Chapter 453: 9. Holiday (14)

On weekdays, there is always a wine-red cloak that does not leave the body, and the heroic and sassy girl in the towel, wearing only a thin silk pajama at this time, after fully investigating the body parameters of the girl, the craftsman of ve company cut the fabric very decently and decently. Some are overdone.
Pajamas are actually closer to loose bathrobes. There are no buttons, only a two-finger wide ribbon around the waist is tied around the waist, and the translucent silk is close to the body. Under the backlight of the door, not only the body curve is outlined by the bones, but also the ground can shine through the haze. Skin, even the areola and sparse lower abdomen. Enough to make the teenage boy's red-faced and red-faced design match the developing body with a slightly plump body. At this moment, Minerva can be described as sensational to the extreme, and the young boy who is in love can't hold it before this scene.
Minerva lowered his head and stepped closer to the young man’s back. Subtle sour emptiness poured out of his chest again. Unsatisfied tears blurred his eyes. He peeked at the bed and could not tell whether the back was strong or weak. I only know that that person is her husband, and it is an object worthy of her being enveloped with tenderness.
Contribute the most important chastity of a woman, whether she is happy in life afterwards, whether this back is worth relying on-and so on. The questions are simply not time to question and think. In the face of national justice, these questions are simply superfluous. Even with these questions, what can she do?
Born in the royal family, the corresponding responsibilities and destiny will also be born. These and the surrounding circumstances have already planned Minerva's character and life plan. The father told him that Roland would bring her happiness, and this marriage would bring Antai and prosperity to the country. Bring peace and happiness to the people. The concubine also agreed with this statement, and the people around her continued to repeat similar words, telling Minerva that this was the only absolute future she should greet, and the ultimate happiness.
In front of the truth recognized by the whole world, what can a fragile woman do besides accepting it?
"Slowly in the middle of the night, the boredom of sending Roland classmates, let me come..."
Excessive ups and downs of emotion stirred the thinking, and lips opened slightly for a long time. Finally made up my mind. Awakening said:
"Please... hug me."
Separating emotions such as shame, sorrow, and resentment from the mind, Minerva pressed her body against Roland's back, and warmed her warm body temperature from her chest and abdomen. The nose smelled of her. Take the hissing noise of the fabric as the background sound. The awkward voice of the young girl was hoarse in the ears of the teenager. The slightly trembling palm first hugged the opponent's chest, and then slipped a little toward the boy's lower abdomen...
"Please don't do this."
Holding the slender white and tender hands, the teenager didn't look back. In a serious tone of mercy:
"Although there is a paper engagement, the surrounding situation is not very good, but I still hope you... I urge His Highness Minerva not to practice yourself."
"Do... do practice?"
The first time she heard someone use this vocabulary to herself, inadvertently touching something that was sleeping deep in the heart of the queen girl, she asked openly and replied:
"You... what are you talking about?"
"'You have to do this','Everyone wants me to do this','It's good for the country'-do you think this way, and then use this as a reason for your survival and a basis for action? Convince with helpless ideas For yourself, silently accept what happened to you?"
The gripped hand trembles, as if stabbed into the ground, and then retracted at once, Minerva stared at Roland's turned face.
Serious and a little unbearable, as if crying for others' faces, Minerva saw it for the first time, and pityed her expression as the queen.
(Perhaps she is working hard in her own way. I am also not qualified to say anything about this arrangement, but --)
Roland frowned, and the sad purple pupil reflected Minerva's shaking posture.
It is true that Minerva is impeccable no matter the appearance or style, and the pitiful appearance is very easy to incite men. The moment when the scented body sticks to himself, Roland’s The body reacted very honestly.
But one thing, Roland is completely unacceptable to push this situation to Minerva.
Everyone, even Minerva, considers this political marriage reasonable. This may be impossible to criticize, but Minerva’s own consideration of chastity, her life’s happiness, and her own consideration as props and objects have nothing to do with it. Anger or sorrow, just give it a hug without saying anything. But turning a blind eye to the dilemma she might face in the future, and not thinking about it-this made Roland feel very sad, especially in the context of his clear long-term strategic plan for Alfheim.
ve company and Yalfheim have always considered each other seriously, and Li Lin has never formulated a plan to exterminate humanity. He also strictly prevents the spread of racial superiority and extreme nationalism. One day, ethnic conflicts will be out of control. As long as the conditions are right, Alfheim also does not want to join a racially divided camp. The two sides will end in a fierce overall battle and reach some form of compromise with humanity. Coexistence with them is a result they can accept.
But this big prerequisite is that-Alfheim must become the writer and leading force of the norms of international relations, and become a "transcendental mentor" that surpasses other races. Only by doing this can the elves rest assured. Coexist with humans.
The more popular saying on earth is that to become a country with the status of the Blue Star Five Rogues, it must not be a lame man like a cow or a Gaul chicken. It must be a big tail like eagle sauce and a black rabbit. rogue!
This is inconceivable to human beings. They don’t even dismiss the status of the horses like Hans Meow and the Potted Chicken as elves, letting them become "bald eagles" who "direct the "union" full-world filming"? Or the Goddess of God of the Rabbits, who "win with the United Nations"? Or is it the fighting race that "the oilfield was plugged and the canal was cut and the first thought was to use a nuclear bomb tsar"?
As long as the brain doesn't burn out ~ EbookFREE.me ~ no human likes this idea.
To gain a dominant position, there is no other way than iron and blood.
The elves had long been conscious of this, the expansion of the defense force, the development and production of new weapons, and the perfection of the blitz drill...all in preparation for one day, when the elves' requests were categorically rejected, they made preparations for a military dialogue with the human camp.
"I want the other person to listen carefully to you, speak with peace, and have a gun in your hand. At the same time, you have to let the other person know that you are not only scaring people, you will pull the trigger and send him to the road, so, It’s better to fire a shot first and kill a fool who doesn’t have long eyes so that other fools can be smart."
When Roland was 6 years old, Li Lin explained the national policy of Yalfheim while wiping the shotgun disguised as an umbrella. (To be continued...)
ps: You guys support it, or how does Roland play his subjective kinetic energy! Ha ha!