Amelia is innocent too.
She didn't expect that the murderer might be an animal, and instead of escaping from the ground, she flew away directly from the sky.
So the dark elf didn't feel anyone passing by, not because he was the murderer, but because he was walking on an empty road.
The elf was still paralyzed, two words rolled out of his throat with difficulty: "A running dog!"
What can Amelia do.
She had no choice but to do it herself, after all, she had wronged him.
She cleaned up the mess, restored the tattered road to its original state, and used the levitation technique to sneak back to the palace with the immobile dark elf.
Fortunately, it was already late at night and there were not many people on the road.
Considering safety issues, Amelia still transported the person to the basement.
"Don't be angry, can you?" Amelia had a headache: "I admit, I was wrong, I shouldn't wrong you, I will send you out when I find a chance in a few days, okay?"
"You've also seen that the church is heavily guarded, you can't escape, give me a few more days, I'll think of a way, okay?"
Amelia felt like an old mother coaxing a child in a trance. The child was twisted and irritable, and lost his temper at every turn. The mother could only hold her breath and try to persuade the child.
And the oversized 'child' in front of her was still looking at her with half-sarcastic eyes, as if saying: Pretend, keep pretending.
Amelia felt challenged.
She endured it for a long time, but still couldn't bear it anymore, she patted the bed and said, "It's almost done, I've already apologized to you, what else do you want?"
"snort!"
The elf struggled to turn her head away, expressing that she did not want to reconcile with her.
A galaxy-like strand of hair slid down with his movements and landed on his half-covered chest.
As an elf, he was born really well, especially the body wrapped in tattered clothes, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and a tight waist so thin that she could hold it with one hand.
Amelia glanced at it without distraction, and helped him cover the quilt.
It's damp and cold in the basement, don't freeze the kids.
"That's it." Amelia discussed with him: "I'll find a way to take you out. You can speak normally and don't curse, okay?"
The dark elf opened his eyes, glanced at her from under his thick long eyelashes, and hummed lukewarmly.
It means that he is ready.
That look of grace. Amelia gritted her teeth and secretly made a note for him in her heart.
"I've read in books before that there is a magic circle that can shrink people down to the size of the palm of your hand. Then I can put you in my pocket and take you out. It's just that this kind of magic circle is very difficult, and people who know it are very difficult. No, I just saw it by accident."
"So, that's why you learned it on the spot?"
The dark elf squinted and watched the blond girl lying on the ground condescendingly, drawing crooked runes on the ground while reading a book.
Amelia said without raising her head, "Young man, don't ask too much, as long as it works."
really....does it work
Looking at the crooked oval circle, the dark elf couldn't help asking questions.
Soon, Amelia patted the ashes on her hands and stood up: "Okay, it's done, come and try."
"I don't, I want to try it yourself!"
Regardless of the elf's refusal, she directly hugged the paralyzed elf by the waist, forcibly placed it on the ground, and activated the magic circle.
Elf:! ! !
A burst of dazzling light flashed.
The handsome elf with tall legs, long legs and excellent figure disappeared.
In its place was a petite elf, whose appearance was the same as when he was an adult, with small arms and legs, the size of a palm, almost as they had agreed before.
The only thing that is a little different is that there is a pair of thin wings on the back of the elf.
The wings were shaped like butterfly wings, with a few cumbersome golden patterns embedded in the pure black background, dancing in mid-air like a dream, exuding a soft brilliance.
The little elf opened his eyes wide in surprise, turned his head to look at his extra wings, and moved his cute cheeks due to shrinking, as if he was grinding his teeth.
Amelia was trembling with his cuteness, and held the elf in her palm, "Look, although there was a little accident, it was still successful on the whole. What are you afraid of?"
The elf's teeth grinding sound could be clearly heard: "I'll kill you, running dog!"
Even the voice is milky.
While blocking the elf's furious attack with her hand, Amelia took the time to think, the person who invented this magic circle is too good at it, the human beings, cute things, all kinds of elements are gathered together.
Love love love.
Afterwards, Amelia never went to the inspection team again, and after a few days, news came that they had caught the murderer of the massacre.
Amelia didn't go to look at it, but heard that it was a giant scavenging eagle. It was very rare and had a human shape. Except for the shape of its hands and wings, it was no different from ordinary humans.
