Fairy’s Box

Near noon, Elsa sat up sleepily from the bed, the sunlight outside the window filtered through the pane of the wooden window and shone on her face, there was an itchy warm and numb feeling, which was intoxicating.

Thinking of the memory of being tortured by drug addiction yesterday, the tree elf turned pale instantly, and clasped her head subconsciously with her hands. Even if she died, she didn't want to experience that kind of pain again.

So, no matter the cost, the mission must be done!

Elsa held the bucket and towel, and while thinking about the next steps, she walked to the stream near the wooden house. After washing her body, she happened to meet Arcia who came to visit her on the way home.

"Good morning, Miss Elsa..."

The blond boy's eyes lit up, looking at the tree elf that looked like a hibiscus in front of him, his brain was short-circuited again.

At this time, Aisha was completely different from yesterday, wearing a long off-the-shoulder dress adorned with white flowers, whose corners did not reach her knees, which set off her plump and slender limbs even more beautifully. Under the pale golden sunlight, her fair skin was full and full of luster, her eyes were flowing, and she looked forward to her posture.

"Is your illness cured?" After regaining his senses, he asked without concealing his surprise.

"Well, after taking the medicine, I took a rest, and now I feel better than ever." Miss Tree Elf returned to her usual calm and replied with a chuckle.

"That's great, it really scared me to death. This is the medicine I specially found for you to replenish your strength." Arcia found a glass bottle in the pocket of her trousers, held it in the palm of her hand and handed it to the other party.

"This is?" She looked curious.

"The potion of the fruit of the forest fairy has a miraculous effect on restoring physical strength and calming the mind." The blond boy said shyly.

"The fruit of the forest fairy... must be very precious..."

Aisha felt a sting in her heart. Looking at Arcia with pure eyes, she even had the urge to tell the other party the whole truth. However, this urge was fleeting and was replaced by the desire for white powder.

"Let's not talk about this."

He stuffed the glass jar into the hand of the tree elf, stabilized his mind, and politely extended his right hand: "It's noon, let me treat you to a meal."

The blond boy's suggestion was hard to refuse. She, who was tortured by drug addiction just yesterday, also needed a hearty lunch to replenish her strength.

Aisha thought for a moment, and then agreed generously. Arcia smiled and held her slender hand in a gentlemanly way:

"There's a new restaurant by the sea, and the food there is said to be delicious."

"anywhere is fine."

The tree elf tilted his head and glanced at him, blinked his bright eyes, and the soft eyes seemed to see through his mind:

"But don't go too far to delay my return home."

"hey-hey……"

The blond boy sneered, his hot thoughts still cooling down, it seems that the delusion of revisiting the beautiful dream that day seems to be going back for a while.

...

The restaurant by the sea is separated from the beach, and the scenery is very good. The sunlight can pass through the floor-to-ceiling windows and fill every corner of the hall. Both of them have sensitive identities, so they chose a private room. The main dishes of dinner are very delicate, and a tender venison is especially outstanding.

Re-entering such a gorgeous and extravagant leisure place, Elsa couldn't help feeling like she was in a different world. In just a few months, the knife and fork that Charles taught her to use seemed to have become unfamiliar, and the violin played by the musician also made her feel unfamiliar.

"Miss Elsa...Maybe, in your eyes, I'm really stupid...but actually...I can feel it, you have something on your mind."

Arcia's eyes became hot, and seemed to have a thousand words, and a hand gently pressed on the soft white palm of the tree elf:

"Please trust me, okay?"

The tree elf's eyes flickered slightly, and she lowered her gaze, unconsciously cutting the venison in front of her.

After a long time, she raised her eyes to meet the eyes of the blond boy:

"Actually, I have a daughter who is not much younger than you...Before I came to Celtic to find a living, I once had a relationship with a rich man named Charles. Arcia, you are the third man in my life , and the youngest one."

Arcia's face was weird, and he couldn't tell what his expression was. After two minutes, he exhaled, pulled off his tie with one hand, shook his head and said:

"So, if I marry Miss Elsa...will I have a daughter about my own age?"

