It was a sunny day when we left.
The carriage was already ready, and the skinny witch was shackled into the prison cart, and the maids were busy loading things into the cart.
Amelia covered the glare of the sun with one hand, and stood under the shade of a tree waiting for the convoy to set off.
"Why did you bring two money bags?" Rita looked at her waist strangely. There were two bags, one black and one white, hanging on the belt. They were very far apart, one on the far left and one on the far right. very strange.
Amelia looked down and smiled dryly: "Don't you think this looks pretty?"
Rita stammered, "...is there?"
of course not.
Amelia sighed from the bottom of her heart. Last night, the two furry cats were very noisy. One stretched its neck to scratch each other's paws, and the other grabbed her by the corner of her clothes and refused to let go. This in turn made the other one even more angry.
The quarrel continued until the early hours of the morning, which made her lose her temper, and both of them turned into elves before they settled down.
This kind of blessing is really not something ordinary people can enjoy. She couldn't help sighing, and poked the bulging black bag with her hand.
The black bag was motionless, as if there was nothing inside.
Since Amelia decided to take the elf with her, Alfonso ignored her and was furious.
Amelia blinked her eyes, and there was some sadness in her voice: "Oh, I haven't talked to my black elf for a long time, I'm so lonely."
The black bag moved invisibly.
Amelia continued her efforts: "It would be great if he could talk to me. I can't hear his voice anymore. I'm so sad that I don't want to do anything. Alas, I can't even eat."
She deliberately said pitiful and nasty, while suppressing her smile, she waited for someone to throw herself into the trap.
Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, there was a clear and cold snort from the bag, "Hmph."
Amelia couldn't hold back her smile anymore, turned her back to everyone, took out a black-faced elf from the bag, and rubbed his hair with her fingertips affectionately: "Don't be angry?"
Alfonso didn't hide, and gave her a cold look: "Throw this thing away for me."
This thing is obviously equal to white/elven.
Amelia pretended to brush his fufu's soft ear tip unintentionally, and said to him from left to right: "The next city is very close to here, and it will arrive in the afternoon. What do you want to eat when you arrive? Fruit or rice?" ?”
"Slap!" Alfonso slapped her hand away expressionlessly, and repeated every word: "Throw it away."
Seeing that there was no way to escape this topic, Amelia sighed helplessly: "Didn't I tell you? The slave owner left that day, and there was no way to retreat. Where do you want me to throw him?" Go? He has a slave mark on his body, throwing it away casually will not make him alive."
The black-faced elf's lips were straightened, and he wanted to say 'then let him die', but when he saw the girl's gentle and smiling eyes, he swallowed those words unconsciously.
Amelia was a good person, in every sense of the word. She is willing to save a dark elf whose life and death are unknown, willing to tolerate Debra's provocative actions time and time again, and naturally willing to protect a weak and homeless white elf.
What's more, that white/elf looks so in line with her aesthetics.
It's not like him, black, only the hair is white, and it's very annoyingly white, like the bones of a dead person, instead of the luster of white jade.
Alfonso lowered his eyes, sat quietly in the girl's palm, and stopped talking.
He had a killing intent in his heart.
It is obviously a human raised by him, why is his preference so distorted? But it doesn't matter, he can teach slowly, but the white/elf who is an eyesore must die.
Amelia felt a chill, she was a little surprised, and whispered: "Alfonso? You..."
"Hey! Amelia!!"
In the middle of her words, a distant shout suddenly interrupted her voice: "Come on, why are you standing there stupidly? Let's go!"
Rita waved to her from a distance, and before she knew it, everyone got into the carriage, and she was the only one standing under the shade of a tree in the distance.
Amelia didn't have time to continue what she said just now, she stuffed the elf into her breast pocket, and hurried into the car.
Alfonso:? ! ! ! !
soft…
Amelia stepped on the stool and got into the carriage. There were two girls sitting on the left and the right in the carriage. Seeing her coming in, Rita on the right waved to her: "Come on, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Debra glanced at her lukewarmly. She has been upset recently and looked at no one well, so she turned her head coldly.
The atmosphere in the carriage was extremely dull, with the sound of the wheels creaking, a few gusts of wind blew from the windows. Amelia moved over calmly, half lying on the window sill.
The dark elf was stuffed on the girl's chest, separated by a thin layer of clothing. The warm body temperature invaded his icy body little by little, carrying the smell that he was used to, intertwining and merging with him...
The elf's face was sullen, and while he was terribly smoked, the tips of his ears blushed unconsciously.
The next city was indeed very close. A group of people took a short rest at noon, and arrived at the gate of the city before dark at night.
This city is obviously much poorer, and the people everywhere are drooping and dragging their feet, their bodies are emaciated, and there are hardly any fat people in sight.
The convoy arrived at the hotel and tidied up a bit. Amelia went into the assigned room and found a place to release the white/elf.
"I'll go out first, and if you want anything, go tell the waiter, they all know you're here, but don't forget what you promised me before, you are not allowed to tell the outside world about Alfonso, okay?"
Bai/Elf's long eyelashes trembled slightly, her drooping brows were clear, she nodded meekly, and called her: "Master."
Amelia: Whoa!
Although it is not the first time she has heard him say that, every time she hears this word, she still can't help but feel her waist go numb. Such a beauty carved from ice and snow doesn't care about anyone, but she just obediently obeys you. You can do whatever you want.
If it hadn't been for Alfonso's eye knife that almost pierced her, Amelia would have lost control.
