"Oli, you stay here and tell the Kulakuka tribe about the common sense of the Old Continent, as well as the rules and taboos of Pat Manor."
After Angel finished speaking, he left the hall with Leon and Mana, the maid.
Outside the castle, Angel could already faintly hear people talking about the Kulakuka clan, and from time to time, people stretched their heads to look in the direction of the hall.
Until they were in a deserted place, Angel turned around and said, "Now that we have agreed to let the Kulakuka tribe stay, we have to decide how to resettle them."
The head maid Mana immediately said: "There are empty rooms on the third and fourth floors of the castle. I can sort them out later and use them as a resting place for their family."
Angel: "Although the Kulakuka tribe are guests, they are also residents of Gru Town. Do you plan to let them live in the castle all the time?"
"Then how do you think we should arrange them?" Leon asked.
"As I said just now, they can actually be called a clan of craftsmen. You just need to find a piece of land for them outside, and they will build their own homes."
When Angel said this, he thought of Babaya's hometown, Muya Village.
The entire Muya Village is built in a Manyue tree. Whether it is the mortise and tenon house structure or the "elevator"-like mechanism, the ingenuity of the Kulakuka people can be seen.
"For now, they can temporarily live in the building just now, and then they can move there after they build their own village."
Leon thought for a moment and agreed with Angel's idea. After all, he promised to be a permanent legal resident, so naturally he could not keep it forever.
In the end, Lyon selected a resettlement site for the Kulakuka tribe on a grassland near a tea garden. There was an old red-leaf tea tree next to it, which was backed by a hillside to protect it from the wind. There were also ditches nearby to protect the land from heavy rains and waterlogging.
It is also considered fertile and can allow the Kulakuka tribe to recuperate.
After confirming the location, Angel asked Mana, the head maid, to take Ku Miaomiao there to see if she was satisfied with it, and then arranged for someone to clean up the nearby weeds while he and Leon moved aside.
In spring, the red-leaf tea tree has slender green leaves, and the sunlight shines through the lush branches and leaves, casting a patch of mottled shade.
Angel leaned against the tea tree, while Leon sat cross-legged in the shade.
The breeze blew by, making Angel feel like he was back when he was a child...
"I still remember when we were young, we played hide and seek. I was sitting on the trunk of this tree. Even if you found me, you couldn't catch me. I was running around under the tree." Leon said with a smile, his eyes looking at the tea tree.
, seemed to have seen the situation back then, "I remember you were crying in a hurry?"
"Are you crying in a hurry? It's because you threw your knotted seeds at me from above, making me cry in pain." Angel had a black line on his face and didn't want to mention the dark history at all.
"It's the same anyway." Leon had deep dimples on his cheeks when he smiled, which was somewhat inconsistent with his masculine persona. Although he was less tough, he was a bit more gentle.
"Let's not talk about this topic anymore. By the way, what are your future plans? If nothing unexpected happens, your mental power value should have passed 10 points. Do you plan to follow Lord Huis back to Storm Canyon?" Angel changed the topic.
, asked.
"My mentors have not agreed to be my mentor, so who knows the future." Leon shrugged: "But rather than going to the unknown and misty continent, I actually want to continue living here, because I still have my responsibilities here."
"I remember, isn't your dream to travel around the world?" Angel asked with raised eyebrows.
"At least not now." Leon spread his hands and lay down on the lawn, light spots floating on his face, his expression was very calm, but the hidden excitement in his eyes could see his unruly soul.
While they were talking, the head maid Mana came from afar, bringing not only Ku Miaomiao but also the entire Kulakuka clan No. 77 with her.
"They all wanted to see where they would live in the future, so they all came." Mana walked over quickly and said.
"You go over and ask them for their opinions. I still have something to tell my brother." Angel said.
Mana nodded and returned to the Kulakuka tribe, discussing territorial issues with them.
Leon looked at Angel curiously: "I thought you were chatting with me. What else do you want to say?"
"It was indeed just a small talk before." Angel paused and got down to business: "Actually, this time I brought back another person besides the Kulakuka clan."
Leon: "Huh?"
"To a certain extent, this man can be called an all-around craftsman. It's just that his aesthetics are a bit biased, and he has a bad temper." Angele paused: "But in terms of the craftsman's skills alone, he
Very useful for Pat Manor."
Leon sat up and looked at Angel: "What do you mean, he will stay here too?"
Angel nodded, then waved his hand, and a figure appeared at his feet.
Before Leon could see his appearance clearly, he heard a roar: "Why did you leave me there alone, even the building is gone? Who can I talk to? You promised me that you would give me a luxurious life.
, you don’t keep your promise!”
Leon was stunned, but he saw a dwarf who was about as tall as Angel's calf, grabbing Angel's trouser leg and howling angrily.
"Why is he a little kid?" Leon muttered to himself.
