0p0 Chapter 155 Philohill's Quill
Chapter 155 Philohill's Quill
Alia, who was sorting supplies, attracted a rare guest.
"Dolly? Why are you here?"
The steady girl looked at the anxious chipmunk in front of her and smiled warmly.
“What? You said slow down… there’s a monster with hooves and big wheels in front?
Oh! You mean the carriage?
OK, I'll go inform them right away...
By the way, Dolly, we have harvested a lot of raspberries in the base, and I made them into dried raspberries.
Bring some for your wife and children to try!"
A huge pile of dried fruits with an enticing aroma was placed before the little chipmunk, and the little fellow, not knowing how to take the reward home, kept spinning in circles.
Fortunately, Linlia and Ariela were preparing to go out for a tour, which saved the little chipmunk.
After putting away her kitchen utensils, Alia walked quickly into the Oak Hall.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw an extremely beautiful young girl releasing thick arcs of electricity at Ivan.
"Damn, dam ...
Ta-da-da-it’s okay-this girl will be fine after a while-ta-da-da-”
Ivan, who was already crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, was shivering and did not forget to greet Alia.
Arya waited until Lal stopped what he was doing before she walked closer and spoke to Ivan.
"Mr. Irving, have you seen Miss Philohill again?"
Since the Northern District Cult established its intelligence department, every druid who receives news about forest animals will report it to Philothir as soon as possible.
But today, no one knew where this skinny moon elf had gone.
"Philohill? I didn't see him!
Huh? I thought she was already tied to Oak Hall, but it turns out she also has days when she's absent..."
……
Philothir was indeed absent from work, and when she learned that Frey Starsong had been restored to an elf, she left Oak Hall anxiously.
Now, she was sitting next to the sleeping Frey, looking at the moon elf on the bed who had not grown in ten years.
"In fact, I used to hate you, Fulei..."
The thin moon elf was playing with his feather pen in his hand. The sharp tip of the pen was imbued with some kind of magical power and was emitting a strange light.
"The accident you caused took away my fiancé, a few passing civilians, and a whole team of guards patrolling nearby."
The feather pen turned back and forth, and in the thin elf's hand, it was like a dagger, flexible and deadly.
"I spent ten years training myself to be an assassin, enchanting every item on my body to turn them into weapons...
But when I saw you again, I hesitated... I hesitated, Frey Starsong."
The rotating feather pen suddenly stopped, and the cold light on the tip of the pen was imprinted in Philohil's eyes, emitting a faint fluorescence.
"You are just a child... A high-level wizard who caused the explosion in the White Tower is just a child who has not yet reached adulthood..."
The tip of the pen, shining with a cold light, walked into Frey Xingge's eyelids, with fluorescent light flowing on it, and the magical power contained in it seemed that it would burst out at any time.
“When we were in the Elven Courtyard, there was a tall white wall between commoners like us and you mages;
But here, it seems to be completely different.
You are not that high and mighty wizard, and I am not that unknown enchanting shop owner.
For you and me, maybe this is where life begins..."
Philohill put away the quill neatly and skillfully, totally unlike her usual frail appearance.
"Frey Star Song, I think I have a lot of time to see if I am right or wrong in letting you go...
If one day you become a monster who disregards life, I will use this pen tip to end your life."
He calmed his red eyes, took out a nice handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped the tears from his cheeks.
Suddenly, she stood up and quickly hid behind the door, her slender fingertips in the pockets of her belt.
"Squeak-"
The wooden door of Frey's apartment was opened, and the unremarkable human walked to Frey's bed and tucked the blanket around her.
As if he felt that Frey's recovery was too slow, his hands glowed white and he cast a healing spell on the unconscious Moon Elf, causing the beautiful girl to murmur strangely.
After doing all this, Alvin turned and walked out the door, gently closing the wooden door.
Philohil breathed a sigh of relief. Although Alvin was a bit unreliable, he was a very good human being.
She didn't want the other person to see her in such a dark state.
"Actually—what you need is to reconcile with yourself, right?"
Ivan's voice came from outside the door, making Philohill nervously put his hands back into his pockets.
"Alia is waiting for you in Oak Hall..."
After saying this, Philohill heard the footsteps outside the door getting farther and farther away.
He still knew...
The thin elf leaned weakly against the door, and his cheeks, which had been wiped dry, became wet again.
Make peace with yourself?
Mr. Ivan, you are really a kind and sensitive human being...
……
The Wasteland Tribe welcomed a group of magical guests today.
The druid neighbor arrived at the east shore of Mirror Lake with four tall frost giants.
Most orcs have never seen frost giants. These tall, strong creatures with blue skin make many orcs shudder - the evil frost giants will eat naughty children, and this legend also exists among the orc community.
However, because they were in a druid team, the orcs were not afraid of the frost giants, especially the female leader.
After all, beautiful creatures are usually not that bad.
There is no Yin Susu in the main material world who taught Zhang Wuji earnestly, telling everyone that the more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to lie.
Otherwise, the young orcs watching nearby would surely scatter immediately.
"Welcome... Uh, Mr. Il, isn't this aid team a little too large?"
Broken Tooth Wasteland stood outside the chief's tent, personally welcoming the druids who came to provide assistance.
"Hey, maybe Bol has gone crazy and insisted that we build the orc city as quickly as possible."
The impatient Il complained a lot along the way, but since he didn't know the truth, most of the time he was complaining about Boll, who thought of himself as the team leader of the construction team.
"Where's the rare steel? Where's the rare steel that Boll was talking about? Take me there!
The Frost Giants work hard, but we need to see the rewards first!"
Hejia was much more straightforward than Ier. In her opinion, one hundred pounds of rare steel was more than enough to forge a heavy weapon.
If we save some materials, we might be able to forge a set of armor that half covers the body.
Which warrior doesn't want such equipment!
Broken Tooth was stunned for a moment, but because of Soyi, his impression of the Frost Giant was not too bad.
"Huh? Ah!
No problem, beautiful Miss Frost Giant. A batch of rare steel just happened to be delivered today.
I'll arrange for them to send some over right away."
After saying that, he waved his hand and asked Tietou and Duyan to push a flatbed truck covered with a tarpaulin over from the distance.
When the cart came closer, Broken Tooth pulled open the tarpaulin on the cart, revealing at least five hundred pounds of rare steel ingots underneath.
For Broken Tooth, who had participated in the rescue operation of Tagon, these five hundred pounds of rare steel were nothing.
After all, the cube that Soi carried away weighed more than 500 pounds.
"Ivan said that he would give out a thousand pounds of rare steel as a reward for the construction team. Here is half of it..."
Looking at the shiny metal ingots on the flatbed truck, the frost giant Hega went crazy.
"Bo~er~
You are so stingy even to your own sister!
If you don’t give me an extra hundred this time—No! If you split this rare steel equally, I will tie you to a rock and beat you like we did when we were kids!”