Mrs. Stirling was ultimately unable to get Gale to remove his mask.

But for her sake, Gail promised her not to wear it on her head every day, but to wear it as an ornament or something like that.

Although the style of painting is still a little wrong, there is finally some progress.

At least not as cardiac arrest as the previous heavy armor and wool pants outfit.

Take your time.

Mrs. Stirling sighed, turned to Anhill, and with some weakness handed the latter two drawings.

"It's yours, pick one."

Anhill was tempted to ask, "Why does she have a stack and I only have two?" But in the end, I was embarrassed to ask.

I took the two drawings and compared them.

The core concept of the two sets of designs is similar, but one is more stable and introverted, and the other is more uninhibited and wild.

(The picture is still from the mushroom, and not to mention, the image of picture 1 is really in line with my imagination of Anhill)

Gail squeezed next to his face, looked at it together, and then grinned and pointed to the second one, "This! We think this is for you! Hahahaha! ”

So Anhill didn't hesitate to choose the more restrained first one.

Mrs. Stirling, too, looked like she had expected it, muttering, "You're also a rigid person who won't try new styles."

Obviously, the design of the second one is more distinctive, and it will definitely be eye-catching. ”

Anhill made a straight face, "I'm a shooter, I don't need to be eye-catching." ”

"I'm not talking about monsters! It's to everyone else! ”

"Not even so." Anhill returned the drawings, "By the way, the hem part helped me modify it, and the leg-bound robe is not convenient to move."

The cape has also been changed to be more concise, and it does not affect the action either. ”

"Then you choose the second design! There is no cape, and the bottoms are more inclined to pants! Mrs. Stirling was furious.

"No, it's still the first one, if you don't change it, I'll put it away as a dress, maybe I won't wear it once in twenty years."

Gale also raised his hand, "Can I get rid of the pom-pom balls on my wrists?" I feel like it will affect the reload action. ”

Mrs. Stirling, who had been asked for a bunch of revisions, pulled Fufu and left in a huff.

Gail hooked Anhill's neck with a hippie smile, "It turns out that you have accumulated these materials to make new armor, and we thought you planned to wear [Ark] for the rest of your life." ”

"Let's see the final effect, if the performance of the new armor can't fully surpass [Ark], or if the two have their own emphasis, they will be replaced according to the situation."

"Anyway, this equipment can't be worn every day, and the shape is too exaggerated, I don't know where I think we came from."

"Well, let's wear civilian clothes in the base."

"Or wear it at home at night?"

“！”

Late at night, Rania returned home after her patrol.

As soon as she opened the door, a purple Archaeopteryx flapped its wings and claws, chasing a large dragonfly past her.

Rania, accustomed to all this, looked expressionless, tilted her head slightly, and let them brush the tip of her nose.

When changing shoes, two rabbits, one yellow and one pink, are scurrying around, and their movements are very flexible, and there is no need to worry about stepping on them.

Walking through the foyer, Rania's steps suddenly stopped.

On the floor in front of her lay an extraordinarily large sleeping gas frog, puffing out its cheeks and looking at her.

Don't dare to touch this one, carefully bypass it.

In the center of the living room, a huge crystal block more than two meters long was placed horizontally, and Alva was squatting next to the crystal, holding a dropper, dripping some dark red liquid on it, as if he was experimenting.

Rania finally couldn't hold back and sighed, "Can I not do experiments at home?" ”

"Ah, you're back." Alva's hands trembled, and he stood up with a dry smile, "I suddenly have some ideas, try it, just give it a try." ”

Rania wasn't angry, she knew it was part of her husband's job.

It's like she's always on duty to keep a night watch.

She was a very rational person, and she had anticipated all of this before she confirmed her relationship with Alva, and she had been mentally prepared.

"The result?" Picking up the solid gold horseshoe crab that was crawling on the chair, setting it aside, and sitting down, Rania asked.

"Still won't work." Alva put the dropper away, "The blood of the ancient dragon can't activate this crystal, it may have been completely broken. ”

"So, what exactly is this crystal?"

In the past six months, my husband has definitely spent several times more time with this crystal than with himself.

Of course, I don't care, and I don't want to be jealous of a stone.

Alva straightened his glasses, "The investigation team has been slow to interpret the inscriptions, murals and other information extracted from the ruins.

After all, it was a civilization we didn't know anything about.

Fortunately, Mr. Monroe helped find the ancient dragonmen, and with a little help, they finally made some progress.

This crystal seems to be some kind of 'signpost connecting to another world'. ”

"Another world? Road signs? Rania frowned.

"Yes, that ancient civilization may have communicated with another world, it's incredible, hahahaha."

"I just feel dangerous." Rania's expression was serious, "Don't forget, the 'Purple Monster' depicted in the mural. ”

Alva scratched his head, "But the inscription clearly mentions that it was a brave man from another world who defeated the Demon Beast?" ”

"What if that demonic beast is also from the so-called 'other world'?" Rania has multiple identities such as former Night, current Guild Knight, and Sheriff, and is always used to thinking about problems from the worst perspective.

"Uh" Alva asked.

This possibility, possibly raised by Rania, is not out of the question.

There has never been a shortage of cases in human history where curiosity has led to disaster.

"As a Guild Knight, I will advise the Commander-in-Chief to stop studying crystals.

Now that something has disappeared into history, it should not be taken to dig it up. Rania's tone was serious.

Alva was silent for a long time.

He admits that Rania has a point, and as a member of the Scribe Corps and a member of the Ancient Dragon Observatory, he knows that much of the "knowledge" is directly linked to "danger".

Although the desire to learn makes him scratch his liver, there are times when he has to learn to get to the end.

With a long sigh, Alva grabbed a cloth and threw it on the dim crystal pillar, tilting his head, forcing himself not to look at it again.

"Tomorrow we will go to see the Commander-in-Chief together, and I will convince the other scholars to stop studying crystals."

Rania folded her arms, "That's the best, what are you going to do with this thing in the future?" Destroy it? ”

"It must not be destroyed, if it is broken and activated at the same time, it will be a big problem, you must know that the final step of our experiment is to try to destroy."

"Then what should I do, find a warehouse to seal?"

Alva shook his head, "That's not enough insurance, the best thing to do is to send it back to the original ruin stone chamber."

Since it has been lying unharmed on that stone platform for thousands of years, let it continue to lie like this for the next thousand years. ”

"Well, seal the entrance again, it's safest." Rania taps her chin.

Although it was a pity, it was also a matter of letting go of a matter, and Alva, who decided to give up research, seemed a lot more relaxed.

He took off his glasses and pinched the corners of his sore eyes, "Rest, it's late." ”

"Hmm." Rania responded flatly.

Alva hunched over and walked to the bathroom.

Rania looked back at the crystal covered in a dirty cloth and snorted.

(End of chapter)