"Wake up, lazy cat!"

Vina stood barefoot by the window in her pajamas with a glass of sweet milk, her green fingers caressing her long brown and blonde hair, and a soft feminine voice came out of her throat and into Indra's ears.

She was looking at the children in the yard who were playing and playing, the same ones that Brad had rescued and had now been adopted by her.

She looked at these children gently, and her soft cheeks were very beautiful.

"Yawn..."Indra was still a little dazed, apparently not awake yet, and when she went to bed last night, she was held in her arms by Vina like a pillow, which made the white-haired girl's face still blush.

"Gawain and Philosill are coming back soon, you are ready to prepare" The little lion drank the milk in the cup in one gulp, sat on the kitchen table, and looked out the window very comfortably.

Vina took a lollipop from the table and held it in her mouth, she loved the sweet feeling, and only this high-energy lollipop from the Morgan family could satisfy her greedy bloodline of King Lionheart, and almost every time Morgan reported back to the family, Vina would ask her to bring back a box or two of these candies.

"I don't know what happened to my little one..."Vena muttered in a low voice, looking softly out the window, the two children seemed to have some quarrel, and they had been torn together, and she saw someone outside the courtyard enter the door, and she couldn't help but show a beautiful smile that broke the world.

A black-haired, white-skinned and slender girl came back from outside, and when she saw the two little children entangled together, she snorted coldly, her voice was very light, but it poured into the ears of everyone present.

When the children saw her come back, they quickly cowered and stood by the wall, not daring to look up at her, and the two naughty boys who had just fought seemed to have committed some great crime, and they were so frightened that they were about to cry.

"Okay, Gawain, you see how boring it is to scare them as soon as you come back. A female voice with a little playfulness in her tenderness sounded. A Swiezer girl walked in, followed by two members of the Guthrgo gang with large boxes on their backs.

As soon as the children saw her, they gathered around her and giggled and laughed. Miss Sweezer hurriedly called for the gang to open a box and take out a bag of candy.

"I like Sister Philosiel the most!" the children smiled happily, happily sharing the candy that Miss Swiezer had brought them, their happy appearance and the light that Suan had just shed

"Gawain!Philosir!" Indra got dressed and went downstairs, hugged the black-haired girl, and kissed her handsome, somewhat cold face.

The black-haired girl visibly stiffened when she was hugged, but gradually eased up, wrapped her arms around Indra, rubbed between her cheeks, and silently pushed her away.

"Yo, Indra, long time no see, Boss?" asked the girl softly, rubbing the white hair from Indra's head, handing her a candy.

"Boss, she's upstairs, just waiting for you to come back. Indra's voice became excited, and she took the candy and put it in her mouth, excited like a child.

Indra dragged the two upstairs while Vina was already dressed, and she placed the hammer next to her chair and looked at the three girls in front of her.

These are the four core members of the Guzela Gang.

The black-haired girl, Gawain Idvins, is a half-breed flower elf with a handsome face with two pointed ears with obvious elven features, but if the little ghost is here, it will be obvious that the girl has obvious red ghost blood.

Her long, black and silky hair was carefully combed in a delicate knot of elven tradition, her hair was so long that it almost hung down to her waist, and the elaborate decorations on her clothes showed her high status among the flower elves.

The girl's crimson eyes are like the most brilliant rubies, her handsome face is a bit heroic, the delicate appearance of the elves and ghosts is the most perfect embodiment on her body, and the looming dark red runes bring her a bit of mystery.

Slender and slender thighs carry two oddly shaped short-handled war halberds, bright red, hideous, and dangerous.

The flower elves originally used the same exquisite elven swords as the others, but during the thousands of years of intermarriage between the flower elves and the ghost clan, the culture was also subtly changed.

They often use some weapons that match the bloodline of the ghost clan in their bodies, such as the red ghost blood flowing in Gao Wen's body, and the short-handled war halberd in his hand is the most typical representative, the usage is complex, and the lethality is extremely high, and it has high requirements for the body.

This kind of weapon is not recognized by other elves, and is generally regarded as a barbarian weapon by the self-proclaimed noble sun elves and moon elves in the elven court, although the flashy elven long sword in their hands is often shattered by the short-handled halberds of some flower elves, and there is no room for parry.

The girl's voice is very beautiful, a little like the cry of a nightingale, revealing a bit of indifference, which is a cold-blooded characteristic unique to the red ghosts, and it is obvious that this trait has been well inherited by Gawain.

The blonde girl's name is Philochiel Morgan, the third lady of the Morgan family, and her father is the current patriarch of the Morgan family, Joseph Morgan.

Joseph Morgan and the Batesian patriarch Meyer Bates had been friends since childhood, and he had three daughters, all of whom were intended to be married to the elder Meyer's three sons, but the other two daughters were unmarried, except for Solomon, the eldest son of the elder Meyer, who married the elder Joseph's eldest daughter, Willanther.

Brian has no interest in women, and the only person who makes him mention his desire for love died in the cold land of the Ghost Country, although he and the gentle and virtuous second lady of the Morgan family, Leah Morgan, are childhood sweethearts, but they have been polite and have not made any progress.

