Walking down the stairs next to the corridor connected by the elevator, the restaurant below is the dining room, which is lit up in warm tones and the temperature around it rises slightly.

"It's coming so slowly."

Long before Fisher and Illos came down, the rest of the employees had already arrived, and Balzac and Phyllis also changed into lighter indoor clothes, especially Ifelis, who directly wore the tribal costumes unique to the Southern Continent, which were not revealing, but the natural materials would always remind gentlemen from the Western Continent of the wildness of the jungle, and Fisher was no exception.

He suddenly wanted to know what Rafael would look like in this dress.

Phyllis lay down on the table boredly, and when she saw Fisher and Iros, who were late, she pouted and said so.

"I'm sorry."

Hearing Phyllis complain like this, Illos subconsciously apologized, but Phyllis who complained didn't know what to say, so she had to hold her face and nodded.

Next to her was Herdor, opposite Balzac and Celti, the little girl she had just met, and at the end of the table, in the main seat, sat Valentina, dressed in a black dress, and behind her was a smiling Hedilyn dressing her on a napkin.

"Now that everyone is here, then I'll start serving the food, Mr. Fisher, sit down first."

Valentina reached out and straightened the napkin on her chest, until Fisher sat down, he realized that the table seemed to be a little too tall for the average person, he subconsciously glanced at Valentina sitting at the end of the table and chair, but saw that she was a head taller than Phyllis next to her.

Did she put something on her wheelchair?

This thought suddenly popped into Fisher's mind, and even the movement of tying the napkin slowed down a little, and he kept using his spare eyes to compare her sudden height, only to be seen by Valentina, who was arranging the napkin on her chest, and the movement became slow, making Fisher quietly withdraw his gaze.

"Tomorrow morning we will arrive in the kingdom of Nebaron, and I do not want to talk about business at any other time, so I will talk to you about tomorrow while we are all talking to you now, so that you can rest well after dinner."

Valentina spoke softly, pulling the atmosphere of the table into her own hands, and everyone looked at her, waiting for her to follow.

She turned her head to look at Iros, who was sitting awkwardly tied with a napkin next to Fisher, and pinched the Turan family ring on her finger with one hand and said,

"Sister Iros, your other compatriots have been harmed by unknown beings in the country of Nebalon, and you have escaped the destruction of the country of Sardinian, but this does not mean that you will be immune to this, you may still experience something similar to your people."

"But since the Turan family invited you back to your homeland, we will also do our best to keep you safe, we have prepared relics that can completely isolate you from foreign objects, and you must stay inside every night after arriving in the country of Nebaron, and you must never leave, can you understand?"

The relic that Valentina said should be the giant seal mentioned on the island before, when they wanted to bring the scroll back to this relic and open it, but they didn't expect the scroll to leave the island, so they sought Fisher's help.

Iros's little face was slightly pale, but she still made a prayer gesture, nodded and said,

"Mother God bless. As long as I don't see the moonlight, I can't see those strange things."

Valentina shook her head and reminded,

"They thought the same when we protected your people, but the death of the Moon Rabbit Patriarch has proven that it doesn't work. Moreover, the probability of death is much higher in your Moon Hare Altar than in other places, and the earliest recorded death of the Moon Hare is in the altar, and then death spreads among your people as if it were contagious. ”

"I'll stay in that relic!"

After getting Ilos's consent, Valentina looked at Balzac next to her with satisfaction and said to him,

"I have already informed the family about the Snow Fox Species Imprint just now, and they are discussing this matter with the Snow Fox Species Patriarch, but to be honest. There is little hope, and if necessary, we may have to make a trip ourselves. Balzac, this is the distribution of slime species passed down from the family, it is very scattered, and it is impossible to distinguish which one is orthodox, you need to find historical materials to judge."

Balzac took the note from the maid behind him, frowned and looked at the contents above, then nodded in agreement.

Phyllis next to her looked idle, as if their conversation had nothing to do with her, and she was probably thinking about when she would be able to eat.

"Finally. Mr. Fisher, since you share our interest in the Sycamore Tree, can I ask you the same in some matters? ”

Valentina's sudden voice interrupted Fisher, who was also waiting for dinner, he came back to his senses, turned his head and saw her holding the ring and strategizing, meeting her pale silver eyes, he nodded and said,

"If you trust me, of course you can."

