Fairy’s Box

On the green carpet-like lawn in the courtyard of the Earl's Palace, Yale and Charlene stood facing each other with a distance of about ten yards. Under the bright sunshine, he raised his finger to remind:

"I'll try to get Gorivis out, you have to be careful not to let it escape."

"No problem." She raised both thumbs confidently.

"it is good!"

In the dark blue electric arc that twisted like a wild python, the black-haired knight's eyebrows cracked a little, and he could vaguely see the dark and deep space inside. came out.

"become free!"

"become free!"

Accompanied by a burst of negative energy, the spiritual body expanded in mid-air, quickly regaining its original size, covering the entire courtyard under their shadows, and making two loud and thin surprise screams in succession.

"Gorevis, you're out of prison."

Yale closed the realm of fear, looked at the other side from the bottom up, and clapped his palms twice: "But I have something to ask you now, and I'll celebrate the rare freedom after a while."

"It's you!"

"It's you!"

The two faces in the air suddenly spun for a while, showing expressions of shock and fear, their bodies shrunk in half in an instant, and they were ready to escape immediately.

"With me here, you can't escape anywhere." The black-haired knight looked at Charlene behind them and said with a relaxed expression.

"Lord Count, I pay taxes!" said the fat giant face in a shrill voice.

"We'll pay the tax, and we'll give you all the treasures!" said the thin giant face in a muffled voice.

Yale spread his hands regretfully and showed a malicious smile: "I have already taken it. All the wealth you have hidden at the bottom of the lake has been confiscated by me. It is a punishment for resisting taxes and not paying. Do you have any opinions?"

"No!"

"No!"

They competed for the right to use their mouths, revealing an incomparably twisted smirk.

"You are very lucky. I am a generous and merciful person, and I will no longer pursue the past." Before waiting for Gorevis to express his position, he continued:

"The premise is that you cooperate with my work."

"We'll cooperate!" The fat giant face quickly agreed.

"What job?" The thin giant face hesitated.

"It's a very easy job, only being killed once a week." Yale's expression was very amiable, but his words made them shudder.

"It hurts to be killed." The fat giant face shuddered.

"Why do you do this?" The thin giant face was full of sadness.

"In addition to your special products, what else can I develop in this territory? I want to build this place into a mercenary training base, and you have to fight as sparring."

The black-haired knight pinched his fingers and calculated carefully: "In the short term, I plan to let you guys play once a week. When the business is good in the future, this time will be shortened."

"Forgive me, Lord Earl!" The fat giant face wailed.

"Leave us alone, we'll do everything except this!" the thin giant face begged.

"Oh? Really willing to do anything?"

Yale paced around, showing a moving expression.

"Really, as long as we don't die once a week!"

"We do everything, every word is true!"

The two long giant faces in mid-air kept spinning, creating waves of cold air, scrambling to speak.

"That's not impossible."

He pretended to think about it, and said lightly in his mouth: "The Plain of Snow Demons in the south, as long as you can help me melt the ice there, I will promise you freedom."

"Origin of Snow Demon?"

"Melting the ice?"

The two giant faces were surprised at first, and then showed a contemplative look. After a while, the fat giant face roared excitedly:

"I can make a hot spring to melt the frozen layer, Lord Count, as long as you don't force me to die once a week, I'm willing to melt the Snow Demon for you."

"Just you?" Yale hesitantly looked at the other face.

"I have the power to create cold springs, so I can't help you..." The thin face smiled wryly.

"Can you part?" he asked again.

"We were originally separated, but we joined together in order to gain strength." The fat giant face suddenly rose, and abruptly broke free from the thin face, and said with a smile.

"..." At this moment, the thin face was filled with grief and indignation, and that idiot sold himself like this, it was really stupid and terrifying.

"Very good, I'll leave the matter of the Snow Demon's Land to you." Yalei was overjoyed. He didn't expect that the curse of the Dead Spring would also have its own split function, which is really a great conscience.

"As for you..."

He looked at the thin giant face, clenched his hands, and made a crisp sound from his phalanx: "Either do as I say, or stay in the realm of fear forever."

"Of course I am willing to share the Count's worries!" it said with a sad face.

"That's right, just get used to it."

...

"Is it okay to just let them go?" Charlene asked worriedly, looking at the backs of the two evil spirits parting ways.

"No problem, otherwise where else can I let them go?" Yale patted her on the shoulder and said with a confident smile:

"Glamorgan's territory is so big, like a large cage, they have no choice but to obey, and now you control Shalier, the remaining three teaming up are just turkeys, not worth it at all Just a mention."

"Alei..." Charlene stared at him intently, her expression becoming more and more solemn.

"Huh? What's the matter?" He was stunned by the green-haired girl, and asked in confusion.

"You've turned bad!"

She threw herself into Yale's arms and said with a chuckle, "But I don't hate it."

"How can you say I've changed?"

"Isn't it bad to force people to die once a week?"

"Of course not. These **** have been in Glamorgan for so many years, killing so many lords. Now I just let them suffer a little bit, which is not too much?" The black-haired knight said earnestly. Teaching certificate.

"That's right..." Charlene was easily persuaded and nodded dazedly.

"Now the whole territory has been settled. From the perspective of conquest, it is not difficult at all. The next step is to build and operate. Later, I will go back to the tree monster forest to talk to the old tree monster, and I will worship here..."

Before he could finish his sentence, she stopped the conversation and continued angrily: "I know, please let me watch the house, right? It's like this every time... I stay here every day and go crazy. now,"

"Not necessarily, you can go out for a walk, anyway, there are no opponents, but be careful of the residual consciousness in this world." Yale recalled the dark world that trapped him, and his face sank.