"Thank you?"

Sheehan couldn't help but stop.

No way.

“...... Isn't it a personal promise? ”

Such a muttering sounded slightly, and it was exceptionally clear on this silent path.

"Huh?" Merika was stunned for a moment, and then said in a panic: "No... Not really! ”

It seems that this elf girl still knows very well what it means to make a promise with her body.

"And what are you going to do?"

Sheehan turned around again, an expression of interest.

"That..."Merika was stared at by Sheehan, as if she felt very uncomfortable, and hesitated for a while, before pointing to the woods next to her, and whispered, "Can you please come with me first?" ”

Hearing this, Sheehan overreacted.

"The grove?"

At this moment, Sheen only felt that the speed of light in his mind flew by hundreds of G's.

Merika, who didn't know that Sheen was almost out of thought at this time, was about to go in the direction of the woods, but her eyes couldn't help but drift in the direction where Margerey was.

"Can you really leave him here alone?"

Merica looked a little worried.

"That's fine." Sheen rolled his eyes and said, "Don't worry about him anymore, he was and is thinking about someone who wants to hurt you, why worry about the safety of such a person?" ”

It's better to say,If it's in which book with Long Aotian as the protagonist,The appearance of this kind of person,It's usually directly used by the protagonist to frustrate the bones.,Crazy pretend.,The standard supporting role used to get the favor of beautiful girls.,Generally, they don't live for ten chapters.,Sheen just gave the other party a lesson.,Compared with the protagonists of the past dynasties,It's simply compassion.。

Of course, this is also because Sheen and Merika don't have a very good relationship, they can't even be called friends, at best they are just teammates, and they are still teammates with a time limit, and the other party does not take care of Sheen like Vivien and Relily, so Sheen can have a simple and unpleasant attitude, and only teach Margaret a lesson.

If Margeret's target is Sheen's lover or even his wife......

In an instant, Sheehan's mind was once again flashing hundreds of G's at the speed of light, only this time, these images were not pink, but red like blood.

"Babble...!"

Margeret, who was hanging from the tree, did not know if he was tormented in a nightmare, or if he sensed some coldness, but he unconsciously shook and let out a faint cry of sorrow.

Although Merica was a little concerned about Margeret's condition, she didn't know if she remembered this time and the last time she was entangled by Margere, so she finally bowed her head and left without saying a word, and got into the grass.

Sheehan immediately followed unhurriedly.

Suddenly, only Margeret was left hanging at the scene, swaying, looking a little demonic.

......

On the other side, Sheen followed Merika into the woods.

However, not long after entering the grove, Merica stopped and crouched on the ground.

No, that posture is not so much a squat, but a kneeling on the ground, like a small animal, with even his hands propped up on the ground.

“......”

Sheehan, who was walking behind, froze there, looking at Merica, who suddenly landed on all fours and pointed the cute and seductive little peach in his direction, his face twitched one after another.

What is it?

Is it an invitation?

It's an invitation, right?

It's an invitation!

That's exactly what happened!? It's a personal promise, right!?

No, no, no, this is no longer the point of making a personal promise, is it really okay to use such a posture as soon as you come up?

Just when Sheen couldn't help but shake, there was a strange movement on Merika's side.

"———— goblin, respond to me————"

In a dreamy chant, Merika's little hand pressed to the ground and began to unleash her magic.

It was a very soft, warm, and heart-warming fluctuation of magic, and around the place where Demerica's palm was, flowers began to grow at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"What is this?"

Sheehan froze.

Immediately after, Sheehan remembered something.

"I think I've read about it in books."

That's a record of the elves as a race.

It is said that among the many races of the human race, the elves are not only an extremely famous and noble magical race, but also have outstanding appearances and a high affinity for magic, and are highly sought after and respected by the rest of the races.

Because of the relationship with very high magical talents, elves are almost all natural magicians, able to use all kinds of magic, and the magic power is much higher than the rest of the race, and can even be comparable to the demons, so the elves are also a race favored by the gods, most of them can get the blessing of the gods at the upper god level, and the royal family of the elves has appeared several beings blessed by the gods of the three goddess levels, and many have fought side by side with the brave people of the other world, and various stories and legends have been born.

Such elves, because they are born from nature and have a very high affinity for nature, their magic has a characteristic that people of other races do not have.

That is, the magic is filled with extremely rich vitality, and it can even affect the surrounding environment, causing flowers and trees to grow rapidly.

Now, Merika seems to be doing something like that.

"Please wait for me."

It didn't take long for Merica to stop, turn her head, and smile at Sheen.

I have to say, that smile is not good, really bad.

The scene of the pure and beautiful elf girl sitting among the flowers looking back and smiling, in addition to being very bad, what else can be used to describe it?

Unaware of all this, Merica began to pluck the flowers one by one, even the rhizomes, and then quickly weaved the vines with skillful techniques.

Seeing this, Sheen probably understood what Merika was going to do.

"Are you going to weave a wreath for me?"

Sheehan asked.

"It's... Yes. Merica nodded and whispered, "Although it's my first time doing it, I know exactly what to do." ”

Because, that's what any elf would do.

Since the elves are a kind and conservative race that is close to nature, when people of other races are recognized by them, they will use their magic to give birth to magical flowers, and weave them into garlands to send them as a sign of gratitude or closeness.

The magic carried by this wreath will continue to circulate inside, so it will not wither and deteriorate even after ten or twenty years.

Owning this garland means gaining the trust or gratitude of a certain elf, which is a very worthy thing to show off in the human world.

In the kingdom of mankind, there are even nobles who want to collect elven garlands at any cost, which shows how significant this wreath is.

Now, Merika plans to thank Sheen with a wreath of flowers she has wove as a token of appreciation.