"What the hell is going on?" Richard wore a pair of toad sunglasses from Alpine Fort on the bridge of his nose, looking like a scoundrel and a bully, with an official tone in his mouth.

"As a lord, Ben Jue has the right to know everything that happened in Gaoshan Castle, and the little folk girl didn't hurry up and report it truthfully!"

"You're so ugly with these glasses. As soon as Anne saw his outfit, she couldn't stop laughing, "And it's so dark, can you still see things?"

"Well, I can't help it—the world always looks at me too high, just a little bit of it. The lord took off his sunglasses very stinkyly, and almost burst into tears by the sudden bright light, and forced himself to look as if nothing had happened, "Don't sell it, what is the matter?"

"Magic Tattoos are ready for mass production. ”

Richard was stunned, it was too long, he almost forgot that there was still this stubble.

"Really?"

Since last year, we have started to cultivate Naxi narcissus, and according to the original plan, it will take more than half a year to expand the seedlings. In addition, it takes a year to collect pollen to make honey and use honey to concoct tattoo materials, that is, around November this year.

But now it's only August, and it's a lot ahead of schedule.

"Hmm. The half-elf merchant nodded slightly, revealing a slight smug smile, "Because the climate is indeed cold this year, it is suitable for cultivating narcissus for a longer time, so it has been smoother than expected." ”

"Where is Mama Melissa, I have something to ask in person. The lord asked.

"In the flower room. Anne's white index finger was directed towards the upper reaches of the Angry Waves.

It's true that Richard hadn't cared about magical tattoos for a while.

So when he walked upstream, he was surprised to see with his own eyes a large area of river flats enclosed by a fence, planted with Naxi daffodils in an orderly manner.

"It's good-looking. The lord was slightly stunned.

It's not bad.

The breeze ruffles the water, and clumps of waist-high daffodils sway slowly, like soft dancing girls. The goose-yellow flowers are like delicate golden grates on top of their heads.

More than a dozen barefoot elf girls are bending down to concentrate on these delicate plants, like fairies who have fallen into the mortal dust. For a while, I couldn't tell whether it was gorgeous or delicate.

Everything is so beautiful that it borders on unreal.

"Mama's over there. Anne tugged at Richard, but the latter's feet were grounded like a sculpture of pig iron, motionless.

"Don't those bees really sting?" the lord got goosebumps at the sight of the finger-sized and black Pagani bees.

Frankly speaking, with his current flesh and skin, even if he stands still and resists, the chance of injury is almost negligible.

But few people could guess that the lord of the mountain fort, who had never been afraid of heaven and earth, was a little afraid of that little worm. Look at it twice, it's a chill that can't be suppressed for a while, how can there be any reason.

"Don't be afraid, there are elves who restrain them and won't bite people casually. Anne clearly doesn't understand this mixed feelings.

"I'm not afraid, I'm worried that these little guys will lose their lives. Richard stiffened his mouth and put on his sunglasses, trying to ignore the big bees buzzing around, and followed stiffly with a stiff pace.

Fortunately, there were no Pagani bees trying to stay on him, and the discovery made the lord breathe a sigh of relief.

"Grandma, Richard is here. Anne took off her shoes, stepped into the mud and walked straight into the paddy fields.

Richard followed suit.

As he passed, the busy elven maidens stopped their work and curtsied to the lord.

The etiquette of the elves is so beautiful. The lord sighed with emotion. Such a gorgeous action, if a human does it, it will inevitably look exaggerated, but the elf will not.

Damn, how can elf girls not tan?, he continued to ponder a serious philosophical question.

"Good day, Lord Richard. Mama Melissa took off her hat above her head.

"Good day, Mama. Richard pretended to nod his head, looking like a superior leader came to inspect it, "I didn't expect Naxi Narcissus to look so good." ”

"Yes, sometimes even I can't believe it's true. Mama Melissa smiled slightly, as if satisfied, "My childhood dream has come true. ”

"Do daffodils bloom in the summer?" Richard's gaze lingered on the delicate goose-yellow flowers.

If memory serves, the daffodils are supposed to bloom in the spring. However, Naxi daffodils are magical plants after all, and it doesn't seem surprising if they are different.

"Normally, no, but this year's climate is too abnormal, and the flowering period of Naxi daffodils is a little disordered. "But it shouldn't have too far-reaching consequences." ”

"That's good. Richard nodded, "Forgive me for asking a little bit of a sinister question, how many people have enough materials to tattoo magic energy tattoos now?"

"Five hundred. Mama Melissa obviously knew this, and replied without thinking about it, "At least two thousand tattoos can be accumulated during this wave of flowering." ”

The lord nodded imperceptibly.

Now the entire Ripper Legion has less than 3,000 people, including members like the Sgars, who don't need demonic tattoos at all.

After all, the impact power of the Earth Dragoons comes entirely from the Earth Dragon, and it doesn't matter whether the knight's strength is larger or smaller.

Two thousand five hundred points of material is almost enough to cover the whole of the whole thing, as a standard benefit for ordinary soldiers. Thousands of years since the fall of the Elven Empire, this should be the largest use of magic energy tattoos!

"In this way, now the warriors are fighting sand spiders in the new world. Richard snapped his fingers, "Please take someone to the New World to tattoo for them." ”

Ever since the steppe elf tribe came to the mountain fort, the lord has been arranging for them to practice tattooing.

Nearly nine months, just to learn a pair of "pine forest tiger down the snow mountain", is not too difficult. Now that at least 100 qualified craftsmen can be found, and it is time to see the real chapter.

"No problem. Mama Melissa bowed slightly. On that face that is always quiet and indifferent, it is rare to reveal a bit of firmness.

As an elven housemother who has experienced the vicissitudes of the world, of course she knows that the harvest without payment is like a rootless pinch, which is difficult to last.

The elves hardly engaged in any production in the mountain fort, and the military service required before was never mentioned again, but they were always protected and given, and lived quite well.

If you want to maintain this wealth, you must show enough value to match. Now they are finally waiting for the opportunity to prove themselves, and there is no room for negligence.

"How long will this wave last?" Richard continued.

"According to past experience, it will probably last for half a month. ”

"That's right, I'll almost have to go to the New World in half a month. The lord stepped on the slippery mud and returned to the shore one foot at a time, "When the flowering season is over, just come with me all the ingredients." ”