Fairy’s Box

Celtic spring was cold and rainy. It was only after five o'clock. It was already dark outside the window. The sky was surging with deep black cumulonimbus clouds, and there would be a torrential downpour at any time.

Yale stood by the window of the office, his eyes passed through the clear mosaic glass, and he stared at the white limestone square below. into the stables.

He turned around and walked to the coffee table, sprinkled the fragrant tea leaves in his collection into the porcelain cup, held the cup, and put his five fingers around the wall of the cup and held it in his palm. After a while, the tea in the cup began to bubble.

At this time, Vesta's figure also happened to appear by the door. She was wearing a silk dress with red lace, black boots, and a purple silk headband braided in her hair, which was combed into a beautiful shawl braid - OK A lady in red.

"The door is not closed."

She held on to the door frame for half a second, then walked into the room without restraint, walked to the leather sofa opposite the black-haired knight, and sat down with her legs raised dignifiedly.

"Come and try." Yale offered warm tea.

"It smells good."

Vesta wrinkled his nose, took the slightly hot porcelain cup, took a sip, his expression slowly stretched, narrowed his eyes, showing a comfortable expression:

"In this weather, take a sip of hot tea, and feel that the fatigue of the day has disappeared."

"Is the work of the institute still going well?"

"as always."

She lowered her head and took a sip of tea, put down the cup gently, raised her head, but showed a vicious expression:

"Lord Governor, even you can't take up a lady's precious rest time. If there is no reasonable explanation today, I will stay in your mansion."

"certainly."

Yale nodded and found that the light in the room was a little dark, so he lit the oil lamp with a flick of his finger. After the soft light of the silver-white lampshade enveloped the room, he said:

"I went to the Uncharted Sea to do business this time, and I captured a few prisoners by the way. The strength is good, and I have the intention to recruit them for my own use. But these people are stubborn and refuse to do so. I think you, who are proficient in spiritual magic, may have a way."

"That's easy, I'll help you turn them into idiots." Vesta lowered his head like a swan drawing water, circled a strand of hair with his fingers, and said casually.

"I don't need idiots, I want them to be willing!" The black-haired knight tapped on the coffee table, showing seriousness.

"What level of strength are they?"

"More than the fifth order, but not as good as the deified knights, but rest assured, they are very weak now, and their willpower is not as good as before."

"hiss……"

Vesta breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes shone with amazement, and he shouted in a gaffe: "Do you want me to brainwash a few monsters close to the sixth order, how could I possibly undertake such a task? ."

"My demands are less rigid."

Yale shook his head, put down the porcelain cup in his hand, took out a document from the coffee table, and threw it on the table: "Six people, each time one returns, the institute's funding will increase by 5% for a period of three years. , my people will protect you closely and there will be no danger."

"Where are the people?"

Vesta took the document without hesitation, his eyes were firm and his expression solemn.

...

After sending off the excited and fighting-spirited female chief, the black-haired knight turned off the lights, sat down in the dark, and calmly sorted out his thoughts.

Although it has been decided to find the place where Elena hinted him to go, the matter at hand has to be dealt with, especially the few skilled prisoners-the detention time is long, and accidents will inevitably occur.

Yale decided to give the sea generals a week. If they dared to ignore their good intentions, they could only be executed on the spot and use their heads to add some merits to their resumes.

After making up his mind, the black-haired knight took out the silver key, spread it in the palm of his hand, and stared at it subconsciously, his eyes reflecting little by little memories of Elena. The snow-haired girl's voice and smile gradually became clearer, and in the process, his usual sharp eyes softened.

Da da da--!

A series of footsteps disturbed his thoughts.

"Your Excellency the Governor." This was the voice of the receptionist in the hall downstairs.

"What's up?"

"There's a lady named Marta who wants to see you, and she says she's here to fulfill her promise."

"Marta?"

Yale put away the keys, his eyes became calm and sharp again, and he propped himself up from the sofa:

"Let her in."

"Yes, Your Excellency."

The footsteps of the receptionist quickly disappeared.

After waiting for a while, a slender figure wrapped in a black robe walked into the room. After seeing the black-haired knight sitting in the darkness, he picked up the two corners of the black robe and gave a ladylike salute.

"Lord Governor, according to the agreement on the ship, I am here."

Marta raised her head, revealing her pure and beautiful facial features, her eyes were clear and pure, and her young face showed a maturity and firmness that was different from her age.

"So, are you going to prove yourself?"

The black-haired knight was a little surprised by the courage of the other party, and he kept looking at the other party. The weak-looking little girl in front of him seemed to be completely different from the one he saw that day. This was a change in temperament, and it was difficult to describe in words.

"Actually, before I was rescued by the Governor, I had been thinking about a question, what did the tree elves bring me?"

Marta's eyes were still bright and clear, without any fluctuations, she said clearly:

"The answer is that there is nothing but humiliation. The chief treats my mother and me as slaves and oppresses me wantonly. Even if my mother is almost overwhelmed, she still demands too much. No one cares about us, no one loves us, and all they give me and my mother are shackles, But Uncle Charles...Uncle Charles is different..."

Water mist appeared in the tree elf's bright eyes, bit his lip, choked and said:

"I used to think that after my father died, no one would truly love me and my mother. Until Uncle Charles appeared before me, he was my sun, gave me everything, and loved me as his own children. He lived It was the happiest day of my life, and I loved him more than my biological father. The tree spirit took away all my light, but as a human Uncle Charles gave me infinite hope. So..."

呲——!

Having said this, Marta tore off the hood and said in a rock-solid tone:

"I'm not a tree elf anymore!"

The moonlight slanted down through the glazed mosaic window, and in the colorful moonlight, the little daughter's pointed ears that once belonged to the tree elf had disappeared, leaving only the residual blood on the white gauze, proving the cruelty of the owner. Decide.

The air was momentarily quiet, then interrupted by a low chuckle.

"Hehehehe..."

The black-haired knight lowered his face, unable to see the expression on his face, and the entire sofa was constantly shaking because of his laughter. The darkness twisted behind him, shifting like a ghost.

"Hahaha, it's interesting, I didn't expect a little girl to be able to do this!"

As soon as the words fell, Yale raised his head with a big laugh, raised his hand, and created a suction force out of thin air, pulling Marta's body directly in front of him:

"Good! Good! Good! A child with a strong mind must be something to be made! Since you have proved your will, then I will fulfill my promise and accept you as a disciple!"