Chapter 1177 Gretel, What Do You Want From the Sun Temple’s Gift?
After the Earth Elemental King finished his work, Grete and his party boarded the airship that day and returned to the center of the rainforest.
Anyway, the airship is piloted by Archmage Baierbo, and Elder Fahim and everyone else can sleep on it——
Well, it would be great to have enough rest and plunge into the hinterland of the forest to slowly restore energy and magic surrounded by the natural atmosphere.
This time, the high priest of the Sun Temple personally held the sun disk and squeezed into the airship. What, the airship is too crowded?
It's enough to curl up in a corner, and even better if you have a seat. Of course, it's best not to sit with the Sun Goddess, and you don't even have to touch her - it's better to stay away from the Sun God's concubine, and not for mortals. Blasphemy.
What, no one to serve you?
For the sun god, the harder it is, the harder it is. If you have hands and feet, you can't do anything by yourself!
What, are you afraid that after such a trip, the power of the temple will fall into the hands of others?
What a joke, as long as God’s favor is still with you, no one dares to take away his power!
In short, the high priest desperately squeezed into the airship and occupied a position, intending to witness the descent of the sun god, heal his injuries, and be promoted again. Of course, that doesn’t stop him from accompanying Smiley and asking around:
"How long will it take for us to get there this time?"
"At least half a month." Yudian replied calmly with a sullen face. It is said that it only takes about ten days for the airship to travel, but who knows if the elder has recovered?
Who knows how much time it will take for the elders to adjust to their best condition and cope with the next call - and possible changes in the Elf Forest?
After all, the Sun God is not one of their own. If they make a fuss in the secret realm, the elders need to have the ability to control the other party - it is nerve-wracking. The companions of Yongju Island cannot arrive within a month or two, so they have to rely on them for everything. Elder’s top…
The high priest observed his words and shrank back. He looked around and asked Luo Xia:
"Beautiful ladies, are you satisfied with the gifts that the temple has prepared for you? Among the specialties of the kingdom, what other specialties do you ladies and gentlemen want?"
"No."
Losia glanced at him and answered lightly. Gretel was holding back her laughter:
It’s not good to ask anyone, but this taciturn female spell caster... Even if you ask the elder’s disciple Aneri Lin Ge, or Ai Xi Yue Song, you can talk a few more words!
Oh, these two are sitting a little far away and are chatting with the Sun Goddess. Why don’t you go over and interrupt...
Before his smile faded, the high priest turned and ran towards him. He still has an old face with a bright smile, and there are clusters of wrinkles on his face, all piled up, and he does not look down upon him because of his low rank:
"Mr. Gretel, are you and your companions satisfied with these gifts? Are there any other specialties that you need or particularly want?"
Gretel glanced quickly at Cerela. Miss Silver Dragon was whispering to several female elves, laughing as she spoke, her laughter was clear and her smile was as bright as a flower.
Well, if it were her, she would definitely say, gold, gold, silver and jewelry...
However, the kingdom's wealth is endless, and the Silver Dragon's needs are endless. Gretel thought for a while, crossed out this item, and nodded respectfully to the high priest:
"According to our agreement, the temple has already paid us enough, and we shouldn't covet anything more. However, I have a small personal request——"
"Ah, you say, you say. I will do it for you." The high priest breathed a sigh of relief. Although this young nature walker has the lowest power, he is the one who can best speak in front of the Sun God——
He was the first to talk to the Sun God, and he was also the one who had many discussions and even bargains with the Sun God. Based on this, as long as he did not plan to demolish the temple and empty the temple warehouse, the high priest decided that he could give him anything he wanted.
Oh, except the Sun Goddess. However, this one already has a female companion, so why not ask for the goddess again?
"It's like this. When we first arrived in your country, we settled in a noble manor named Aya Mank." Grete said slowly:
"That night, we witnessed his youngest daughter, the one who was eight or nine years old, being chosen as the Virgin of the Sun. She had to be separated from her family at a young age... Is it possible for her to leave the temple and go back to be with her? With your family?”
"What do I care about?" The high priest immediately breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, not everyone chosen by the temple can be a Sun Virgin—
Some of those "chosen women" will become the concubines of kings, some will become wives of nobles and warriors, and some will become priestesses of temples - only these people are "sun virgins" in the usual sense. ;
And the last part will become a sacrifice. The recent large-scale selection of Sun Virgins is because the Sun God senses a crisis and wants to ask for more sacrifices:
The blood of gods flows in the bodies of nobles, and they have more power, making them better sacrifices than ordinary people.
And if this operation can be successful and the Sun God can recover from his injuries, there will be no need for a large-scale blood sacrifice; even if it fails, it will not matter if there is just one little girl, one more or one less. There is no need to ask the oracle, he can immediately agree.
"I will give an order when I get back and ask them to send the girl back." He answered without hesitation. The corners of Gretel's eyes curved slightly, and a smile flowed:
"Thank you very much!"
On the opposite side, Cerela turned back, her eyebrows curved. The silver dragon girl gave him a thumbs up and gave him a generous gesture of praise.
Grete laughed happily. Well, he actually wants a batch of local specialty plants, such as various potatoes, various corns, various medicinal plants, magic plants and special plants...
After collecting them, let the senior brother take them back to Nevis and give them to the nature priests to look at. Apart from anything else, if there are many varieties of potatoes and they cross each other, a wave of potato diseases will not be wiped out on the spot.
But it’s not too late to mention this later. As long as the Sun God successfully heals his injury, I don't believe that the Sun God can refuse to agree when he opens his mouth. Now, let’s settle the matter of the Elf Secret Realm first——
The airship moved forward. The elves guide the way, and the flying monsters flap their wings to lead the way. On the road during the day and resting at night, Elder Fahim always leaned on a cane and sat under the largest ancient tree, breathing in the breath of the forest and nature.
Every day that passes, his face becomes rosier; every night that passes, the magic power he consumes when summoning the earth element increases.
When he returned to the outpost and under the canopy-like ancient tree, the solid aura on the elder's body was no different from before he set off.
And when he walked into the contaminated area and stood in front of the secret realm, his body was burning with flames and he was breathing naturally. The grass grows, the flowers bloom, the scorched land regains life, the rabbit retracts its claws, and the crow loses its fangs and lies quietly around them.
And those twisted and gloomy auras didn't even dare to come within a few miles of him.
"Let's begin." The old man leaned on crutches and looked into the secret realm, his eyes showing endless sadness and expectation. This time, this time...
Maybe, maybe, this wound engraved in the secret realm of elves and in the hearts of every elves can really be healed so slightly?
"Grete, come up here and watch me draw the summoning array." Elder Fahim greeted without looking back. After a pause, I heard no movement, and then looked back...
Gretel is using his hands and feet to crawl out of the thick stone bunker...
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