7. King Adelf of Prussia
Clearly, my actions with Nilu, as well as my true identity as Oqilide, were likely revealed to the Kingdom of Prussia at some point, by someone unknown. The scene I encountered today cannot simply be explained as a coincidence; it is evident that those elves were lying in wait for Nilu and me. Rather, the appearance of those two orcs could be considered a true coincidence.
However, knowing this was of no use. That night, Nilu and I were caught red-handed. Although I had a script that allowed for a potential escape during our capture, taking Nilu with me and ensuring her safety was utterly impossible. I was also afraid of the cliché where “while running, I trip and fall, and in my attempt to rescue her, I get shot, causing Nilu’s little universe to explode.”
Thus, the subsequent developments were quite simple: Nilu and I were “invited” back by this group of unidentified elves overnight. The only relief was that our treatment seemed rather decent; even upon discovering my identity, they didn’t stab me to death . This situation was indeed strange, and the script was vague. I didn’t dare to ask, as I was not only afraid of a death script but also had to protect Nilu, who was caught up in this mess.
On the way back, at this moment.
The carriage carrying Nilu and me was surrounded by elves, armed with bows and arrows, resembling those wielding automatic rifles. Knowing that the script didn’t involve any “death, death, death” for the time being, I was somewhat calm, but Nilu seemed a bit restless.
“Mr. Oqilide, those people…”
“Nilu, don’t be nervous.”
At this moment, I couldn’t afford to admire Nilu’s “peaks” beside me; she was clearly anxious. These elves could have approached me directly if they had something against me. I knew from the script that there was no way to avoid this , so I had resigned myself to it. Yet, they seemed to have decided on a whim to capture me…
I shook my head, not wanting to think too much about it; comforting Nilu was the priority.
“From what I can see, the elves’ methods are relatively mild. Let’s just cooperate; we were planning to go to the elven capital anyway, and their actions have saved us quite a bit of trouble.”
Compared to being captured, I was more worried about Nilu’s “script.” To avoid any “explosions of her little universe due to fleeing,” I thought it best to keep Nilu steady. After all… Nilu’s upgrade script was truly omnipresent; with the The slightest misstep, my maid could turn into a “queen.”
[Nilu unleashed powerful strength due to assisting Oqilide in escaping.]
See? There was no way to run.
“As for Kfeier and the escape, we’ll find a way later. Just listen to me for now, okay?”
Nilu’s silence made her seem somewhat unfamiliar to me for a moment, but I didn’t have time to ponder. The next moment, her silence, which I found hard to endure, finally broke. She smiled at me with bright eyes and nodded.
“I will always follow your orders, Mr. Oqilide.”
Uh, it sounds quite flattering for a man, but why do I feel a chill behind me…?
Having decided not to resist or look for an opportunity to escape, our journey became much easier. If it weren’t for the constant surveillance, I could almost consider this a trip under someone else’s protection. The scenery of the elven Kingdom of Prussia was indeed different from other places.
In the eyes of most people, elves might only be thought to dwell in various forests, their homes not being houses but tree hollows. They would be seen wearing clothes made of leaves, flaunting their long, pale legs while wielding bows and arrows, ready to shoot any orc they encounter.
However, the reality was different from the outdated information derived from the mystery and isolation of the Kingdom of Prussia. Various conditions, geographical locations, and racial conflicts led to the Kingdom of Prussia appearing somewhat “smaller” compared to the grand Empire of Louie IV . Yet, returning to the elven capital after a long time still gave me a sense of entering a “different era.”
The elves’ use of magic had transcended mere combat; although they still adhered to a class system, magic had become more akin to “technology.” The streets were orderly, filled with intelligent devices reminiscent of the little pony class that had tragically perished at Kfeier’s hands. The elves here were far from the primitive race that merely covered their vital parts with leaves; instead, they exhibited a martial spirit similar to that of the Rosian Empire under Emperor Letty, with most elves dressed in military uniforms. Their hatred for the orc Austro-Hungarian tribes was unabated, with the streets plastered with menacing posters of orcs, as if to ensure everyone knew how terrifying they were.
High-tech elves in uniforms, niiiiice!
But if such beings had their sights set on me, it wouldn’t feel pleasant. After all, as the escorting team led Nilu and me through layer upon layer of checkpoints, accompanied by the emergence of the script, I began to understand who had captured me.
[The King of the Kingdom of Prussia has set his sights on Oqilide.]
Sure enough, aside from the royal family, no one else would dare to kidnap a foreign legal citizen at night. Only the King of Prussia would choose to lie in wait for me after receiving intelligence about my notorious reputation as the charlatan Oqilide. At this point, I had to be thankful that I hadn’t done anything wrong in Prussia before; otherwise, this King would have likely stabbed me to death on the spot.
At the end of the journey, Nilu and I were taken to the palace of the Purus Kingdom, rich in a sense of the times and the unique artistic flair of the elves. Shortly after, I was forced to temporarily part ways with Miss Nilu and was arranged to wait alone in a room.
It seemed full of flaws, with layers upon layers of death scripts outside the door, each one blocking my thoughts of escaping with Nilu. Then, before I could prepare myself, the door was opened from the outside, and a short yet somewhat familiar figure walked in.
The petite figure, dressed in a black uniform, had a build that suggested her status was not ordinary, as evidenced by the insignia on her shoulder. Golden hair cascaded down, and her long ears, paired with that unforgettable smile, instantly reminded me of who this elven girl was.
After all, just a few days ago, it was this “adorable little girl” who had provoked the beastmen into a ruckus at the inn!
“Hehe~”
She looked at me with a triumphant smile, hands on her hips and head held high. “They say you’re a notorious villain, but you don’t seem so disgusting in person, huh~”
【King Adave of the Purus Kingdom has kidnapped Euclid.】
I should have anticipated this; it was the same last time. The last time involved sending a little girl home in the middle of the night, and this time, I was left with nothing to do but stand up for an elven girl.
Last time it was Leti, and this time… I had inadvertently provoked the King of the Purus Kingdom.
Indeed, one should never provoke a girl walking by the roadside!