Even if it's noon, the sun in the Elven Capital doesn't give people the feeling of a scorching sun, but rather a comfortable one. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe dazzling white light shines on the pedestrians, but it only depicts the brightness of their clothes, and does not produce the heat it deserves, coupled with the constant breeze of the elven capital all year round, the elves walking on the white stone road are full of tenderness.

The kind and soft faces, and then the undefeated lilac flowers on the side of the road, the two seem to be blended with each other at this moment, and it is difficult to separate me. And there was such a lost person on the side of the road at this moment, looking at the flower and forgetting the person.

Below the tall tree is him, and above the tall tree is the flower. A little purple makes the drooping tender greenery into flowers and vines, gently swaying in the breeze, stirring reverie. The people under the tree looked at the purple mist in the sky stupidly, and their thoughts flew away, far away. No one will pay attention to this boy who is lost in the sea of flowers, because they are both elves and flowers. The falling flowers intentionally follow the flowing water, and the flowing water has no intention of falling flowers. The young man's heart is there, so the flying petals can't stop here, but can only be scattered into the world with the flow of people.

That's right, this young man who wanders the streets is Master Ozma, who has just received the approval of the white-robed elders of the elven race.

Dominated by a relaxed and comfortable mood, the idiot Ozma enjoyed the flowers and people on the street with full reverence and longing. This state of infatuation lasted until he came to this short alley. Unintentional steps, the ghost sent Lord Ozma to this short alley, the place where he had forgotten his life.

It was also a sunny day, still the breeze, still the faint fragrance that guided Ozma to this place. When he first saw the sea of purple flowers that filled the alley and almost erupted, Ozma was stunned. This reminded him of the rain and rain on that day, the thunderous cheers on that day, and the day she was there. If he could spend ten years with her for a moment at this moment, he was willing!

Hold hands with Jun at the end, and do not envy the mandarin duck fairy.

So, whenever Ozma misses her, he comes to this alley, looks at the flying flowers, and thinks of loving her.

According to legend, beautiful things will sense beautiful love, so in those three years, the flying flowers danced all year round.

Ozma, who was obsessed with it, forgot the time, forgot the mission, and forgot himself. Until the lights come on, the neon sky is full of neon.

(Note: The lamp here refers to the magic lamps unique to the elves.) Its lamps and lanterns have different shapes, exquisite and gorgeous, and under the night, they are brilliant and incomprehensible. ）

With a hint of sweetness, Ozma, stepping on the moonlight, returned to Lorain.

consulate

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"Yo~! Ozma! Why did you come back so late today, with a cheap smile on your face. Is the deal negotiated? Lord Ivan greeted Lord Ozma warmly, who had returned late.

Master Ozma, who was still immersed in sweetness, was forcibly pulled back into this worldly world when she heard this rough voice. Master Ozma put away the smile that hung on her lips and shouted to Lord Ivan:

"Yes! Big Brother Ivan. Things have come to an end. Just wait for tomorrow the elven elder to give a definite reply. ”

"That's a good dare! Ozma. Let's celebrate early tonight. Ivan said with a smile.

"That's fine, but I'm not going to pay for it!" Ozma's chicken thief's prior statement.

"How's that going to work! It's your celebration banquet, of course, it's your money! Cheeky Ivan still smiled.

"No, no, no! I can't afford to support you! Ozma shook her head firmly.

"Cut! I don't want you to raise it for a lifetime. It's just a meal, it's not a big deal. What if I lose weight one day and I treat you to ten meals? "Lord Ivan continues to act unrelentingly and cheekily.

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In this way, Lord Ivan forcibly dragged Lord Ozma, who sighed three times, to the Luolan Night Market. After the rhythm of the storm passed, Ivan's belly bulged even more, and Lord Ozma's purse had been killed.

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"Ozma. Thank you for your hospitality! This is the first time I've ever known what it's like to be full! Thank you for making me understand the joy of life! Ozma, you are my life coach! ”

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Strange Ivan held his stomach while boasting about Lord Ozma endlessly. And Lord Ozma was a bitter face without saying a word, quietly listening to the thousands of words of the fat Ivan.

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"I said Ozma. Don't stop talking. Be happy. How can this be done in front of food? You're disrespectful to the food. ”

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"Ozma. You came to the Elven Capital this time, did your friends ask you to buy anything on your behalf? Speaking of which, the handicrafts of our elf clan are truly unparalleled in the world! ”

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After a brief period of habitual silence, Ozma suddenly began to speak, as a figure suddenly appeared in his mind—Kazan.

"It's over, it's over. I forgot. ”

"It's not too late to remember. Do you want me to recommend you a few well-known crafts? Lord Ivan said indifferently.

"It's late!" Ozma said firmly.

Lord Ivan was stunned for a moment, and then said to Lord Ozma, "It's okay! Brothers! I can lend you no money. As long as you give it back to me the next time you come. ”

"Oops. Big Brother Ivan. That's not what I'm talking about. When I came, my third brother asked me to go and come back quickly, but I had been in Lorain for almost 5 days, and things were not 100% complete. Ozma said anxiously.

"It's fine. It's only 5 days. You told your little brother that you missed it because you returned to the elven capital, so you stayed for a few more days. Your little brother probably won't blame you for the delay of the past few days. Lord Ivan casually comforted Ozma.

"Huh. Maybe. Ozma reluctantly responded.

Although he agrees with Lord Ivan's point of view, in Ozma's heart, it is already full of scenes of Lord Kazan angrily denouncing him, which is really miserable.

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"How did you do that? Yes? It's been almost a month to go to the capital of the elves (Kazan-style exaggeration)?! Don't you know how many horses my military horse farm has lost this month? Forget about the loss. Based on the speed of your trip to the elven capital, when you build all the magic equipment, all the military horses in my empire may be eaten by the evil dragon! What kind of dragon do you fight when you are down? Go home and count the bones! ……”

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Thinking of this, Lord Ozma couldn't help but sigh heavily, and then looked at his wallet, which had been dead for a long time, and the sadness on his face became even more bleak.

If our Lord Ozma had been beaten like this, he would not have been our First Human Archmage. Just as Lord Ozma's grief was even worse, a light suddenly appeared in Lord Ozma's mind.

It is said that eating people has a short mouth and a soft hand. Ivan's heartless guy comforted himself a few words after eating his own things, not to mention the little brother who was understood by himself thoroughly and couldn't be more thorough. Hey! Kazan kids, brother, my sugar-coated cannonballs are coming.

At the thought of this, Ozma couldn't help but smile. This surprised Ivan, the big-bellied who was eating uncontrollably. I thought, could it be that this kid is crazy because he is too anxious? But don't go crazy when you invite me to eat! As soon as Ivan thought of this, the big-bellied Ivan ate faster.

Our great Lord Ozma, on the other hand, is still smiling, but deep down he is thinking about his bribery plan.