The shrill sound that tore through the sky reached the path of light, and Idymose covered her mouth with a fan: "Look, this is about to begin." She looked at the remaining two people on the table, looking at each other like cocks, without any smile. "You guys talk first." She stood up and left, and the crowd below opened the door and left one after another. There was an unknown meaning in Dogothos's smile. He opened his mouth and said, "Well done, Lesatos, you are worthy of the dragon bloodline." After saying that, he teleported and disappeared. What does this mean? Lesatos was puzzled. However, he could feel that his reason for strengthening the Seraph's military power was not believed by the Dracolich, but he did not reveal it or even agreed with him to complete the game. This old dragon was really unpredictable. "Bring it here." He came back to his senses and faced Idymose's open hands. He grunted and threw something, which was officially Zasman's God-killing Dagger. This dagger was blackmailed by Jin Long before, and now it is blackmailed back. The heavily sealed evil secondary artifact fell into the hands of the illithid and disappeared as soon as it was turned over. The corners of Idymose's lips raised: "Don't always be too conceited" Before she could finish her words, Lesatos teleported. "How rude." Returning to the demiplane, Lesatos handed a copy of the Light Agreement to Flamir. From a purely word game and contract perspective, the Demonic Eye Supervisor was more proficient than his master. . Flamir looked at the agreement and trembled all over: "What's going on? Why did Warcraft become Dragon Ball as promised! And we still have the final right of interpretation. Isn't this cheating!" "There is no way, the plan can't keep up with the changes, but the goal It's still unanimous." Flamir frowned: "It's different. Originally, if the country was used as the criterion for victory, everyone would work hard to develop military internal affairs. After all, the land must be managed and garrisoned. But now the magic network gem is used as the criterion. Laffer's local forces have become a complete tool, and they will not pay attention to long-term development. They will be as destructive as possible. In the end, we will only get a devastated wasteland. " "So, the planning process is slow. Speed ??up and end the game before they cause irreparable losses." "It seems to be easy. No one is easy to pinch." "What do you think of the following situation?" He wanted to ask the servant for his opinion. Flamir rarely thought seriously, and then said: "In this game of chess, we have already made the first move in the Tiya Forest, and the power of the Druid is developing rapidly. This is an advantage and a disadvantage. We are ahead of the other three, and at the same time they They will also subconsciously regard us as their number one opponent. And their advantage is that they have not yet chosen an agent force, so they can make choices based on the current situation. I think that the next Tiya Elves and Essien will be more flexible. The war will become the focus, and the enemy will take action based on this." Lesatos nodded in approval, this was what he thought. —————————————————————————————————————————————— —————————— Candice takes good care of her religious uniform, and every time she puts it on, she feels an indescribable sense of pride. As the first druid under the queen, her status in the green city rose rapidly, and the refugees who fled from the northern part of the forest became a popular idol. The aristocratic invitations inviting her to preach every day were as thick as a palm. But Candice knew the Queen's attitude towards these elves, so she always declined. Although everyone views her as a hero, Candace feels like a humble follower, following the footsteps of someone she admires. And willing to follow it forever. The most memorable scene in this life was the princess rescuing her from the flood, and the subsequent investiture ceremony of the queen. That day, Drushilia seemed particularly friendly. She stood under the shade of Silvanus and said to her: "Candice. From today on, you will be one of the pillars of Tia's future. Your surname and body It belongs to Tia, and the soul belongs to nature." She answered yes with tears in her eyes. But no one knew that she silently added in her heart: "My soul also belongs to you, my Majesty." Candice woke up from her memories and put on her religious uniform. In the courtyard, which was similar to the wild, he picked up a handful of soil and put it between his eyebrows, silently communicating with Silvanus and the will of nature. Now that the number of junior druids has exceeded double digits, she finally doesn't have to go around explaining all day long, and can free up time to complete her own practice. The day before yesterday, she successfully changed the two Yamu branches on her sleeves into three. With gratitude in her heart for the generosity and greatness of nature, Candice adjusted the Druid spell slots to replenish the spells consumed the previous day. After praying, she came to a large workshop, which used to be the largest spice workshop in Green City and is now the Alchemy Association. As soon as you enter the door, you can smell the strange fragrance of dozens of plants mixed together. Some new druids and unicorns?Going in and out, everyone said hello to Candice when they saw her. She walked to a separate high-end production room