Walking into the inscription shop, Atumus took off his black gloves, pulled a rolled piece of parchment from the bookshelf, and threw it on me. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Write it." He sat down at the table, poured himself a glass of water, then crossed his legs, propped his chin and pointed to the table.

"Write...... What to write? I was startled by the parchment roll that had been thrown over, and asked with some inexplicable hands in my hands.

"You said you could write an inscription, so you have to prove it to me, right?" Atumus glanced at me.

Artumus: Is this trying to test me?

I understood instantly, and sat down at the table and laid out the parchment.

But...... What is better to write?

While twisting the cap of the paint bottle, he quickly recalled the inscription patterns that his character had learned.

Soon, I dipped in paint and, with the help of memory, wrote a rudimentary glyph on parchment using an inscription writing instrument.

"Lightning Glyph" is a low-level glyph that can be embedded on any weapon, allowing the user's weapon to have the effect of summoning lightning, but the effect in real combat is related to the weapon and the user's own attainments.

"It's written." When I was done, I lifted the engraving.

"Little girl, where did you learn your inscription?" Atumus asked, looking at the parchment in my hand.

"Nodashir." I replied.

When I say "Nodashir", I am not deceiving Atumus, because many of my comprehensions of the inscriptions were realized when I was rubbing the inscriptions on Nodashir.

"Well," he sighed, "then tell me, what do you want to do when you come to the Inscription Shop?" ”

I hesitated to tell me what I was going to do, but Atumus was even more surprised.

His eyes became more and more weird, and his mouth opened wider and wider.

Finally, his lips trembled, and he pointed at me: "I thought you were here to study the inscription, but I didn't expect that you were actually here for money?!" ”

I glanced at him, I really don't know that oil and rice are expensive, what does it mean to "actually do it for money"?

"As the saying goes, money is not a problem, but the problem is no money!" I quibbled.

Atumus was a little angry, and stood up suddenly: "How can the Night Elves have a little girl like you who doesn't know what to do. ”

With that, he pushed me out the door.

Of course, I didn't want to leave like this, and while struggling, I asked inexplicably, "Why are you driving me away?" You haven't said if you can let me sell you the inscription! ”

Atumus was furious and yelled, "Do you even know what you're talking about? ”

I shook my head blankly.

Atumus pointed to the paint on the table and said, "This is the inscription writing pigment - the mysterious pigment, which is very rare and can only be used by the highest level of inscriptionists!" He pointed to the "lightning glyph" I had just written, and said, "This lightning glyph sells for up to five gold coins." ”

"And then?" I'm still a little puzzled.

Artumus asked rhetorically, "What does this mean?" Don't you understand? ”

I shook my head: "I don't understand. ”

Atumus angrily pushed me out of the door of the inscription shop.

The moment the wooden door was slammed shut behind me, I heard Artumus's roar: "You take the priceless precious comprehension paint, and tell me that you want to write low-grade glyphs and sell them for money, you go away for me!" Don't let me see you again! ”

"Hey, hey! "Hurry up and open the door," I slammed on the door and shouted, "Isn't it okay for me to write with low-grade paint?" ”

"Get out!" Atumus roared, and the barrier immediately emitted a burst of light, throwing me far away.

I was shocked by the power of the barrier and flew to the wall opposite, dizzy and starry in my eyes.

It took me a long time to rub my sore buttocks and get up from the ground.

Hell, how did this thing get so grumpy when he crossed into the game? Not like that before?

Looking up across the street, I couldn't even see the shadow of the inscription shop.

Gone?

Depend on! Rejected me and hacked me a jar of mysterious paint? Not suitable, right?

……

A few days later, the day of the dance finally came, and I put on the long sky-blue dress that Sénoen had sent me, and the headband that Severn had bought for himself.

He turned in front of the mirror and looked at the Night Elf in the mirror.

I took a few deep breaths and headed to the place where the dance party was held.

This place, known as the "Supreme Palace", is a spired castle that reaches into the sky, and the marble exterior wall looks white and innocent in Silvermoon City, and it is very noble. The exterior decoration is carved in the shape of a unicorn's head, and the royal coat of arms of Silvermoon City, a crescent moon, hangs at the top of the main entrance.

Outside the palace stood a number of palace guards in silver-plated armor, and I explained my intentions, handed over the handwritten invitation from Celona, and was allowed to enter the hall.

Today, the entire first floor of the palace is set up as a banquet hall.

I looked at the high ceilings and the glimmering marble floors, and my heart was filled with admiration. Such ingenious workmanship, magnificent royal palaces, can only be seen in the city-states of the High Elves, right? The banquet hall is surrounded by a variety of beautiful plants and flowers, and the carpet is also red and embroidered with phoenix patterns. The surrounding walls are carved with reliefs of flowers, vines, ferns, trees and animals.

The hall was filled with music, and the nobles stood in splendid costumes, talking gracefully, sometimes bursting into laughter.

The waiters, dressed in neat and clean white suits and meticulous hairstyles, walked through the crowd with a variety of drinks and wines.

"Miss, would you like a drink?" A handsome waiter stood in front of me and held a tray full of goblets high in front of my eyes.

"Thanks, no need." I smiled and shook my hand, politely rejecting his offer.

I've always been too drunk to drink, and today is an important ball, so I can't get drunk.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd.

It turned out that the prom had begun.

A presenter in a suit stood in front of everyone.

I saw him holding the microphone and said affectionately to everyone: "Beautiful ladies, handsome gentlemen, welcome to this Victory Ball in Silver Moon City." ”

There was an immediate cheer from the crowd, and some people began to applaud.

The host looked at the enthusiastic crowd and smiled, and said, "At the beginning of the ball, allow me to introduce our heroes of this war!" Members of the Silver Moon Council! Defeat the Troll Knight! His Highness Cynoan! ”

Only a burst of female cheers was heard below, which was deafening.

"And!" The host's voice sounded again: "His beautiful fiancée, Her Royal Highness Princess Belea!" ”

This time, there was no cheering and screaming from the women, only the loud applause of the men.