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Chapter 1241 Apa, you have become a human, do you still like that unicorn? (Update 6 with ten thousand rewards)

 Gretel only glanced forward, then subconsciously raised his arm to block Cerrela's sight. He raised his arm halfway, raised his hand instead, and made a spell-casting gesture——

A cloud of darkness shrouded Appa's body, revealing only a dazed head. Behind him, Cerela groaned unhappily:

"What are you doing! It's not like I can't see!"

Gretel:……

I made a mistake, I forgot that the dragon's eyes can directly see through darkness...

It seems too late to get a hidden fog technique now...

Standing in front of him was a little boy who was six or seven years old, maybe seven or eight years old. He was a little shorter than the height he was squatting on. His skin was fair and delicate, and it looked like he could squeeze out water with just a pinch.

She has long silver-white hair with a hazy brilliance that hangs down to her waist. Unfortunately, the hair is not very smooth, but looks messy. From the pile of hair, two soft little hairs with only one parting can be found.

antlers.

Bare arms, bare feet, looking up at a delicate little face. Her gentle almond-shaped eyes were full of confusion, staring at Gretel, her lips opened and closed:

"Ah...ah..."

Appa, you have become a human!

The good news is that Apa did not turn into the form where the upper body is a human and the lower body is a deer, but instead turned into a complete human form——

Maybe it has not become complete, at least it still retains some antlers, and the edges of the ears are also a little furry. Gretel poked his head again and saw a small tail, dangling uneasily...

But you have become so small!

How come you, a mature stag, have turned into a little baby!

No, the key point is that you have no clothes on! Just be a little younger, a two or three-year-old baby, if you don't want to wear it, you can't wear it; at the age you have become, you can no longer wear it!

Gretel was in a hurry. Clothes, clothes, where are the clothes?

There seems to be no clothes for children in my space equipment... Can I use a blanket?

My blankets are all animal skin blankets. Will Apa find those sheepskin, deerskin, and alpaca skin blankets repulsive? What about bearskin blankets and leopard skin blankets?

A blanket made of wild animal skin would make Appa more uncomfortable and nervous, right?

While they were wandering around, Elder Fahim had already raised his hand, pulled out a gray-green elf cloak from nowhere, and landed lightly on Appa.

Gretel quickly followed up, wrapped him up tightly, and then gently shook his shoulders:

"Apa! Apa?"

"ah……"

The little boy in front of him tried his best to open his mouth wide and try to speak. However, changing into a human form did not mean that he could speak human language immediately. He could only shout "Aba Aba".

On the contrary, in the connection of spiritual power, pitiful and aggrieved calls kept coming:

"Boss...Boss..."

"Don't worry, Apa, I'm here." Grete hugged him carefully and used his fingers as a comb to comb his long silver-white hair. While combing, he asked:

"How are you now? Do you feel okay? Does it hurt anywhere?"

"No...it doesn't hurt anymore..." During the connection of mental power, Apa replied timidly and cautiously:

"It doesn't hurt anymore...it's getting better...I..."

….

He raised his hands, and the hard hooves turned into a pair of soft little hands, with a row of small fleshy dimples on the backs of his hands. Gretel was just thinking about what Apa was raising his hands for, when he saw his small palms clenched into fists and pointed forward with force.

One wave——

"Hi!"

A small ball of light came out of the fist. It flew forward quickly, bringing with it the sound of howling wind, but Cerela raised her hand to block it. With a loud explosion, the ball of light exploded in Cerera's palm, causing a burst of joy.

The sizzling electric light.

"Apa is pretty good!" Cerela said in surprise:

"This power is much stronger than your previous attacks! Even if it's me, I'll get hit if I'm not careful!"

Apa's little face immediately smiled happily. He clenched his fist again and shook it.

He shook his hand and reached up to the sky, trying to grab it. He grabbed it again, and he grabbed it again. His face turned red from suppressing it, and his palms were empty. There was no sign of anything...

"What's wrong, Appa?"

"I...I can't pull it down..."

Apa's voice was a little panicked. Gretel smiled and patted his shoulder:

"Don't worry, don't worry. What exactly are you trying to pull off? Can you tell me?"

A ball of light appeared in the chain of consciousness. One ball, another ball, and another ball, carrying moonlight and fierce flames, piercing the atmosphere and whizzing down - Grete took a breath silently:

Star meteor technique?

Apa, you are really a silver moon deer with ideals and ambitions...

Although the Silver Moon Deer is blessed by the moonlight and is naturally connected to the starry sky, how advanced do you have to be to be able to pull down meteorites and hit people?

"Don't worry, don't worry." Shocked in her heart, Gretel smiled softly:

"What level are you at now? Level 10? Level 11? Maybe if you advance a few more times, you can get down to level 12, 13, 14, 15? Let's not rush, take your time...

"

Serila and Elder Fahim also gathered around, praising and comforting each other. Elder Fahim fluttered his hands and released spells one after another, checking Appa from head to toe;

Serila knelt down and stroked the cloak. The cloak automatically deformed, drooped, and connected at the edges, turning into a small robe. Appa twisted a little unaccustomedly, then calmed down in the robe, letting it go

Grete tied his hair.

Soon, Grete's long, messy silver-white hair was combed smoothly and tied into a ponytail. Cerela squatted next to her, touching Apa's face and his antlers, she simply couldn't take her eyes away.

.

Gretel also wanted to get him a pair of shoes, but he took out several pairs of shoes in succession and used magic to make them smaller. Appa put them on and took a step, tripped, took another step, and tripped again.

After falling down several times, I finally kicked off my shoes and started running with a splash——

"oops!"

"ah!"

Several exclamations were heard outside the operating room. Grete and others ran out after hearing the sound, and saw several silver-white unicorns looming in the surrounding woods.

The unicorn with the smoothest fur, the slenderest figure, and the shiniest horn has even walked out of the forest and stared at the child without blinking:

"hold head high--"

Grete looked at Appa and then at the unicorns, with a confused look on his face. Forgive him, although he had cured more than one unicorn, but he always forgot about it. It was really difficult for him to identify which one was which.

arrive--

Instead, a tall and strong unicorn with steady steps and mottled horns walked out slowly, standing between Appa and the young unicorn. He looked back, and then toward Appa:

"Congratulations, friend, congratulations on turning into a human being. Among our tribe, in hundreds of years, there may not be a single compatriot who can turn into a human form."

The unicorn's tone was soothing and his voice was rich. However, as soon as he opened his mouth, the neighing of the unicorn stopped. It was obvious that he had great prestige among the group:

"But, as a human, can you still be with Hiro?"

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