Brando knows that the interest of the fairies can be wider than the stars in the sky, and their topics can be longer than the holy river of elves flowing in St. Osor, and they are also eloquent, if they arouse their curiosity. , I can talk in your ears for three days and three nights, but I can't finish it.
This is a big trouble not inferior to dusk.
Brando saw that the little fairy was still planning to speak, and quickly took out a honey candy ball from her purse and stuffed it into her mouth with three fingers. The goblin widened her eyes and made a grunt of protest, but the honey melted in her mouth, and she quickly squinted her eyes with comfort, like a cat being stroked.
"Mmm... Anything else?" she asked vaguely.
"Enough for you to eat from morning to night, but if you don't eat quickly, they will all melt." Brando replied.
These sugars were originally the snacks of Lord Roman, and most of them were looted from Little Fat Dragon Star. In order to satisfy the requirements of this Little Fat Dragon, Brando opened a sugar factory in Tonigel. , Miss Merchant unceremoniously divided up half of the shares. These shares were not gold coins, but half of the output.
He still remembers how the little fat dragon was crying in a mess to seek justice for himself, only to be driven out by Hippamila.
It can be seen that self-inflicted evil cannot live.
The little fairy believed Brando’s words and quickly accelerated the speed of eating. Unfortunately, her teeth were small and white, but she couldn't bite much in one bite, so she could only use her small tongue to lick the huge sugar ball. Fortunately, this is the simple happiness of the fairies, and she quickly forgot other things in it.
It's just that the appearance of sticking out a small slap from time to time and sucking the honey on the five fingers one by one is really unsightly.
Malocha shook his mane and let the little goblin slip from the top of his head to his back, seemingly afraid that the little guy might get honey on his head.
"A crystal stag," Bai Wu tilted his head and looked at Malocha, exclaiming in his mouth: "They are elemental creatures born in the shallow sea. I didn't expect you to have such a summoned object."
Andesa watched the scene of Brando summoning Malocha in awe. She didn't know much about the Journeyman, but the less she knew, the more she was afraid of this powerful and mysterious power.
"Can Malocha take us to find the Tilmers?" Brando asked.
"Of course," Bai Wu replied affirmatively, "They are the best guides in the mist. Some Tilmians will maintain a good relationship with the Crystal Stag, and they believe that the Crystal Stag will bring good luck."
"Then can it take us directly to the mountain where the storm ceases?"
Bai Wu shook his head: "I don't know that. I have only been here two or three times with Queen Wu."
Brando turned around and said to Malocha: "We need to find the Tilmers, Malocha, can you find them?"
The tall stag nodded: "My lord, I know where they will come and go. The Tilmers will hunt sharp seals in the misty sea near the Mirror Coast, but they do not appear every day, but if you are lucky. They will leave a path of light there, and we can find the course of the Tyrmus through the path of light through the mist."
"Don't the Tilmers have a fixed foothold?"
"They are sea people. They have a huge fleet. These fleets move along the path of light, and only occasionally stop on ice floes or islands." It stopped: "In fact, Lord Lord, we need to find Tiermos. I am not the best guide, Miss Mias is."
"She?" Brando looked back at the little goblin lying on Malocha's back, who was fighting with the sugar ball in his hand, and there was no time for him to care.
"The elves have a very good relationship with the Tyrmes. The elves are full of reverence for the element masters, and the elves are the darlings of the elemental planes. The elves think they are gods, and sometimes they talk about them. There will be many fairies on the boats of the Elmos." Malocha replied: "The fairies can always find the Tilmos. Stay here."
Brando stretched out his hand and nodded on the little goblin's head: "Maluocha, can you find the way to the mountain where the storm ceases?"
"White Cape can lead to the mountain where the storm ceases, my lord, but you have to pass through a sea of ice floes. There is a group of orcas blocking the sea and only the Tilmers can bypass them."
"It's just a pack of orcas?"
"That's elemental whales, I advise you not to imagine their size," Bai Wu replied: "I once had the honor to see them once. It was a baby whale. When it emerged from the sea fog, it happened to be in our place. On the left side of his fleet. Its eyes alone are bigger than our entire fleet. Fortunately, this little guy is not interested in us, and soon left with his mother."
"This lady is right," Malocha replied.
Brando was a little surprised to hear, is such a big whale still called an orca? Although a large body does not truly reflect the strength of a creature, it can at least explain how powerful its physical strength is. Isn't it a creature that can be so large that it is born with a perfect body level
There is such a existence in this world
He looked at the little fairy: "Can she weave a bareboat?"
Although it doesn't look alike at all.
The goblin Mias frowned and shook her head away from his fingers, and replied with an urn sound: "Of course not, we need a lot of sisters to weave a bareboat. I can't be alone. But I know how to call them, if If I ask, they will definitely come to help."
She glanced at Brando: "Our fairies are not like you humans. We have to ask for anything in return. My sister told me that you humans are all bad-hearted, but I was accidentally fooled and sealed by you. Card."
"Did your sister tell you that you plunged in by yourself?" Brando looked at her irritably.
"That's to save Master Malocha."
"Is it what I asked for?"
"That's not true." The little fairy shook his head like a rattle: "But the sugar you gave is delicious, much better than honey."
"My candy is not delicious at all, it is nasty candy."
"My sister said that sugar is good or bad, but the person who gives sugar is good or bad." Miyas understood the truth.
