Section 840 Silk Production

"Oli, you stay here and tell the Kulakuka tribe about the common sense of the Old Continent, as well as the rules and taboos of Pat Manor."

After Angel finished speaking, he left the hall with Leon and Mana, the maid.

Outside the castle, Angel could already faintly hear someone talking about the Kulakuka clan, and from time to time someone stretched their head to look in the direction of the hall.

When they reached a deserted place, Angel turned around and said, "Now that we have agreed to let the Kulakuka tribe stay, we have to decide how to resettle them."

The head maid Mana immediately said: "There are empty rooms on the third and fourth floors of the castle. I can sort them out later and use them as a resting place for their family."

Angel: "Although the Kulakuka tribe are guests, they are also residents of Gru Town. Do you plan to let them live in the castle all the time?"

"Then how do you think we should place them?" Leon asked.

"As I said just now, they can actually be called a clan of craftsmen. You just need to find a piece of land for them outside, and they will build their own home."

When Angel said this, he thought of Babaya's hometown, Muya Village.

The entire Muya Village is built in a Manyue tree. Whether it is the mortise and tenon house structure or the "elevator"-like mechanism, the ingenuity of the Kulakuka people can be seen.

"For now, they can temporarily live in the building just now. After they build their own village, they can move there again."

Leon thought for a moment and agreed with Angel's idea. After all, he promised to be a permanent legal resident, so naturally he could not keep it forever.

In the end, the resettlement site selected by Lyon for the Kulakuka people was a grassland near the tea garden. There is an old red-leaf tea tree next to it. It is backed by a hillside to protect it from the wind. There are also ditches nearby to protect it from heavy rains and waterlogging. The land is also fertile, allowing the Kulakuka people to rest and recuperate.

After confirming the site, Angel asked Mana, the head maid, to take Ku Miaomiao there to see if she was satisfied with it, and then arranged for someone to clean up the nearby weeds while he and Leon moved aside.

In spring, the red-leaf tea tree has slender green leaves, and the sunlight shines through the lush branches and leaves, casting a patch of mottled shade.

Angel leaned against the tea tree, while Leon sat cross-legged in the shade.

The breeze blew by, making Angel feel like he was back when he was a child...

"I still remember when we were young, we played hide and seek. I was sitting on the trunk of this tree. Even if you found me, you couldn't catch me. I was running around under the tree." Leon said with a smile, his eyes looking at the tea tree. , seemed to have seen the situation back then, "I remember you were crying in a hurry?"

"Are you crying in a hurry? It's because you threw your knotted seed at me from above, making me cry in pain." Angel had a black line on his face and didn't want to mention the dark history at all.

"It's the same anyway." Leon has deep dimples on his cheeks when he smiles, which is somewhat inconsistent with his masculine persona. Although he is less tough, he is a bit more gentle.

"Let's not talk about this topic anymore. By the way, what are your future plans? If nothing unexpected happens, your mental power value should have passed 10 points. Do you plan to follow Lord Huis back to Storm Canyon?" Angel changed the topic. , asked.

"My mentors have not agreed to be my mentor, so who knows the future." Leon shrugged: "But rather than going to the unknown and ethereal continent, I actually want to continue living here, because I still have my responsibilities here."

"I remember, isn't your dream to travel around the world?" Angel asked with a raised eyebrow.

"At least not now." Leon spread his hands and lay down on the lawn, light spots floating on his face, his expression was calm, but the hidden excitement in his eyes could see his unruly soul.

While they were talking, the head maid Mana came from afar, bringing not only Ku Miaomiao but also the entire Kulakuka clan No. 77 with her.

"They all wanted to see where they would live in the future, so they all came." Mana walked over quickly and said.

"You go over and ask them for their opinions. I still have something to tell my brother." Angel said.

Mana nodded and returned to the Kulakuka tribe, discussing territorial issues with them.

Leon looked at Angel curiously: "I thought you were chatting with me. What else do you have to say?"

"It was indeed just chatting before." Angel paused and got down to business: "Actually, this time I brought back another person besides the Kulakuka clan."

Leon: "Huh?"

"To a certain extent, this man can be called an all-around craftsman. It's just that his aesthetics are a little biased, and he has a bad temper." Angele paused: "But in terms of the craftsman's skills alone, he Very useful for Pat Manor.”

Leon sat up and looked at Angel: "What do you mean, he will stay here too?"

Angel nodded, then waved his hand, and a figure appeared at his feet.

Before Leon could see his appearance clearly, he heard a roar: "Why did you leave me there alone, even the building is gone? Who can I talk to? You promised me that you would give me a luxurious life." , you don’t keep your promise!”

Leon was stunned, but he saw a dwarf who was about as tall as Angel's calf, grabbing Angel's trouser leg and howling angrily.

