Chapter 61: The Flower of Abundance(1/2)
Before the dumbfounded members of the Igor family could react, the "box girl" locked in the safe saw so many people around her, her big eyes, like golden gems, were filled with tears, and her small mouth opened and she cried loudly:
"Help! Don't come here-help-"
I have to say that the voice of this little girl is indeed very good. Even her howling sounds like she doesn't sound harsh at all. Instead, she has a gentle and beautiful feeling like a yellow oriole sings and a cuckoo.
Listening to the crying sounds in my ears, the mind of a certain lord became more and more blank.
Until now, his brain circuit that had just been hit hard still failed to solve this sudden logical fallacy:
Why is there a fucking soft girl in the safe that is decorated with the "Flowers of Blessings" of the Elf Plant?!
The fastest reaction among the people present was the old master Victor Laurie, who woke up from a dream and recited a "cool spell" and smashed the white spiritual magic halo at the beautiful girl in the safe.
Should I be said to be a junior magician in the spiritual department? As soon as this "Calm Relic" halo wrapped around the girl's petite body, she immediately stopped crying.
However, she was still huddled in the corner of the magic safe, looking at the Igor family members outside the cabinet with fear.
——It's like looking at a group of murderers, arsonists, and rapists who are at large.
"You guys! Explain the situation to her!" The master winked at the stupid Alice and Anjie.
Under the current circumstances, both women are obviously the easiest candidates to persuade the girl in this cabinet to calm down.
The master himself pulled Lord Lord, Mayor Joel and Clement away from the Death Knight, and whispered to each other in a circle.
"What the hell is this?" Xiahou Yan couldn't wait to lower his voice and cursed, "Who is this girl? Where is my elf plant?"
"Is she actually an elf plant?" Clement put forward a slightly absurd assumption.
Xiahou Yan and Mayor Qiaoer were stunned: Vegetative?
"Farling Elf Plant!" Only Master Laurie is the only one who understands.
I dare not say anything else, this senior magician who has been practicing for a long time (in various senses) knows the women of all races on the Hawen continent very well!
Just now, the master could see at a glance that the one who was installed in the safe was clearly an elf girl!
Her pair of pointed ears and the unique light green hair color of the elf are the best proof of her identity!
However, there are still many subspecies within the elves;
Because there are too few elves in the world nowadays, Master Laurie's chance of "contacting" with various elves women in his life is far less frequent than that with human women. Therefore, the master was unable to tell which ethnic group the elves girl belongs to for a while.
But in short, she is a real elf, just like a fake one!
"Lord, please think about it carefully..." Master Laurie patiently said, "...When you interrogated the deputy mercenary commander Taybil, he said word by word, "Is the Flower of Blessing" an elf plant?"
"What he said at the time was that their 'Barrel Wind' leader brought a rare elves variety 'Born Flower'..." Xiahou Yan frowned and recalled, and halfway through speaking, he realized the problem.
"Damn!" he cursed.
Is the so-called "rare elves variety" not a variety of elves plants, but a living elves?
But who is so stupid that he is so stupid that he calls an emotional, thoughtful humanoid creature by "rare variety"?
Himmler?!
"So..." Xiahou Yan swallowed with difficulty, pointed his trembling finger at the girl who was talking to Alice not far away, and said in an equally trembling voice, "...She is the so-called 'flower of fertility'?"
Master Laurie nodded in pain:
"I think she is a girl from the elf race, and the word "Flower of Blessing" must be her nickname, or some rhetorical description... We should have misunderstood. After all, this title is really like an elf plant..."
Lord Lord's spirit was almost broken.
Originally, I wanted to steal elf plants from the Grand Duke of Houston to solve the food problem in the future territory, but I backfired and got a elf girl back?
She looks fucking bad!!!
"Then what should we do?" Mayor Joel said in a hurry.
For this honest man who has been managing the town in Eagle Castle, the concept of "elves" is too far away.
"If I guess correctly, she should be an elf slave captured by the empire." Master Laurie whispered at the elf girl, who was holding tears in his eyes and listening to Alice's speech seriously. "Now, elves are a very rare race. They often live in seclusion in the eastern mountains without caring about the world; so there are many mercenary groups and adventure teams, with the main business of capturing elf slaves - as you can see, the elves are very handsome, which makes them a hot item in the slave market and a favorite commodity of the imperial nobles."
Xiahou Yan glanced at the pitiful elf girl who was kneeling not far away.
I can imagine what the group of imperial nobles used to buy elf slaves.
"So what use is she for us? Is it sold on the black market?" he asked.