"Who will marry you, shameless!" Aisha blushed and spat softly.

"Although I have no experience, I will try to be a good father..." The blond boy looked at her uneasily.

Miss Tree Elf didn't answer, her graceful lips lifted upwards, revealing a beautiful smile that was heartwarming. Arcia's heart was almost moved by this smile, even if it was just for this smile, no amount of effort was worth it.

After that, both of them drank a lot of alcohol. The blond boy was completely because of the mellow and beautiful environment, while Elsa was trying to numb herself and try to temporarily forget all unpleasant memories.

"I'll go to the bathroom."

Miss Tree Elf picked up her handbag and left this luxurious private room gracefully. The gazes she cast along the way were envious, jealous, amazing, greedy...

She has never cared about other people's eyes as much as she does today, and she never thought that she would become like this one day. Fortunately, no one could see that the beautiful and elegant woman in front of her was actually a butterfly covered in mud.

When she came out of the bathroom that had not been fully renovated, she saw that her hair was a little messy, so she straightened her temples in front of the mirror and touched up her makeup.

The red lips of the beauty in the mirror gradually became charming, and Aisha put down her lipstick and couldn't help sighing, if the child knew the truth, how would he look at him.

"Miss Aisha, as long as you get serious, there is no man you can't seduce."

Accompanied by this familiar and harsh voice, a man appeared in the mirror. He had a wretched appearance, but he was wearing a straight dress with two mustaches on his lips, which looked a bit nondescript.

The tree elf did not look back, stared at the figure in the mirror, and said coldly:

"John, are you following me?"

"Would you believe it if I said it was just a coincidence?"

The other party folded his shoulders and posed for a photo with her in the mirror, showing a hint of deepness: "Anyway, that kid is also a knight. I am an ordinary person following him, what is not courting death?"

Aisha turned her face to the side and said mockingly, "Because of your good deeds and advice to cut off my medicine before, your plan almost failed, and now you are on this occasion again, are you afraid that I will go too smoothly?"

John put away the deep disguise, smiled and showed his jagged teeth, and said easily:

"How come, I believe in Miss Aisha's ability."

Miss Tree Elf put away the vanity box and looked at him with a half-smile: "Mr. John, please take two steps back, otherwise I can't guarantee your safety."

"You think I'm really afraid of you!" He was instantly enraged.

"Oh?"

Elsa raised her lips, raised her foot, and stepped on it hard, the pointy heel of her high-heeled shoe just stepped on John's foot.

The man gasped for a moment, his facial features twisted into strange shapes, and he subconsciously hugged his injured right foot and began to jump all over the floor. Under the pain, he opened his mouth and was about to curse, but was frightened by the tree elf's gesture of strangling his neck and closed his mouth.

"That's it, just shut up."

Miss Tree Elf patted his head like a child, and said with a sneer, "Although I'm a hopeless and rotten woman now, that doesn't mean you can be bullied at will."

...

A gust of wind is blowing from the depths of the vast and boundless forest, like a mother's hand gently flicking the lush green wheat fields, layer upon layer, like a rippling ripple, filling the entire field of vision. Vibrant, bringing people a pleasing natural beauty.

The vertical and horizontal ridges divide the land into areas of similar size, and the neat wheat seedlings take root in these areas and grow vigorously. It is not difficult to see from the swaggering and gratifying growth that there must be a golden harvest here in autumn. However, looking at these Fertile fields, it's hard to imagine that just a year ago this was an untouched wilderness.

"Your Excellency, the soil quality of these fields is very good. They are all native land that has not been exposed to magical radiation. In autumn, it should be able to reach 3,500 pounds per acre!"

The surveyor, holding a thick ledger, followed behind Yale, and introduced it with delight.

"The grain growth is really pleasing."

Yale looked at the endless fields, and his mood became more comfortable. Each acre of land can produce 3,500 pounds of output, which is equivalent to an income of 700 sols at the market price.

