At that time, the next day, Egil felt that sleeping in the so-called tribe was better than living in a marching tent, and then prepared to move out. The entire forest elves' tribe was empty, and most of the elves were all concentratedly taken care of. Because Egil Jingno and the food he finally paid for, the lowest black bread, and the bran eaten by the animals, the elves did not resist at all, and even seemed very happy.

Although it is something for animals to eat, it is a good thing for the elves who only breathe in one breath. In other words, in this case, all the things that can fill their stomachs are good things.

There were only some Norman soldiers in the tribe, just like their commander and emperor, who were bored and leisurely and had nothing to do. Egil was too lazy to care. After a big battle, the soldiers had to relax and relax the forest elves, all skinny and boneless, and they could not squeeze out any oil and water. There was nothing to grab.

The thin, monkey-like, with strange hud patterns on his face, the Norman soldiers really looked down on the elf woman with tattoos. In addition, the weather was very good. Therefore, except for a few people who really had nothing to do, everyone else was huddled in the tent and surrounded the campfire to keep warm.

"So, there is really nothing to see in this place - it's awesome." Egil sighed like this, and prepared to go back to his room and find a girl to do something. Although the daytime proclaims lust and other things are done by the foolish monarch, it doesn't matter now.

"It's true that I think the elf woman is beautiful, does she have an aesthetic view? That virtue is no different from a monkey." Egil walked forward while talking to himself. As a result, he didn't know why he walked a bad road and couldn't find the way back after a few turns.

It started to snow again at this moment. Egil saw that there was a house in front of him, which was quite complete, so he was ready to go inside and hide for a while before talking about it.

Then, Egil arrived at the door of the room and opened the door with a creaking sound. He saw a smell of old scent in the room rushing to his face. Sitting on the bed, an elf with no eyes heard the sound of the door opening, and his eyes burst out with amazing demeanor in an instant. However, when he carefully identified and saw Egil wearing silver-white armor pushing the door, the elf's eyes dimmed again.

"...How did you live to this day?" At that time, Egil was also shocked. If the elves before were skinny and bone-skinned, just a description, then this elves were indeed skinny and bone-skinned. Her whole face was like a skeleton. The ribs on her body were visible. The total length of her whole body would not exceed fifteen kilograms. I really don't know how she survived it.

"You" Egil didn't know what to say, so in the end, it was the elf who spoke. In fact, Egil thought that she could be considered an amazing miracle.

What she said was a question, very good: "Who are you?"

"I am the emperor." After confirming that there was no danger and that he was very curious, Egil decided to chat with her. So he said his identity. Fortunately, the other party saw that Egil was a human, so he did not use the local dialect of the elves, but the Gaelic language used by the British Celtics. Egil could barely understand it.

After hearing Egil's own identity, the elf paused for a moment and seemed not to understand. So Egil said in detail: "I am the husband of the Norman Empire, the Emperor of the Holy Roman Empire, the husband of the Queen of Ross, the Queen of Britain, and the commander of the Normans who fought against you." After saying such words, Egil immediately regretted (the book fan was frightened, and when he was excited, he was scared to death.

However, beyond Egil's expectations, the elf on the opposite side not only did not feel scared when he heard that he called himself Emperor Norman, but instead showed an excited look. This made Egil feel very strange.

"You, are you really the Emperor of Norman?" The other party struggled, as if he wanted to move, and approach Egil a little closer. But she didn't even have the strength to do so. In the end, she could only fall down helplessly and fall on the bed. Egil walked forward and looked at her. She felt that the elf was about to die. So she wanted to get it faster and end the conversation.

"Yes, I am definitely not wrong with Emperor Norman. Who are you? What are you doing?" Egil thought for a while and added a question: "What is the reason that keeps you alive until now?" "I... ". Just an insignificant woman. Your Majesty...". Wait for others. He promised me that he would come back after the war and me.

Wedding is held. "...You are here to show that the war is over, right?"