and opened the door. Inside, an elderly woman named Tia Yongrong said: "The golden oak is evergreen, Candice." "Tia is prosperous, Mrs. Golden Honey." Candice's tone took on more respect. Mrs. Jinmi is not only a noble, but also the best spice master in the forest. Her fragrances and incense are sold out every time, and she represents the ultimate authority in the craft of Tia fragrances. However, at this time she was only here to help Candice, which made the Druid a little embarrassed. "Sit down, it will only take 5 minutes." Mrs. Jin Mi said softly, then stood in front of the workbench, put away her smile, and began to work meticulously. In fact, it is just a matter of mashing 50 long-open evening primrose leaves, then simmering it on low heat for 3 minutes, filtering out the turbid residue, leaving a small bottle of green juice. Although it was a job that even an apprentice could complete, Mrs. Jin Mi had a solemn expression and her movements were formal and serious. Candice felt a little sorry. Said: "I'm really wronging you by asking you to do the work of an apprentice." "Wronged?" Mrs. Jin Mi turned her head with a smile, showing unobvious wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. "How can it be a grievance, child." "Isn't it? When you just made a bottle of perfume in the workshop, the nobles in the green city would flock to you." The old elf shook his head: "Then you don't know me How did I get through these years? I like perfume crafts, and I feel satisfied when I see people being intoxicated by my works. But with the enemy's blockade coming, there are fewer and fewer smiles in the city, but I only know how to make perfume. Ah. Let's do it. I have always thought that I should make the best perfume and everyone would be happy. For a long time, I used this idea to anesthetize myself until the news came that my son who was a ranger died in the war. Come on." Candice covered her mouth, she had never heard of this. Although Mrs. Jin Mi is talking, there is nothing wrong with the work she is doing. “He died and not even Nielon brought him back. That day I smashed all my works because my son could no longer smell them, so what was the point, what else could I do. Last month, Her Majesty the Queen announced that she would separate the production of alchemical potions and recruit spice workers as alchemists. I was the first to sign up. I was so happy. The liquid flowing out of the mortar and distilling flask was no longer a useless plaything. , they can be used on the battlefield to heal every ranger like my son. When I finished a bottle of alchemy potion, I seemed to hear: Mom, what you made smells great Don’t cry, Candice.” "I don't know" The young druid wiped his eyes. Mrs. Jinmi smiled broadly, "You will make good use of them, right?" Candice could only nod vigorously, feeling full of motivation. "This bottle is ready." Mrs. Jinmi poured the evening primrose juice into a flat, empty glass bottle. This shape is convenient for the ranger to carry. The old elf put a cork on the steaming potion and made a sign of invitation. Candice concentrated her mind and released [Cure Minor Injuries] on the bottle. The green juice turned to milky white in an instant, glowing brightly. Mrs. Jinmi’s face did not show the envy of ordinary elves for magic. Instead, she looked at the potion intoxicated, as if listening to the whispers of another world. "Crystal clear, how beautiful. Another young man doesn't have to suffer from bleeding skin wounds." The two elves smiled at each other, and some common emotions connected them. ??Put the completed healing potion aside, and then made two bottles of the same thing. The druid's first-level spells are all used up, and then the second-level spells. There are more second-level spells that can be prepared into potions, [Bull Strength] to increase strength, [Cat Elegance] to make people move flexibly, or [Spider Walking] to walk along walls and ceilings. But Tia's alchemy has just started, and many plants are still being cultivated or found. Fortunately, large-scale planting has begun, and Drushilia is happy to see the close connection between druids and other classes of elves. They prepared the [Tree Skin Technique] potion, grinding the bark of more than 30 years old chestnut wood into powder, then adding wetland moss, stirring, and fully mixing it with the purified liquid of hibiscus orchid nectar. After Candace's surgery, the turbid potion became pure. “Ah, it’s just as I guessed, it’s a noble and deep tan color.” Mrs. Jinmi put it away. Candice asked: "How many potions do we have in our war reserves?" "There are 400 bottles of antidote potions, but the military department said that we don't need too many. There are 700 bottles of potions to treat minor injuries, and the military department said that even ten times more would not be enough. This is your first bottle of tree skin potion. But speaking of it, although unicorns can also use healing potions, the success rate of infusing potions is less than 30%, and the success rate of druids is at least 90%. I heard King Whitemane discuss with His Majesty, there are differences between spells and spell-like ones.??. " Mrs. Jinmi shrugged, "Hurry up and level up. I'm waiting to see more beautiful potion bottles. Candice agreed with a smile. At this time, an elf knocked on the door and came in: "Brother Candice, your Majesty has summoned me." "(To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!