Ordinary military households in the garrison own 500 acres of land, which means that they can earn 350,000 soles from the grain harvested in autumn alone, which is higher than the salary of professional soldiers.

Even if some of them have to pay for consignment service, it is a super lucrative business. As long as the autumn harvest is successful, the Weisuo army, who has tasted the sweetness, will completely agree with him.

By the way, Antrazu's food is divided into two categories, one is spring ploughing and autumn harvesting, and the food is grown according to natural rules. This kind of food is relatively expensive and safe and pollution-free.

The other is crops that are spawned by magic. Although they can be eaten, there is a small amount of mana radiation left in the grains. It doesn’t matter if you eat less. The price of this kind of food is extremely low, and the Empire will never allow it to be circulated on the market unless the super famine, which is rare in a thousand years, forces citizens to the situation of changing children to eat.

"Lord Count!"

With a shrill cry, on the narrow ridge, a unicycle carrying seven miner goblins swayed quickly, and several bearded elders held a blueprint together. said:

"This is the design of Glamorgan Fortress, please take a look."

"So fast?"

Yale was surprised at the speed of their design, knowing that he had underestimated the miner goblins' enthusiasm for construction, and motioned the surveyor to step back for a distance before taking the design drawings.

The entire fortress is centered on the river running through Glamorgan, relying on the surrounding mountain walls to connect the surrounding mountains and city defenses into a whole. The main buildings are located in the interior of the mountain, and the outer walls are built with two barriers. The overall layout is a ring-shaped closed structure. The outer barriers are several miles long. Three yards thick, there are arrow towers embedded with the city wall every 200 yards. Outside the city is an artificial excavation channel, which connects to the main river of Glamorgan. The depth and width of the channel are all digital. An excellent moat.

"There is no need to design the scale of the fortress so large."

The black-haired knight still remembers the scene when the Fearless Fortress collapsed, so it is very clear that the firepower of the weapons is now more and more powerful, and there is no shortage of blasting methods in the rune props. Building a fortress of ordinary structure is of little significance.

"Useful! We will never waste a pound of ore!"

"It must be large and connected to the mountain, and the cost is the most cost-effective."

"We plan to mix obsidian in the stone to enhance the fortress' anti-magic power."

"You can also put some spell arrays in the foundation to enhance the strength of the city defense."

"The frozen formation map needs to be prepared in the moat, and it can be turned into an ice wall at a critical time."

"We need more help, workers!"

"Please let the Dryad and Albert help with the construction."

The goblin elders screamed one by one, and their enthusiasm almost ignited the air. In their opinion, being able to design a fortress for a city is enough to boast a hundred years of achievements in the clan.

"How much ore will be consumed... To be honest, I don't have that much capital." Yale looked at the rows of data listed below the design, and couldn't help his eyelids jumping wildly.

The goblin elders turned pale in shock, formed a circle on the unicycle, and started chattering:

"What should I do, Lord Earl has no money."

"Can't a fortress be built without money?"

"Yeah, human beings have to spend money for everything. Without money, there is no ore."

"But we have ore."

"Yes, we can lend the ore to Lord Earl and ask him to pay an IOU."

"good idea!"

"That's it, let the count borrow our ore to build a fortress for him!"

After discussing for a while, they quickly made up their minds. The elder with the longest beard stood up and said solemnly:

"Lord Count, we can lend you the ore, but you have to promise to pay it back."

"No problem, I promise to pay it back. If I can't change it, I will use the mine as a mortgage." The black-haired knight now has a lot of debts.

"In that case, let's make a contract and swear by blood."

The elder bit his finger, and a drop of green blood popped out, floating in front of the other party.

"Swear by blood."

Yale nodded happily, biting his own fingers as well, squeezing out a drop of blood, which merged with the drop of green blood.

呲——!

The two drops of blood merged into one, and were instantly twisted into a peculiar light spot. Several patterns were drawn in the space, and then divided into two strands, which merged into the sun and the earth respectively - this symbolizes the acceptance of the imperial book of the golden edict at the same time. And the constraints of the Styx.