Inside the library, listening to Yorkham Jones' wayward request, Robert immediately rolled his eyes:

"Except for the 'Prayer Speaker', other light professions can only sign two light elves. ”

"So little!"

Thinking of the bunch of small briquettes sent by Red Lotus, Yorkham Jones immediately complained.

Turning his head to see Robert's eyes that were almost spitting fire, Yorkham Jones hurriedly touched his head and smirked:

"Two are not bad..."

"Humph!"

Robert snorted and said:

"There are three main functions of the Light Elves:

1) Messenger, as long as there is light, it can haunt at will, so the light elf is the best messenger.

2) Support the Light Transcendent to chant skill spells, but it seems that your skill spell selection is very bad.

3) Storage, each bright elf comes with a small space, so it can help the owner store some small things, but the space is not very large, about 3 square meters. ”

Nice features... In the future, you don't have to put everything in your pocket when you go out...

Muttering inwardly, looking at the 'ghost doll', the 'nun's earrings', the mobile phone, and a bunch of other items in his pocket, Yorkham Jones hurriedly said:

"Mr. Robert, let me sign a contract with the Light Elf!"

"Close your eyes. Robert glared again feebly.

"Huh?" said Yorkham Jones, puzzled.

"I said close my eyes!" Robert almost yelled.

"Oh!

Looking at Robert's disgusted and angry eyes, Yorkham Jones hurriedly closed his eyes and mouth.

After a few seconds, Yorkham Jones heard Robert chant a few syllables, which were not in the real world, and Yorkham Jones did not understand at all, sounding like the 'beep' of an elf.

Then, a sea of gold appeared in Yorkham Jones's mind, very similar to the first scene he saw when he went in to learn the skill.

Suddenly, the golden sea breeze swayed, and groups of bright elves flew towards Yorkham Jones, with round bodies, small short hands with only two fingers, and a pair of thin golden wings fanned on their backs.

After flying to Yokham Jones, the thumb-sized elves swirled around Jokham Jones, as if observing.

After a while, one after another the bright elves began to fly back to the golden ocean one after another.

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer bright elves around him, Yorkham Jones couldn't help muttering:

"You can't even look down on me... Anyway, I'm also an orthodox holy priest!"

When there were still five or six left, two light elves, who were fatter than the others, suddenly sat on Jokham Jones's shoulders.

Then, as Robert finished the last syllable, Yorkham Jones opened his eyes.

In the real world, two light elves also appeared on Yorkham Jones's shoulders, and conjured two glow sticks waving their little hands and 'beeping' non-stop.

"They're so good-looking... Maybe it's because I'm so handsome..."

Muttering, Yorkham Jones asked Robert again:

"Mr. Robert, how do I communicate with them?"

"When they speak, attach the power of light, and they will understand. Robert replied softly.

"How can I, then, understand their language?" asked Yorkham Jones again.

Hearing this question, Robert immediately raised his head arrogantly:

"This is the exclusive technique of the 'Prayer Speaker', and you can't learn it. ”

"Well..."

Waving his hand regretfully, Yorkham Jones respectfully saluted Robert:

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Robert, I have something to do, so I'll leave first, and next time I come, I'll bring you a gift. ”

Hearing the word 'gift', Robert immediately thought of all kinds of strange gifts from Vlad, and immediately shook his head:

"Thank you for accepting it, forget about the gift. ”

At this moment, an old man in a gray robe suddenly ran in from outside the door and shouted:

"Robert, Robert, I'm on the path of light, help me make a career core. ”

The gray-robed old man looked even older than Robert, but his excited expression at the moment was completely like that of a child.

After one glance, Yorkham Jones muttered inwardly:

"Is the path of light hard?"

Shaking his head and putting away the light elf, Yorkham Jones walked towards the elf, and Robert also led the gray-robed old man into the inventory room to start making the professional core.

...

After leaving the Abbey of Light, he called a carriage taxi, and when he entered the carriage, Yorkham Jones called out the two light elves.

"What a cute little fat ball!"

Qin Jing immediately shouted, and pounced directly at the light elf.

At the same time, Yumi also has little stars in her eyes, but her mouth keeps drooling.

The little elves of light were very mischievous, and when they saw them pounce, they looked very frightened and frightened, and waved their little hands and shouted.

But as soon as Jingqing was about to pounce, the two bright elves immediately appeared in another position with the faint light, waving a glow stick in one hand and slapping their bellies in the other.

"Damn!" Qi Jing immediately gritted his teeth and pounced again.

After a few minutes of fluttering, Qin Jing and the two bright elves were all tired and panting, and then they stopped playing.

Seeing this, Yorkham Jones shook his head and sighed, and then attached the power of light to the two light elves and said:

"Alright, you two don't tease her. ”

Then, Jokham Jones made some light power and fed it to the two light elves, but the next scene made Yorkham Jones very crazy.

I saw that as soon as the two light elves ate the power of light, they immediately covered their mouths synchronously, and stretched out their short tongues to spit out, completely showing a poisoned appearance, and one of them kept pointing at Yorkham Jones and making a 'beep' sound, as if to say, 'You actually poisoned!'

Seeing the funny scene, Qin Jing and Yumi immediately burst out laughing.

Listening to the laughter, Yorkham Jones was full of complaints.

Are you two really light elves?

Isn't it the drama spirit possessed?

After complaining twice, Yorkham Jones could only sigh helplessly, because he couldn't drag the two naughty light elves.

When the two light elves had had enough, Yorkham Jones gave them some words with the power of light, and threw everything except the 'ghost doll' and the 'nun's studs' to the light elves for safekeeping.

Originally, Yorkham Jones also wanted to give the two transcendent props to the light elves for safekeeping, but after thinking about it carefully, if he encountered danger, it might be too late to summon the elves to get the props, so he chose to pretend to be himself.

"When I go home in the evening, I can take the rest of the money and keep it for them, so that it will be much easier to travel in the future, and the cash will look much more comfortable than a string of numbers in the bank..."

After muttering, he looked at the time and found that it was almost 5 o'clock, and Yorkham Jones immediately looked forward to it happily:

"Soon I'll be able to see my dear Daile again..."

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