Halfway through, Agni received a message from Minte, and she was coquettish and asked Agni to help her bring desserts.

"Little brother, help others bring it! ~I'm too familiar with the store.,If you buy it yourself, you'll definitely be recognized~The head of the regiment will beat people's butts~'This is a message from Mingte.

"......" A drop of cold sweat dripped down from the flames, and there were too many grooves and I didn't know where to vomit.

"I can't hold food in my folding bag!" The fire returned.

His is a white wurm leather bag for full-time combat, but it doesn't have the preservation and stability function of Minte, put it in and take it out, maybe a few daggers will be buried in it.

Minter's message came.

"Oh?~Little brother~?You'll help someone bring it over~☆Momoda (づ ̄ 3 ̄)づ』

The ".................." fire almost fell off the overpass, and the cold sweat on his head couldn't stop dripping down. Big sister, please stop selling cute!

Agni, who was defeated by Minte, had to take a little more turn and go to the legendary "Emile's Candy House" to buy sweets for Minter and Layla. It wasn't because of Minter's coquettishness, but because he thought that Layla had never eaten them – and of course he never had ever eaten them himself – those legendary sweets, and it would be nice to take the opportunity to give her a taste.

"Emile's Candy House" is a dessert shop run by elves, and all the jobs in the store are taken on by elves except for the clerk who serves and registers. Most of the elves who work hard to collect nectar in and out of the city every morning work for this shop.

The elves are naturally brewed with honey, but they are a treasure for all dessert lovers, and a very large number of female players linger here every day for the satisfying enjoyment.

Of course, there are a lot of men outside of the first time, and normal players are fine. But there are also some perverted dead houses, who secretly spread rumors that Emile's candy is poop from elves, and often flock to buy fresh desserts, flocking to these legendary holy relics.

"Honey is supposed to be bee poop! The elf's honey brew is, of course, the elf's poop! Long live the pink poop! "This is a perverted declaration made by a certain leader of the dead house wearing a pink giant helmet, which is a continuation of the love for a two-dimensional beautiful girl.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, it is not unreasonable...... Of course, as a gentleman with normal three views, he must hate this kind of remarks! Strongly resisted! For the perverts who spread such false statements, see one and fight another!

Of course, Agni hadn't heard of such rumors for the time being, and he walked into Emile's candy house full of girls.

"Del Delle! There's a new guest here! A figure with colorful light particles jumped up and down in front of the flames, and there were several equally small figures floating overhead.

This is a little elf with butterfly-like wings, the same as the elf of Mage Pelos, about a dozen centimeters tall, with a round little face that is a little baby fat, and the body is similar to that of a human female, but it is a hundred times smaller. Elves are nature's darlings, born from floating islands in the clouds, with an innate attraction to magic elements.

In ancient times, magicians believed that elves were the source of magic, and called them elemental elves, according to the different spell preferences of different elves, the magic elements that make up magic were classified, divided into earth elements, atmospheric elements, water elements, fire elements, and so on. It wasn't until modern times that people figured out that elves had nothing to do with the source of magic.

However, the custom of signing a contract with elves has been preserved, and it is not easy to have the ability to gain the trust of elves. Of course, this is also the reason why the dead houses of various countries, especially one island nation, are so focused on becoming magicians, and can only wish them good luck for these rookie mages with impure purposes.

The topic is far away.

With the cheerful cry of the elf, the clerk named Dale came over, all dressed in black and white maid outfits, and I don't know who gave them the idea - it can only be said that it is very good.

"Welcome to Emile's Candy House, do you want to eat here or take it away?" Dale smiled impeccably.

"Ah, hello." The visual impact made Agni a little nervous, "That, I want to take it out, please prepare a lunch box for me." ”

"Okay, is it the first time for the guest? Need I introduce you? ”

"Well, no, no, I'm here to help someone bring it, she has already told me the varieties I want to buy, and I'll just choose it myself." Agni waved his hand.

"In that case, then you buy the meal first, and I'll go get the lunch box." Dale handed him the basket in her hand and said, "Please put the food you bought in the lunch box." ”

Agni thanked him, picked up his basket, and began to select the dessert that Minter and Layla needed from the list.

What he didn't expect was that he had been targeted by the elves.

The elves whispered around in their own language.

"Did you hear it? He's going to bring it! ”

"Aren't those perverts still dead?!"

"It's scary, it's scary!" The elf began to cry as he spoke.

"Duoduo, Duoduo, don't cry, don't cry!" There was a little elf next to her to comfort her.

"No, no, no! Can't sell candy to them! The little elf with butterfly wings just now clenched his fists angrily.

"Nini is right! We can't let them succeed anymore! ”

"But Daile will be angry, Dai'er is terrible to scold!"

"Dale is not allowed to bully guests! I'm going to get my ass beaten! ”

"So what to do, do you want to watch him go?"

"No, no, no! Those people are going to have strange parties again! ”

"Can't let him go! Those who say candy is our poop! Nini huffed and crossed her waist and said loudly.

"Wow!" "Woo!" "Ahhh The elves blushed, flapped their wings wildly, and covered their eyes and screamed.

"Sisters! For our sweets not to be defiled! Beat him into a pig's head! Nini shouted, leading the charge towards the flames.

"Beat it into a pig's head!" The elves worked together, clenched their little fists and followed.

The fire that was shopping for desserts never expected a catastrophe from the sky, and a small figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and before he could react, he was punched by the elf on the tip of the nose!

Not to mention, the elf's strength is quite big, the fire of this punch was a little unexpected, he screamed in pain, covered his nose with his hand, and the meal basket slammed on the ground.

"Hit him, hit him!" "Beat it into a pig's head!" "Poop dead house!" "Great pervert!" The elves swarmed up, waving their tiny arms and legs and punching and kicking the fire.

"Wow...... Wait a minute...... What is this for...... Ouch! Don't hit the eye! Stop! Agni was attacked completely unexpectedly, but when he saw what was attacking him, he couldn't bear to fight back, so he could only be beaten passively.

Fortunately, he still remembered calling for help: "Ah...... Don't, don't fight...... It hurts...... Miss Dale! Help me! ”