After a night in the living room, the next day he drove the slaves out of all the miscellaneous items and bought all the furniture new. There is also the matter of logistics in Yangfan Port that must be taken care of, and it just so happens that the trade ships have returned to the port not long ago, and some of the resources that have been handed over are exactly what Shane wants.

Cleaned up, had lunch, and headed to the pier in a relaxed manner. The High Elves are almost freed from manual labor, and at first glance the machine puppets who carry goods on the docks. Soon find the berth of the Dawn Blade, where there are a few golems at work.

"Lord Shane?" The elf who manages the puppet sees Shane.

This is where the role of the "me" class manifests. The spellcaster class is at the top of elven society, sharing state power with military aristocrats such as rangers.

"You are welcome to inspect our work" The caster will not be allowed to do things such as transportation at the docks, and will arrange for someone to do it for them...... "I heard that I have entered the library, and if I had worked hard back then, I might have been called Your Excellency the Mage," the dock manager was envious.

"Give me the list of goods on the docks."

"Look"

It didn't take long for the management elves to bring a stack of forms, and Sean directly eliminated the non-material items, leaving only metal and spell dust.

"Mithril, Thorium, and Dust Essence, leave twenty percent for me, all the ingots, half the black iron," the brush wrote the word drifting on the back of the form.

The management elf opened his mouth and did not speak

"I will compensate with the golden ginseng from the nursery."

The dock manager left. The family handed over the logistics to Shane to take care of, which was originally to win over and cultivate, so he decisively fished it out.

Back in his cabin, the new furniture was stacked in the doorway, and Sean himself used levitation and mage to place them on the second floor.

Back on the ground floor, the environment seems to feel a little changed and not very natural.

"Report, found female body elf breaking in. Hostile detection, micro-hostility. "The Eye of Truth has also called the police.

"Detection, Thermometry" two arcane points of light fall to the ground, inspiring a ring-shaped halo. The spell has not yet been returned, and the hidden shadow comes out on its own.

"I've never seen an elf so decisive as to be so brazen," the visitor had a swan-like neck, and his chin was slightly raised.

"Uh~~~ Ms. Aurelia" Why do the two sisters have a habit of stalking, Shane slandered.

"I came to find Wen Lesa, I caught it here a few days ago, I told you so much what to do, and left."

With the help of the Eyes of Truth, Shane detects Aurelia and walks away. It seems that he is used as a signpost to catch Wen Lesa. The night was peaceful, except for the eyes that were always staring at the hut.

On the balcony, three magic balls surrounded the top of Shane's head, and slowly spread out his left hand, and three more magic balls appeared, doing concentric circling movements. The control broke through slightly. Shane thought, moving the orb in his hand to his head as well, and gave it a try. The two sets of orbs circled each other overhead, but the later set was a little slower.

"I wonder what Wen Resa is doing at this time?" Sean leaned back in his chair, keeping the orb running, thinking about the third sister of Windranger, and thinking about the future, with the Eye of Truth, whether the previous plan could be changed. "Ah~~~ sneeze... Who is scolding me?"

"Running to a man in the middle of the night? My good sister."

"I didn't look for a man, I just came to see Shane."

"What do you have to do with him, I think about him every day."

"We're ・・・・・・ friends, buddies, yes, buddies."

"What's so good about that cheeky male elf."

"Ah~~~ sneeze" The voices of the two sisters came from the wind. Shane put away the orb and looked over there. The woods are dark and black, and nothing can be seen. Sean didn't dare to throw spells like flares, for fear of angering the she-tyrannosaurus.

The two-ring magic of "night vision" fell on his body, and he could see it in the dark, and the two female elves stood on two branches of each tree and faced each other.

"Whoosh" a long arrow nailed to Shane's feet, and the eyes of the mother's violent and terrorist arrows pierced his heart.

Well, the female tyrannosaurus was already furious.

Wen Resa took the opportunity to escape. The two sisters are graceful, shuttling up and down as graceful as a mana swimming dragon. It wasn't until they both disappeared into the night that Sean withdrew his gaze.

The arrows nailed to the floor reflected only the light of the moon, and it took some effort to pull them out. The arrowhead is made of Mithril and is engraved with the Windranger logo. Shane put it away, maybe he can use it later.

Fireworks were set off in the next manor, and the neighbor was a local tyrant who loved to party and feast, making friends all day long, or inviting passing travelers to join in the party. Shaun was once invited, but was refused.

In a long life, pleasure has become the theme of most elves. Shane doesn't want to and can't live like them. The class division among the elves begins with the way of life.

"If you don't have memories of your past life, maybe you'll be like them, drinking good wine. Hold the female elf in your arms and show off your energy. Sean lay back in his chair, honing his spell skills, with the stars by his side.

This time, the perk was used to craft the constructed creature, but the materials lacked power cores and intelligence cores. Shane knew that even privileges must be used sparingly, so he decided to go to Silvermoon City to find the family elders and mentors to see if he could reconcile them.

Quell Sellas is always sunny in the sunwell, and today is no exception. I met a female elf on the fork in the road, and my mood was also beautiful.

"Wen Rasa! Didn't get caught? Shane smiled.

"The eldest sister left Silvermoon City in a hurry today, so I came out," Wen Resa wrote lightly on her face

"Lady Aurelia, where have you been?" Shane remembers that Aurelia left to help humanity, and that the timeline was in the Second War.

"The eldest sister went to the Ghost Lands, and the trolls over there have been restless lately."

The exact timing is still uncertain.

"I'm going to Silvermoon City, do you want to be together?"

"Okay, but wouldn't it be weird for Windranger to be with Dawnblade?"

"I don't think so, the elves who see it will probably think: Look, Windranger is on the edge of the Dawn again."

"Puff~~ Say a good image." Due to the poor family style of the two clans, the battle of will has been praised by the elves for 10,000 years, 10,000 years. "What are you going to do in Silvermoon City?"

"I'm studying Construct Biology, I'm in the hands-on stage, and I'm going to find a few puppet cores."

"Huh~~~ It's so fast, are you an elf? It's only been a short time since I entered the library. Wen Lesa's ears straightened, and she grabbed Shane's cheek and looked left and right.

"Don't make a fuss" Shane slapped Wen Lesa's hand away: "On the opposite side of the technique, I am very confident. ”

"Looks like I'll have to work hard, uh-huh," Winresa cheered herself on, then patted her chest again, "I know where the puppet core is, leave it to me, Shane." ”

The Windranger family, unrivaled among the Ranger and Sentinel, have many machine guards in their troops. Over the years, he has accumulated a lot of resources.

The solution Wenresa said was to dig up the old core. There is no need to enter the city, walk around the puppet graveyard guarded by the Windranger family, and get five power cores and two intelligence cores.

"Users, even if fixed, will experience a 10% drop in performance compared to the new cores. However, 20% of the design is rich in performance, and lowering it to 10% will not affect the final performance. "The Eye of Truth reminds you when you start.

There's always a reason why it's not recycled.

"Did it help again? Thank you, Winresa. Shane said to the elves who were with him.

"Don't be so polite, we're but... ・・・・・・ good buddies!"

Sean saw that Winlessa's face was a little red. "As a thank you, let's go back for a big meal."

"Okay, good, good, do it yourself, I'm going to eat apple pie."