streaming down my face.

Only she who has experienced a hundred years of loneliness knows how lonely it is. However, resurrecting so many people at the same time, and recalling the pain of being killed by witches and monsters, Nangong has experienced countless hundreds of years by himself.

Isn't this a kind of [death return]?

If Nangong knew about their "self-movement", he would definitely explain it patiently. As a demon, he no longer has the concept of time.

"Let's go drink together."

Parker suddenly took the black-haired young man's arm.

Nangong laughed dumbly: "I am a good drinker."

"This is the wine of the Elf Country. Fortunately, it was buried underground and was not damaged." Fortuna smiled, "Humans call this 'daughter's red'. After a hundred years, it has become even more mellow. "

Nangong Xin said: Fortunately, it was not brewed from bodily fluids.

"It was you who saved the elves. I toast you, Lord Nangong!"

"Tonight, I won't come home until I'm drunk!"

Chapter 242 Emilia’s knee pillow

Under the influence of restoration magic, the El Forest, which had been covered in ice and snow all year round, regained its vitality.

The green woods, the houses, and the smoke from the kitchens are curling up. The creek is gurgling and flowers are blooming all over the hillside.

This is the land of elves.

The goblins with pointed ears live and work in peace and contentment. The home that their ancestors have relied on for generations seems to have never been invaded by witches and monsters, and they have once again lived a contented pastoral life.

On a sunny afternoon, the black-haired young man lay in the shade of a tree and fell asleep with his pillow on the half-elf's beautiful legs. They are in a sea of ​​flowers, and their dream-like happy time flows quietly.

How nice it would be if I could spend my whole life like this.

Emilia sat on her knees on the grass, gently twirling Nangong's hair, her eyes trembling slightly. He has always been "touched and killed" by his father, and it was not easy for him to get a chance to play tricks on him.

Nangong Xuan took a nap comfortably, feeling his cheeks itchy. A pleasant hair fragrance, accompanied by a familiar touch. You didn't even need to open your eyes to know that the silver hair was falling directly on your face.

"Aimi...how long have I slept?"

"The sun is going down, little lazy pig." Emilia chuckled.

Only then did Nangong Xuan feel the softness on the back of his head. Not using Parker as a pillow, because the drunk gray cat was curled up in his arms.

It turned out to be the knee pillow of the silver-haired daughter.

Appeared, a two-dimensional famous scene.

"Seeing that everyone was so interested, I didn't [reply]. Did you really drink too much?" Nangong joked, "I'm hallucinating. It's impossible for a rebellious daughter to be so gentle to me."

Emilia said angrily: "Wasn't I gentle before?"

"Always has a cold face, and has been avoiding me since entering puberty."

The silver-haired girl blurted out a sentence: "It was obviously my father who alienated me first..."

Nangong Xuan was stunned.

So, did she misunderstand it?

"You said I've grown up. Then [return] to the close relationship we had before, okay?" Emilia gently raised Nangong's little finger.

Do you really remember the promise you made when you were a kid?

This intimate gesture made even the harem madman unable to resist. In this world, there is a girl whose favorability is always at full value.

Nangong teased: "You mean you let me hold you and pee? You always call me daddy sweetly. Sleep together, take a bath together..."

"Ah, forget about that kind of thing!" Emilia blushed, "For example, if you like it, it's not impossible..."

"Why?"

Recently, my daughter has been acting a little strange.

"...Dad." The silver-haired girl's voice was as small as a mosquito.

After the people of the same clan reunited, the "longing for one heart" not only did not decrease, but intensified.

In order to satisfy men's desire for conquest, the Stick Hero and the harem will play some strange games. The silver-haired daughter who was raised since childhood is a little more innocent.

Nangong said honestly: "It sounds good, please scream more."

"It's true. My aunt made you drink the wine brewed in the elf country." Emilia stammered, "I heard that it is generally not allowed to be drunk by outsiders. Unless the elf daughter gets married... From now on, I will listen. It’s yours.”

Is your daughter really popular?

It seems that with the approval of the elves, Emilia was entrusted to me.

Nangong said reluctantly: "If possible, I hope it will be a knee pillow without obstacles."

"Father, H."

Emilia rolled her eyes at him angrily, but took the initiative to lift up her skirt. This time, Nangong Xuan rested his head directly on the half-elf's big white legs, feeling the delicate and smooth skin.

She is still a daughter with white silk stockings.

Close-fitting clothing is also looming.

"You didn't wear safety pants today?" Nangong was surprised.

"You said you didn't like it." Emilia bit her lip, "From now on, I will wear them all for you to see."

Nangong hesitated and said, "Doesn't translucent lace also matter?"

"This is Parker's mother's teaching, it's all about underwear..."

It really understands human women.