"Why is he a little kid?" Leon muttered to himself.

The dwarf turned his head angrily, his eyes red with anger: "Little one? Who are you calling little one? I am the noble prince of the Aya people! If you dare to call me little one, I will kill you!"

The dwarf shouted and rushed towards Leon, but Leon blocked his progress with a wave of his hand.

"The Viscount is right. You are a dwarf." A crisp and naughty voice came from the tree.

Lyon looked up and saw a girl from the Kulakuka tribe in a goose yellow skirt sitting on the leaves, swaying as if on a swing.

"Jin Cancan, you are so venomous that you will never get married!" Nano jumped and pointed at the girl and cursed: "You said I am short, but I am seven or eight times taller than you!"

"But in the eyes of humans, our height is that of fairies, and your height is that of dwarves." Jin Cancan laughed and used her logic to stimulate Nano.

While they were cursing, Angel walked to Lyon: "This is their daily life. I usually don't dare to probe my mental power into the bracelet. It's too noisy."

Lyon was stunned by the scene in front of him. Hearing Angel's voice, he looked at Angel's wrist: "This is your space prop..."

Lyon had heard about space props from his mentor. It was an extremely precious thing that many formal wizards might not have.

Angel not only has it, but it can also hold living things. He actually wanted to ask early in the morning, but he thought that he would find out his brother's secrets, so he kept his curiosity in his heart.

"Yes, this is a space bracelet." Angel paused, and secretly told Lyon with a voice transmission: "I made it myself. When you cultivate your spiritual power, I will also make one for you."

Lyon subconsciously wanted to refuse, but Angel said: "Toby also has a space prop I made, and the space prop is very simple to make."

Is it easy to make a space prop? But didn't the instructor say that space props are very rare? Doubt flashed in Lyon's eyes. Could it be that the instructor was lying to him?

When Lyon was about to ask, Angel changed the topic back to the Aya people.

"This little guy is called Nano..."

"I'm not a little guy, I'm a noble prince of the Aya people!" Nano heard Angel's words, although he was arguing with Jin Cancan, he didn't forget to turn around and argue, and continued to scold Jin Cancan after he finished speaking.

"Nano is a humanoid race, this race is called Lingren. Lingren are born craftsmen, and they have strong artistic cells, especially good at tailoring."

Before Angel finished speaking, Leon said: "Did he design his green hat, red coat and lotus pink silk shirt himself?"

Angel nodded silently: "Don't look at the color is wrong, but the style is still very good. Except for the fact that Nano's aesthetic taste for color is a little biased, the rest is pretty good."

Lyon chuckled twice, with deep meaning.

At this time, Jin Cancan on the treetop suddenly said: "My Lord Viscount, in fact, many clothes of our Kula Kuka tribe are made by Nano, including the one on me. He is actually very good, but he has a little color vision disorder."

After Jin Cancan said this, she also spun on the tip of the leaf to show her beautiful and beautiful skirt with golden dark patterns shining in the sun.

It must be said that this skirt alone can be called a treasure of art.

After listening to Jin Cancan's support, Nano was not happy at all: "Who has color vision disorder? The color I designed is obviously the most beautiful. The color you asked me to choose for this dress is really ugly and looks like a pile of shit!"

The quarrel started again, and Angel sighed: "Nano has a bad temper, but he is still kind."

Lyon laughed again.

"Nano was a prince before, and then met me in a difficult situation. I promised Nano that I would give him a luxurious life without wandering, so I brought him back." Angel said.

"Is there a causal relationship here?" Lyon was confused when he heard it, "Also, do you mean, we should support him? Give him a luxurious life?"

"That's not necessary, he will exchange it with his own ability." After Angel said, he stopped the quarrel between Nano and Jin Cancan, and then brought Nano over and introduced Lyon's identity to him.

"I once said that you have to pay the price for the kind of life you want. The quality of your life will be judged by Viscount Pat in the future. If you want a luxurious life, at least you have to prove that you have the ability to do so." Angel said to Nano.

Nano looked at Leon with some dissatisfaction. He remembered correctly that it was Leon who called him little one before.

But no matter how dissatisfied he was, he temporarily suppressed his dissatisfaction when he thought of living a luxurious life in the future.

Nano stretched out his hand and closed his eyes at the same time. Soon, a series of silk threads came out of his palm.

In Leon's surprised eyes, Nano quickly wove the silk threads into satin. The silk shone brightly in the sun, showing its high quality.

Soon, a piece of silk with a square meter appeared in front of Nano.

Looking at the silk, Leon could even feel a faint chill.

"The Ling people can produce silk on their own." Angell explained, "The quality of this silk is almost close to the entry-level. This piece of silk alone would sell for two or three magic crystals in the wizarding world."

Angel paused, "If it were in the mortal world, this piece of silk would cost at least a thousand gold coins."