Not to mention the third lady, the elf's eccentric and playful Philosill and the sinister, cunning, mean, and shameless Nathan are simply a pair of enemies who are falling apart, she is the only person in this world other than Meyer that Nathan does not dare to tease, the former is pure dare, and the latter is a miracle if he does not tease him.

Girls have blonde hair, blonde hair is common in the Svizer Federation, their ancestors are often the children of the Three Kingdoms of Alpine, at the beginning of the establishment of the Sviser Federation, many of the people of the Three Kingdoms of Alpine flock like a tide of bees to get a better living environment.

One of them was the Morgan family, whose patriarch moved to Swiezer and began a three-hundred-year friendship with Batesens.

Philosill's appearance matched her temperament, with a quirky and lovely face, and at first glance a young lady from a merchant's family, whose eyes were always narrowed into a crescent, and she didn't know what bad idea she was thinking.

She and Gawain are confidants and friends, and Gawain and Indra are close, it can be said that the establishment of the Gzlago gang is inseparable from the support of the Morgan family and the secret help of old Meyer.

She carried a small, delicate staff from her waist, a collection of her father, Joseph Sr., which she had kept for herself, and which had been the exclusive weapon of a deceased archmage and had carried with him since Philochiel was a student at the Victorian Mage Academy.

Philosil threw herself into Vina's arms, she liked to do so, Vina's unique temperament was somewhat like her strong and capable eldest sister, and her usual appearance was like her gentle and virtuous second sister, for Philosir, who grew up under the care of her two sisters, Vina was her favorite person.

And not Nathan's mean and shameless bastard.

Two members of the Gzlagos came up with a box and laid it down in the kitchen, and Filohill gave each of them a gold Swiezer and told them to go downstairs.

Philocher opened the box, which was full of Morgan family sweets, and she took out a bag of lollipops and distributed them to the four girls present.

"What's the plan for today?" Indra was the first to speak, the Gzlara Gang had occupied all the territories except for the Batesans, and the richest business and wealthy areas of the Batesns family made her a little greedy.

Philosher handed Vena a letter and looked at Indra with a grin, "Don't be in such a hurry, cat, the Batesnes family's territory is not easy to gnaw." She always liked to give people strange names, and Indra had a bit of tiger blood in her blood, which was evident in her white hair with a slight black markings.

Indra hated this title because Nathan always liked to use it to tease her.

She glared at Philosher viciously, but her face only looked prettier with such an expression.

Vena coughed, and all eyes were on her, and she sat in her chair, her slender and powerful legs swaying around the table wantonly, pulling out the lollipop in her mouth.

"Gawain, you go to the Keller family to be a picky eater, you can use your identity as a flower elf, remember not to make too much trouble. The majestic voice was somewhat unmistakable, and this was the way Vena got serious.

"Well, I see. Gawain agreed, she didn't like to give opinions, and her bloodline was more inclined to the ghost clan, and the red ghost's treatment of the enemy was like blazing lava, extremely hideous and brutal, but usually she was always cold.

Vena nodded in the face of Gawain, among the three core members of the Gthrago Gang besides her, she was the most relieved of Gawain Idmasse, not to mention her appearance of not eating the fireworks of the world, in fact, she was a little scared of the brutality of the battle.

"Indra, take your brothers and occupy St. Bell Street, and if you pesters Nathan against him, you must not fight him, no matter what he says, you must not fight him. ”

Vina stared at Indra closely, her voice so serious that she almost tugged at her ear and poured the words in. This girl has the best relationship with herself, but she is also a disobedient little female cat, and she can only listen to her if she is repeatedly emphasized.

"Why! I don't!" Sure enough, as Vina thought, Indra cried out in dissatisfaction, the person she hated the most was Nathan, and almost every time she saw him, she couldn't help but rush up and punch him.

"Eh, cat, cat~ don't be angry~ The boss is also for your own good, think about it, have you begged Nathan's mad dog to beg for good?" Philosill smiled even more, looking as sweet as her family's specialty candy.

"I want you to take care of... I, I, I... Hmph..."Indra actually played a little temper, like a little girl who was bullied, and muttered a little arrogantly.

"Okay, okay, this operation is very important, cat, you just listen to what Vina says" Philosill couldn't stop persuading, stretched out his finger and poked Gawain's waist, "Help me persuade, I don't want to move this little tiger." ”

Gawain glanced at her, the corners of her mouth curled slightly, barely a smile, she walked up to Indra, reached out and grabbed the collar at the back of her neck, and carried it directly on her shoulder.

Indra, who is good at hand-to-hand combat, is already a beginner in silver, a profession derived from a warrior monk, and her practice requires super strenuous exercises, resulting in her very strong figure.

Although the thousand-year-old marriage with the ghost clan has brought excellent bloodline to the flower elves, it can be clearly seen that Gawain's body is very slender, and it is impossible to see that there is any strong power.

Indra struggled, but was slapped on the ass by Gawain, and the tiger roared, but it sounded so tactful and miserable...

"So... Now it's just the two of us... Philochiel Morgan. Vina looked at Philosill with a smile in her eyes.

Philosil moved himself a chair and sat down across from Vina, reaching out to move Vena's astonishingly long legs under the table.

"I understand, Sister Vina Aslan"