534 Gifts

a month later...

When Reginald, the disciple of Viala Witch, brought the convoy escorted by the troll into the china village, there were no other china girls except Blanche and Anita who served Raymond. They all looked a little depressed.

Twenty adult porcelain men, ten kilograms of purple clay from the Far East, three sets of containers for potion preparation, and various medicinal materials that Raymond was not familiar with.

Wearing an exquisite and gorgeous wizard robe, Reginald, with a humble expression, a respectful and sincere attitude, after presenting Witch Viala's gift, made Raymond feel the sincerity of Witch Viala, and even more for the previous The guesses made are somewhat confirmed.

"Lord Raymond, because the convoy departed from Red Crow Castle with Firecrow," Reginald said with an apologetic face, and hurriedly explained after Raymond finished reading the gift list. "Therefore, among the imprisoned porcelain people, only these porcelain people who can travel quickly can catch up with the convoy, so there is no way to send them all this time."

"Master Viara's generosity flatters me a little, and I appreciate her kindness." Raymond, who took out the bitterness accumulated by the one-month-old Hewlett, directly handed it over. "This is all the bitter water accumulated by the porcelain people, please hand it over to Lord Viala directly."

"Thank you for your understanding!" The leisurely and elegant expression was replaced by excitement, but Reginald, who still maintained restraint, took the box gently and began to check it.

The bitter water that Lei Meng put into four test tubes contained all the production of the entire porcelain village in one month, which was nearly 400 milliliters.

"Great! Great!" Reginald, who obviously understood the value of this thing in the eyes of Witch Viala, finally lost his indifferent attitude in excitement.

"I can guarantee the fulfillment of the promise I made with Fire Raven before, but the matter of going to Red Raven Castle needs to wait for the elemental tidal storm to pass." Raymond, who had a disciple like Reginald, had a smile on his face. Witch Yala is very envious. "And the purple clay produced in the Far East, I hope to supply more in the future."

Reginald, who carefully stuffed the wooden box containing the test tube into his waist pocket, laughed. "Master Viara hopes to communicate with you directly, so the car also brings a tool for remote communication. You can contact Master Viara now!"

"A tool for remote contact?" Raymond, who was a little surprised, couldn't help frowning. "Can't Shufayou be used?"

"Because there is spatial turbulence between Red Crow Castle and the Chinaman Village, many places in the Corner of Despair are unable to communicate with Shufayou," said Reginald, who gradually recovered his calm. Very patiently explained. "However, since the materials for making remote contact are very rare, what I brought this time is only a type that can be used once."

Somewhat surprised by Witch Viala's preparations, Raymond, who immediately readily agreed, was also very curious about this remote communication tool, and Reginald immediately began to set it up in the room.

This method of remote communication is like a talisman array. Lei Meng stood by and observed. In the end, the process of erecting Reginold was also recorded, but for the materials used in this rune. The chip couldn't judge for a while.

After Reginald completed the erection of this rune array with a diameter of less than one meter. So the six key energy nodes were filled with spars, and with the weak and continuous energy fluctuations, a three-dimensional picture appeared in the talisman.

The translucent picture was somewhat distorted, but after a while, it looked like an old woman sitting behind a long table, and she started to introduce. "Lord Raymond, I am Viara of Red Crow Castle. Welcome to the huge cage of the Horn of Despair, and become one of the many people who want to escape!"

Lei Meng was a little surprised by the kind, but apparently very old Witch Viala.

female wizard. Especially these witches above the second level, as long as they are not at the last moment of their lives, they will generally have extremely picky requirements for their appearance, and it is rare to see a witch in such a state!

"Don't be surprised, please believe in my goodwill for your arrival, and I hope you can come to Red Crow Castle to meet me as soon as possible," Witch Viara, who had an aging face but with particularly radiant eyes, showed a helpless expression on her face. wry smile. "Because it's inconvenient to communicate, you can tell my disciple Reginald what you need. You are not the first foreign wizard living in the corner of despair, and you will definitely not be the last..."

But Witch Viala said this, the three-dimensional image that appeared in the talisman array first interrupted the sound, followed by the video, there was a violent shake, and the entire communication talisman was distorted like a turbulent flow. Quickly, the spar that was placed on the energy node of the talisman array burst into dazzling light in vain, and was immediately depleted of energy and turned into debris.

"I'm sorry, Lord Raymond, because it's approaching the arrival of the elemental tidal storm, so the casting of any spells will be affected," Reginolde smiled wryly, as if he had expected this phenomenon. "It seems that you can only communicate with Lord Viala after the elemental tidal storm subsides."

Regarding the changes in the environment, Raymond knew better than Reginald. Seeing this, he did not continue the topic, but invited him to stay in the porcelain village for a few days as the host.

Reginald, who readily agreed, left with a smile on his face, but the old Hewlett, who was in charge of arranging everything for the porcelain people who were sent, appeared very excitedly in Raymond shortly after Reginald left. in front of.

"Dear Lord Raymond, thank you for your efforts to rescue the imprisoned porcelain man, please accept old Hewlett's salute!" Old Hewlett bowed with his hands on his chest, still full of joy. A touch of sadness. "Four porcelain villages were attacked by Red Crow Castle, and the elders of these villages are gone..."

"There is a price to pay for keeping secrets, and I feel sorry for what happened to them." Knowing that this was just a way of showing goodwill to Witch Viala, Raymond could only express a little relief. "As for the far east purple clay you mentioned last time, this time Red Crow Castle also sent a lot. If you still need it, you need to provide an accurate quantity."

"This kind of purple clay from the far east is something one dreams of, and it can only be produced in the icebergs of the far east," said old Hewlett, who no longer sighed, with an embarrassed look on his face. "For porcelain people, there is no upper limit to the amount of this kind of soil, no matter how much it is..."

"Witch Viala is not a philanthropist, so don't have such unrealistic ideas!" Immediately interrupting what Old Hewlett wanted to say, Raymond directly gave him a solemn warning. "If you want to rely on bitter water in exchange for this kind of resource, I believe that the porcelain people race will become extinct in your hands!"

"Understood, understood!" There was a gleam of light in the cloudy eyes, but the old Hewlett immediately lowered his posture. "When all the imprisoned porcelain people are sent, the production of bitter water can be tripled, but correspondingly, at least ten kilograms of extreme eastern purple clay is needed every month to ensure the health of the villagers."

"Health? Don't cause an unmanageable situation because of health!" Raymond, who turned and walked towards the window, had a headache for the old Hewlett who was a bit aggressive, so he had to hit him again. "I will negotiate with Red Crow Castle on the issue of the purple clay in the far east, but this must be negotiated under the condition that the agreement between the two parties can be implemented. The final result will still be decided by Witch Viala."

Although Raymond's tone was not very good, the old Hewlett, who had a bright smile on his face, didn't care. Instead, he came forward and made a request. "Then the far east purple clay that was sent this time will be sent to the warehouse of my small building to start using. What do you think?"

Raymond, who was facing the window, couldn't help laughing wryly when he saw the actions of the porcelain people who were carrying gifts from Red Crow Castle in the circular square. "How? They are already moving the purple clay from the Far East to your small building!" (To be continued...)