The legendary Lady Duran is right in front of you. With an impatient expression on their faces, they are waiting for their Pitchfork friends to express their wishes, as a child of the Western Continent, who would be willing to miss this opportunity?

"I want Uncle Toba back to life!" exclaimed Sibby, jumping to his feet.

"Give peace to the Western Continent. Elliott said.

"A lifetime of gold, diamonds, jade, pearls, agate!" shouted Danny Stewart.

"You don't have the right to make demands, brother. -- I want to be strong enough to defend myself and others, a great force. Hannah Stewart said.

“...... Bring that man to me. Ryu Ji said.

"Tell me what to do next, give me guidance, and then get the partners back together and never be apart again......," Jonah said.

The six of them said their wishes in one fell swoop, and then calmed down and looked at Madame Duran opposite. The proprietress rubbed the flour on her hands, glanced at everyone, and replied with a smile: "No." Veto. You can't make a claim. Veto. Veto. Veto. ”

"Huh?" the Pitchfork's companions were stunned.

The old lady sat down at the table with a gloomy face and beckoned: "Pelle makes a pot of tea, Jofanie prepares some snacks, these fools don't know what is going on." Everyone sat around the square table with her, and the two waiters served pastries, side dishes, and hot tea, the tea was the green tea of the Oriental Continent, although it was fragrant, but it was still far worse than the moon grass tea.

"We see, Mrs. Duran. You're capable of mastering the rules of this café, and the space and time in this building are your creation, right?" said the Rose Knight suddenly. The unicorn's sharp horns suddenly glowed with green magic, and two thick dark green vines burst out of the earth, tangling and growing upward, but Madame Duran stretched out her floured right hand and snapped her fingers, and the magic plant popped and disappeared like soap bubbles in the sun, and even the holes in the floor were smoothed.

"This guy on horseback is smarter than all of you. The proprietress praised, took a sip of the teacup, and frowned: "Phew, this is also tea......? Anyway, what I can do is create real things in this café, and the clearer the human memory, the more real the memory-based creation. You can ask me to create something that already exists, but you can't ask me to move an object from the outside world in, or create something that doesn't exist out of thin air, -- resurrect a person? I can only create his body, what is the difference between that and a puppet? And my creation may cause some problems when it leaves the café and appears in the real world, which involves the principle of a law of cause and effect, if there is something exactly like it in the outside world, for example, you have a great famous sword in your memory, and I have made an identical famous sword for you, once you leave the black cat café, this copied sword will immediately collapse, because in the cognition of countless people, there is only one famous sword, and the law of cause and effect prohibits replicas from appearing out of thin air. ”

Danny slapped the table and shouted, "In other words, it's no problem to copy something that looks like a gold coin!"

"That's true, but you didn't call out my name, and you didn't have the right to make a request. Mrs. Duran said.

The boy of the Stewart family gritted his teeth and threw the snack into his mouth and chewed it. "Can we renew the request, then?" asked Elliott, "within the limits of your rules." ”

"At the last chance, the store is about to close. The proprietress held up a finger.

The Rose Knight beckoned, motioned for his companions to gather, and whispered something in everyone's ears, "...... Got it? That's the basic idea, and it can't be too explicit or too broad. ”

"Understood!" the five members of the pitchfork squad restated their wishes as instructed.

"I want Uncle Toba's body to be stored in the café when it is ready, and then we will pick it up when we find the seven seals of the gods that can resurrect his soul. Sibi said.

"Proof of the King of the Red Plains. The Rose Knight said.

“...... Gold ......," Danny whispered.

"A powerful weapon that does not exist in the world. Hannah Stewart said.

"Props that can get to that person as quickly as possible. Ryu Ji said.

"A prop that can show the way forward and bring people together. Jonah said.

This wish made Madame Duran stunned for a long time, and after a long while, she reluctantly spoke: "Yes." OK. You can't make a claim. OK. OK. This is not clear. ”

"Yay!" the astrologer jumped up and high-fived everyone. The red-haired Jophany leaned against the counter with her arms crossed, and looked at the jubilant crowd with a smile: "You have been the most demanding person for hundreds of years, and now the proprietress will have a headache for a long time." Boss lady, you knew that it would be great to invite them to a cup of moon grass tea and find a dragon to send them to the sky?"

