Vol 6 Chapter 18

Brando knew that the interests of the fairies could be wider than the stars in the sky, and their topic could be longer than the holy river of the elves flowing in Saint Osor, and it was also endless, if it caused their curiosity It can be said in your ears for three days and nights.

This is a big trouble no less than the advent of dusk.

Brando saw that the goblin was still planning to speak, and quickly took out a honey sugar ball from the purse and stuffed her mouth with three fingers. The goblin suddenly widened her eyes and made a whine protest, but the honey candy was melted in the mouth, and she narrowed her eyes quickly, like a cat stroking her head.

"Hmm ... any more?" She asked vaguely.

"Enough for you to eat from morning to night, but if you don't eat it quickly, they will all be melted," Brando replied.

These sugars were originally snacks from Lord Roman, and most of them were plundered from the chubby dragon Starr. In order to meet the requirements of the chubby dragon, Brando was opening a sugar factory in Toniger , The merchant lady unceremoniously divided half of the shares, these shares are not gold coins, but half of the output.

To this day, he still remembers the situation where the chubby dragon cried so hard that he sought out his justice and was driven out by Hipamila.

This shows that self-injustice cannot live.

The goblin believed that Brando's words were true, and quickly speeded up eating, but unfortunately her teeth were small and white, but she couldn't bite a bite. She could only lick with a small tongue on a huge sugar ball Fortunately, this is the simple happiness of the fairies, and she soon forgot about other things.

I just stretch out a small slap from time to time and **** the honey on the five fingers one by one.

Malocha shook his mane. Let the little fairy slide from the top of his head to his back, and it seems that he is afraid that the little guy will get honey on his head.

"A crystal stag," Bai Wu looked at Malocha with his head crooked, and exclaimed: "They are elemental creatures born in the shallow sea. I didn't expect you to have such a summoner."

Andersa watched with awe a look of Brando calling Malocha. She didn't know much about the Travelling Mage, but the less she knew, the more she feared this powerful and mysterious power.

"Can Malocha take us to find the Tyrmos?" Brando asked.

"Of course," Bai Wu answered affirmatively: "They are the best guides in the fog. Some Tilmos will maintain a good relationship with the crystal stag. They are superstitious that the crystal stag will bring good luck."

"Then it can take us directly to the mountain where the storm stops?"

Bai Wu shook his head: "I don't know this either. I have only been here with the queen two or three times."

Brando then turned to Malocha and said, "We need to find the Tyrmos, Malocha. Can you find them?"

The tall stag nodded his head: "My lord, I know where they will appear, and the Tyrmos will hunt sharp seals in the misty sea near the shore of the Mirror. But they do not appear every day, but if you are lucky They will leave a light path there, and by crossing the misty light path we can find the route of the Tyrmos. "

"Isn't there a fixed foothold for the Tilmos?"

"They are sea people. They have huge fleets. These fleets move along the light path, and only occasionally stop on ice floes or islands." It paused: "Actual Lord Lord, to find Tilmos I am not the best guide. Miss Mias is. "

"She?" Brando turned to look at the goblin lying on Malocha's back. The latter is struggling with the sugar ball in his hand and has no time to care.

"The fairies have a good relationship with the Tirmos. The Tirmos are full of reverence for the Lord of the Elements. The fairies are the darlings of the elemental plane. The Tirmos think that they are gods and sometimes they are There will be a lot of goblins on the Holmes ’boat.” Malocha replied: “The goblins can always find the Tilmos, and the light boat they weave can pass directly through the light path and reach the Tilmos. Stop there. "

Brando reached out and nodded above the goblin's head: "Maroccha, can you find a way to the mountain where the storm stops?"

"White Point leads to the mountain where the storm stops. My lord, but it has to pass through an ice floe. There is a group of killer whales blocking the surface, and only the Tyrmos can bypass them."

"Just a bunch of orca?"

"That's the elemental whale. I advise you not to imagine their size," Bai Wu replied, "I have been fortunate to have seen them once. It was a young whale. It came out of the sea fog just before us. The left side of the ship ’s fleet. Its eyes are bigger than our entire fleet. Fortunately, this little guy has no interest in us and soon left with his mother. "

"This lady is right," Malocha replied.

Brando was a little bit surprised. Is that big whale still called an orca? Although it is said that the large body does not truly reflect the strength of the living beings, at least it can explain how arrogant its strength is. A creature that can reach such a degree is not born with the level of a perfect body?

Is there such a thing in this world?

He looked at the goblin: "Can she weave a bareboat?"

Although it doesn't look like it.

Goblin Mia frowned and shook her head to avoid his fingers, and snorted and replied, "Of course not, we need a lot of sisters to knit a bareboat. I can't do it alone. But I know how to call them, if If I ask, they will come to help. "

She glanced at Brando: "Our fairies are not like you human beings. You have to ask for rewards in everything you do. My sister told me that you human beings are all bad-hearted, but I still accidentally got fooled, and you were sealed into a card brand."

"Have your sister told you that you plunged in yourself?" Brando looked at her angrily.

"That was to save Lord Malocha."

"Did I ask?"

"That's not it." The goblin shook her head like a rattle: "But the sugar you gave was delicious, much better than honey."

"My sugar is not tasty at all. It's bad-hearted sugar."

"Sister said that sugar is good or bad, but the person who gives sugar is good or bad." Mias knows very well.

