Fairy’s Box

She was wearing a white gauze skirt, with a flower vine tied to each wrist of her arms, a black ribbon around her waist, and her two thin white legs were directly exposed to the air.

Tree Elf!

Yale noticed that beneath her deliberately loose strands of hair, there were a pair of pointed white ears.

Just as the black-haired knight was observing each other, Marta was also observing him: black hair and pupils, a year or two older than him, a high nose bridge, flat cheekbones, thin lips, not looking like Angry and majestic, the muscle texture like cast iron is daunting.

This human is wearing a dress that he has never seen before, both gorgeous and solemn, embellished with gilt and pendants, and a silver ribbon extending from one epaulette to his chest.

This guy must be a great noble! Bigger than Uncle Charles!

The strangest thing is that even though the other party did not show any hostility, she still had a feeling of being threatened both physically and mentally.

"Marta! You bad boy!"

With a fresh scent, Aisha finally got out of the crowd, her beautiful face was full of anger, she reached out to grab her daughter's ear, but found that she was confronting a human.

"Lord Governor!"

After seeing the appearance of the other party, she subconsciously took a step back.

"you know me?"

Yale tightened his brows and turned his gaze to another tree elf who was approaching. The other party looked like the girl in front of him. She was equally pretty and tall, but she was more mature and weak.

If he hadn't heard them call each other before, he would even have thought that the two tree elves were sisters.

"I was fortunate enough to attend tonight's banquet and met the Governor." She reluctantly replied with a smile.

"Is it……"

The black-haired knight looked at the two aliens mixed into Antrazu, and his expression gradually became cold.

"Aisha! Marta! You guys are running too fast."

With the help of the servant, Charles squeezed out of the crowd, kept wiping his forehead with a handkerchief, and came over panting on crutches. After seeing Yale sitting in front of him, he showed a cautious expression:

"Lord Governor! Why are you here?"

"Who are you?" He looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, looking at him in surprise, his expression softened immediately, it turned out to be a tree elf raised by someone.

"Next is Charles, who attended the Governor's banquet tonight." The middle-aged gentleman explained with a smile.

"It was Mr. Charles."

Yale still didn't know who the other party was. He only remembered the list of donors and investors. Those who didn't spend money simply ignored them.

"What do these two beautiful ladies have to do with you?" he asked curiously.

"Aisha is my lover, and Marta is my adopted daughter." Charles put the handkerchief in his arms, grabbed his lover's slender wrist, and said with a big smile.

"With all due respect, they don't seem to be human, right?" Yale's eyes stayed on Aisha, and the other party hurriedly avoided his gaze.

"..."

The middle-aged gentleman's expression stiffened, and then he quickly squeezed out a smile and said quickly: "They are all tree elves, but they are very good to each other, and they are completely indifferent to each other."

"You don't need to be so nervous, I don't have any ill will towards the tree elves, as long as they keep themselves safe." The black-haired knight waved his hand and said pointedly.

"Of course." The smile on Charles' face softened a lot, and he said hurriedly: "Aisha and Marta are very kind. It can be said that most tree elves get along with humans without a problem."

"That's fine."

At this time, Yale also felt a little nervous. It was really inappropriate to meet him for the first time, so he showed a smile: "It's already late at night, Mr. Charles still has business in a hurry?"

"It has nothing to do with business. Marta is clamoring to see the Sun God Statue, so I can only buy tickets overnight." Having said that, he turned his head and glanced at the tree elf girl, and a trace of love flashed in his eyes.

"I wish you a pleasant trip."

"Thank you for your kind words."

The two men were trying to ease the atmosphere, but Marta gradually tightened her pretty face, and no one noticed that a silver triple meniscus symbol suddenly appeared in her eyes, and disappeared in an instant.

"Mom! He is the God of Destruction!" The tree elf girl grabbed her mother's sleeve and blurted out suddenly.

"Marta! What nonsense are you talking about!" Elsa hurried forward in a panic, covering her daughter's mouth.

"..."

The smile that Yale had just squeezed froze on his face, and then he stopped the polite greeting, and continued to look at the tree elf girl with a search for his eyes.

He had only heard the name of the God of Destruction from the mouth of the big scorpion Anglet. At that time, the evil **** had just finished speaking when he was driven back to his mother world by Mr. Cromwell.

This tree elf girl... seems a little weird.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Marta has absolutely no ill intentions, she was just scared when she was a child... Please don't blame her." Elsa explained with a look of almost crying and bewildered.

"Aisha...Marta...Alas!"

Charles looked at his lover's pretty face that was about to cry, then sighed, and said respectfully to the black-haired knight:

"Your Excellency the Governor! I am willing to provide you with an interest-free loan of 20 million yuan. Please forgive Marta for her unintentional mistakes."

I just said that they were not malicious, and the Governor-General also expressed his belief. As a result, Marta immediately jumped out and shouted the God of Destruction. This is simply slapping them in the face.

What a worry-free child... When things become like this, they can only spend money to avoid disaster.

"Mr. Charles, you don't need to be so nervous. I won't treat her just because of a name."

Yale said, stood up, walked slowly to the tree elf girl who was glaring at him, and looked at her calmly: "I once heard a similar name from another person."

"Woooooo!"

Marta broke free from her mother's arm, stretched out her small chest, and looked directly at each other without showing any signs of timidity:

"Who is he?"

"This is not important."

The black-haired knight smiled and said meaningfully: "The important thing is that this title represents hostility. If you want to live a good life in this world, you will forget the memory you brought from Ovidis."

At this moment, a mechanical female voice sounded in the waiting hall:

"The medium-sized airship No. 291 flying to Asia Minor. When it arrives, please board the ship in time and pay attention to the safety of your belongings. Thank you."

"Your Excellency, the airship we took has arrived."

Charles protected the two women with amnesty, grabbed a female tree elf with one hand, and said apologetically, "Please allow me to apologize again for Marta's rudeness, I'm really sorry."

"I wish you all a pleasant journey."

Yale smiled indifferently, watching their figures go away, and then sat back in place.