Chapter 21 The Druid of Morning Frost Ridge
The race of fairies is extremely diverse. From elves that are difficult to distinguish with the naked eye to beautiful and powerful lake fairies, they can all be classified as fairies.
It is said that this kind of fey creature comes from a world called the "Land of Fairies" and is a completely different species from the blond elves living in the "Fairy Forest".
For a while, Yeats was not sure what kind of goblin Reggie Leif was talking about, and he became curious.
Follow Little Red Riding Hood to the forest outside the village.
The autumn sunshine fills this pine forest, and pine needles and fallen leaves form a carpet. Every step makes a chirping sound. Everything is silent, and squirrels occasionally pass by the branches.
"You seem to be familiar with this forest?" Yeats asked.
"I... got lost when I was very young. I met a goblin when I was crying in the forest. I came here often after that." Reggie Leif said solemnly.
“Won’t that goblin friend be angry if you take me to see it?”
Yeats remembered that goblins usually don’t like to be disturbed by humans.
"No, no way... Blueberry said that I can bring my trusted friends to play with her, such as you, Lord Lord..." Reggie Leif said softly.
When we came deep into the forest, we heard only the rustling sound, and an orange puppy ran out of the forest.
Yeats stared at the orange and white puppy and said in shock:
“Corgi?”
This corgi is different from ordinary dogs. Corgi was almost the same, running towards Reggie Leif, grinning happily.
Reggie Leif leaned over and rubbed Corgi's cheek, showing a smile, and then introduced:
"Blueberry, this is my friend and the lord of Morning Frost Ridge."
Under Yeats's curious gaze, he saw a human figure slowly appearing on Corgi's back, as if his invisibility was lifted.
"It turns out that the leprechaun is invisible." Yeats thought to himself, "I thought this corgi was a leprechaun."
This is a little leprechaun with long blue hair and white skin. Wearing a robe made of blue petals, he looks like a miniature human with wings.
The little elf lay on the back of the corgi and looked at Yeats with curious eyes: "Are you the new lord of Morning Frost Ridge? You are so tall. I am glad to meet you. My name is Blueberry. What is your name?" "
"My name is Yeats."
"Coconut juice?" The little goblin blinked.
Yeats coughed dryly...it's another homophone, right?
"It's Yeats." The boy corrected his pronunciation, recalled the setting in "Phantom Wings", and praised: "Did you make this dress yourself? It's very beautiful."
Blueberry's eyes suddenly opened wide, showing deep joy. She flapped her wings and flew around Yeats, smiling:
"That's right! Yeats, you are very discerning! This beautiful dress I made the clothes myself!”
“Woof!” The corgi also looked very happy and flapped towards Yeats’s trouser legs.
The atmosphere quickly became warm.
Afterwards, Reggie Lev raised her concerns.
"Blueberry, the cold wave is coming, can you help us?"
The blue-haired goblin shook his head.
"You also know that I don't have the ability to fight. In previous years, I hid in the forest during cold waves. I'm afraid I won't be able to help you this year."
Yeats was thoughtful.
Elves have the ability to ripen crops. If Blueberry can be invited to serve as an employee of Morning Frost Ridge, the food output will definitely be greatly improved!
But this matter cannot be rushed. Yeats pondered: "I heard that most goblins live in another world. How come you are in Morning Frost Ridge?"
"To be precise, I am in this area." Born in the forest!"
The blue-haired goblin said seriously: "I have lived in this forest since I can remember, so I am more like the lord here than you are!"
As he spoke, Blueberry crossed his arms proudly, and the corgi also shook his head at Yeats in a humane manner, saying that little brother, you can't do it.
Yeats suddenly realized.
Occasionally things like blueberries appear in nature, conceived by magic.
In addition, the lord of Morning Frost Ridge has always had insufficient control over the local area, so it is normal that he failed to discover blueberries.
"By the way, since you are the lord of mankind, I have to tell you everything I know about the cold wave."
Blueberry said seriously: "This year's cold wave The scale may be far greater than before, because something is about to wake up!”
“Awakening?” Yeats was surprised. "That's right." The blue-haired goblin said with a serious face, "I can feel it. It is a very, very scary thing. Even the tribes on the other side of the mountain will be affected. It is impossible for you humans to resist it with your own strength. ! ”
Yeats looked strange, and Gray's carefree smile appeared in his mind.
