"Speaking of which, the acquisition of this card has something to do with Lord Moro, which happened nearly three months ago...... "Angel told Moro about the strange seabird he encountered that day. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"The strangely dressed seabird, after drinking the tea brewed by the morning dew after the rain, left. Before leaving, he left this gold card to me. ”

After Ingres finished speaking, Moro's expression was a little strange, mixed with regret and envy. You know, when he left Pat Manor, Angels gave him most of the morning dew after the rain.

Although the morning dew after the rain is only a low-level magic plant, its unique effect is comparable to that of the white orchid potion. For the vast majority of wizard apprentices, the White Blue Elixir is a medicine that can only be watched and absolutely cannot be afforded.

Moro originally planned to make a fortune from the morning dew after the rain after returning to the Prosperous Continent, to see if he could seize the opportunity to get the guidance of an official wizard. So along the way, he never took out the morning dew after the rain at all, and even Florent didn't know that he had this magical tea on him.

I didn't expect him to hide it tightly, just to get a chance, but I didn't expect that Angel generously took it out and drank it, and he actually got the chance!

Moro hates!

Knowing early, knowing early......

Alas, Moro suddenly sighed in frustration, how can there be anything in this world that I know earlier, but it is just a lack of luck, and time is not waiting for me.

No one paid attention to the change in Moro's expression, and even if he did, no one would care.

"Hahaha, it turns out that your gold card was given by Lord Toby!" said Itachi.

"Mistress Toby, is that strangely dressed seabird with a backpack?" Ingres wondered.

Tang Weasel turned a ballet turn, with a look of adoration on his face: "That's right, it's Master Toby! Lord Toby is the master's favorite pet, and his status in Barbie's restaurant is equal to that of the owner!"

When Angel continued to ask about Toby's situation, Weasel no longer spoke, but smiled and said, "Hahaha, when the guests will eat, they will naturally see Lord Toby." ”

In the story that Ingres said just now, the focus of the Weasel was on 'Toby', but the focus of the other transcendents was on the morning dew after the rain.

However, Angel followed the Weasel Soupet, and they were not as familiar with Angel as Moro, so they could only hold it in their hearts.

As for the official wizards, after learning about the origin of Angelkinka, they no longer pay attention to them. The effect of morning dew after rain is unattractive to formal wizards.

Only Heroline of the White Coral Floating Island Academy took a deep look at Angel.

Good luck is also part of strength. If Angel can maintain this strong luck, it is not impossible to become an official wizard.

Herorin thought to herself, if this kid's talent is not bad, she can observe it first.

By the way, what was he trying to ask Moro? "What happened to the day of the talent test"?

It doesn't matter, it's just a lucky talent, and there may not be any success yet.

......

The deep corridors, the walls with needle-pointed branches that climb over every gap, and from time to time a gorgeous blood-red rose, in extreme contrast, actually has a depressing absolute beauty.

At the end of the corridor, the bright red curtain obscures the view, and behind the curtain is the banquet room of the Barbie restaurant, to be precise, the banquet room of the bronze card VIPs.

"Oh ho ho ho, the devil vine seeds here are ripe, and they can be planted in the brains of the black-skinned goblins, roar and roar, and in just three months, you can harvest the most delicious brain flowers. The purple-haired woman, who was plump to obesity, fat enough to have a six-layer chin, held up a glass of white goo in front of Sanders that exuded a fragrant but purple-black cocktail glass, "Old friend, do you want a drink? ”

Sanders removes the black tall felt hat from his head, revealing short gray-green curls. Placing the hat on the table, Sanders took the cocktail glass from Grea's hand and drank it down in one gulp, uncaring about Flora's dark cuisine.

"It tastes good. Sanders put down his glass, crossed his fingers, shrugged his shoulders, and replied noncommittally.

"Hehe, I forgot to tell you, the black essence brain flower also has a strong release effect on the brain sullomon, do you like it?" said the purple-haired fat woman, that is, Greya, squinted her eyes.

Sanders was still expressionless: "I feel it, pheromones are secreted in large quantities." ”

Grea leaned closer to Sanders and took a deep breath around his neck, but didn't smell anything.

Grea couldn't help frowning, and looked at Sanders with disdain: "The stinky man who has no emotion, actually hinders the secretion of sulomone, and wants to smell you, is it as boring as you." ”

Gloria's words aroused strong approval from Flora, who was floating in mid-air, floating up and down with nothing to do.

Flora's cheering made Grea give her a wink. However, the wink was only exchanged for Flora's white eyes.

Sanders' eyes were faint: "Let's talk less about irrelevant things, your invitation card is not good." ”

Grea hunched her waist with her plump waist, her big white hands with vermilion nail polish on her chin, looked at Sanders with seductive eyes, and her bewitching eye makeup became blurred with the effect of cascading waves with exaggerated eyes.

However, Sanders still didn't give a straight eye, and he didn't even want to raise his eyes this time.

"Is it really frigidity? The beautiful woman doesn't know how to seize the opportunity at the moment. Grea, who considers herself a "beauty", rolled her eyes, shook her huge ass, and swayed to the food table next to her.

The ingredient table is full of all kinds of magical props.

All kinds of suspended glassware contain all kinds of ingredients, but they are all non-mainstream appearances, black pieces of meat, viscous liquid of purple and red smoke, dense eyeballs and even mollusks that are still moving, crawling with arched bodies, and even some gas vortices that are directly colored.

These ingredients, Grea takes from various locations. One of the reasons her Barbie restaurant wanders around is to get ingredients from different places, and in some cases, Grea even goes to the Otherworld to find ingredients. For example, most of the purple-black breath in her ingredients were obtained from the abyss plane, and most of the gaseous ingredients were obtained from the burning plane.

Dressed in a light crimson close-fitting thin dress, Grea posed in front of the kitchen in a pose that she thought would show her curves the most, lifted her chin from layers of flesh, and picked up a huge diamond-encrusted soup spoon: "Or do you want to twist the protozoa?"

Sanders nodded.

Grea snorted and pouted, "Uninteresting man." ”

The Buckworm is a special type of insect that cannot reproduce and does not produce in nature. The only way to get this is through Grea's own sorcery, which uses a variety of ingredients to cook. The final result of the dish is such a strange taste, which is useless to everyone, except for Sanders.

Grea unleashed the unique witchcraft of the mysterious side of the food department, and began to process the ingredients with her own kitchen utensils.

As soon as he was halfway through, the curtain in the banquet room was lifted, and a small, greasy-looking man with sharp-bean-eyed peas came in.

The little man was about the same height as Flora, with extremely thin limbs and a sloppy back, looking like a lazy and sloppy low-level laborer.

As soon as the little man entered, Flora frowned and flew some distance closer to Sanders. For this man, a trace of disgust and avoidance appeared in her eyes, which showed that the person who came was by no means an ordinary person.

"Greasy bird, what are you doing here?"