Chapter 332, The VIP Arrives

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The midsummer wind blew through the small gazebo, and Ryan began to think about Morgiana's proposal.

The fairy in the lake gave Morgiana a unique method of training the griffin. This domestication method can make the griffin have magical abilities, just like François's pure-blood elf Pegasus can condense energy and spit out white light. As long as this little griffin is domesticated according to the method of the fairy in the lake, fed with the divine power of the fairy in the lake and supplemented with Ryan's spiritual power, it can become a powerful griffin that can use magic attacks.

This is the gift given to him by the fairy in the lake. It would take a lot of divine power for Lilith to tame this kind of magical creature, but for a knight, a good mount is worth all the price. Ryan didn't hesitate too much when he saw this, he immediately Nodding: "Then please."

"Well, the lady has already arranged everything." Morgiana took out a gemstone containing powerful divine power from her bosom, which was given to her by the fairy in the lake to accelerate the growth of the little griffin and help it awaken magical ability.

Ryan nodded with a smile. He picked up the little griffin and stuffed the delicious venison into the mouth of the little griffin. The little griffin screamed and ate the venison in a few mouthfuls. It pecked on the face, then flapped its wings and flew to the top of the gazebo again.

"It can already master the ability to fly very well." Teresa only felt that the eyes of Morgiana looking at her were strange and unfriendly. , walked to Ryan's side.

The female sorceress in summer is wearing a classically printed dress of water blue rue, black laurel, and the skirt only reaches her knees. She has a white rose pinned on her long black hair that shimmers. She is glamorous, full of summer style, and tender. Bai's long legs were all exposed, she was wearing white soft low sandals on her beautiful feet, and her toes painted with red cardamom nail polish were particularly attractive. She walked to Ryan's side: "By the way, the location of my wizard tower has been selected." Selected."

"Where did you choose?" Ryan took a half-breed elf horse and carefully groomed the horse's mane.

"I chose a valley in the Sharon Forest, not far from your brother's cabin in the forest. The environment there is very good and quiet." Theresa's face was very resentful: "I'm going to start the ceremony at your wedding." Before laying the foundation, the dwarves have taken over the business and are ready to start work."

"It's a good place, it's safe there." Ryan nodded again and again, Teresa would indeed pick a place, and he was assured that the sorceress' wizard tower was built there. Just as he was about to say something, his war horse Grape stuck out his tongue on Ryan. He licked his face, making him drool.

"Pao! Why do you think it's wrong, you have to be a licking dog!" Ryan couldn't go on talking for a moment, he frowned and backed away again and again, and Putao cried happily a few times when he saw him in a mess.

"Hahahaha~" Teresa and Morgiana laughed coquettishly when they saw Ryan's embarrassed appearance, and the sorceress took out a towel to help Ryan wipe his face: "This is the grape to show your friendliness."

Grape is a headache for Ryan. This pure-blood elf horse has a very proud personality. After being with Ryan, he became even more arrogant (I was also a horse that was ridden by the champion of the gods). When he got angry, he stretched out his legs and kicked people. , Many serfs are often kicked several meters away on the spot when they serve "Master Grape". Grape knows a little bit about propriety. He knows that he is one of Ryan's subordinates. Generally, he will not be kicked to death, but the serfs have to lie on the bed and rest. a few days.

I heard that the sergeants and knights in the castle are still secretly opening a bet on who will be the next groom to be kicked by grapes.

As a result, as soon as Suria came, Grape impregnated Suria's pure-blood elf mare named Richter, which made Ryan and Suria dumbfounded.

Ryan had no choice but to ask the wood elves for help, and asked the wood elves to help him breed elf war horses.

It is not without reason to ask the wood elves for help. This was the case when the second generation of knight king Lewis and the wood elves negotiated peace. The wood elves would provide the Bretans with answers to elf war horse breeding.

As soon as the wood elves took action, the effect was outstanding. In just one year, the grapes were full of children and grandchildren, and the stables were almost filled.

Compared with pure blood elf horses, mixed blood elf horses are different in terms of explosive power, endurance, gravity, and intelligence. The first batch of pure blood elf horses were captured when the Bretons crossed the Gray Mountains. These pure blood elves Abandoned by the retreating elves, the war horses are multiplying freely on this land, and have been captured by the Bretons.