Could it be that Gu Long is really about to wake up?
No, there was no ancient dragon in the first chapter of "Phantom Wings" at all. Did the plot change because of me?
For example, because I recruited Gray, the heroine of destiny, the ancient dragon she was destined to kill also came to me! ?
Yeats calmed himself down... I can't change my combat strategy just because of what Blueberry said.
And these words actually gave him the conditions to recruit her.
"Blueberry, I don't want this forest to be destroyed along with Morning Frost Ridge, and I believe you are the same." Yeats said sternly, "For this reason, I hope you can contribute your part to Morning Frost Ridge. "
"What do you mean?" Blueberry tilted his head.
Yeats said: "For example, by ripening berries in the forest, these berries can be used as wartime food reserves, creating a glimmer of hope for overcoming the cold wave!"
Blueberry was stunned and glanced at the corgi.
Corgi chases his tail in circles.
Don’t ask me, because I’m just a corgi!
Blueberry is not very experienced in the world. Faced with Yeats's reasonable deception, he thought hard for a moment and nodded:
"Okay, what you said makes some sense, but I also have My own requirements..."
Blueberry will provide wild berries to Morningfrost Ridge, on the condition that she only communicates with Reggie Leif or Yeats.
And her corgi mount will take the ripened berries to the outskirts of the forest, and Yeats only needs to send someone to receive them.
Food is a major problem that Chenshuang Ridge needs to face. Newly planted rye does not have time to mature before winter.
The berries provided by blueberries can greatly alleviate the food pressure in Morning Frost Ridge.
“When it comes to ripening berries, Reggie Leif can do it too.” Blueberry said.
"Huh?" Yeats glanced at Ridgeleve in surprise.
"She can definitely advance to the first level, but she has never made up her mind."
The blue-haired goblin flew around Reggie Leif and explained: "Humans want to step on There are usually two ways to become transcendent, one is to continuously hone one's body and skills, and the other is to gain the favor of God!"
"Rigi Leif, there is a special connection between you and nature! Contact, as long as you have firm confidence, you will definitely be favored by the goddess of nature and become a druid!"
The goddess of nature, one of the powerful gods in "Phantom Wings", will transform into different forms in front of different races! , regarded as the main god of druids.
Forkas and Gray should be considered the first one to step into the extraordinary, that is, to constantly temper themselves.
And Reggie Leif can completely believe in the goddess of nature and follow the route of a druid.
The most lacking thing in the development of Chenshuangling is talents.
Yeats secretly thought.
If this was a card drawing game, Little Red Riding Hood would be a Samsung R card!
Reggie Lev lowered her head and looked at the toes of her shoes nervously: "I, I don't know what to do...can you help me, Blueberry?"
"Of course! Close your eyes and feel The connection with nature..."
A breeze blew around, and crystal green light, symbolizing nature, rushed towards Reggie Leif bit by bit.
A long while.
The breeze gradually died down.
"Try it!" The blue-haired goblin held a berry vine and stuffed it into Little Red Riding Hood's hand, "Just use your newly acquired ability!"
Rigi Leif stared at the vine in her hand, her expression Gradually, he concentrated, his palms lit up with crystal green light, and six plump berries grew on the vines.
Yeats's eyes lit up.
This is indeed a level of spell that Druid can master, the Magic Berry Technique!
Reggie Leif's eyes showed joy, and she looked back at Yeats. The wind blew off her red hood, her golden hair swayed in the wind, and her blue eyes were full of desire for affirmation.
Yeats responded with an encouraging smile and nodded slightly.
Reggie Leif smiled shyly, put on the red hood again, and looked down at her toes.
“We must give full play to the professional advantages of Druid and leave the farmland to Little Red Riding Hood to take care of it.”
Yeats thought: “When the food pressure has eased, we can consider letting some farmers out of production. I’ve started formal training...”
To put it simply, this book is roughly based on the setting of DND with a medieval background. It shouldn’t be a big problem to understand it according to the basic framework of a different world fantasy series. In the last issue of the new book, please read it and vote for it! !
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