"Do you listen to me in everything? Then... take it off."

"Okay, okay."

"Oh, I'm talking about Bai Si."

"...You bad dad!"

Filial piety deteriorates.

Nangong Xuan and Emilia are tacitly in love, living in the present moment of being inseparable. The silver-haired girl suddenly leaned close to Nangong's ear. The warm breath was sweet, like tickling the ear.

"It must be very hard."

At this moment, Emilia's gentle voice can heal people's hearts. She is still concerned about the side effects of recovery magic.

"It doesn't hurt at all for this little thing of [Recovery]."

"... Idiot!"

Nangong Xuan clearly saw that the girl's lowered eyes were filled with tears. He wiped away the tears from Emilia's eyes, and finally made a bold decision, standing up and kissing the corner of her mouth.

Unknowingly, he was getting closer and closer to the delicate cherry lips.

Lips parted.

Emilia said in a panic: "Because it's just kissing the corner of the mouth, you won't get pregnant..."

"You still believe it?" Nangong couldn't help laughing.

The silver-haired girl said seriously: "Even if there is a little risk, it won't work. If she gets pregnant, Parker's mother will go berserk and destroy the world."

"Don't worry, I'm here." Nangong showed a vicious smile, "Don't you want to give me an elf? The two of us together are one-quarter elf blood."

"Then, will Dad take responsibility?" Emilia felt her cheeks burning.

It sounded like a child's tone.

Why would he say such shameless words? It must be that the "door" in his heart is broken.

"Of course."

Nangong thought: My daughter's daughter can't be my daughter.

Fortuna looked at them from a distance and smiled with relief.

"Emilia, you don't have to be bound by this frozen hundred years anymore, go and bravely pursue your own happiness."

A few days later, a strange man came to the town.

He had dark blue hair and pale skin. He wore a magician's dress and dressed like a clown. When he spoke, he had a neutral and weird voice.

A series of events have happened recently, and the residents of the town have become more vigilant.

"It's the Border Lord!" The mayor was flattered.

His name is Roswaal L. Mezas. With his prominent status, he finally collected information about the "Silver-haired Witch" from people.

Roswaal thought to himself: Interesting, even the [Mediator] Melaquila has been subdued?

The prophecy of the Gospel has changed.

Even if Parker is guarding the girl, he can only repel the great elves. Is there a master beside Emilia, the [Healing Hero]?

People talked about it: "The elf town has revived, and the power of magic must be restored!"

"Recently, the subhumans living in the forest have come to the town to trade."

The human race and the elves exchanged what they had and got along happily. Emilia is an important link to maintain the relationship.

Roswaal said with interest: "I would like to see that restoration magician~"

When he stepped into the Eriol Forest, he found that the terrain had changed drastically, and it was completely different from his memory.

Roswaal's heart sank.

Even for me, it takes a lot of time to prepare the spell to change the weather. However, even the climate and topography can be rewritten in a short time. What kind of terrifying magic is this?

"The Land of Elves, Accelerator."

Parker flew in the sky with his hands on his chest, blocking the way like a guardian.

"You are Parker, right?" Roswaal smiled, "Sure enough, you are still the same as before. For the destined mission, you wandered for hundreds of years and came to that girl?"

"Who are you?" Parker looked suspicious.

"I met the teacher later, so I will talk to you with my magic~"

Roswaal held down his hat with one hand, and colorful balls of light surrounded him.

"All attributes?" Parker was shocked. "Are you a magician with six-color titles?"

"To be precise, I am the chief court wizard of Lugnica. I am the holder of three colors: red, green, and yellow. I am from the Mezas family and I am a disciple of Lady Echidna. So you should be able to remember something, right?"

Parker was surprised and said, "The name is, the Greedy Witch..."

The master who created me died four hundred years ago. In other words, this man has somehow survived from four hundred years ago to now?

"It's really rude to call that adult by his name." Roswaal looked unhappy. "I'm here to take the Silver-haired Witch away. As an artificial elf, you made a contract with her without authorization, which is a betrayal to your teacher~"

"Don't even think about it!"

Parker was touched by the reverse scale and released ice spikes all over the sky.

Roswaal gave up chanting and said, "Fire Bomb!"

In the sky, dense fireballs fell like raindrops, as if to turn the elf land into a sea of ​​fire again.

The two powerful men of the time had a disagreement and started fighting.

"Hey, don't hurt our pets."

A cold male voice was heard, and the fireball and ice spikes froze in mid-air, as if time had stopped. The next second, they disappeared.

"Ping——"

Degradation (Heal)!

"Is this... Instant Death Magic, which eliminated our magic out of thin air?" Roswaal was secretly shocked.

He didn't notice the Yin attribute of Mana at all!