After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King

  Chapter 118 Many gifts

   Cassiopeia and Satan Ye met... This seems to be a plot that can extend thousands of words to fight openly and secretly, and the words will be full of all kinds of plots in the process of showing off and gaining favor.

   But in fact, reality and fiction are different. Cassiopeia and Satan Ye with the help of Sirina, get along very politely and in a fairly official way, and have complicated conversations.

  Basically, in an extremely euphemistic and artistic way, he asked Cassiopeia if he wanted to stay under the leadership of the Demon King for a few days, and if there was anything Silvermoon Grove needed for future trade.

   It seems to be talking about business cooperation.

  After all, even a dull person like Cassiopeia and an immature person like Satan Ye still need to maintain a certain degree of caution when communicating with kings.

  The former is just stupid, not stupid, and the latter is just tender, not stupid.

They know what to do and when. The two can go off-line and act coquettishly when Ira is around, and even stage intrigues that may not be possible. But now... as kings, the two of them, for the first time Not when meeting.

  Ira estimated that it would take a long time for them to finish talking, so he stayed in his room and counted the gifts of the elves...mostly snacks and sachets, after all, these things are gifts in the usual sense.

  There are also commemorative self-defense daggers, which are the kind of small knives that are more meaningful for decoration and collection than for self-defense. It feels that 80% of the dagger forging process is spent on hollowing out the dagger sheath.

  Ira sorted out the gifts of the elves one by one, and realized that the most numerous of them were the music scores of poems... so many people couldn't ask for it, but the chanting poems composed by the elves could fill one and a half drawers of his bedside table at this moment.

   This kind of number, even among legends with legendary degrees, is considered a lot.

As long as these poems full of artistic processing are spread, Ira will soon become the "legendary hero who can occasionally surpass the brilliance of gods and bring hope" and "the first person under the gods" among the bards. , the candidate for the **** appointed by World Tree].

   Unable to imagine that future, Ira decides to lock the drawers of the bedside table.

  Sitting like this, Ira threw the key of the bedside table into the unlocked bottom floor, and then began to rummage through the piles of presents where all the parchments had been collected.

  The goblins are helping Ira tidy up.

   "Ira"

"grown ups"

   "very popular"

   "Elves"

"welcome"

   "..."

The three goblins spoke one sentence at a time, splicing the words into complete sentences without any audible interruptions, while Yila took apart a pack of dried fruits in her hand, bit a piece herself, and tore some for the goblins. .

   This is a food that tastes a bit like dried sweet potatoes from the previous life, with a fairly healthy starchy sweetness.

   "Like, I helped Yiyue Shuting a lot before."

Ira, who bit the dried fruit and caused some slurred speech, rewrapped the small package and put it in the closet beside him. He planned to put all the snacks and snacks here, and there were already a lot of them here. of dim sum.

  Silver Moon Tree Garden is very rich in products, so there are also many small snacks that only Silver Moon Tree Garden can have. Naturally, it is easy for the elves to have the idea of ​​"giving something to eat is great".

  In fact, Ira thinks so too, and so does the goblin who ate happily. After all, they are not people who care much about the value of gifts, and he is indeed more willing to be happy for the wishes of the elves.

  Ira was unpacking the gift, and then seemed to have grabbed a bag of heavy and fragmented things, and pulled it gently but failed to pull it up from the ground. He opened the package curiously, and then revealed the densely packed rings inside.

   "???"

Ira, who was stunned, looked at the many rings in the package together with the goblins—not so much rings, but finger rings, each of which is connected like rattan and then polished, forming a wooden finger ring. .

  You can clearly feel the mana breath coming from above, so it is not a simple decoration. Judging from the results of the mantra and mana test, it seems to be a prop that can be used to store magic power.

It is very similar to the condensed blood crystals that Ira used to make money. It has the same ability to store magic power. It makes people who don't have any talent or magic power like Vera more anxious, and can have a spare magic power storage. place.

   And both are equally expensive.

  The rings in this bag obviously have handmade traces, and it can be seen that the craftsmanship is gradually getting stronger, so it is probably made by some elf himself, and Ira can accept it with confidence.

  If it was an expensive gift, Ira might not accept it so easily.

   "..."

  The next gift is a beautiful, shining seven-color bead, because the Mana wave sinks into the sea, so it is probably a very beautiful decoration.

  Ira chose to place this bead on the top of the bedside table for decoration... However, I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but I always feel that this bead is not just a decoration.

   "His Highness Cassiopeia, Ira's room is here."

   "Ira, ah... is this your room? It feels a little small."

The voices of the succubus maid and Cassiopeia came from outside the door, and Ira turned to look at the retiring maid and the elf queen who was looking at her room curiously. He nodded and said, "To me, it is already a very comfortable environment."

   What's more, in fact, it is almost the same as the big suites in the previous world, and it is quite a good residence. The so-called [small] is only smaller than the big houses in Silver Moon Tree Garden and the imperial capital.

  Speaking like this, Ira temporarily put aside half of the gifts she had sorted out. He looked at Cassiopeia at the door and asked, "How long are you going to stay? Are you going to stay tonight?"

   Like a friend who has known each other for many years, he asked this casually.

   "The Demon King's Castle, there are many rooms here, right?"

   Facing Cassiopeia's doubts about not understanding logic, Ira still nodded and said: "Of course, the empty room is enough for everyone in Silvermoon Grove. One room per person is no problem at all."

   "Then let's go tonight."

  However, Cassiopeia responded like this instead...does he want to return because the room is enough?

  Ira, who didn't quite understand, twitched the corners of her mouth helplessly, but he had long been aware of Cassiopeia's cuteness. He walked out the door and asked, "Have you seen that slate?"

   "Huh? That? I saw you before I started watching that."

   "Then I'll take you to have a look and translate the language of the Age of Gods."

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  The two left the room, and the beautiful glass bead that Ira put on the bedside table seemed to turn in the direction of the two with the flicker of light?

  (end of this chapter)