"I don't think it's good... First of all, I don't support this behavior morally, which is second. The most important thing is whether you just saw that her neck was branded with the unique mark of a slave!" Master Laurie said with a bitter face, "Elf slaves as good as her "character" must have been registered. At present, we don't know where she bought or snatched her from the Grand Duke of Houston - if you just turn her over, it will attract unnecessary attention!"
"Why don't you send her back to the Grand Duke of Houston?" Clement said silly.
The other three stared at the Death Knight with their mentally retarded eyes.
Clement lowered his head awkwardly.
"At present, the best way I can think of is to keep her in the team for the time being. If you have a good opportunity, you will change hands or find a way to deal with it - an elf slave is indeed valuable, and it would be a pity to just let it go!" Master Laurie pondered for a moment, pinching his beard.
Then, he handed the Lord a look that men understand:
"Besides, this is a precious elf girl! You might be able to use it if you keep her, right?"
"Why don't you die?" Xiahou Yan was so angry.
After Master Laurie's words, Is this elf girl useless to the current Igor family?
It’s a pity to sell it but it can’t be sold.
Stay in the team as a laborer? Just use her thin arms and legs, I'm afraid she can't do any heavy work!
There is a saying that "that's what to think about when you have enough and warmth", but at present, Xiahou Yan, the lord who is so poor that he only wants to find a way out for his family, is obviously not bored yet, and is so lewd and indecent that she can work as an elf slave!
This elf girl is really a piece of food that is tasteless and a pity to throw away!
What I obviously want is an elf plant, not an elf girl... The Lord is full of magnificence.
On the other hand, with the kind words of Alice and Anjie, the elf girl had obviously calmed down.
Now, she was sipped on a thick blanket pitifully, holding a cup of hot ginger tea in her mouth.
Seeing Xiahou Yan bringing people over, she immediately raised her head and stared at the black-haired boy with some vigilance.
From the descriptions of the female swordsman and the little maid, she has learned that this young nobleman is the supreme leader of the entire team and the "benefactor" who released her from the dark safe.
Although she has been locked in the safe for more than ten days without eating or drinking, due to the special physique of the elf, she still retains enough physical strength to think, think, and think again!
The elf girl's mind began to work quickly:
What will the human nobles in front of them do to themselves?
For him, he should be considered a slave he snatched...
And what will humans do to an elf slave?
So, a wave of fear and despair quickly surged in the elf girl's heart.
However, what puzzled her was why the black-haired lord looked at her without appreciating and desire for her beauty, but was as if he was looking at a piece of garbage or a piece of waste?
Am I that ugly? The elf girl can't figure it out.
"What's your name?" Xiahou Yan walked to the elf girl, squatted down, and asked angrily.
"Vie...Vief..." the elf girl replied weakly.
"'Flower of Blessing' is your nickname?" The lord gritted his teeth and smiled.
"Yes, yes..." Vilf's face turned a little red.
Lord Lord’s great dream of “getting an elf plant to make a fortune” was completely shattered.
He turned his head and cursed silently.
"My name is Eliot Igor, the current head of the Igor family and territorial master - you should be my slave now, do you understand?" Xiahou Yan sighed and said with his eyebrows.
"Yes, yes..." Weilf replied in a low voice.
She has accepted her identity since she was captured from the mountains by those humans, branded her neck with marks and placed on the black market for sale.
What's more, the tall and burly black iron can next to her and the sharp sword on the waist of the female swordsman made her have no idea of resisting or running away.
"Very good, I'll ask you, do you know how to clean or wash clothes?" Xiahou Yan asked as kindly as possible.
"No, no..." Weilf's cheeks turned red and she lowered her head.
"Then do you know how to farm, textile, forging or any other craft?" Xiahou Yan asked gritted his teeth.
"No, I don't understand..." Weilf stared at his new master pitifully.
"Then, do you have any, am I talking about any specialties?" Xiahou Yan felt that he was losing patience.
"Uh..." Weilf tilted her head cutely, thought for a long time, but couldn't get any answer.
Master Laurie noticed from the side that the lord's clenched fists had already exposed blue veins.
"Then you, dear Miss Vilf, what can you do as a slave?" Xiahou Yan said gritting his teeth.
"Care..." Weilf's pretty face turned red and hesitated and couldn't tell what was so.
Master Laurie carefully evaluated the lord's anger level and was ready to give him a "cool spell" at any time to avoid cerebral hemorrhage.
"Mom Xipi!" Xiahou Yan stood up, his eyes full of despair.
To be continued...