"No wonder the patrol team couldn't find it. Such a rare case can be displayed as a specimen."
Rita was sitting next to Amelia, gently shaking her feather fan, her expression was always arrogant and reserved: "I heard that His Majesty the Pope entrusted you with the responsibility of this case, but luckily the inspection team is a bit useful. , didn't make you spend too much effort."
Since Amelia mentioned her the last time, Rita has neatly packaged the name and evidence of the bishop who accepted the bribe and sent it to the court, and then knelt in front of the statue of light for three days and three nights, repenting her sins. sin.
The moment she passed out, the Pope pardoned her, allowing her to remain a saint.
After this incident, Rita seemed to have restrained herself a bit, she was not so domineering, and she was no longer the focus of the crowd.
After hearing her words, Amelia was a little ashamed: "No? I just went over to take a look. They are the ones who really contributed, and I should thank them."
"Why do you think so?" Rita covered her astonished expression with a fan, and taught her in a low voice:
"You are the chief saint! You have to consider your status, there is no need to condescend, they are just knights, they are vassals! It is right to work for you, even if you have contributed a little bit, but if it is not for your leadership, How did they catch the murderer so quickly?"
Amelia: ? ? What am I in command of?
She was momentarily speechless.
The dark elf curled up obediently in his pocket moved, turned around, and let out a sneer.
Look, this is the hypocritical and hypocritical light.
It doesn't matter, what kind of woman this woman is has nothing to do with him.
The dark elf closed his eyes indifferently.
Under the elf's keen hearing, the girl's steady and slow heartbeat sounded like it was ringing in his ear, pounding on his eardrum.
The soft touch sticks tightly all over his body through the thin cloth, and he can even feel the scorching body temperature of the human body and the sweet fragrance unique to women.
"Ah Choo."
The elf sneezed softly and covered his nose.
When I smelled it closely, it still smelled bad, but the bright smell mixed with the sweet smell became fragrant and smelly, and the smell was even worse.
After a while, I must tell her to take a shower before going out to wash off the smell on her body before going out. The elf pinched his nose tightly, suffocating a little.
Soon, the girl stood up suddenly and hurriedly walked, causing the elf in her pocket to bounce up and down.
She walked for a long time, and finally stopped somewhere before the elf couldn't help getting angry.
Here, the stench of light became more intense, densely filling every trace of the air, as if it had been directly enveloped by the magic of light.
The dark elf directly shut off his sense of smell, and let go of his pinched red nose expressionlessly.
"Your Majesty the Pope, I'm here to report on my work."
At this time, the girl's calm voice suddenly came from the outside world. "Regarding the massacre at the slave market, the inspection team has found the murderer."
"I heard, Amelia." Accompanied by a few muffled pats on the shoulder, the serious voice of the old man became much more amiable:
"Good job. You did a good job on this first task. It is all thanks to you that you solved such a bad case so quickly. With this honor, it will be easier for you to go out and do things in the future A lot."
"What about the inspection team? Will there be any rewards?" The girl's voice became hesitant.
"Of course there will be. After a few days, there will be bonuses distributed to them."
Is it just a bonus
Amelia pursed her lips. She knew that the massacre that happened under the eyes of the God Cult had a profound impact. If she could be a hero in solving this case, it would be of great benefit to her career.
She also knew that the patrol team had killed a lot of people in order to catch the reckless big bird. Many people were swallowed directly, and no corpse was found.
What the Pope meant by saying these words was to put credit on her head, and those knights who died would only receive some pensions as compensation.
Their names will not appear in the merit book, nor will they be known to outsiders.
The knights who lost their lives for the sake of the people died quietly like this.
Amelia cannot approve of such behavior,
So she took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, I have some doubts."
"For this case, I just went to check it out. All the search, patrol and arrest work were done by the patrol team. I didn't have the slightest credit, and I didn't provide any substantive help, especially those knights who died in the line of duty. They are the real heroes."
"I beg you, give the glory to the one who really deserves it, not me at the top."
The girl seemed to bow her head and kneel down.
She bent down, and the sound of her fierce heartbeat almost pressed against the dark elf's body, causing his heartbeat to lose its rhythm.
As if awakened from a deep sleep after a thousand years, it trembled weakly but surely.