Lady Marina has been getting busy again lately, and the Hearthstone Tavern she needs to take care of has expanded from three to four branches in Nolan.

The Hearthstone Tavern branch in the Forgotten Lands of Arthur Crowe has the most complicated things to manage, especially since Joshua has recently ordered a few chefs and pastry chefs who are proficient in cooking to come over and let these elves learn a little bit of the craft. ’

As a businessman, Lady Marina rarely knows about other elven races other than Tylene, let alone elves, a race that only exists in mythology.

But when she went to the scene and greeted the elves, Mrs. Marina realized that they were all miserable children.

"Haven't you ever eaten a single candy even when you look like this?"

Lady Marlena held the hand of a young High Elf, demonstrating the skill peculiar to an older woman, which was nagging.

Although the elves in front of them were several times older than Marina, their mental age was still that of a child.

The young elf whose hands were held by Lady Marlena looked a little embarrassed, and if it was a human male who held her hands, she would have resisted.

But in the face of this old lady, she could only listen patiently to Lady Marina's various nagging.

There were a total of seventeen High Elves who visited the Hearthstone Tavern, and all of these High Elves were from the Elder Kuitoan faction, and several of them were High Elves who had been caught in the Josian Tavern.

They all came here with the consciousness of 'dedicating themselves to Arthurcro', and of course some of the elves were careful with the thought of 'maybe another piece of cake'.

"Ms. Marina, can you start the lessons you need to take?"

Elder Kuitoan was the leader of this elven team, and he patiently listened to the human woman's nagging for nearly ten minutes, and finally couldn't help but want to start the class.

"It's also time, the teacher who came today is teaching baking." Lady Marlena said.

"Baking?"

The young High Elves looked at Elder Kuitoan with a puzzled look, who had only told them before he came that they needed to learn some 'human craft'.

They were initially thought to be related to alchemy or magic, but these were the High Elves' expertise.

"It's also a complex and advanced craft." Elder Kuitoan said to the young High Elves in a serious tone, "I tried it here yesterday on my own, but I still haven't made any satisfactory work, so I hope you will study it as seriously as you do with alchemy!" ”

"Yes... Elder. ”

At Queitoan's behest, the elves began to learn how to knead a... Dough.

The back kitchen of this Hearthstone tavern is very lively, and the hall of the tavern is much more deserted in comparison.

"Are there still any wild High Elves willing to come?"

Qiao Xiu stood in front of the bar and glanced at the empty lobby, where the hall could accommodate more than a hundred people could now only hear Al's laughter.

Aurelian and the Man in Black record new music in Nolan's Silent Hall, and the Black Dove's manager... That is, the dark elf Thousand Faces really had the idea of inviting Aurelian to be a model for the magazine.

There was no reason for Joshua to disagree with the Dark Elves' idea, so Aurelian should be very busy lately.

In contrast, Al's life is very comfortable, she only needs to sit in the Hearthstone Tavern every day and drink drinks and play games.

"If you don't cast the bait, no prey will step on the trap, well... The kind of prey that is stupid enough to run to the trap to make sure what it is. ”

Ciri glanced at Al, who had taken up a corner of the Hearthstone Tavern in the distance, and was having a good time.

"I just took this opportunity to finish the film."

Joshua adjusted his camera and handed it to the daytime banshees.

The filming of "The Shining" was not long in Qiao Xiu's plan, and the ability of the banshee to cross any terrain during the day doomed Qiao Xiu to reduce the tedious steps in film production a lot.

"Mr. Qiao Xiu... This place is so real that I want to write a story about it. ”

Sir White Thorn descended from the second floor of the Hearthstone Tavern, followed by the cast of the troupe who had participated in the performance of The Shining.

"If I'm guessing correctly, is the theme the last splendor of the apocalypse? I know it's really impressive, but it's time to start shooting, are you ready? ”

When Qiao Xiu was about to have a not-so-grand opening ceremony, the ground suddenly began to shake, and the magnitude of the shaking was so great that Sir White Vitex couldn't stand firm and fell directly to the ground.

"Mr. Qiao Xiu? What happened? ”

Sir White Vitex looked around with some horror, this sudden vibration in the manor was very much in line with the setting of the imminent appearance of ghosts in some supernatural beings.

"Let me ask." Qiao Xiu summoned the consciousness of the World Tree, and the white bird stopped on Qiao Xiu's head and told Qiao Xiu a good news.

'Arthur Crowe is temporarily free from the grip of the evil thing! ’

"Looks like the High Elves are celebrating in the open." Qiao Xiu walked in front of Sir White Vitex who fell to the ground, "But before that, we still have to finish the filming of "The Shining" as soon as possible. ”

………………

An underground relic in the Land of Frost.

A dim protozolite glow illuminates this ancient ruin.

The floor of the ruins was covered with human bones and magic dolls that had been turned into scrap metal, and the dark red blood stains that still did not dry up seemed to tell the tragedy that had happened here.

A large number of black-robed people gathered in the center of the ruins and knelt down.

The Father of Chains looked at the believers who were kneeling down, their eyes revealing longing for the golden potion in their hands.

"We have been preparing for the fall of the city that obscured the sky for thirty years, and we have given the lives of countless faithful believers to the Lord, because the World Tree in that city is the only way for us to touch God."

Father Chain slowly walked up to one of the believers and knelt down, placing his hand on his shoulder.

"My dear child, I know you want to bear witness to the glory of the Lord, right?" Father Chain's soft question made the eyes of those believers gradually become fanatical: "Then go!" ”

The Father of the Chain abruptly threw the potion in his hand towards the outside of the ruins, and the kneeling believers below swarmed to the entrance of the ruins like swarms.

As soon as he had done this, a woman in a wheelchair appeared in the shadow of the ruins.

"We found the key to the roots." Strange sounds echoed through the ruins.

Father Chain suddenly looked back at the woman in the wheelchair, his voice filled with irrepressible excitement.

"What did you say?"

"In the Plains of Frost, the magic puppet numbered Heartlock has absorbed a large amount of energy, which can only be done after entering the root, and it is necessary to bring it back to investigate." She said.