Before leaving, she still couldn't hold back and said: "Don't run around, I will be back soon."
Bai/Elf's dark eyes lit up, she pursed her lips and smiled obediently and sweetly, her cold eyebrows and eyes slowly relaxed, and a small dimple appeared on her cheek.
Amelia again: Hiss! !
Color fascinates the heart, color imparts soul.
She held the doorknob and stood there for a while.
Alfonso bit down on the girl's fair skin expressionlessly.
Amelia: Whoa! !
After leaving the hotel, she found a secluded corner where no one was around. Amelia touched her wrist with deep tooth marks, and scolded him angrily: "You stupid, didn't you see that I was pretending? "
"Whether it's an act or not, you know in your heart." She couldn't move her eyes, and said it was an act. Alfonso snorted.
Amelia felt guilty.
"I heard that there is a market today, do you want to go and see it?" She began to change the subject: "Let's go together, you don't want to become an elf, just like this."
She didn't wait for Alfonso's reaction, and reached out to hold his palm.
The strong magical power slowly climbed up, covering the elf's whole body, covering up his indifferent and handsome appearance that was so unreal, mimicking the appearance of an ordinary middle-aged woman, who is still a little plump.
And she herself became a middle-aged man.
Amelia smiled proudly, "How about the newly learned magic, isn't it amazing?"
The dark elf is a person with amnesia. He has forgotten all the delicate magic, and fights rely on brute force. He will definitely not use such mimetic magic, so he can only go to the streets obediently as a middle-aged woman.
"Hahahahaha." Amelia almost cried out laughing at the pair of towering chests on the elf.
The dark elf was taken aback for a moment, and then gradually showed contempt. He stretched out his short, fat fingers and snapped them casually.
With a "bang", the camouflage on the two of them suddenly changed.
Amelia's laughter stopped abruptly, she looked down at her short and fat body,
Alfonso, an unobtrusively handsome young man, held the little girl's fleshy little hand and said, "Let's go, 'sister'."
The voice was the same as usual, cold and mocking, but the pronunciation of the word "sister" was emphasized, and it was deliberately lowered, so it showed a little gentleness.
Amelia froze, her voice choked up as she was about to protest, and she couldn't help being led obediently into the street by him.
what the hell.
She thought with a hot face, this guy has no self-consciousness at all, he is obviously much better-looking than that white/elf who doesn't know where he came from.
The once-a-month market has a lot of people, and the crowd is crowded. Amelia is now very small, and she was turned into a four or five-year-old by an unscrupulous elf. She saw nothing but human heads. .
She was so anxious that she almost jumped up and beat the elf's dog's head violently.
"Bastard! Hurry up and pick me up." Xiao Naiyin roared in a rough voice.
Alfonso glanced at her from under his eyelids, and after being kicked several times, he slowly picked her up. His slender and powerful five fingers circled around his knees, and he easily hugged her horizontally with one hand.
"Trouble." He clicked his tongue.
Amelia beat the elf violently again: "It's not your fault."
The small peddler next to him laughed, "You two brothers and sisters have such a good relationship." He squatted in front of a piece of cloth spread on the ground, on which were some scattered golden jewelry, which looked pretty, but the price was Some are expensive and few people care about them.
He sighed again: "The little lady is so well raised, she's covered in flesh, so cute."
In this world, saying that you have meat is a compliment, especially for ordinary people, it is not easy to be fat.
Amelia followed the peddler's eyes and glanced back. In the dilapidated wooden house behind him, there was a thin and dry little girl with a thin wrist that seemed to be broken when folded. She was looking out timidly.
That should be his sister.
Amelia looked at the same disheveled appearance on the peddler again, and her heart softened again. She pulled the elf's hair and motioned to put her down.
The little delicate girl showed a sweet smile, and waved her hand boldly: "You put it all on, I want it all!"
Hawker:! ! ! !
While waiting for packing, Amelia casually picked up a gold bracelet and showed it to the elf: "Look, the workmanship is pretty good, maybe it's so good that commoners can't afford it." I buy jewelry in a specific place, and I don't go to this kind of stall to buy things.
Alfonso glanced at it with a lack of interest: "General, the color is very poor."
Amelia: "Do you still understand this?"
Alfonso nodded slightly: "Maybe I liked it before."
Also, thinking creatures have hobbies of their own. Amelia put down the gold bracelet casually, and suddenly she thought of another question: "Are you rich?"
Alfonso shook his head.
Amelia took out a small bag of gold coins and gave him: "No, pocket money, use it to buy something you want."
When she was taking out the money, she suddenly thought, is she using the God of Light's money to support the God of Darkness
Her money was given by the gods, and the money of the gods is equal to the money of the god of light, that is, the money that the god of light used to support the disciples was used by her on the god of darkness.
Hahahaha, if the God of Light knows about this matter, he will be furious.
Unexpectedly, Alfonso did not accept the bag of gold coins, he lazily pushed her hand away: "I have nothing to buy."
Amelia: "If you like gold, go buy some. I'm not short of money, so you don't need to save money for me."
Alfonso sneered softly, he bent down, and wrapped his fingers around her long golden hair, the golden and black intertwined, which looked so harmonious.
"The most brilliant and pure gold, haven't I already got it?"
"As for those low-quality products." He laughed lowly, and a tingling itch shot up from Amelia's waist, staring blankly at his scarlet eyes, "How can it compare to its brilliance?"