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Everyone appeared on the teleportation platform of the church.

Logically speaking, as the host, the church should provide a sumptuous dinner to celebrate this successful collaboration.

But the priests in the church advocate simplicity. Their money is either used to help the poor or repair the church. The way of celebrating the church is often special, usually bread and water.

Everyone scattered.

White Tower.

The cat girl, who was invited to visit Baita, walked to the teleportation platform and walked towards the White Dragon Lord's library.

The White Dragon Lord came to the hall and released the moon elf banshee locked in the bottle. The Lodoro plane was so dangerous that when the White Dragon Lord left, he naturally brought the banshee who had recovered his mind.

Heloise looked around blankly. The space in this magic tower was so large that it could almost be used for horse racing.

"Heloise, what are you going to do in the future?"

The Banshee was originally a trophy captured by the White Dragon Lord, but Heloise had a pitiful life experience and had regained his consciousness and provided important clues in his actions, so the White Dragon Lord planned to return its freedom.

When the banshee heard the White Dragon Lord’s question, he looked confused.

"I don't know where I should go."

"Okay, I'll give you two references. There are also moon elves in the Nordhill plane. You can follow Master Hajir to the Elf Forest or stay in White Fort."

The banshee thought for a while and then looked at her transparent soul body.

"I would like to stay in White Fort, thanks to Lord Amos for taking me in."

The White Dragon Lord was a little surprised, and he thought the Banshee would choose to go to the Elf Forest.

"You are an elf, why not go to the Elf Forest?"

The banshee sighed faintly.

"That's what I look like now, are my kind still willing to accept me!"
Chapter completed!