Sheehan wasn't entirely uninterested in the elf's wreath.

Although this garland does not have any actual effect, if the person who can get it meets another spirit in the future, the meaning of this wreath will be great.

After all, there is no one who understands the meaning of this wreath better than the elves, and no one knows better than the elves who will be the person who gets it.

Being able to get this wreath means that this person has been recognized by a member of the elves.

At that time, even the elves who are generally wary of others will let go of some of the mustard in their hearts after seeing this garland, and it will be easier to accept this person, right?

Therefore, the garland of the elves symbolizes friendship, which is a proof of closeness, and getting it is equivalent to being able to get the friendship of the elves, and the meaning is naturally extraordinary.

Sheen looked at Merika, who was weaving the wreath, and was a little surprised.

"Is that good?"

Sheehan asked.

The implication is very simple, he is asking Merica if it is appropriate to give such an important wreath to herself.

"We don't have a good relationship, and you've even been wary of me, have you?" Sheehan said suspiciously, "In that case, it's really okay to give me the garland like this?" ”

Not to mention anything else, since Merica said that this was the first time she had woven an elven wreath, it meant that even Vivian, Tier, and Lumia had not received her gift.

In such a situation, he was guarded by the other party, and he could not be called close, but he actually knitted an important wreath to himself like this, and he couldn't help but wonder if Sheen didn't have a doubt.

Merika, of course, also understood Sheen's confusion and surprise.

At the moment, Merika's movements slowed down a little without a trace, and her head never raised her head, just maintaining a posture of bowing her head until she was halfway through.

"Actually, giving this to you has other meanings than as a thank you gift."

Merika said something like this.

"Anything else?"

Sheehan blinked.

Merica didn't answer.

It's not that I don't want to answer, but I'm embarrassed.

In fact, Merica just thinks that if she gives away this wreath, then when Sheen meets other elves in the future, that elf may not repeat her mistakes.

If you feel an inexplicable affinity with Sheen, it's hard to guarantee that other elves won't.

And when other elves feel the same way about Sheen, the other party must be as upset about their inexplicable emotions as Merika, right?

In that way, the other party will naturally follow Merika's old path, become wary of Sheen, and even have contradictions.

In order to prevent that from happening, Merika wanted to give away this wreath.

First, it can be used as a thank you gift and an apology, and secondly, if Sheen meets another elf, and the other elf sees this wreath and knows that Sheen has been recognized by the people of the same clan, then he will not be overly wary.

And...

"I can tell that Sister Vivien and Tierle actually trust you, and even President Reilly trusts you, proving that you must have something worthy of their trust."

Merica still didn't look up, but said it softly.

"My words...... It's already like this, and I have your help, so whether it's as a thank you or an apology, I hope this wreath will have that value. ”

Merika's words, Sheen understood.

To put it simply, this elf girl already knows very well that she is a trustworthy person, but she just can't trust him from the bottom of her heart, and I feel guilty about it, and I have a little self-loathing for myself, plus there are other so-called meanings, and finally, she decided to give Sheen the elf wreath she knitted for the first time.

In other words, this wreath does not represent intimacy, but is more based on Merika's own purpose.

"I'm sorry, but the motives are so impure."

Merika lowered her head for this.

Sheehan scratched his head suddenly, helpless in his heart.

According to the current atmosphere, Sheen should comfort the other party with touching words in a gentle voice, and strive to make the other party feel better, that is the normal direction.

In this way, the other party's favorability will rise in one go, leaving an indelible impression on Sheen in his mind.

In the future, this indelible impression will gradually turn into love, which will make Sheen embrace the beauty.

Don't ask Sheehan why he knew, ask is what the books say.

If this were the usual Sheehan, he would have definitely done some tricks to break the routine.

However, seeing Merika's depressed appearance, Sheen couldn't help but curse in her heart.

(How can this be ignored?) ）

Sheehan finally understands why the protagonist in the book will go up and operate first without saying a word when he encounters this kind of scene.

The beautiful girl's lost appearance, as long as it's a normal man, there's no way to ignore it.

Thereupon...

"Huh?"

In the grove, such a surprised voice suddenly rang out.

The sound came from Merika.

"You?"

Merika looked at Sheehan, her face full of surprise.

Just because, Sheen suddenly sat down in front of Merika without saying a word, and stretched out his hand, like Merica, while picking the flowers around him, and began to weave a wreath.

"I don't know, do you know?" While weaving a garland, Sheen said in an extremely casual tone without raising his head: "Weaving a wreath for the opposite sex, that is one of the means used by boys to flirt with girls among humans?" ”

"Flirtatious... Younger sister...? Merika looked dazed, completely unintelligible.

"It's just a conversation." Sheen suddenly laughed and said, "If a boy weaves a wreath for you, as a girl, will you feel a little romantic?" ”

"This—" Merica did not retort.

Obviously, Merica was in return.

As an elf close to nature, this set will indeed have an effect on the elves, including Merica.

If it had been in his previous life, Sheen would probably have disdained it.

After all, a woman in a previous life would have wanted a designer bag and a Ferrari key more than a garland......

Now, of course, Sheehan wouldn't spoil the rare atmosphere.

So, Sheehan wanted to say so.

"Most of the motives of men weaving garlands are not pure, right?"

Sheen smiled mischievously at Merika, and then at some point she braided the wreath and placed it on Merika's head.

Then, Sheehan took Merika's wreath.

"Everyone has impure motives, so it's even."

After saying that, Sheen took the garland, turned around directly, and left here.

"Wait..."

Merika reacted and wanted to stop Sheehan, but it was too late.

Merica could only watch Sheen's back disappear into the woods, and only touched the wreath on her head after a long time.

"I didn't expect that the elf could also receive someone else's garland."

Merika muttered, but her face smiled unconsciously.

Merika didn't notice that Sheen's wreath was flowing with brilliant brilliance.