Brando couldn't help being conquered by her simple dialectical view, and became angry for a while. "Very well, I, a bitch, don't plan to give you sugar anymore."
He didn't expect that before he finished his sentence, the little fairy cried holding the sugar ball, and the more he cried, the more sad he was, gradually evolving into howling and crying.
Brando suddenly felt a sense of guilt of snatching Loli’s lollipop and making Loli cry. He knew that the fairies were innocent and their brains were not so good, but he didn’t expect to cry so sad for such a trivial matter. Desperate.
"Don't cry," he said hastily, "I'm just kidding."
"Really?" The little fairy stopped sobbing as expected, looking at him with tears in his eyes.
Brando felt a headache and nodded quickly: "But you have to summon your sisters, because I need a bareboat to find the Tilmers, Miss Mias, my fiancee fell into the wrong hands. I'm very anxious, so the sooner the better, okay?"
"Then do I have any sugar to eat?"
"Of course there is, not only do you have, but I will give them a reward for your sisters." Brando is not stingy with this kind of unprofitable business, not to mention that these sugars are originally the things of Star and Roman.
The little fairy's eyes rolled: "That's not necessary, in fact, they don't like candy, you can give me their share."
As soon as her voice fell, an angry voice rang in the air.
"Mias, you and anthropology are broken!"
Brando raised his head in astonishment, and found that sometime, a little fairy in a shiny long dress was floating in the air, four pairs of wings flying up and down as thin as cicada wings, and staring at Marlowe with horizontal eyebrows and vertical eyes. Check Mia on the back.
Fairies are born with a name, and they know every faire's name from birth. Their names are never repeated. Scholars have been puzzled by this for thousands of years, but they are still puzzled.
Then one after another sprites appeared in mid-air. They all had different costumes, and they all looked like they were transformed with ice crystals. They also had various hair styles. Some of them were more recent than the latest hairstyles Brando had seen in later generations. It's weird, but the fairies are detached temperaments, they pursue individuality, and every fairy hopes that they are different.
Miyas was shocked. She hugged her sugar ball and stared at her sisters of the same race in mid-air, calling out their names one by one: "... Futa, thumbs, why are you here? "
People who don’t know might think she was born and grew up here, but in fact, Mias had never seen her own compatriots before. It’s just that the fairies knew each other from birth, even if they had never before. have met before.
This is indeed very unreasonable, but it is true in Warend.
"Huh," the goblins flying up and down in the sky stared at Mias, and replied, "A battle has taken place here. Her Majesty the Queen will let us take a look."
When she said this, she couldn't help but glance at the honey candy ball in Mia's hand, which really made people doubt the true purpose of these little fairies.
"This is mine." Mias hurriedly declared sovereignty.
"Ladies fairies," Brando said: "You have also heard just now. We need a bareboat. If you are willing to help me, I don't mind using honey candy in exchange for you. "
"I will also weave bareboats," Miyas hurriedly jumped up: "You don't need to ask them for help!"
"You can't make up alone." The goblins whispered: "Weaving a bareboat requires many people, and each of us must participate."
"Can you give each of us a reward?" the goblin headed asked.
"One candy per person." The other fairies sang in unison.
"Two per person," Brando replied.
"Two per person!" the fairies sang joyfully.
"That's my candy." Miasi was very sad, but she immediately said vigorously: "I also want to participate in the weaving bareboat."
"Then I'll give you three, Miss Mias." Brando quietly told her in the spiritual connection, and the latter immediately squinted his eyes with a smile, not knowing how kind Brando's eyes were.
At this moment, she felt that her lord was the best human in the world.
It seems that what my sister said may not be all right.
Andesa watched the deal dumbfounded.
The world of the elements is turbulent. The rock rumblingly falls from the white cape, and then is lifted up by the invisible magic power, and rises to the sky. The direction of the mountain where the storm ceases seems to be undergoing a drastic change. This drastic change will surely pass through the elements. The plane affects the entire world.
Maybe it will even completely change the original face of this world—
But the happy little fairies who got the promise turned a blind eye to this, they even sang songs as they worked:
'The boat of the fairies,
Beautiful and delicate.
It's like floating light
It looks like a star again.
…
The boat of the fairies,
Light and small.
It passes through the clouds and mist,
Passed through the strait again. '
The elemental world is the hometown of the fairies. If the shallow sea is destroyed by dusk, then they are likely to lose their homes.
However, Brando couldn't help but sigh with the seemingly heartless optimism of the goblins.
He looked up and watched these little guys form a circle in the air. The elements converged in their hands to form a ray of bright light, and then they gathered together to form the outline of a boat. At first he was worried that the boat made by these little guys would be a pocket-sized boat suitable for them, but soon he was relieved. Although the boat is not big, it is the size of a sampan, but at least it is enough. Let him and Malocha stand alone.
At this time, he remembered the previous topic again, and suddenly turned around and said to Bai Wu: "Why are they called Orca? Isn't there a species with the same name in the material world?"
Bai Mist stunned for a moment, and then replied: "Because the Tilmers call them that way, in the hunting season, they will even hunt whales."
"Can they hunt those whales?" Brando was a little surprised, so how strong are the Tilmers
"That's their secret," Bai Wu explained as if seeing the thoughts in his heart: "They are not strong, but they are born with the strength of the element realm."
"They are not strong, they are just born with the strength of the elemental realm..." Brando muttered to himself, finally realizing that what he saw was actually only a corner of the world: "Na Tielmore Will there be sages in the Sri Lankan tribe?"