The dwarf turned his head angrily, his eyes red with anger: "Little one? Who are you calling little one? I am the noble prince of the Aya people! If you dare to call me little one, I will kill you!"
The dwarf shouted and rushed towards Leon, but Leon blocked his progress with a wave of his hand.
"Your Majesty the Viscount is right, you are a dwarf." A clear and naughty voice came from the tree.
Leon looked up and saw a girl from the Kulakuka tribe wearing a goose-yellow skirt, sitting on a leaf, swaying leisurely as if on a swing.
"Jin Cancan, you are such a poisonous snake, you will never get married in the future!" Nami jumped up and pointed at the girl and yelled: "You say I'm short, but I'm seven or eight times taller than you!"
"But in the eyes of humans, our height is that of fairies, and your height is that of a dwarf." Jin Cancan laughed playfully, stimulating Nami with his own logic.
While they were scolding each other, Angel walked up to Leon and said, "This is their daily life. I usually don't dare to put my mental power into the bracelet. It's too noisy."
Leon was in a daze at the scene in front of him. When he heard Angel's voice, he placed his eyes on Angel's wrist: "This is your space prop..."
Leon heard about space props from his mentor. They are extremely precious things that many official wizards may not possess.
Not only did Angel have it, but he could also pretend to be a living creature. He actually wanted to ask about it early on, but he thought he would find out his brother's secret, so he kept his curiosity in his heart.
"Yes, this is a space bracelet." Angel paused and secretly told Leon through voice transmission: "I refined it myself. When you develop your spiritual power, I will refine one for you."
Leon subconsciously wanted to refuse, but Angel said: "Toby also has a space prop that I refined, and the space prop is very simple to refine."
Are space props easy to refine? But didn't the mentor say that space props are very rare? Suspicion flashed in Leon's eyes. Could it be that the mentor was lying to him.
When Leon was about to ask, Angel changed the topic back to Ayato.
"This little one is called Nano..."
"I'm not a little boy, I'm the noble prince of the Aya people!" Nami heard Angel's words, and although he was exchanging words with Jin Cancan, he didn't forget to turn around to argue, and continued to scold Jin Cancan after he finished speaking.
"Nano is a humanoid race, and this race is called Ayato. The Ayato race are all born craftsmen, and they are very artistic, and are especially good at tailoring."
Before Angel finished speaking, Leon said: "His cuckold, red coat and pink silk shirt were designed by himself?"
Angel nodded silently: "Although the color is wrong, the style is still very good-looking. Except for Nano's aesthetic taste of color, everything else is pretty good."
Leon chuckled twice, which had a profound meaning.
At this time, Jin Cancan on the treetop suddenly said: "Sir Viscount, in fact, many of the clothes of our Kulakuka tribe are made by Nano, including this one on me. He is actually very good, but he has a little color vision impairment."
After Jin Cancan finished speaking, she also spun on the tip of the leaf, showing off her exquisite and beautiful skirt that shone with golden dark patterns in the sunlight.
I have to say that this dress alone can be called an art treasure.
After listening to Jin Cancan's support, Nami was not happy at all: "Who has color vision impairment? The colors I designed are obviously the most beautiful. The color selection of the dress you asked me to cut is really ugly and looks like a lump.
Soar!"
There was another quarrel over there, and Angel sighed: "Nami has a bad temper, but he still has a good heart."
Leon laughed again.
"Nami used to be a prince, but later he met me in a difficult situation. I promised Nami to give him a luxurious life that would no longer lead him to wander around, so I brought him back." Angel said.
"Is there a causal relationship here?" Leon was confused when he heard this, "Also, you mean, we have to provide for him? Give him a luxurious life?"
"That's not necessary, he will use his own ability in exchange for it." After Angel said this, he stopped the quarrel between Nami and Jin Cancan, then brought Nami over and introduced Leon's identity to him.
"I once said that whatever kind of life you want, you have to pay the price. From now on, the quality of your life will be judged by Viscount Pat. If you want to live a luxurious life, you must at least prove that you have this ability.
"Angel said to Nano.
Nami looked at Leon with some dissatisfaction. He remembered correctly, it was Leon who called him little one before.
But no matter how dissatisfied he felt, he temporarily suppressed it when he thought of living a luxurious life in the future.
Nami stretched out his hand and closed his eyes. Soon, threads of silk came out of his palm.
In Leon's suspicious eyes, Nano quickly weaved the silk threads into satin. The satin shone brightly in the sun, showing its high quality.
Soon, a piece of silk with a radius of one meter appeared in front of Nami.
Looking at the silk fabric, Leon could even feel a faint chill.
"Ayato can produce silk independently." Angel explained: "The quality of this silk is almost advanced. This piece of silk alone would cost two or three magic crystals in the wizarding world."
Angel paused, "If it were in the mortal world, this piece of silk would cost at least a thousand gold coins."