"Sorry, I lost my temper." Keke Yala's face was a little weird, even a little puzzled: "You have the blood of our elves?"
Beta shook his head: "Probably not."
"Then how can you use the natural energy of our elves." Keke Yala looked up and down Beta's body suspiciously, as if wanting to see a flower on his body.
Beta just simulated the frequency with which druids assimilated World Tree spiritual power fragments, and it turned out.
Although the shortcomings are still obvious, for example, the conversion efficiency is too poor.
The mental power consumed by Beta just now is enough for him to cast five Pyroblasts, but in exchange for natural magic, it is just a simple plant growth magic.
Extremely bad value.
But even so, he was still very happy. This will definitely happen when any newly acquired ability, or knowledge, is unfamiliar at first.
But Beta believes that as long as he continues to study, he will definitely find a way to use natural magic as flexibly and conveniently as the elves.
"It seems that you are more suitable to be our tribe." Keke Yala smiled and did not speak again.
In the ice and snow, a forest suddenly appeared in the south, and most importantly, I heard that there will be many elves there in the future. This caused people in Woking City to talk about it.
However, no objections were raised. Now in Woking City, you can see cat people, werewolves, fox people, etc. from time to time, as well as beautiful beckoning cats. It is not a bad thing to have another elf race.
Coco Yala named this forest 'Singra', which means a new starting point. It can be seen how much she expected from this place.
Afterwards, the guards of the temple protected Singora. Just as Beta said, the elves can come and go freely, but other races cannot enter this forest without the permission of the elves.
Emilia moved in too.
The druids used natural magic to transform several big trees into beautiful tree houses, and each of them lived in one room.
Although living in the guest house is very comfortable, Emilia still feels that living in the tree house makes her feel more at ease.
Just as he was tidying up the room and putting in some simple wooden furniture, he heard a knock on the door.
When I opened the door, it was Coco Yala.
"Can I come in and sit down?"
"Please come in, ma'am." Emilia opened the door wider, and then closed it gently after the other party came in.
The two sides sat down.
"Sorry, the house I just moved into doesn't have anything to entertain you." Emilia said apologetically.
Coco Yala waved her hand and said, "I understand. This visit is mainly to tell you one thing."
After a short pause, Keke Yala stared at the other party and continued: "Your husband, I hope you can return to the Elf Forest. He said he missed you very much."
Emilia showed a shy smile: "He really said that. I'm very embarrassed."
Coco Yala said: "But I told him that among the elves, there are very few people who can serve as diplomats or envoys. Only those who have a calm personality and a weak family sentiment can stay outside for a long time. You are a very Good envoy seedling, I don't want you to resign, after all, you haven't even been out for half a year. You can do longer in this position."
Emilia nodded: "I think so too. I don't want to go home yet."
Keke Yala took a deep look at her: "I will help you with your husband's persuasion work. But compared with you, your husband is too content with a peaceful life."
"Aren't all the men of our clan like this?" Emilia smiled.
Keke Yala also smiled: "It wasn't before. Most of the male tribesmen more than 10,000 years ago were hard-working men, and their mobility was so strong that they were even a bit rude. When did our male tribesmen become like this? Like this."
Emilia also sighed softly: "Only when you come out and see the world, can you understand that our elves are indeed approaching the edge of the cliff, and you can also understand why you act so aggressively, ma'am."
Keke Yala looked at her and asked suddenly: "Do you think it would be a good idea for our elves to marry people in Woking City on a large scale?"
"I don't know." Emilia shook her head: "I have been out for less than half a year, and I was an ordinary elf before, with little experience and no long-term vision, so I can't guess it."
"That's it." Keke Yala felt a little pity. It was a pity that there was finally a person of the same sex who understood her, but the other party did not have the corresponding insight and ability.
At this time, Beta met Frey in her study.
Compared with the last meeting, it was a little clearer. The sense of charm has become much less, but the pure and strong temperament has become stronger.
"You are not Theodore." Beta looked Fleur up and down: "Are you the real master of this body?"
Fleur's eyes lit up: "Can you see it?"
"The temperament is different." Beta said with a smile: "The frequency of the soul fluctuation is also different. The soul fluctuation is actually much more recognizable than the face."
Fleur let out a breath, and slumped on the chair as if she had no bones. Before she came, she was afraid that Beta would not believe what she said, and then go to torture without saying a word.