After the founding of Brittania, the "prohibition of the export of pure-blood elf horses" was added to the national policy, and it has not been changed to this day. Ryan only sold a few mixed-blood elf horses and benefited a lot.

The Earl of Glamorgan wiped his face clean, pulled the reins of a half-breed elf war horse and handed it to the sorceress: "Here it is for you, dear Teresa, it will be your mount from now on."

This is a brown half-breed elf warhorse nearly two meters tall. It has not grown up yet, but it already looks very tall and mighty, imposing, and has a particularly long mane, with a white spot on its forehead.

"Only me?" Teresa pulled the rein without hesitation, admiring her new mount.

"I'll give it to you first, I think you need it most." Ryan didn't say anything, he put down the towel: "If you have any questions, just ask me... By the way, is there any problem with the construction funds of the Wizard Tower? Shall I lend you some? "

"You borrowed me? Then how do I pay it back?" Teresa gave Ryan a white look: "Don't worry, I raised some myself, my mother gave me some, and finally I borrowed some from the Garland Council, Veronica He also helped me."

"Veronica?! She will help you!" Now Ryan felt very surprised, and he stopped what he was doing: "It's unbelievable."

"Oh, this happened before us, so you don't need to know about it." Teresa said angrily, "You should continue preparing for your marriage with Marquise Suria."

Ryan nodded awkwardly. He knew why Teresa was willing to leave Jialan's great prospects and run to build a wizard tower in her own territory: "Sorry, just tell me if you need anything, and I will arrange someone to help you. "

"There are people who have money, but they don't need much. By the way, I'm going to take Emma to buy something at Bordeaux. Are you free to go with me?" Teresa looked up at Ryan, silver Eyes full of anticipation.

"Today?" Emma is Teresa's new apprentice. Now there are many witch apprentices in Ryan's territory, and the residents are not surprised.

"Yes, just today." Teresa saw that Ryan's tone was loose, and continued: "We will ride there today, stay there for one night, and ride back tomorrow. It won't take much time."

"Hmm~" This request is normal, because if you take Ryan with you, you can get a 20% discount in all shops (Holy Grail Knight special offer), Ryan began to think about what he has today, and whether he can go with Teresa.

"Miss Trovik, I think you don't have that much time to go shopping in Bordeaux!" A cold voice roughly interrupted the chat between the two.

Morgiana, who was wearing a pleated petticoat with slanted shoulders and lilies, walked over at some point, wearing a golden corolla on her head, and walking slowly with her bare feet. The beautiful face of the witch of the lake god was full of anger and impatience: "You are so tall! Gothic learning is not enough, you must quickly master the sixth and tenth of Arthur's twelve battles in the rest of today, and repeat it to me in Gothic before sunset."

"Your Highness Morgiana, isn't today's class already..." Teresa felt very strange, and she immediately argued subconsciously: "...is it over already?"

"Since you are learning High Gothic from me, I have the final say on the course. Obviously, Miss Trovik, you have not met the expected requirements, so please spend more time!" Morgiana reprimanded the female sorceress, her tone not How nice it sounds.

After finishing speaking, Morgiana glared at Ryan, who wanted to speak out to help, and the earl had no choice but to shut up. In this country, Morgiana's authority is beyond doubt.

"Come with me! Miss Trovik." Morgiana motioned Teresa back to the gazebo, recess was over.

"Yes, Your Highness Morgiana."

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Just as Morgiana was instructing Theresa Gothic in the use of Gothic, Bordello, Bodleix, and Mannen Shipyard.

A dwarven medium-sized ironclad ship is docking in the port.

Surrounded by dozens of dwarf bearded warriors and hammer warriors, an old dwarf with a white beard all over his body set foot on the land of Bordello.

His face is full of the thickness of the years and the stubbornness like a stone, but after seeing the prosperity of the Bouldero Wharf, the old dwarf sighed softly: "Five hundred years, the outside The world has indeed changed."

"Master Clark, we have arrived at Bordello. The humans who invited you to build weapons are inland, and we still have to go a long way." A dwarf rune craftsman with a long white beard said, this dwarf also has more than four hundred He is old, but in front of the old dwarf, he is as respectful as a child.

