Fairy’s Box

"In that case, get up."

"Huh?" Yale closed his eyes and waited to die, not knowing that Figores' voice was gone.

The young man was stunned for a while, and a green brilliance enveloped him, his broken limbs slowly healed, and his body seemed to be very relaxed among the white feathers.

After a few breaths, Yale stood intact, and his head fell into a blank state.

"Dream and reality, truth and lies, in the hands of a concubine, they are just chess pieces that are turned upside down at will."

With the words of the Lord of Flowers, Yale was pulled to the sky, and pictures flowed in front of him. From the moment he entered the Dream Pavilion, the marigold appeared, the sun flower preyed on him, saved Betty, and got to know Corellian. Uncle them. Then everyone worked together to break through the sea of ​​​​skeletons and boarded the sky garden. In the end, because of "Betty"'s revolt, everything was lost...

"What do you mean?" Yale shouted while holding his head, unable to digest such a big message for a while.

"Deep in a dream, don't you want to wake up? Pain and hatred are the best at blinding the soul."

Figores took the black tea offered by Calendula, took a sip, and continued:

"The Imperial Letter of the Golden Zhao is the eternal contract signed by the concubine and Agarik. How can the concubine kill an innocent person without authorization?"

"So, Corell, Amber and the others aren't dead!?"

Yale was surprised and delighted, and he couldn't believe what was happening now.

The terrifying experience before was too real, and after being imprisoned, he was blinded by hatred. He almost had doubts about the Imperial Book of Jin Zhao, and now he calmly pondered that there were indeed too many strange things in what happened.

"If you kill nearly a hundred people at once, I'm afraid the monarch will be shocked. Is it possible that your majesty will do something that obviously violates the contract?"

Yin Chanhua flew over and asked back while standing on his shoulder.

"Could it be that all our previous encounters were hallucinations?" Yale's eyes widened, unable to accept it.

"It's not an illusion, it's a dream, a real dream." Yin Chanhua covered her mouth and laughed.

"His Majesty Figores is the goblin lord who controls the dream and reality. They just died in the real dream woven by His Majesty. After awakening, it is just a big dream, and their abilities and memories will be preserved. You are slightly different, sleep For almost a year, they only slept a day and a half."

Calendula also appeared beside him, crossed his arms, drawn a concentric circle, and then split into four elliptical mirrors, showing the images of Corell, Cathy, Amber, and Deanqi respectively.

"After Kathy woke up, she abandoned her former weakness and became the head of the Great Library of Saint Nomac. Because of her increased strength and perseverance, Corell was appreciated by her boss and became the city defense officer of East Thrace. The leader, and married Cathy. Amber started a food street by himself, and now he has become one of the richest people in Western Thrace. As a song and dance screenwriter, Daenqi became even better after the baptism of dreams, and became a smash hit. For a while."

Along with the jumping from one picture to another, Yale giggled happily on the side, happy for their current situation.

Calendula finished the explanation, and then put her hands on her hips and said aggressively:

"As for the cowards who didn't even endure the first level, His Majesty has washed their memories, but even if they lose their memories, the fear of the Sunflower Field will still remain, and it is inevitable to go back to get a serious illness."

"Enwei is mighty!" Yalei was convinced and praised from the bottom of his heart.

A whirlwind rose out of thin air, and when he came back to his senses, he appeared in front of the palace of the Lord of Flowers again.

"You already know the truth, why are you still dissatisfied with your concubine?"

On the throne, Figores pointed to the armrest with the tip of her elbow, stroked her cheek with her hand, and leaned slightly, revealing a seductive arc.

The young man immediately fell to the ground and continued to worship:

"How dare you. Your majesty is mighty, your majesty is rippling! Boy...he is delighted to surrender"

"As far as the concubine is concerned, without going through the pain of endless purgatory, it is not considered a deep-rooted **."

Figores licked her red lips still, and a golden apple appeared in her palm, floating towards Yale:

"The concubine admires you very much, this is a reward."

"Golden apple...Thank Queen..." Holding the golden apple, Yale showed a mixed expression.

"As a successful person who has overcome many hardships, the concubine is interested in listening to your ideals."

The queen showed a very interested look. She said so, and she must have killed herself if she refused...

Ale immediately eloquently expressed the great ambition that he had conceived in his mind for a long time. He started after graduating from the Obelisk, then joined the army, and always talked about wanting to become a general, leading the heroes of Roservia, sweeping the whole world and establishing an unprecedented super empire...

Hahahaha... The marigold and silver calendula heard half of it, so she couldn't straighten her waist with laughter, and flew around in a ball.

"It's not ridiculous." Figores gave Fairy Hua a stern glance, and they immediately drooped their wings and didn't dare to make a sound.

"It's nothing..." Already used to the ridicule of others, Yale didn't particularly care, but his expression was a little sad.

"The golden apple is just a whim of the concubine."

The Lord of Flowers walked in front of the young man, stretched out his wrist, and placed it between the eyebrows of the other party:

"Now, allow you to say a wish, and the concubine will fulfill it as appropriate."

Make a wish? The young man was dumbfounded while holding the golden apple, making a wish again?

"I want strength! Please give me strength!" Yale said after thoughtful consideration. The last time he said he wanted immortality, he was tricked. This time, it's better to lower the grade a bit, so as not to be unlucky again.

"Alright, I'll give you a little mana." The Lord of Flowers agreed without hesitation.

"Wait a minute! I'm a warrior who uses Dou Qi, what's the use of mana..."

Before Yale could finish speaking, he was gently pushed into the green vortex by the Queen's fingertips.

When I came back to my senses, I was already standing on the square full of flowers, where is it? After a few minutes of fighting, Yale recognized that this was the square of Western Thrace, the last place he stayed before entering the sunflower field.

The young man sighed in disappointment, and suddenly found an uncle beside him who was secretly picking chrysanthemums on the square.

"Uncle, who are you?" Yale's appearance seemed to startle the other party.

However, the uncle recovered quickly and said a little embarrassedly:

"It's nothing, just pick two chrysanthemums and go back to make tea."

"This is the place of worship for the Lord of Four Seasons Flowers...Aren't you afraid?" Yale looked around for a week with lingering fears.

"Hey! It's the same as what my neighbors said! What's there to be afraid of!" The uncle began to vomit bitterly:

"Yesterday I asked my daughter to pick two chrysanthemums, and they all said that I have no humanity, and I have nothing to do with my daughter. If I pick two chrysanthemums, I will die. How can there be such a thing? Look, I will come by myself today. Well, they always have no opinion..."

"Oh..." Yale noticed that the chrysanthemum in his hand seemed to be flashing a little green light, and immediately retreated and left without looking back.

The uncle's exclamation really sounded from the back:

"Help, chrysanthemum is biting!"