The Drunk Elven Queen

Sophia stood at the entrance of the tavern in shock.

She looked at her queen hanging on the body of a young boy like a koala bear.

She kept rubbing her face against his cheek, mumbling coquettishly.

Alan was also speechless. He thought that this lady had a decent tolerance for alcohol, but who knew that her alcohol limit was only half a pot of red wine. Not only was she drunk, but she also acts out when she's drunk.

Although she was warm and soft in his arms, was as beautiful as a fairy, and any man would enjoy being held on by such beauty, for a thin and weak young man like him, he could not bear the weight of 100 pounds handing off of him over a long period...

Alan tried for a while to struggle free, but not only did he not pull the female elf off his body, she held on to him even tighter.

The female elf kept saying, "I don't want to be the elven queen anymore. How can a queen be as happy as an ordinary person?"

Alan was stunned when he heard that. This lady was the elven queen!

He thought that the first guest he brought back was an ordinary elven girl, but in the end, this drunken woman was actually the elven queen!?

Suddenly, Alan felt a headache coming on. He wouldn't be silenced, would he? Not only did he kidnap the queen from her territory, he even got her drunk...

Thinking of the consequences, he couldn't help but shudder. It was as if the temperature in the tavern suddenly dropped.

He heard that the elves were all peace-loving, gentle, and kind girls. They would probably be willing to listen to his explanation and not have a bad temper like the blazing tiger...

"Your Majesty... can you get off me first?" Alan asked tentatively.

"What? You want me to eat you?"The queen raised her head from Alan's shoulder and cupped his face with both hands, looking all over his face. "No, elves don't eat humans..."

Alan could not help but wail in his heart. Too Close! ! Too Close! Too Close! ! ! !

The moment she cupped Alan's face, under the dim candlelight, he could clearly see the tiny pores on her face. Her clear blue eyes were watery, and her red cheeks were the most natural makeup, it made the originally elegant elven queen look a little more like a young girl.

Alan was somewhat at a loss. His gaze was erratic, but he did not look at her face.

"Young man, I see that you have a delicate face and strange bones. Why don't you become the queen of the Forest of Elves?" The elven queen in his arms suddenly became excited. Her long legs clamped on Alan's waist and she climbed up his torso.

The pain made Alan suck in a breath of cold air.

"No, why did the topic turn to this..." Aaron said helplessly.

"Sob sob sob sob... sob sob..." the elven queen, who was very excited just now, suddenly burst into tears. Just as Aaron was feeling puzzled, she continued to speak.

"Mother... why did you abandon Orina? I don't want to be queen..."

This was the first time Alan knew the elven queen's name.

Listening to the girl who was hanging on his body crying, rambling on about the pain in her heart over the years, made his heart hurt.

Orina, despite being the elven queen, was not happy.

Her mother, the previous elven queen, had led the elven race to participate in the war between the gods and the demons 800 years ago.

That unprecedented war involved all the races on the continent and lasted for 100 years.

Countless races died and their populations dwindled. The eight major races had no choice but to propose a truce.

During the 700 years of the truce, various races repopulated and gradually recovered their vitality. The continent also slowly became lively.

The previous elven queen passed away 200 years ago before her daughter could grow up, due to her severe injuries that were left unattended for too long.

Orina's fate was determined from the moment she was born. Other than learning how to manage the elves, she spent the rest of her childhood training.

In front of outsiders, she was a dignified and elegant elven queen with great strength. However, after she got drunk, she was just a girl who was suffocated by the burden to maintain the livelihood of her race...

Alan felt a little sympathy for this young queen. He gently patted the girl's back to calm her down.

"Bang..."

A loud sound came from the door. Alan, who was holding Orina in his arms, was startled. The human-shaped koala that was hanging on his body slid down a little.

Alan reached out and lifted her up. He held the female elf in his arms and stood on the other side of the bar counter. He turned his head and locked eyes with another female elf who was standing at the door.

Seeing the shocked and dumbfounded look on the female elf's face, Alan thought to himself, 'oh no, looks like the parents have arrived...'

Sofia's heart skipped a beat. Was this coquettish elf girl who hung herself on a man still the dignified and elegant queen of her family??

"You... you... you bastard put Orina down now!" She shouted at Alan.

Alan recognized the female elf standing opposite of him as the owner of the Elf Tavern.

"No, let me explain..."

As Alan spoke, he subconsciously lifted Orina, who had gradually lost her strength after crying and had passed out from drunkenness, fearing that she may fall to the ground.

"Damn it, where are your hands touching! Remove your hands now!"

Sophia watched Alan's actions and her exquisite face turned terrifying due to anger. At this moment, the simple tavern lobby seemed to have turned into hell, and the flames of anger that were like hellfire pounced straight at him.

Hearing her scream, Alan unconsciously pinched the soft flesh under his hands. It was round and elastic. Judging from the feel of his hands, he determined that she was someone who exercised all year round.

Alan turned his head and looked down. Based on the rough range of his gaze, he could confirm that the part that his hands were supporting was Orina's buttocks.

Seeing the teenager's subconscious actions, Sofia felt that her 500 years of self-restraint were about to be thrown away like trash.

"No... No, it's not what you see. This is a misunderstanding..."Alan quickly raised his hands to prove his innocence.

However, Orina, who was already drunk and had no strength, lost Alan's support and completely slipped off his body.

"Orina!" Seeing that her queen was about to fall to the ground, Sophia rushed in through the door.

Alan was flustered and tried to hold Orina upright again.

Sophia, who rushed over, pushed Alan away. She gently held her queen's shoulder and gently leaned her against her chest. She looked lovingly at the queen's drunken sleeping face and raised her head to glare at Alan.

"You brat, what were you thinking! What were your intentions towards our Queen?"

"No, let me explain... things are not what you think they are. Orina was just..."Alan pointed at her, who was leaning against Sofia's arms. He was just about to explain when he suddenly stopped and froze on the spot.

Sofia was puzzled. She followed his line of sight and lowered her head to look at her queen.

She saw that Orina's elegant emerald-green dress was scrunched up due to the ordeal just now. Not to mention, her collar was already half-open, revealing a snow-white hemisphere on her chest. Her face was flushed red, coupled with her fair skin, and her red lips were slightly parted.

This pure and lustful look was extremely alluring to even Sophia, not to mention the little boy who had never seen the world before.

"If you keep looking, I'll gouge your eyes out." At this moment, Alan felt that he saw the devil behind Sophia.

Hearing her, he immediately averted his gaze. The scene just now had quite a big impact on him. Even if he averted his gaze, that dazzling snow-white color kept flashing in his mind.

As a self-proclaimed Casanova, Alan could not help but feel a surge of emotions at this moment.