"Everyone, come and witness this beautiful, magical, and noble little creature!" Gao Ertai cheered loudly.
The appearance of the thorn elf was not so shocking. In fact, the little guy who hadn't woken up ignored the nobles at all, just sat on Liszt's shoulder and dozed off.
It has just been born, and it is full of curiosity about everything. It didn't go to bed until late yesterday, and it seemed a little mentally ill.
But this did not prevent the nobles from applauding the Thorn Elf with loud applause. At the same time, the eyes of envy, jealousy, appreciation, longing, etc. were all projected on Liszt and the elf on his shoulders.
The applause obviously disturbed the Thorn Elf.
It flew up all of a sudden, made a vicious expression towards the applauding crowd, waved its fists, and opened its mouth and shouted: "Wow, wow, wow!"
This obviously didn't intimidate anyone, and everyone applauded even more vigorously.
A lively elf is obviously more pleasing to the eye than a dozing one.
"It's beautiful."
"Beautiful little creature."
"I seem to see the light of gold coins shining all over it."
"The glory of the knights favors the Tulip family, and Baron Liszt has inherited the nobility of the earl!"
"Extremely beautiful, as cute as those elves in Tulip Castle."
Seeing that his intimidation didn't work, and the group of humans were still chirping, the thorn elf was furious. It suddenly stretched out its pink and tender fist, opened its chubby little palm, and yelled: "Wow!"
But I saw a few rays of light flashing by.
Fly to the crowd.
The light quickly stained the clothes of many people, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, green shoots sprouted, and even began to grow and stretch out branches.
"Oh my god!"
"It's the seed sown by the elves!"
"The thorn elves spilled seeds on our clothes!"
The nobles hurriedly stood up and patted the buds on their clothes, and the whole banquet scene became chaotic for a while.
At this moment, Liszt suddenly said: "Stop, little guy!" In an instant, the thorn elf flattened his mouth, flew back reluctantly, and landed on Liszt's shoulder again.
The buds on the nobles' clothes also stopped growing.
They were slapped and torn off by their hands.
It was slapped clean in a short while.
Because she was very close to Liszt, Mrs. Penelope was not sown with seeds. She looked at the elf and said with a smile: "Naughty little guy, reminds me of those elves of the Earl. It's just as naughty."
"I like elves like this, they are wilder and more aggressive." Li Weila said, a little seed was sprinkled on her clothes, but she quickly slapped them off without breaking the clothes.
"If I had an elf, I would be willing to be teased by it every day." A baron from North Valley City shook his collar and said.
"The elf will not play tricks on the owner, it just likes to play."
"Naughty means it's alive."
Liszt and the others tidied up their clothes, sat down again, and apologized with a smile without sincerity: "I'm sorry, it has just been born, and it still has a little temper when disturbing strangers. I have restrained it, please forget the prank just now , let's continue the banquet."
The nobles expressed that they did not mind.
Whether you really don't mind or not doesn't matter.
Gao Ertai cleared his throat and continued to preside over the celebration: "Our mischievous hero, everyone has seen it, there is no doubt that it is an elf full of vitality, a treasure bestowed by the honor of the knights on Flower Town and Baron Liszt!"
"So, what's its name?" A noble lady suddenly asked.
"What's its name..." Galtai looked at Liszt.
Liszt took up the topic: "It's called Zyra, and the name means - the prosperity of thorns, the prosperity of thorns, it starts from it."
"Zyra?"
Everyone tastes the name.
"A good name, it fits very well with the temperament of the thorn elf."
"Yes, it's a good name, but it's a bit feminine, but the elf has no gender, and any name is fine."
"Zyla, is it written like this... Jie...la, it's a strange snake script, but it's very interesting. It's a name full of temperament."
Everyone thinks this name is good, even if they feel bad in their hearts, they still think it is good on the surface.
Only Mrs. Penelope complained: "Zyra? It sounds like Marie, Melissa, etc. Liszt, can you give it another name?"
Mrs. Mary, who was sitting next to her, smiled awkwardly and politely.
Liszt was also very embarrassed. Melissa was his mother, this old grandmother, she really didn't save face at all. All he could say was, "Grandma, Jayla likes her name."
"Wow!"
The thorn elf, sensing Liszt's call in his heart, shouted at him.
"It's fine if you like it." Mrs. Penelope didn't force it, maybe she just wanted to take the opportunity to express her own point of view.
The meeting of the thorn elf Zyra brought out the atmosphere of the celebration.
It was almost time to eat, and after Carter asked for instructions, he signaled the servant to start serving drinks, pouring each guest a glass of red wine or fruit wine.
Liszt picked up the red wine in front of him, looked around, and said slowly: "Thank you for coming to the elf birth celebration in Flower Town... Everyone knows what the birth of an elf means, especially the one with the potion behind it." Elf... my father and elder brother are already on the battlefield, continuing the glory of the Tulip family."
The nobles looked at the young, handsome baron.
Listen carefully.
Liszt's speech level is average, and he doesn't have much literary talent. He is just sending out a signal: "I, Liszt Tulip, as the blood of the Tulip family, have been protected by the family. I hope and must win glory for the family!"
paused.
He increased his volume: "Flower Town is just a small town, but with the thorn elves, black tulips, flame mushrooms and fast-growing demon thorns, everything can be expected. And I will also recruit a group of followers to help me Govern Huahua Town and form a cavalry team to charge on the battlefield!"
Think about it.
He added: "Flower Town has the ability to win glory from the battlefield. Have you seen the tyrannical dog at the gate of the castle? It... has eaten the blood fruit and has evolved into an intermediate monster! And it is loyal to me Geng Geng, it will become my most important partner on the battlefield!"
Intermediate Warcraft!
This is the first time Liszt has announced Dou Sen's bloodline level.
In an instant, he heard the nobles sitting around the table gasping for air. It is generally accepted that an intermediate monster is not worth as much as an elf. However, if this Warcraft exists in the form of a pet, that's another matter.
At least equivalent to half a sky knight, it can be called a battlefield killer!
The importance of such a mid-level monster is almost the same as that of an elf.
"Dou Sen is an intermediate monster?" Li Weila exclaimed in disbelief, and then heaved a long sigh of relief. The knot in her heart that was humiliated by the intermediate monster has been silently untied.