A gathering place for elves.

"Little girl Qin Xin, are you back so early today?" In the window of a small cabin, an elf leaned out of her upper body and greeted me.

"Your Highness the Elves who are bullying us again." The female elf looked at the elf princess who was carrying me on my shoulder, and joked to me with a smile. "Aren't you afraid that our queen will tear you down?"

"Aunt Grace is early." Because I was holding the elf princess's body with both hands, I could only nod in response to the elf aunt who leaned out. "The elf queen seems to want her daughter to train with me, the more miserable I am, the happier the elf queen looks."

"Qin Xin's little girl is so uncute, she is obviously still young." Grace said shyly with her hands over her eyes.

If you have the ability, don't introduce me to your 600-year-old sewing needle!

Aunt Grace Okay, Miss is the best tailor in the elven clan, and after collecting the spider silk, I will bring it to her for processing.

Miss Grace's craftsmanship is very good, and the spider silk she weaves is even better, better than the kind of spider silk I have seen with Div, which is purported to be produced by the elves.

In Miss Grace's words, it's all the garbage that is thrown away to the human profiteers, and the good things are kept for their own use.

In other words, I don't know how Lu Dao Difu knows that the best fabric in his store is garbage in the eyes of the elf tailor, I don't know how Lu Dao feels?

I also met Grace because of a chance encounter when I saw a human coming to the elves to trade fabrics. I realized that the elves actually had such a good tailor.

At Miss Grace's place, I was surprised to find that there were all the costume designs that were difficult to make from 9 to 3, so I decided to come here to mix up the experience in order to reach the production level of "clothing making" that could be made from the Nanayao suit.

So I went to Grace's hut and worked for Grace on the pretext of working for free to learn how to do the arts.

After getting acquainted with each other, Miss Grace can be regarded as a teacher.

After I had scourged all of Grace's stock of spider silk in one afternoon, I was kicked out by Miss Grace to take charge of the daily collection of spider silk.

No way, no automatic looms exist. Making spider silk is a waste of time.

But after I made an automatic loom and tried it. Only to find that the automatic loom made by myself could not meet the requirements, and the quality of the spider silk produced was not enough, so it could not meet the production requirements of these high-end clothes.

So in the course of a month. In his spare time, he collects spider silk. The rest is basically used by me to weave spider silk.

But it's not for nothing. In addition to the large number of skill points that I have gained through continuous production, my current "Weaving" skill level is 3, and the "Clothing Making" skill level is 4. That's the biggest takeaway.

As long as I work hard for a few more days, when the "Clothing Making" skill level reaches level 3, and Grace's part-time job here will no longer allow me to improve the cultivation experience required for my skill level, I will say goodbye to the elves.

"I'll send this idiot back first, and I'll go first." With that to Grace, I walked towards the council chamber. "By the way, because of this guy, I didn't collect spider silk today, so I skipped work today."

"Send Her Royal Highness the princess back quickly." Miss Grace's voice could be heard in the distance. "Anyway, this month's output is about to exceed my workload in the first half of the year, so it doesn't matter if you have a day off!"

Elven Chamber.

"Oops, it's so intense today." Looking at her unconscious daughter, the Elven Queen looked at me in surprise.

"Don't talk nonsense like this, she's just stunned." I pouted in response to the Elven Queen.

"Scared? How can it be? Although she was afraid of spiders, she had never been scared before. The Elven Queen looked at her daughter lying on the table with some strange feeling.

"Obviously, I've tried spiders before, and at most I'm scared and screaming and shaking." The Elven Queen lowered her head and muttered.

“”

I'm not surprised at all by the Elven Queen's bad behavior.

Or is it that after this month's understanding of the elf queen, is his three views already extremely strong?

"I know what to do, so be it, and I'm going to do special training for my daughter." The Elven Queen punched her in the palm of her hand. "I'm going to call the claw spider."

Rest in peace, princess elf.

"By the way, how was this month, are you still adapting?" The elf queen, who had decided how to arrange her daughter's special training, finally thought of me standing aside.

"It's okay, it's okay." I scribbled on my toes on the ground and said casually.

I've learned pretty much the pharmacy of the elves, and most of the ordinary potions are already able to be made by themselves, except for some secret potion recipes.

Even if it was a potion recipe that couldn't be made because of the skill level, it was memorized by himself and kept for the future to practice slowly.

As for the elven archery skills, the elf princess has already sworn not to stay in the same shooting range with me, do you need to explain the rest?

Ah, by the way, there is also the enchanting technique, this thing is very difficult to practice, but fortunately, all the cultivation methods are available to the elves, and the rest of the time will have to be slowly sharpened after I memorize it.

"So, when are you leaving?" Coldly, the elven queen asked suddenly.

Want to drive me away? Believe it or not, I'm not going to leave here!

But forget it.,It's really comfortable to stay in the elves.,But life habits or something are always unacceptable.。

For example, the elves never eat meat, only fruits, which makes me happy without meat, but now I can even swallow spiders.

What's more, as a human being, I always feel a little uncomfortable staying in the elf race, although the vast majority of elves are very kind and can easily get along with them, but the hostile gaze of some stubborn elves is very annoying and uncomfortable.

"Probably in a few days." I thought about it and said with some uncertainty.

Before leaving, at least practice the "clothing making" skill to level 3, otherwise it will be too much of a loss to work for so long.

"So, are you going back to Phyllis Academy?" The Elf Queen looked at me and asked lightly.

"I guess I'll go over it." I looked at the Elven Queen strangely, "What's wrong?" ”

"In that case, please leave this to Phyllis." The Elven Queen handed over a magic scroll.

Can't open?

I tugged at the magic scroll and thought with some confusion.

"Oh, this is someone's personal letter, and it can't be opened without a special method." The elf queen covered her face and said shyly.

Could it be that Dean Phyllis really had a leg with the Elven Queen when he was younger?

I looked at the Elven Queen with some devastation, and then began to make up in my mind, the Elven Queen plus Phyllis equaled the Elven Princess.

No, I can't keep thinking about it, it's terrible.

How could such a bad old man as Phyllis give birth to such a beautiful elf princess?

Although the chest is flat

"Okay, I'll deliver it to you when you have time, but it's not necessarily when it will be." I put away the magic scroll and said to the Elven Queen.

"Please." The Elven Queen nodded, not showing her usual indecent appearance at all.

After saying goodbye to the Elven Queen, I went to the bar in the elven settlement.

Well, you read that right, bar!

Although there is no barbecue for sale in the elven bar, there is a special fruit wine made by the elves that is still very delicious, and I like to come over to shop around and improve the food or something.

It's just that today, the atmosphere in the bar is a little strange, many elves are gathered together with angry faces, and when they walk over to take a look, they realize that the onlookers are a bearded man who is less than one meter tall and has a strong body.

This is a dwarf?

"Wow, haha, haha, the wine made by your elf clan is not strong enough at all."

The dwarf who was the protagonist shouted with a flushed face, and on the ground beside him, there were already many bottles of elven fruit wine.

Although the elves next to him were angry, they looked helpless. (To be continued......)

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