Of course, Memy would not have a problem with the thief's help, she did not like Glenn, but this dislike was a small drop in the bucket compared to the fear of the caster-but this time she was not so easy to leave, the thief grabbed her arm, and at the moment he brushed the bonfire, something on his face made Frow's priest in a trance - but soon the faint waver was blown away by the cold wind in the mountain forest, and the thief shook a little, and roughly pushed Memmy aside a few steps, and took a few deep breaths of cold air: "Damn, what did you put in the fire?"

"Not a bad thing," Pastor Flo immediately defended, "just some dried nightshade." ”

Bodwin stood up, he had been stationed in the cold and barren Thunder Castle for a long time, in order to survive the long and harsh winter, the people there were accustomed to drinking hard liquor as a daily drink, as a lord, Berdwin drank more than most people imagined, but he could feel the hot current in his body, and his spirits were uplifted, as if he had drunk a whole barrel of winter wine or rotten sweet wine: "Plum honey," he curled his thick eyebrows, "you know we need to be awake all the time. ”

"Dried nightshade isn't that effective," said Memi nervously, "I would have liked a little wine, but there is no wine here—I swear it will only relax you." ”

"The last thing we need now is to relax," said the thief, as he walked to the side to pick up the water bladder, unscrewed the cap of the bottle and drank several sips of the cold spring water: "The endless abyss is underneath, and I don't want to wake up and find myself on the execution table in the Norman capital." ”

"It's just a little nightshade!"

"We can't afford to be a little negligent now!"

"Then the first thing we should do is throw you in that filthy swamp!"

"Ha," the thief growled in a low voice, "maybe I should have thrown you to those hungry lizards!"

"That's enough!" called out Berdwin, "there is no next time!" he glanced majestically at the two, he had no children, but he had already felt the pain of his father with two mismatched children: "Either one, it's the same. He said, walking between Gülen and Meme.

Kerry had already picked out the dried nightshade that Plum Honey had mixed with the campfire, and Plum Honey was right. Dried nightshade is not poisonous, but when it is hot or burned, it will emit a smell similar to that of spirits, and people will feel like they have drunk it after a long time, although they have not dipped it - bards and priests of some gods will mix a little into the incense, and Master Alva's hookah often contains some dried nightshade, but the amount is calculated in detail to ensure that the caster will not fail to cast the spell by ingesting too much dried nightshade.

He looked at Cremar worriedly, only to find the black-haired caster sitting on the ground, holding his cheek.

"How are you feeling?" the elf asked with concern, "Do you need some water?"

"Come on," Cremar felt a little thirsty, "but why don't you dance?" he stood firmly. His expression was calm, and he couldn't see anything wrong: "Is Flo finished?"

Baldwin felt as if he had a third child: "It's not Flo, it's the festival." ”

"Is the festival over?"

"No," said the thief, "it's just that someone has done something very upsetting and stopped dancing." ”

"Let's dance," said the otherworldly spirit, "I love to dance." ”

The elf rolled his eyes to the sky, and the thief prayed earnestly to his gods that their followers would not come to join in the fun—he could see well that they were among them. The main power comes from Cremar.

The black-haired spellcaster didn't do anything embarrassing, he just stared intently at Flo's priest for a moment, then at Berdwin, and then at Gülen.

"It's your problem. Glenn warned, grabbing Memi's hand and kicking her in the knee to get her moving.

"What about Baldwin?" said the otherworldly soul seriously, "and Ka...... Ribana?"

Kerry couldn't help but laugh: "Okay. Baldwin, let's dance. ”

"But......" said the black-haired spellcaster hesitantly, "you're all males. He thought for a moment: "It's so strange. ”

If it's just usual, then maybe it's not very strange. But at Flo's festival, there was indeed a bit of a disobedience: "Then let's rotate," said the elf, "just like before." ”

Cremar looked at them, "I think I could summon a ......," he said, and then he walked over to the fire, lost his mind, recited the incantation, and stretched out his hand, reaching into the flames in Memi's short scream, and taking them out before Kerry could act—his hand was not hurt in the slightest, even in his sleeve, as if it had merely reached into a piece of air shaped like a flame, and a wisp of blazing flame followed him- Wrapped around the caster's white and slender fingers, like a multi-branched vine, but it didn't take long for Kerry to see that it was not a vine but a hand formed of flames, the caster stepped back, and the hand followed forward, behind the palm was the slender wrist, then the forearm and upper arm, shoulder, neck, chest and head, and the other side of the body, when it was completely separated from the flames and stood in front of everyone, even Kerry stopped breathing for a while.

"Fire elementals?" asked Berdwin.

"Yes. "The Elven Ranger said that among the spellcasters, mages who specialize in plastic energy and warlocks who are good at fire spells, as well as the priest of the fire elemental god Kashus, often have access to fire elemental creatures, and even Alva mage often appears in the elemental pool connected to the fire elemental plane, and various small fire elemental creatures often appear, but like this, fire elemental creatures with the shape and size of a human are the first time even Kerry has seen them.

The caster bowed to the fire elemental creature he had summoned and received a salute in return, and then, to their astonishment, they danced happily.

"Wait," Berdwin said, "what do you say, do fire elemental creatures have gender?"

"I don't know," said the elf, "but it looks like it's supposed to be a girl." The fire elemental creature wasn't a fruit, its silhouette clearly showed that she had an ankle-length robe, and even longer strands of bright hair, and when they swept lightly across the ground, all that was left was charred black, and the dried nightshades that had been picked out by the elves were burned in an instant, and the scorching air was filled with the smell of spirits.

"Wonderful," said the thief gleefully, "what are we waiting for, this is probably the most extraordinary festival the goddess has ever had. (To be continued......)

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