Chapter 37 Little Diana

The man sitting in the middle raised his head, with the same long silver gray hair as the prince and the same purple eyes as the queen. When he saw someone coming, the nibble stopped. The undead seemed to really like to laugh, and those ministers and servants also stopped to laugh, laughing like shadow ghosts. They looked at them as if they were looking at something strange.

It seemed that a strong wind suddenly blew, and the torch in my cousin's hand and the lantern on his black and straight hand suddenly went out. It was probably that the other party wanted them to "do as they go."

The man still sits on the throne casually, without the so-called royal etiquette, "Elf's?"

Mancao came out of the team, stood in front of his cousin, straightened his back and raised his head, "Your Majesty, we are here this time to discuss with the undead about the dispatch of soldiers by the human race."

Hearing this, the man came down from the throne and came to her. He tilted his head and narrowed his eyes. "Emity? Or a friend?"

She remembered the knight and queen who angered the man, "Friend."

"I think so," the man turned his head and laughed twice. "If I hadn't taken action, that man would have been just an incompetent kid now... Since he is a friend, are you going to send troops or send corpses?"

She remembered the cannibal bud that sent the knight to the undead. Will it be the "weapon" given by the undead king to the elf king Casa?

Mancao hesitated. She really didn't know what the Elf Queen should say at this time. Although she wanted to direct the scene, as an actress, she didn't get the script.

As the king of the elf clan, Casa was driven out by his own people and lived on the ancient tree with a small number of people. Although that man is a little calculating, at least he is also a person who cares about what the people think of him. Not to mention the image, a small number of the people have been killed, and his real king is almost hopeless.

Will that be the delivery of the body? Where did the body come from? Is it a dead elf or a living elf? The elf above the ancient tree or the elf under the ancient tree?

"Your Majesty, what do you think?" She can only answer questions with questions.

The man still squinted and raised the corners of his mouth, "Aren't you the 'corpse' he sent?"

The corners of Mancao's eyes twitched, "Your Majesty, don't laugh."

As soon as the words fell, there were many strange voices behind him, "How could our family let the king die later!"

She almost forgot that there were more than a dozen elf NPCs behind her. And these NPCs may really come to pull hatred... "corpses".

After all, the Queen's diary said that when the queen left, there were much fewer elves...

When the man heard the words, he looked at her fixedly and wrapped his fingers around her black hair, "Oh? Are you the queen of the elves?"

The group of "corpses" behind him who were not afraid of death began to spread the love between Casa and her, saying that their king was very distressed for the queen and would not let her die.

And she also firmly believes that they are the corpses that come to pull hatred. For the king who eats his queen when he is angry, can she really understand what they are talking about?

When Mancao was about to plead for them, the man pulled back his finger, "Just..." and said to the maid next to him, "You! Take the queen to the bedroom that was empty before!"

And the empty bedroom...

The wide room, the black and brown traces on the ground, the white bones in the corner... There is a portrait of a woman hanging on the wall. The woman in the painting has rare long amber hair, but the painting style is too curious, and the smile looks very strange and frightening.

Is this the bedroom of the undead queen?

"Hey!" A little girl with the same hair color as the woman in the picture ran over and pulled her skirt. She didn't have time to change the skirt after marriage. "Beautiful woman!"

The girl has a bright smile, which is very common in other places, but it is a smile that has never been seen since Mancao came here.

Her smile illuminates the dark undead like the winter sun...

Mancao finally smiled, squatted down and looked at her at the same height. "Hello."

She finally met her...

The only warmth and hope of the undead, the future queen of the undead...

Diana...

"My name is Diana! Let's be good friends!" The girl looked at her innocently and pulled her skirt and didn't let go.

"Good." She answered, "Diana, don't be the same patriarch as your father." The patriarch who took the undead to the end.

The girl's eyes were full of doubt, "Why?"

"Because your father didn't protect the undead." Although, so are you.

"Why?"

"It will soon come to fight the undead not only the human race, but also the werewolf and mermaid race, as well as many other races. The people of the undead who do not have the ability to protect themselves will be harmed. For example, you... and those people who may follow you.

"Why?"

Mancao touched her head according to the script and her heart.

History, as long as the original is reproduced, it will be fine.

Because she doesn't know what kind of road the road that really belongs to the undead is.

Because she doesn't know whether the unwalked road will be more rugged and tragic for the future than the current one.

Because she doesn't know... whether fate has already been arranged.

...Sometimes, some things, no matter how hard you try, are in vain.

She has a deep understanding of this...

So even if she knows what will happen in the future, she can't say anything.

However, there is one thing she wants to change. "No matter where you arrive at the end, whether it is the place you want to go most or not, don't question and blame yourself for the past. Because in the past, I just walked firmly, for myself at that time... the way I wanted to go most.

The girl looked at her incomprehensiblely and finally nodded.

Play the role of the queen and see the girl leave. She closed the stone door and blocked the disturbance of the outside world.

"Little vine grass! Let's apply for the North Film Studio in the college entrance examination next year!" My cousin slapped her on the back and was almost patted with a mouthful of old blood.

"No." She quickly flashed behind her black and straight body and kept a distance from an obscene woman.

The two men caught and dodged through the black and straight, and the three people standing next to them laughed.

"Oh, oh, oh, now is not the time to play 'Eagle Catch Chicken'." The glasses lady was struck by lightning, which made her cousin scorched and tender inside.

"Let's collect intelligence." After Lori finished speaking, the royal sister had already opened the stone door.

The glasses girl struck her cousin with lightning strikes again, and took the opportunity to pull the vine grass behind her with an agile hand that did not match her simple and honest smile. She looked at the two backs walking out of the door, "They are all remote crispy..."

Hei Chang nodded to her and immediately caught up with the two people.