Brando couldn't help but be conquered by her simple dialectic. Tempered for a while. "Very well, my bad-hearted person is not going to give you any more sugar."

He didn't expect that before he had finished speaking a word, the leprechaun even cried with a sugar ball, and there were more and more sadness, and it gradually evolved into signs of wailing.

Brando suddenly had a lollipop that robbed Loli. The guilt of making Loli cry, he knows that the fairies are simple and the brain is not easy to use, but he did not expect to cry so sad for such a small thing.

"Don't cry," he said quickly, "I'm just kidding."

"Really?" The goblin stopped sobbing and looked at him tearfully.

Brandonton had a headache and nodded quickly: "But you have to summon your sisters. Because I need a bareboat to find the Tyrmos, Miss Mias, my fiancee is in the wrong hands, I'm very anxious, so the sooner the better. Okay? "

"Then do I have candy?"

"Of course there is, not only you, I will give them a reward for your sisters." Brando is not hesitant about this kind of costless business, not to mention that these sugars are originally Stam and Roman.

The little fairy's eyes turned: "That's not necessary, in fact, they don't like sugar. You can give me their share."

As soon as she spoke, an angry voice sounded in the air.

"Mias, you and anthropology are broken!"

Brando looked up suddenly. I don't know when, a little fairy wearing a glittering long dress floats in the air, and four pairs of wings as thin as cicadas are flying up and down. Frowning eyebrows stared at Miace lying on Malocha's back.

Fairies were born with a name, and they were born to know the names of every fairy. Their names have never been repeated. Scholars have been puzzled by this for thousands of years, but they still have no idea.

Then one after another in the air, their costumes were different. It looks like it's changed from ice crystals, and it has all kinds of hair. Some of them are more weird than those of the latest trends that Brando has seen in later generations, but the goblins are originally out of temper. They pursue personality, and every fairy wants to be different.

Mia Si was startled, hurrying to hug her sugar ball, staring at her own sisters in the air, calling their names one by one: "... Futa, thumbs up, what are you doing here? ? "

People who do n’t know may think she was born and raised here, but in fact Miace had never seen these fellows before, but the fairies knew each other, even if they had never before have met before.

This is indeed very unreasonable, but it is true in Vaund.

"Huh," the goblin flying up and down in the sky stared at Mias, and replied, "There is a battle here, Her Majesty, let us take a look."

When she said this, her eyes couldn't stop licking the honey sugar **** in Mias' hands, which really made people doubt the real purpose of these little fairies.

"This is mine." Miace hurriedly asserted her sovereignty.

"Dear fairies," Brando said before, "you just heard that. We need a bare boat. If you are willing to help me, I don't mind using honey candy to exchange with you. "

"I'll knit a bareboat, too," Miace jumped up, "you don't need to ask them for help!"

"You can't make it all by yourself," said the fairies, "weaving a bareboat requires many people, each of us has to participate."

"Can you give each of us a reward?" The elf headed asked.

"Everyone has a candy." The other fairies sang in unison.

"Two for each," Brando replied.

"Two for each!" The fairies sang joyfully.

"That's my sugar." Mia Si was very sad, but she said immediately and energeticly, "I'm going to join the bareboat, too."

"Then I'll give you three, Miss Mias." Brando quietly told her in her spiritual connection, the latter immediately narrowed her eyes with a smile, and looked at Brando's eyes without knowing how kind.

At this moment, she felt that her Lord Lord was the best human being in the world.

It doesn't seem that what her sister said is all right.

Andersa was staring blankly at the deal.

The world of the elements is turbulent. Rocks rumblingly fall from the White Point, and then held up by invisible magic. Ascend to the sky. The direction of the mountain of the cessation of the storm seems to be undergoing a dramatic change. Planes affect the entire world.

Maybe it will even completely change the original look of this world-

But the happy little fairies who got the promise turned a blind eye to them, and while they were working, they even sang songs:

‘Fairies’ boats,

Beautiful and delicate.

It looks like a light

Like a star.

...

Fairies' boats,

Light and small.

It goes through the clouds,

Drive across the strait again. ’

The elemental world is the hometown of the fairies. If the shallow sea is destroyed by the advent of dusk, then they are likely to lose their homes because of this.

However, the spirit of optimism of the little goblins seemed to let Brando sigh.

He looked up at the little guys forming a circle in the air, the elements gathered in their hands, forming a trace of bright light, and then gathered together, and soon formed the outline of a boat. At first he was worried that the boat made by these little guys would be a pocket boat suitable only for them, but soon he was relieved that although the boat was not large, that is, the size of a sampan, it was at least enough Let him and Malocha fit.

At this time he thought of the previous topic again, and suddenly turned back to Bai Wu and said, "Why are they called orcas? Isn't there a species with the same name in the physical world?"

Bai Meng froze, and then replied, "Because the Timothians call them that, in the hunting season, they will even hunt whales."

"They can hunt those whales?" Brando was a little surprised, so how powerful were the Tilmos?

"That's their secret," Bai Wu seemed to see the thought in his heart, explaining: "They are not strong, they are just born with the strength of the elemental realm."

"They aren't strong, they are just born with the strength of the elemental realm ..." Brando muttered to himself, finally realizing that what he was seeing was actually just the tip of the world: "Natil Will there be sages in the Morse tribe? "

... (to be continued)

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