Angela trembled with excitement, her aversion to battle since she was a child made her choose to study herbs and become an exiled goblin in the Misty Forest, but in her wandering life, she found that fighting was inevitable, and it was too late to regret it at this time, and now she had the skill of the god of war after she was about to participate in the adventurer's activities, thinking of this, she raised the shield in her left hand, ready to release another skill, but this skill was interrupted by Mowglitte before it was released. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Madame's winter night is not in the lord's palace to celebrate the festival, how can you have time to come to purgatory, here are all rude adventurers, Madame is not interested in these, is he?" Mowglitte pulled the goblin behind him.

"I'm here to remind you that you promised to go to the Lord's Mansion for tonight's feast. Mrs. Salit said with a slight annoyance.

"I'm sorry ma'am," Morgritte took the ring out of her pocket, "I'm afraid I can't agree to your request, I'm just a blacksmith, the gray dwarf of the Western Ghats, how can I be the godfather of Young Master William." ”

"The Mithril in the ring has become Angela's clothes, right?" asked Mrs. Salit.

Mowgli nodded, but his small movements caused a great shock in Mrs. Salit's heart, as the lord of White Rock Town, the nobles of Seltiana, she knew the value of Mithril very well, but she was able to complete a Mithril work in such a short time, and it was a set that covered the whole body including shields and weapons, and there was definitely a master blacksmith behind the gray dwarf, which strengthened her belief that if William wanted to complete the task that he was almost unwilling to complete, the only chance was the gray dwarf in front of him。

"Angela, take off your clothes and return them to Mrs. Salit. Morgaret beckoned to the elves behind her.

"No," the goblin retracted a little, "it's something you gave me, it's mine." ”

"You are all my slaves. ”

"So what!" the elf puffed out her chest, her proud breasts showing astonishing curves, and due to the difference in height, the gray dwarf was just right up to the elf's chest.

Mrs. Salit looked at the two people who were arguing, and the corners of her mouth turned up to reveal a slight smile, "What's the name of this Mithril dress?"

"Morgritte's rage!" the gray dwarf looked at the goblin in hysteria in front of him, and felt his head explode. Women are unreasonable creatures, especially fairy fairies in beautiful clothes, and it would be a mistake to reason with them, but Morwritte decided to give it a try.

"Angela, listen to me. The gray dwarf suppressed the anger in his heart, "I'm your master, right, do you know what Lady Salit asked, she asked me to be William's godfather, you know the godfather, a future lord's master, do you know how dangerous it is, I'm just a blacksmith, a bronze apprentice blacksmith." I don't have anything to teach a future lord. ”

"I don't care, you don't want me to take off my clothes. ”

"Stupid goblin. Morgaret met Angela's towering breasts, "Is it possible to put your master in danger for a piece of clothing?"

"This is no ordinary piece of clothing, this is a legendary piece of equipment made of Mithril with five skills, and if my guess is correct, it will surely become an artifact that everyone will be vying to chant in the future. Mrs. Salit's chest heaved.

"Please take it back, you and I know exactly what it means to have an artifact for Whitestone, right?" Morgarit's hand pressed against Angela's chest, and Morgridt's anger faded from the goblin's body. Transformed into a long skirt and put it on the arm of the gray dwarf. Ignoring Angela's murderous gaze behind her, Morgaret handed over her dress.

"This dress must have fit well on Madame's body. The gray dwarf bowed slightly.

It was such a beautiful dress, the thin scales of the heart made of Mithril glowed with purple light all around, as if a sleeping mermaid was breathing, the color of the scales changed between purple and blue, there was no more beautiful dress in the whole of Sertiana, it was a unique and priceless treasure.

The elf sobbed quietly behind the gray dwarf, who had lost her most beloved treasure.

"This is a gift for Angela, this dress is made for her, my body will be very tight in this dress. Lady Salit spun in a circle in front of the gray dwarf, and then leaned down again, and this day she wore a low-cut gown, and her whole breasts squeezed out a beautiful curve in front of Mowglitte.

Lady Salit resisted the urge to grasp the artifact in her hand, "The Grey Dwarf keeps his promise, you promised the witch. Aren't you afraid?"

The gray dwarf's head was completely empty, and all he saw was a white, towering chest. As a gray dwarf, due to his height limitations, he almost never had the opportunity to appreciate such scenery. The height of the gray dwarves of the Western Ghats is only as tall as the chest of a goblin, and only as tall as the waist of a human, and almost the same as a half-orc.

"No, I refuse. Morwritte said categorically.

"When did the promises of the grey dwarves become so cheap. Mrs. Salit spread out her palms, revealing half a gold moore inside.

"Morgritte, listen to me. Mrs. Salit leaned down again, and said to the gray dwarf word by word, "You must agree to this matter, and you must agree if you do not agree. ”

Mowglitte fell into a state of vertigo, and he shook his head hard to make himself more sober, "The legendary set of five skills, the absolute artifact, these five flawless magic crystals and the cost of building them should be compensated for you." ”

"Die!" Lady Salit's long, slender legs underneath her gown made a beautiful arc in mid-air, kicking the gray dwarf in the chest.

With a thud, Mowglitte slammed into the mottled wall of the kitchen, and the Mithril robe on his arm fell to the ground.

"Morgritte, you can't go back on what you promised, unless you want to face the wrath of a witch. Mrs. Salit tiptoed and walked slowly to the corner of the wall, and she lifted Mowglitte up, "William, he must become a dragon knight, this is his pursuit in this life, do you understand? ”

The goblin covered his chest and sliced Mowglitte's fury, and soon the translucent magic shield lit up with an earthy yellow light, and then the light fell on the gray dwarf, followed by a golden light.