"Well, follow the given location and you're done." Clark, the president of the Dwarven Runecraftsmen's Guild, nodded. He carried his doomsday anvil and his sledgehammer, and walked towards the shore.

Hundreds of dwarves followed closely behind him.

"This...dwarf...sir, that...at the port..." Duke Boderick's wharf tax officer followed behind the dwarves with a smile on his face and whispered: "The purpose of going ashore here is to register your name and... and paying taxes..."

"Huh?" Clark-The Harsh stopped and glared at the tax officer.

Dozens of dwarf bearded warriors and hammer warriors all raised their weapons and looked at the tax collector.

"Uh... I mean, Dwarves, welcome to Bordello!" The tax collector immediately stood up straight and said loudly, "I hope you have a good time here!"

"Hmph~" Clark-Severe One could barely understand what the human being was saying, he nodded and walked away.

"President! Look over there!" The dwarf and his party took a few steps, and immediately a rune craftsman pointed to the shore and said, "That's it?"

A huge ship appeared on the horizon. This huge ship is about 130 meters long and 234 meters wide. The huge sail of the ship is painted with the flag pattern of the high elf Safri kingdom, and a phoenix Flying along this giant ship!

"It's pointed ears! That's the giant ocean-going ship of the high elves! It's bad luck, why did I encounter these pointy ears just after I went down the mountain?!" Clark, the cruel one, said bad luck, but stopped in his tracks.

The dwarves all stopped when they saw this.

The giant ocean-going ship of the high elves traveled extremely fast. It took only ten minutes for this giant ship to dock. The approach of this giant ocean-going ship "squeezed away" many commercial ships that were planning to dock. Docked rather domineeringly at the Mannan Dry Dock.

The hatch opened, and groups of high elf troops appeared. The first to appear was a large group of high elf archers wearing feather crowns and breastplate cloth robes, and high elf spearmen wearing pointed helmets and scale skirts. Quickly and fiercely, they took control of the pier and signaled everyone to get out of the way!

As the humans on the pier were expelled, more high elf soldiers poured out of the cabin. They held elf bows, carried cross spears and shields on their backs, and wore blue and white high elf half body plate armor and armor skirts. A large number of elf soldiers appeared. They were arranged in a neat column, and their every move was as gorgeous as flowing water, full of moving artistic sense.

Then came the elite high elves wearing pointed red-tasseled winged helmets and red and white enchanted plate armor. They appeared last and had the strongest momentum. There are up to a hundred of them, but each of them has a legendary aura, which means that less than a hundred high elves are all legendary powerhouses!

Each of these elites holds a giant sword! The length of these giant swords is more than 1.2 meters!

On the pier, all the human beings looked dumbfounded. The tax officer appointed by Boderick, the Duke of Boldelo, turned blue and white for a while, and didn't know what to do. Luo? !

Can I, the dock tax officer, continue to do this?

The dwarves were all standing in the distance watching the commotion, the tax officer could only grit his teeth and stepped forward, saying in his broken Low Gothic, "That... Mr. High Elf?"

Dozens of high elf spearmen and archers all stared at him, and the tax officer was so frightened that his legs became weak, and he took a few steps back: "Um... what are you doing here in Bordeaux? ?”

"..." Several high elves looked at each other. They didn't understand what the human was saying, so they simply ignored him.

The tax officer was very embarrassed. It was not right to step back, and he might die if he went up, so he had to repeat his words loudly: "Is there something for the high elves to come to Bordello?"

It was his luck that someone understood.

"Step~step~step~" On the giant ocean-going ship of the high elves, a person finally got off.

Wearing the Safrui Battle Crown, holding the Lilith Moon Staff, and wearing the blue and white robes of the High Elf Archmage, he stepped down from the giant ship step by step, and the team of high elves swayed like waves. A little, made way for him.

Obviously, he is the leader of this army.

The man walked up to the dock tax officer and spoke in a proficient Low Gothic language.

"I am Teclis, the Supreme Mage of the Magister Council of the White Tower of the High Elf Safrihoth... Who are you?"