"Thank you?"

Sheen couldn't help but stop.

no way.

"... Could it be that I promised you, right?"

Such a muttering sounded slightly, and it seemed particularly clear on this quiet path.

"Oh?" Merica was stunned at first, then she said in a panic: "No...no!"

It seems that this elf girl still knows very well what it means to be loyal to her body.

"Then what are you going to do?"

Sheen turned around again, showing an interesting expression.

"That..." Merica seemed to feel very uncomfortable when she was staring at Sheen. She stammered for a while before pointing to the woods next to her and whispered: "Can you please come with me first?"

Upon hearing this, Sheen reacted excessively.

"Grove?"

At this moment, Sheen felt that the speed of light in his mind had passed hundreds of G images.

Melica, who was almost thinking about the storm at this time, was about to go to the woods, and her eyes couldn't help but floated to the direction where Magrey was.

"Can you really leave him here and ignore him?"

Merica seemed a little worried.

"Yes." Sheen rolled his eyes and said, "Don't worry about him anymore. He was the person who used and now thought about hurting you. Why worry about the safety of such a person?"

It would be better to say that if it were a book with Long Aotian as the protagonist, the appearance of such a person would usually be directly used by the protagonist to crush his bones and ashes, and to show off wildly, and to gain the favorability of the beautiful girl, the standard supporting roles usually cannot survive ten chapters. Xien just teaches the other party a lesson. Compared with the protagonists of all generations, it is simply compassionate.

Of course, this is because Sheen and Melika have a very good relationship, and they can't even be called friends or not. At best, they are just teammates, and they are teammates with time limits. The other party does not take good care of Sheen like Vivian and Lely, so Sheen was simply disliked and only taught Magre a lesson.

If Magre's target of attack is Sheen's lover or even his wife...

In an instant, hundreds of G images passed through Sheen's mind at the speed of light. However, this time, these images were not pink, but red like blood.

"babble...!"

Margray, who was hanging on the tree, was tortured in a nightmare, or had noticed some chill, but he shook unconsciously and let out a vague cry of sorrow.

Although Merica was a little concerned about Magre's condition, she didn't know if she remembered this time and the last time she was entangled by Magre, and finally she lowered her head without saying a word and got into the grass.

Shian immediately followed slowly.

The only person left Magre hanging on the scene, swaying and looking a little magical.

......

On the other side, Sheen followed Merica into the woods.

However, not long after entering the woods, Merica stopped and squatted on the ground.

No, that position is not so much a squat, but rather a kneeling on the ground, like a small animal, even holding hands on the ground.

“…”

Sheen, who was walking behind, froze there, watching Merica, who was suddenly on all fours, facing the cute and seductive little peach in his direction, her face twitched one after another.

What's this?

Is it an invitation?

Is it an invitation?

It's an invitation!

That's true!? Is it okay to agree with you!?

No, no, this is no longer the point of giving in to one's body. Is it really okay to use this posture as soon as you start?

Just as Sheen couldn't help but shake it, something strange happened to Melica.

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In a dreamy singing voice, Merica's little hand pressed on the ground began to release her magic power.

It was a very soft, warm and refreshing magic fluctuation, causing flowers to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye around the location where Melica's palm was.

"This is?"

Sheen was stunned.

Then, Sheen remembered something.

"I seem to have seen records of this in the book."

That's a record of the elves.

It is said that among the many races of the human race, elves are not only extremely famous and noble magic races, but also have outstanding appearances and extremely high affinity for magic. They are highly sought after and respected by other races.

Because of his very high magical talent, elves are almost all born magicians, and can use various magic powers, and their magic power is much higher than other races, and they can even be compared with demons. Therefore, the elves are also a race favored by gods. Most of them can receive blessings from gods at the top of the gods. The elves' royal family has even appeared several gods who have been blessed by the three goddess-level gods. Many have fought side by side with the brave men from another world, and various stories and legends have been born.

Such elves, due to their natural origin and high affinity for nature, have a characteristic that people of other races do not have.

That is, the magic power is filled with extremely rich vitality, which can even affect the surrounding environment and allow flowers, plants and trees to grow rapidly.

Now, Merica seems to be doing something like this.

"Please wait for me."

Not long after, Melica stopped, turned her head and smiled at Sheen.

I have to say that the smile is not good, it is really not good.

The scene of a pure and beautiful elf girl sitting among the flowers and looking back and smiling is not only described as bad, but what else can be described?

Unaware of all this, Melica began to pick flowers, even the roots and stems together, and then quickly woven the flower vines with skillful techniques.

Seeing this, Sheen probably understood what Merica was going to do.

"Are you planning to make a garland for me?"

Sheen asked out loud.

"Yes...yes." Melica nodded and whispered: "Although it's the first time I've done it, I know exactly what to do."

Because, this is what any elves will do.

Because elves are a race that is close to nature and kind and conservative in nature, when people from other races get their recognition, they will use their magic power to spawn magical flowers and woven into garlands to show gratitude or closeness.

The magic power carried by this garland will continue to circulate internally, so even if it is more than ten years, it will not wither or deteriorate after twenty years.

Having such a garland means gaining the trust or thanks from a certain elf, which is something that is very worth showing off in the human world.

In the kingdom of mankind, there are even nobles who want to collect elves' garlands without spending a lot of money. This shows how meaningful this garland is.
Chapter completed!