Chapter 39
After the meeting, the Spirit King sent a servant to Rova and the others to pick up the dust. Of course, this also includes George, who received an amnesty. After devouring an Elf Race meal, George finally saw his year for something even in dreams——
A room, a big bed!
If it wasn't for the fear that Spirit King would drag him into the fire in his sleep, so that he didn't dare to fall asleep directly, George would bet that he would fall into a coma for three days and three nights now.
However, the expected Spirit King didn't come to trouble him, but someone else came to the door—half-elf, Rova.
"pa!"
George’s door was pushed open heavily, and slammed into the wooden wall next to it. The angry Lova chose to ignore George’s face. Surprised, the first sentence of the mouth was to force a confession: "Say! What is the weapon you took out in the conference hall? Why do you want to hide it from me?"
Being stared straight at by Lova, George had an indescribable guilt. The way Lova tried to argue and fight for George in the Chamber a few hours ago still kept repeating in his mind, and he did conceal a lot of things from this simple female child in front of him, so much so that even Lova is now suing George. Taking advantage of her goodwill, George really had nothing to say.
He does owe Rova an explanation.
"This is a weapon, a weapon of our plane." George took out his revolver, unloaded the ammunition in the chamber, and then handed the revolver to Rova's hand.
"The history of my plane is full of wars of iron and blood, from the earliest wooden sticks and bows to the iron-clad crossbows behind, and then the weapon called the revolver in your hand. , Are all tools used by mankind for war. The airplanes and cars that I have told you are all real, but they were invented for war. How I wish I could not use this on this plane Weapons, but I can’t allow me to die here so easily!"
"My Uncle is not the kind of king who kills casually! He just wants to test you!" Lova shouted at George , And raised the revolver high, trying to smash the hateful man in the face. But after gritted his teeth, he still couldn't get his hands off.
"But how do I know that this is a temptation? I only felt the threat of death, and it was twice! Dear Lowa Young Lady, please think about it, the former Mr. Green The spell cast for me gave me a feeling of almost losing strength. If I hadn't reacted quickly, being killed by those two White Tigers would be my fate; this time I was completely imprisoned by your Spirit King, even if you weren’t Uncle. you think you can kill me, if the elves under the stage rush up and burn me to death, I will not be able to resist."
George gently held Lova’s raised hand and put her in her hand. He slowly took over his revolver, and placed it in his hand and stroked it carefully. This weapon was indeed his last hole card, but he really didn’t want to use it. For George, this weapon’s commemorative significance Far greater than its tactical significance.
"Really! Whether you or Green, why refuse to disclose your true strength to me? Do I need you to be on guard?" Lova, who has read all kinds of spell documents since childhood Naturally, he understands what a vicious spell is for George, not to mention that it was carried out from the hands of the Spirit King.
But one yard goes to one yard, Lova still strongly condemns George's concealment. After all, as a commander, how can she allow her subordinates to conceal true information?
"Okay, okay, dear Lova Young Lady, I sincerely apologize for my inconspicuousness. As an apologetic, I am willing to perform my exclusive spell for you."
Seeing that Lova’s tone eased, George struck the iron quickly while it was hot, and took out some wide bandages from the first aid kit. After cutting a section, rolled up, folded, tied, and unraveled. The bandages were constantly folded and deformed in George’s palm. It made a lovely little white flower.
This is the fancy folding napkin that George used to learn when he was a waiter in a restaurant, and now it is used to please his future boss.
"Beautiful flowers for beautiful ladies."
George respectfully handed his work forward, and he clearly saw Lova’s smile at the moment he took over. Afterwards, she deliberately scowled again.
"Don’t think that this is the end! I will let you rest first, and be my adjutant in the following days. If you dare to conceal something, I will kill you!"
Lova bit her little tiger tooth while shaking her little fist in front of George's eyes. However, this threat without deterrence seemed especially cute to George.
"Yes, my commander." After seeing Lova turn and leave, the boulder in George's heart finally fell to the ground. Next, it's time for a good night's sleep.
What George didn't know was that when he fell asleep, a few goblins flapped their wings and held clear water, and followed Lova into his room. Lova wanted the little fairies to give George a good bath, but seeing that George was completely asleep, she couldn't bear to wake up the pitiful person who had been tortured by fate until now.
"Sleep well, my mysterious adjutant." Lova muttered to herself, then took away George's clothes and some equipment, and then gently closed the door to the room .