Chapter 587

I can't stand such an atmosphere... I began to wonder, how could I be such a lively person before? Now this feeling makes my stomach feel bad.

I stood a little farther away, holding a fruit like a pentagram that I didn't know its name, and I didn't know how to eat it.

It was also at this time that the president seemed to finally find the opportunity and came up to me and asked me a few questions.

Does he care about me?

Or is he just testing whether I can still provide labor for the mermaid song?

I answered with a smile, trying to make my tone more firm.

However, I saw doubts in the president's eyes.

He should have noticed something... But what I want to say is actually very simple.

As long as the President... As long as he throws the two natural double blades around his waist far away, I won't be so uncomfortable.

Unfortunately, the ridiculous president once again pulled out the two natural double blades I hate most and advised me to try again.

I can't refuse.

Because, I don't want to lose this job because of this.

Can you bear it?

Be patient

... pain!!!

When my hands just touched the grip of these two blades, the pain that seemed to hit my soul spread from my whole body again!

The hands holding the grip are like holding two red soldering irons!

The pain all over my body makes me unable to hold them for another second!

And when I couldn't wait to get rid of them, I seemed to hear the two blades laughing at me in my mind again.

They say I don't deserve them... And I don't deserve to wave them! They laugh at me... Like rich people laughing at beggars on the street why they don't live in a shelter!

What a disgusting feeling... These two blades... I hate them, I absolutely hate them! Their master destroyed my stone blade. I don't want to hold them again in my life!

I want power... I want power that can shut these two natural blades!

where?

Where is the power I can regain?

Where the hell is it?!

... is... Where?

When I covered my arms and thought, the president's constant cry interrupted my thinking.

I must look terrible, don't I?

No wonder I don't look very well now. The two natural double blades were thrown far away by me. I don't know whether it was because of pain or because I wanted to throw them away subconsciously.

Fortunately, however, the president seems to be busy translating with those tourists and has no time to take care of me again.

OK, let me stay here alone for a while... Alas, how long do I have to endure for such a long time?

After lunch and chatting for a while, the tour group set out again.

This time, the destination is the slightly marginal area of the business district. Go in and have a look. There are all kinds of plants with fruit hanging. It seems that this should be a farmland, right?

Following the president's footsteps, the tourists learned about the planting industry of flower demon spirits.

However, just as arranged before, when the visit was about the same, a flower goblin "hurriedly" flew over from the other side and shouted at the rose.

Rose then told the president. The president told the tourists that some slim smelled the smell of fruit and came to attack the flower fairy plantation. So I hope the tourists can help the flower demon spirits defeat those shrems together.

Will anyone believe such a lie?

Believe it! Why don't you believe it?

Because soon, three shrems rushed from the other side of the forest and rushed towards the botanical garden here.

The flower demon spirits began to gather around and begged the tourists with begging expressions. The president is constantly fanning the flames nearby, as if there is no way without these ordinary people who only know how to live in dignity.

Soon, the president took the lead and was the first to stand out from the "human group". And rose also led several flower goblins to show their magic at once.

Before long, just like Wu Yong on that day, a goblin armor was put on the president. The president also took up a goblin sword, carried the goblin bow, and rushed to the shrems.

Of course, I also know that our president has no combat effectiveness. What's more, is the form of this goblin armor far greater than the essence?

But it doesn't matter.

Because after seeing that the president could put on the Demon Armor, these aristocratic and rich people who were well respected began to rush up with blood and nod their heads.

Then, one by one, they put on the goblin armor, carried the goblin bow, held the goblin sword, and rushed towards the coming slim.

The president of my family "lost the war" in good time. After saying some high sounding words of encouragement to the tourists, he stepped down and let them enjoy the "brave act" of hunting and killing shrem and protecting the flower goblins.

Looking at those noble and rich people constantly waving weapons, pulling away bows and arrows and killing seven in and seven out of shrem, I really feel more and more ridiculous and childish.

Finally, the first day of the tour is over, isn't it?

By the time of dinner, it was dark in the goblin forest.

But as the sun disappeared, the surrounding plants began to shine, turning the forest into a truly shining forest.

In these radiant fairyland, tourists go to a huge tree hole that has long been prepared.

At this time, many flower demon spirits carried a small flower with soft light yellow light in their hands. They fly back and forth slowly in mid air, making the light look very dreamy.

I just don't know if tourists who ate so much fruit at noon can still eat so much fruit at night?

Um

I didn't think of that. Unexpectedly, the president personally cooked many dishes with those fruits?

Well, maybe this means that these flower goblins haven't learned how to make human food, so the president has to solve this problem by himself?

Ha, in this way, we can avoid dissatisfaction caused by monotonous food. But it's not always possible to let our president cook for you every time in the future?

At dinner, viscount Ritchie and these guys were still excited during the day. They seem to really like this new tourism project.

So... Do I not like these environments represent the people with problems... Is it me?

Er... My head hurts!

What is this feeling?

It's so uncomfortable... I... I won't doubt it! Beg you! Don't say that again! I won't doubt myself anymore! No!

Hoo... Hoo Hoo... What... What's going on?

Ah, by the way... Those two natural double blades! They're targeting me again! Damn it... Damn it!

After dinner, the aristocrats who were full of wine and food still seemed to have some unfinished business.

They looked around as if they were waiting for something.

At this time, I suddenly realized something. Looking around, this huge tree hole can accommodate all of us.

In addition to accommodating us humans, the tree hole is also very spacious! At this time, those flower demon spirits floating in mid air with lanterns seemed to start to exit neatly, making the light in the tree cave dim a little.

Then

singing?

If you hear me correctly, there is no doubt that it is the song of the rose.

Then, two flower goblins flew in with two silver lanterns. In the light of their light, they no longer wear ordinary leaf petal clothes, but wear a gauze rose, and now they also fly in slowly.

She hummed softly as she flew.

Those languages that I don't quite understand only sound confused to me. After all, God knows what she is singing? Even if she's just singing about what she ate last night?

But even so, the tourists listened with interest one by one.

With the singing of the rose, viscount Ritchie even began to shake his palm constantly.

Then another flower goblin flew in under the light. She and rose kept dancing in mid air, as if they were telling a story?

Then, a large number of flower goblins began to fly in with lanterns, singing and dancing together. It seems to be performing a very sad plot, and it seems to be telling a story

But if you don't understand, you don't understand.

I'm sure if I don't understand, the guys next to me must not understand anything. But even if they didn't understand anything, they were still absorbed in the performance, and some people began to have tears in their eyes.

That's really enough.

I endured my unhappiness and stayed here for more than an hour. This terrible farce was completely over.

The air in the tree cave seems a little cloudy to me. I just want to go outside and have a good breath of fresh air.

After that, my president finally announced the end of the first day and took these people to the rest area for accommodation.

I looked a little and could only say that the accommodation place made by these flower demon spirits was really ridiculous.

Five rooms, different places, different shapes.

There is a tree hole at the root of the tree, and a curtain like room composed of vines is hung at the door.

There are also a mess of tree houses hanging on branches and looking dangerous.

Others are honestly built on the ground, but they are all sewn up by various leaves into a huge leaf bag.

Another is even more ridiculous. A huge open flower. In the middle of the flower bud, there is a bed made of a flower petal, a chair, a wooden table and a lamp. When someone comes to the middle of the flower bud, the open petals around will slowly close and completely wrap the person in it.