Speaking of which, after that, Fisher not only needs the Turan family to fight against the Earwin he is chasing, but also relies on them to resist the attack of Elizabeth who is chasing him, so even Fisher is a little embarrassed for the young lady of the Turan family.

At this point she asked, and Fisher agreed, although she knew that the impossible was a very important thing to think about, and she did not fully trust herself.

"Okay, then you can act with Herdor for the time being, we will use a lot of magic in the process of operation, and I have heard of your magic ability even in the north, you should have a lot to talk about."

"No problem."

Fisher nodded, turning his head to look at Herdor beside him, only to find that he had paused for a long time without responding, until a little steam came out of his face again, and he nodded.

Of course, he didn't need to eat as a mechanical person, but he was still here as part of the team.

Fisher was keenly aware of the subtle connection between Valentina and Herdor, especially after learning that Herdor's surname was also "Turan", but there was no extra information yet, so he buried this little idea in his heart.

"Everyone, dinner is coming, please use it slowly."

After the meal was about to be done, Hediline, wearing a very conspicuous crown of jade hair, led a group of maids to the table and served them a sumptuous dinner, all of which were traditional northern food, and a small glass of beer.

There was nothing in front of Herdor, just watching his partner next to him eat.

After waiting for everything to be ready, Valentina raised the beer in her hand and said to everyone at the table,

"Everyone, please pray."

Ilos and Balzac believed in the Mother Goddess, so they reverently said "Thank you to the Mother Goddess for giving me food", while Valentina, Hedilyn and Herdor believed in the Frost Phoenix, and they wanted to say "indulge in the shadow of the wings".

And the rest of the people are unbelievers, so they can drink as they please.

The atmosphere of the dinner was very pleasant, Valentina was the first to leave, she ate little, and drank a little, followed by Balzac and Celti, both of whom had their own things to do, so that in the end only Phyllis, who was still binge-eating, and Fisher, who had just taken a break from dinner, were left.

Herdor hasn't left either, but has been talking to Fisher,

"Zizi. Mr. Fisher, if you can, would you like to visit my magic workshop with me, there are many good tools and books Valentina needs us to engrave more magic, and I guess I won't be stingy with magic materials. ”

Faced with Herdor's invitation, Fisher thought for a few seconds and then nodded and agreed, anyway, there was nothing to do, it was better to go and see what the workshop of the Turan family magician looked like.

The magic workshop is a place where magicians store all kinds of materials, books and tools, traditional mages like to use this term, such as Mr. Haytham has many such workshops, and the new school mages are like Fisher who pay attention to efficiency and convenience, and don't think about what permanent magic engraving place at all, you can carve it out for you with a kitchen knife like Fisher, which is a little less noble and ritualistic for traditional magicians.

But in fact, Fisher still likes to visit other people's magic workshops, from the workshop items and materials use habits, you can quickly find out the temperament and level of the magician, and you can also exchange some experience with the elder to engrave magic, why not?

"Hey, Phyllis, why do you eat so slowly every day? You won't be able to rest until you finish eating the maid! ”

When Fisher and his party were about to leave, Hedilyn, who had finished dealing with things outside, walked in with a few heavy books and looked at Phyllis who was still gnawing on meat with a headache.

I knew that I wouldn't prepare so many meat dishes today, this guy doesn't like to eat vegetables, and when he usually has vegetables, he doesn't eat them in two or three bites, and only picks out the meat and eats it.

"Hiccup, I still want a haha, okay, I'm actually full, Hiccup"

Phyllis, who still wanted a copy, touched her lower abdomen, which was already comparable to Eloth, but when she turned her head to see the extremely dangerous look in the other's eyes, she touched her head again with a sneer.

"You're really right, Mr. Fisher, Miss Valentina said you didn't have any warm clothes on you, so let me go to the warehouse and fetch you a few. If you and Mr. Herdor have something to do, let me know your yardage and I'll take it for you, if you don't mind my traditional aesthetic. ”

She held her cheek and winked at Fisher, taking her eyes off the book she was holding, and smiled at her and replied,

"Then trouble Miss Hedilyn."

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