Fairy’s Box

"Don't make a mistake, I have never signed the Imperial Letter of Jin Zhao, and I am only responsible for myself, no matter in name or in reality." Shalier raised his chin high, and his beautiful face showed an expression of arrogance and disdain.

"So you can only hide in this land and bully a group of miner goblins." Yale glanced at her and sneered mercilessly.

"You **** human!" The changeling queen raised her eyebrows and showed her sharp canine teeth, about to attack on the spot.

Ding--!

Charlene tapped the porcelain cup with her thin fingernails and made a melodious sound. Shalier's entire body suddenly shivered, and instantly collapsed to the ground like mud, and her eyes trembled unconsciously.

"Despicable...despicable...!" Her body spasmed unnaturally, her fingers scratching the ground indiscriminately, creating shallow marks on the white slate floor.

In a short period of time, a high-ranking fairy can lose its combat effectiveness, in addition to the sequelae of being beaten, it is more due to the power of the contract.

This is just like what Shalier said, this changeling did not sign the golden edict, and was not bound by the power of the contract, so naturally there was no protection. How could Charlene, who has the imprint of the sun, miss such a good opportunity and force Shalier to sign a contract of prostitution on the spot, and she must serve in Glamorgan for 30 years before she can regain her freedom.

In this way, this changeling determined not to be bound by anyone, after hiding in Glamorgan for hundreds of years, became a goblin bound by a master-servant contract, and it may be the only one.

"That so-called Pope, Hai Lifan III actually claims to be the leader of the Freedom Alliance, how shameless!" The green-haired girl looked at the official document in her hand and said through gritted teeth.

"A deformed product in a specific period." Yale commented on the Free Alliance.

In his opinion, the system of the Papal State is ****, which is the apex of dictatorship, the supreme dictatorship! The self-proclaimed leader of the Liberty Alliance is laughable.

"The only thing to be thankful for is that there was no real war." Charlene took a sip of the barley tea.

"Of course, the Crusader Army and the Sorcerer Legion are not weak... These matters have nothing to do with us for the time being." The black-haired knight put down another document in his hand, and turned his attention to Shalier, who had already climbed up:

"You can go back."

"..." The changeling queen looked at them expressionlessly, with a hint of fear in the depths of her pupils.

"You don't need to show this expression. Charlene and I have no intention of enslaving you. It's just for the safety of the territory that we have to restrain your behavior like this."

Yale looked into her eyes and said threateningly, "We won't deprive you of too much freedom, but sometimes, you have to come forward and do something for this territory."

"Is there any room for me to refuse?" she responded coldly.

"Of course not." Yale spread out his hand regretfully and shook his head: "A 30-year contract is just a flick for an immortal species like you, think about what happened to the miner goblins over the years, you Very lucky."

"Now I regret not signing that **** contract."

Shalier was referring to the Imperial Book of Jin Zhao. She now deeply understands that she was indeed too naive and impulsive back then, otherwise the lord of Glamorgan might be herself, so how could these two humans point fingers.

"You still have a chance in thirty years." The black-haired knight smiled lightly.

...

After watching Shalier change back to his original form and flying into the sky with a cloud of black mist, Yale showed a hint of pity. He didn't know what expression this guy would have on his face when he saw a real ruin after returning home. .

"Now that you have conquered all the sources of curses in this territory, nothing can stop us." Charlene walked to the black-haired knight, leaned into his ear, and whispered:

"Are you happy?"

"Of course I'm happy, but Shalier, the most difficult one, would also like to thank Miss Charlene for her help." Yale politely flattered her, and suddenly asked curiously:

"Her transformation is almost perfect, and even our breath can be imitated. How did you find the flaw?"

"You can only blame her for being stupid." She smiled softly.

"What's the meaning?"

"After she came back in your form, she didn't mention how to overcome the nightmare curse. Instead, she picked a bunch of flowers and gave it to me, and said a lot of nasty things."

"Is this a flaw?"

The black-haired knight's expression suffocated, and he immediately began to reflect on himself. Is he really so old-fashioned?

"Of course, when you come back, you won't be proud to show off first, and you can't wait to bring me back to the scene to watch." Charlene hugged his waist from behind and whispered:

"And the guy was kissing openly, in the same tone as a playboy."

"Isn't it successful?" He became nervous.

"Of course not!" Charlene turned her body and played with the count's hair with her fingers: "Before she kissed, I grabbed that bastard's neck, and then you came back."

Yale suddenly grabbed her prime hand and said eagerly, "That's good, now let's talk about planning. I will divide the territory into five training grounds, and build them to different degrees according to the level."

"..."

The green-haired girl looked at him lightly, frowned her thin brows, and sighed sentimentally: "Although that guy is hateful, it's not that there is no point in it."

"What's the meaning?"

"Nothing...Tell me about the planning of the territory, I'm very interested." She put two thin white index fingers on the corners of her lips, and pushed up a stiff smile.

"I plan to exile Albert to the Snow Demon Land, and the rest will remain in place. A training ground will also be built in front of the Dryad Forest. I have a way to make it appear." He said confidently.

"Aren't you going to let the old tree demon go?"

"Of course I won't coerce him by force. I plan to make a deal with it, using a lot of fertilizer to make a deal." Yale pointed to the hard-working tree demons and mushrooms outside, and continued:

"It can be seen that the old tree demon loves the pine tree of the same species as it very much, and regards it as a direct line. I believe that he must be willing to make some sacrifices for the future generations to thrive."

"To get a lot of fertilizer, first you have to solve the freezing of the Snow Demon Field... Do you already have a plan?" Charlene hugged his arm, swaying like a swing, and asked absent-mindedly.

"It's a bit of a clue, I think, maybe Gorevis has a way." He said and poked his eyebrows.

"...Are you going to use the hot spring to melt the ice and snow?" She stopped shaking suddenly, and raised her eyebrows in surprise.