"...wrong." Although this elf was an enemy, Egil couldn't help but start to feel sorry for her. It seemed that for this woman, war, victory, who will rule, or her future life, there was no importance of her fiancé. In this world, she only had her fiancé...that's all.

Ah, ah... ".Lan, the war is over, is he back?"

"...Egil did not answer, or, I don't know how to answer, "He is indeed eloquent and sensible. But he did not need to, nor did he want to deceive this poor female elf.

"So... ".° is dead, right?" Seeing Egil's answer, the female elf was not a fool. She quickly understood what Egil's silence meant. Disappointment, panic, sadness, and all kinds of negative emotions attacked her, making her eyes stunned for a moment, as if dead. At the corner of her eyes, two drops of turbid tears flowed out.

"I'm very sorry, this lady." Egil nodded and treated her like this.

"Please let me be quiet alone, Your Majesty the Emperor." At that time, the female elf said such words with the last little strength, and then her body trembled. Egil stretched out his right fingers and pointed it in front of her nose. Sure enough, there was already a breath.

He sighed softly, and then walked out quietly without any sound. He had no idea what he should think of, and felt very uncomfortable. Just as he walked for a while, he saw a group of Norman soldiers coming in front of him. Egil called their length and told him to walk along the way. There was a dead elf in a room. He asked them to deal with it and buried her.

Although the Norman soldiers did not like this job very much, they could not ignore the emperor's orders. So they saluted, lined up in two rows, and quickly disappeared around the corner.

But Egil still felt uncomfortable. This had nothing to do with war. It was not because Egil felt that he owed anyone. War would kill people, no matter who it was, swords and crossbows were treated equally. Egil was thinking about another thing.

"Tell me, where is the queen?" Egil began to look for Artoria in a hurry. When he met someone, he went up to ask. He could not bear it even for another second. It was as if he was a little late, his wife would become like the female elf, tragically dead.

Soon, in a slightly flat open space, Egil saw Artoria who was fully armed, holding a black sword of victory and vows, and was honing his martial arts. Seeing the girl still looking alive, Egil finally breathed a sigh of relief. Then he ran over while calling Artoria.

"One Egil?" Artoria was a little surprised during this period of time, usually when she and Egil were acting separately. According to Artoria's experience, Egil should have found one of his lovers at this time, and was talking about love or doing things. I really didn't expect that he would suddenly appear in front of him.

Then Egil ran over, hugged Artoria, and hugged her very, very hard, as if afraid that she would disappear.

"What's wrong with you?" Although it was very strange, Artoria could also feel that Egil seemed to be stimulated, so she immediately withdrew her sword and saved Egil.

"It's just a little bit, I saw something bad." Egil closed his eyes and felt Artoria in his arms, and the warmth of her body came from her breastplate. She said this to her - Ni?" "What's the matter?" Although Egil said this, Artoria still felt that things were not that simple. So she tried to ask in a gentle voice.

"We, always together, aren't we?" Egil asked.

"Of course, we will be together forever." Artoria replied.

On November 20, one month after the Norman Empire quelled the Welsh Forest Elves Rebellion.

The return warships arrived in Konisburg. Together with the Norman army, there were 4,100 forest elves slaves. They would be placed in hundreds of different royal estates, royal mines, royal ranches and royal fishing grounds.

Survive there as His Majesty Egil's slave. Some of them are even more lucky to be locked up in the Krakow Zoo and exhibit together with rare birds and beasts transported from all over the world.

The ticket price is not expensive, only one Norman King is required.

After completing this battle to encircle forest elves, the entire continent and the entire European world finally became calm.

Under the strong pressure of the Norman Empire, almost all of the continental countries were his vassal states or allies who breathed their noses. There was no possibility of war between these countries. Although there were still a large number of pagans in the border areas of Asia Minor and North Africa and Morocco, these were just injustice. The Norman order created by Egil and the three emperors' concurrent system will ensure the balance of the next hundreds of years, at least now, most Europeans think so.
Chapter completed!