Chapter Thirty-Seven: Emma: These Clothes Are Worthless!
[Hit a glue first! 】
Robben was lying on the bed, and when the demon said this, he remembered that he hadn't yet maintained Emma's wand.
[Take care of her wand today, and take care of her shoes tomorrow!] 】
Robben: ......
He picked up Emma's wand, looked at it for a moment, then put it to his nose and sniffed it gently—it was the smell of a wooden comb that had been used for a while, and it smelled good.
Robben took out the bottle of glue again, took out a little, and applied it to the wand carefully, making sure every corner was covered. After doing this, he placed Emma's wand next to his pillow and fell asleep.
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"You bought me so many clothes?!"
After the wand arrived, Emma's other custom-made items also arrived one after another. When she threw the pile of clothes onto Robben's bed, Robben's brain briefly went into a shutdown.
"yes, it's not much, I only buy two sets per season." Emma told Robben in a tone that she hadn't actually bought much clothes.
Looking at the hill-like pile of clothes, Robben suddenly remembered a line: I don't have more than eight sets of clothes for all seasons. Now it seems that there are a lot of eight sets!
"I owe you money, I'm afraid I'll have to sell my body to pay it off." Robben said half-jokingly, half-seriously.
Hearing that after the sale, Emma was shaken for a moment, wanting to tell him the true price of the clothes directly, and then Robben, who owed herself a lot of money, would be with her all the time! This debt can't be paid off in ten or eight years, and when it is paid off soon, I can buy him a lot of gifts, and so on......
But she soon came to her senses, if Robben knew the true price, he would never accept these clothes with his temperament, so his plan was fundamentally invalid.
Emma, who came to her senses, immediately said that there is a lot of money, these clothes are very cheap, the robe, two golden dragons and one piece, buy three and get one free, and those belts add up to only one golden dragon. Glove? It's just a giveaway for buying a shirt - three pieces of ten golden dragons, buy three pieces and get three pieces free.
Robben, I owe you wages and I haven't paid it yet!
Robben may never be able to figure out how much of the Golden Dragon's commission Emma should give herself in the Emerald Forest and his party.
"Is this also the Ten Golden Dragons and Three Pairs?" He picked up a pair of men's boots and asked suspiciously. The boots were so exquisitely made that they didn't look like a bargain, and the charms on the upper of the boots were similar to the ones Emma wore when she first met them.
"Oh, this is the tail list of broken codes, a pair of hardware dragons after the discount." Emma replied without changing her face and without a beating heart.
Robben frowned, his instinct telling him that the little witch had probably quoted the price lower, but he didn't know anything about the luxury goods of the Moxilan Kingdom and didn't know anything about the pricing of these things, so he thought that these things might be twice as expensive as Emma's price—but they seemed to be within an acceptable range.
It can only be said that Robben does not understand luxury.
"Okay, I'll take these clothes, you don't owe me anything anymore!" Robben secretly vowed in his heart that he would hurry up and make money and wait for Emma's birthday to prepare a few gifts for her to return.
"Uh-huh." Emma nodded repeatedly, then looked at Robben expectantly.
Why don't you try such a new outfit?
Robben understood what she meant, and he pushed the little witch out of his room.
When Emma saw Robben again, she couldn't help but light up her eyes: the original Robben was dressed very plainly, and the adventurer's dress was completely pulling his hind legs, but even so, with his height and figure, as well as excellent facial features, Emma could give him a score of seven to eight out of ten points. Now that she has changed into a new outfit, in Emma's opinion, she can score nine points, which is really in response to the saying that people rely on clothes.
"Don't say it, the clothes you bought fit well." Robben didn't know that this was a custom-made model, but he thought that the robe and shirt were quite comfortable to wear.
"That's ~" Looking at Robben's appearance, Emma was also very happy, this is her friend, her roommate, classmate, is there such a handsome and brave friend?
"I'm in for a treat at noon, I must be invited!" Robben looked in the mirror and was very satisfied with his appearance, a boy's appearance is very directly related to whether he has a female friend willing to help him choose a set of clothes. Obviously, Emma is the kind of girl who picks out clothes. A satisfied Robben decided to treat her today to repay Emma for her gift.
Robben's kindness, Emma accepted, and the two decided to wait until lunch to finish dinner before going to school together to go through the enrollment procedures. The start of school is approaching, and he also has to go through the last few steps of the admission process, such as registering for the first semester of the preparatory department and taking a look at the dormitory allocation.
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The garden was still flourishing, and the little dragons had grown in size, and they were now gathering around a blonde man, waiting for him to feed them.
The blonde man was none other than Matthew Isar, and he was so obviously absent-minded that the fattest dragon cub snatched three pieces of beef from him in a row.
"Dad, if you continue to feed like this, the other little dragons will starve to death!" A delicate and crisp female voice and a sound of horses' hooves sounded behind him, breaking the monopoly of the fat fire dragon on beef.
Matthew said without looking back, "Naomi, how many times have I told you that you are not allowed to ride a horse at home!" ”
Although it was a reproachful tone, he had no intention of stopping her, because the person who had done the wrong was his only daughter, Naomi Isar.
Naomi had beautiful blonde hair like her father, Matthew, and her face was as white as cream, and she was almost dripping after riding on her horse for a while. She wore a long gray dress today, a string of jade necklaces with a silver background around her neck, a pair of brown riding boots on her feet, a pair of emerald green eyes full of heroism, and a pair of slender eyebrows, which gave her a hint of chivalric temperament. Of course, the beads of sweat on her face still prove her identity as a magician.
As the only daughter of Matthew Isar, she undoubtedly has privileges in this manor, such as being able to trample on the flowers and plants that old Matthew loved......
Hearing her father say this, she frowned and pursed her lips: "Then I'll ride a broom in the future!" ”
As she spoke, she drew her wand and spewed out a white light from its tip, knocking the fattest dragon cub to the head.
"You are a good material for being a saint if you carry out the idea of equality." Matthew whispered a whisper about his baby daughter.
After the fat dragon fell, it was pushed aside by its siblings, and it could not grab the fatty beef.
"Dad, you seem to have been worried about it since that day?"
Although she has a bad temper, her mind is very sharp, and she can see at once that her father has not been in a good mood in recent days, and she decides to help him with it.