Madame Durán said angrily: "I don't want to pay for the last bit of tea! And after the great battle, the dragon is almost dead, and the rest are cowards hiding in the ravine, where can I find them? Forget it, let's come one by one." First of all, the wish of this little girl in green, she is dead, and it is not against the law of cause and effect to create a body, but do you really think that you can recover the soul of the dead from the hands of the god of death? That is the realm of the gods, and even I dare not enter it arbitrarily. ”

Sibi waved his little fist: "I dare to go anywhere!"

"Alright. Think about what that person looks like, remember, the clearer the memory, the more accurate the creation. The proprietress sighed and said. The little grasshopper obediently closed her eyes and began to recall the appearance of the room chief, but as soon as she closed her eyelids, there was an exclamation in the room. When she opened her eyes, she saw an extremely tall and majestic figure suddenly appearing in front of the window, with a gray coat and shirt with an open neckline, and a small round hat buttoned above his head, looking at his fellow companions with a shy smile peculiar to the peasants of the mountains of Bazelar.

"Uncle!" tears immediately welled up in his eyes, and Sibi ran over with a cigarette and threw it into Toba's broad chest. The man was alive, with a warm body temperature and a strong heartbeat, but his expression would not change, and he could not gently caress the long grasshopper-colored hair with his big hands as before. Jonah looked at the familiar figure with mixed feelings.

"Well, the memory is so clear, it doesn't take much trouble at all. Lady Durán expressed satisfaction with her creation, and turned to look at Elliott, "Next is the guy on horseback. You want proof of the 'King of the Red Plains', so you're a descendant of the exiled House of Casfield?"

"Yes, ma'am. "The Rosenknight made a formal bow of the sword, showing the proprietress the family coat of arms of the blood-stained sword with the rose vine on the hilt," said Elliot Casfield, the thirty-fourth generation of exile and the owner of the Three Silver Roses. Madam. ”

The proprietress muttered, "The reason for the exile of the Carsfield family has been lost to history, and the proof of believing in the King of the Red Plains is long gone, this is not a violation of the law of cause and effect, as long as you have the memory of the proof." But now that the Western Continent is in a mess by the Zavi Empire, what can we do even if we get the proof?"

"Restore peace. "After helping Miss Ryuki deliver the Silver Rose, we'll return to our homeland and try to save our unowned subjects from the war." Although the proof of the King of the Red Plains has long been lost, the memory of it has been passed down from generation to generation in the family, and it is our land!"

"Well, noble idealist. Madame Durán commented, reaching into her apron pocket, and reaching for a rusty metal plate and handing it to the Rose Knight: "Oh, take it." ”

It was a bronze plate with a map, the family coat of arms, and a certificate of kingship bestowed by the Lord Shira, the map was blurred by rust, but it was clear that the Casfields owned a vast territory that encompassed the Red Plain from the Endless Mountains to the west and the Sea of Divine Blessings to the east, including all of the Kingdom of St. Borun, most of the southern part of the Zawi Empire, and part of the northern part of the Kingdom of Bazeral. No one knows why the owner of such a vast empire was driven from his homeland and wandered around the continent, but it is undeniable that Elliot is now officially the sole heir to the ancient empire of the Western Continent.

"Brother Eli, if—I mean, if—you need a position like Chief Financial Officer or Mint Director after the founding of the country, your most faithful servant, Danny, is always ready to be called!"

"Alright, next. Madame Durán clapped her hands and turned to look at Hannah, "Do you want a powerful weapon that doesn't exist, and since it doesn't exist, how can you create it from memory?"

"No, it's a weapon left by my father, a combination of the enchanted dagger 'Bloodstorm', the steam lance 'Lame Henry's Prosthetic Leg' and the magic pistol 'Summer White Sakura', the legendary weapon 'Admiral'! Admiral', but now 'Bloodstorm' is gone, and we don't know how to combine weapons......"

The proprietress suddenly smiled: "This matter can be solved easily." The little boy in blue, say what about you! Take out the dagger in your bag. ”

"Me?" Jonah pointed to the tip of his nose, then opened the deerskin bag and pulled out a dagger that was translucent and crimson throughout. It was the dagger found in Bactria's "Anvil of White Steel" weapon shop, which was used by Asai and nourished the dragon's scales, and he kept it in his bag with him.

"Bloodstorm?!" exclaimed Hannah and Danny in disbelief.