Although she really wanted to discuss the matter with Beta, she really didn't know what the other party thought. Just rely on one breath and your own intuition to make a decision.
Looking at Fleur, Beta waited for her to catch her breath, and asked, "Is Theodore dead?"
"died."
Fleur sat up straight and directly explained what happened. As she spoke, she wept several times. Beta could see that she was indeed full of grievances.
My most trusted grandfather actually robbed my body. The territory that could have been inherited was occupied by someone, and was wanted by a god religion.
No matter what happens, it can completely knock down people with weaker xinxing. As for her alone, she has taken up all three things, and she has been able to survive until now because her heart is so tough that she is about to become stainless steel.
Hearing that Theodore died under Kyle's phoenix flame, Beta sighed for a while.
The Phoenix Flame is designed to burn evil souls, and Fleur's soul can survive this kind of blue fire, which is enough to show that she is a good child.
"I have a few questions I want to ask you." Beta waited for Fleur to return to normal after her grief, and said, "What is the origin of the Mysterious Eye Organization, and who is the leader?"
"I don't know the leader's name, but the code name is Phantom." Fleur said weakly and explained: "I don't know much, after all, my soul was afraid to move in the sea of consciousness at that time, for fear of being discovered by grandpa, so I could only Occasionally see some fragments."
"Then tell me everything you know."
Fleur thought for a while, then continued: "There are eight people in the organization, besides the leader, Phantom, and me... that's Grandpa, codenamed Cow."
The corner of Beta's mouth twitched slightly, and her eyes couldn't help falling on Fleur's chest.
She is indeed qualified to be called this code name.
Fleur felt a burst of moxibustion in her chest, subconsciously hugged her chest, and then continued: "Alcador, code-named Bat, was killed by the brave Kyle."
Beta nodded. When he went to see Kyle last time, he heard what his students said, and guessed that the bat was Alcador.
I have to say, this bat is a bit of an idiot, even if it provokes me, it might still survive. Who is not easy to provoke, but to provoke the brave, it is strange not to be burned to scum by the fire of justice.
"There are also five other people, Scorpion, Black Tiger, White Snake, Hungry Wolf and Iron Eater. I have never seen these five people, but I have only heard of their names."
Beta frowned: "So, what is the purpose and purpose of the Misty Eyes organization?"
"I don't know." Fleur shook her head: "Sorry, I really don't dare to peek at the memory casually, for fear of being discovered."
Seeing Fleur's slightly frightened little round face, Beta sighed helplessly. I thought that there would be a breakthrough in the intelligence of the Misty Eyes organization, but I didn't expect that this girl simply knew the code names of some people.
"Then what are your plans next?" Beta asked.
Fleur looked confused: "I don't know either."
"Why don't you stay in Woking City." Beta said to her: "You are a great swordsman with good combat effectiveness. In addition, you were once the heir to a territory, so you should have basic administrative capabilities. So You have two options, one is to join my temple guard group, and the other is to join my administrative department."
"I..." Fleur opened her mouth, unable to speak.
"Don't rush to reply, you can rest for a few more days, and then answer when you calm down." Beta tapped the table lightly: "Now go to the city hall to find Emma, and she will arrange accommodation for you .”
After slightly bowing to Beta, Fleur left the room.
Shirley, who had been staying beside her all the time, walked up to Beta and said with a smile, "What a 'chested' girl, you should like this type very much."
Beta said flatly: "Not as beautiful as you, really."
"I know she's not as pretty as me. But don't you men prefer to pick wild flowers?" She would be very happy to be able to tease Beta.
Beta rolled her eyes helplessly, now Shirley is getting more and more 'naughty'. But that's exactly what Beta wants to see. Between husband and wife, there is no need for so many courtesies.
In the past, Shirley was too centered on him, and she was always afraid that if she didn't do something small, she would make him angry. This is not good.
Shirley chuckled and went out to continue working.
Fleur left the Santo's Mansion, she turned her head to look at the majestic gate of the Santo's Mansion, feeling a little unbelievable.
Let yourself go so easily
It was almost like a dream.
Next, go to the city hall... Frey acted according to Beta's words. For some reason, she never thought of leaving, not at all.
It's like a matter of course.
Coming to the gate of the city hall, Fleur saw a young man walking out quickly.
This young man has a very high aura, and he looks like a strong man, but his expression is ugly for some reason, as sad as a dead parent.
"There is actually a man..."
Fleur heard the young man muttering away like a bereaved dog.