Chapter 1231 Wow! Grete, You Look so Beautiful!

Gretel slowly lowered his head, feeling that his neck was rattling and rattling. You just poured out this pile, pile, pile of things, and then told me that my mother brought it to me?

With just this glance, Gretel saw a silver sword, which was shorter than the long sword used by adults. It was probably for the young Gretel;

A long sword for adults, the hilt is tightly wrapped with ropes, and from the gaps in the ropes, you can see the light of stars and gems;

There are several large and thick books with covers made of blue-gray tree inner bark that carries obscure magical power. The cursive writing on the cover is exactly the same as the handwriting Gretel saw in his original mother’s letter;

One after another, boxes of various materials tumbled down, rustling inside, and I don’t know what magic materials were contained...

What occupies the largest area and attracts the most attention are the sets of clothes. Silver gray, gray green, light green, light brown, dark brown...

Gretel gently raised his hand, and mage hands flew out in all directions, picking up the clothes and unfolding them one by one. The smallest piece of clothing, a top and trousers connected together, just reached the xiphoid process of his chest;

The second set is a little higher, reaching the third thoracic vertebra;

The third set was a little higher, almost level with his shoulders;

The fourth set, a little higher than his shoulders...

The material used is neither silk nor linen, nor cotton nor wool, but it is similar to the cloaks worn by the elves, which have a touch of magical power, can keep warm in winter and cool in summer, and are self-cleaning.

Every piece of clothing has meandering patterns, which are inconspicuous but extremely delicate. When you pick it up and shake it, you can see that no seams can be seen in any of the clothes. It seems that they are all made of materials unique to the elves, creating a seamless effect.

There was also a set of leather armor, which looked just dusty and dark brown. It would not be picked up even if it was thrown at the bottom of the box. Gretel twisted it hard with the hands of a high mage. The armor piece was motionless and there was no trace of deformation. arrive.

This kind of leather armor is light and tough, and can be used by first-level trumpets, all the way up to knights, and can provide sufficient protection.

In addition to clothes, there are shoes. From children's shoes in the 20s, to shoes in sizes 44 and 45, which are shoes for adult men. Light casual shoes, hard leather shoes, boots with protective front and knee parts...

"...the thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on a wanderer's body, are tightly sewed before leaving, for fear of returning late."

Grete stood up, took a few steps and touched the clothes in front of her one by one. Deep in my heart, the poem I read in my previous life echoed:

These clothes, these shoes and boots, one set after another, if they had been given to little Gretel sixteen years ago, it would obviously be enough for him to wear them until he reached adulthood.

What was the mood of that mother, the mother who was forced to part with her young son, as she estimated her son's stature and made clothes for him one by one under the lamp?

There are also those books, opened one after another, they are all hand-written magic classics;

Those boxes, opened one after another, are commonly used magic materials, enough for him to learn magic from the basics until level 10;

There are also some boxes containing various kinds of seeds, most of which are found in the Old World. However, after special cultivation, the quality is exceptionally good...

Regardless of whether Gretel takes the magic route, the natural priest route, or he really has no qualifications and can only take the warrior route, these items can ensure that he grows up to be able to stand on his own.

Hey, the "self-reliance" standard for elves, judging from these items, is probably level 5?

"These things were all prepared by your mother..." Fanu was still talking and trying to point out to him:

"The magic materials and seeds in these boxes are all collected by your mother. She selected the best batch, and these two swords are also..."

"These books are used to teach young elves in the forest. There are many of her own notes on them. Your mother made a copy and asked me to send it..."

"These clothes and shoes were all made by her own hands. In order to get these materials in those days, she visited countless relatives and friends, and even went to the academy to measure the children one by one..."

"She refused to let us help..."

Grete let out a long sigh. He raised the hand that was not held by Cerela and pressed it gently on his heart. He felt that deep in his heart, there was also a voice sighing for a long time:

The little Gretel who was forced to separate from her mother before she could remember, the little Gretel who grew up eating hundreds of meals and wearing hundreds of clothes, the little Gretel who lost her parents and was all alone, the little Gretel who died under the tree. special……

Those longings, those confusions, those resentments, today... I can finally let them go.

You see, your mother loves you and is thinking of you...

From now on, you can feel at ease.

Deep in my heart, there seemed to be a responding voice. It seems to be crying, it seems to be laughing, it seems to contain infinite loneliness and confusion, and it also seems to fade away and disappear in the warm wind of the rain forest.

Gretel moved his shoulders, feeling a little lighter all over, as if a heavy shackles had been lifted. When I raised my head again, my spiritual energy extended outwards lively, resonating happily with nature.

That's great. It solved a knot in your mind and your mental strength has increased? Or is it more rounded and more in tune with the world?

Or maybe the remaining soul of the original owner - if there is one - has completely left, allowing his consciousness to be more closely integrated with this body?

Anyway this is a good thing. Gretel raised his face, first gave Cerela a "Don't worry, I'm fine" smile, and then turned to Fanu:

"Thank you very much... Anyway, thank you for traveling across the ocean and delivering these to me..."

"Ah...it's okay, it's okay..." Fanu looked embarrassed and shook his hands wildly. There was a trace of blush on his weak and pale face, and it was obvious that he was not very thick-skinned:

"It didn't help you anyway... Originally, I should have delivered these things to you ten years ago. Your mother also asked me to stay with you for a few more years to guide you and protect you. , until you reach adulthood..."

"But, hahahaha... with your qualifications, my teachings and guidance are probably delaying you..."

No, it's not. Gretel answered silently in his mind. The guidance and protection of an adult elf is still very important to the young Grete——

At least, he can spend his youth safely. With this kind of intensive training, as long as his qualifications are not too bad, he should be able to become a knight or a spellcaster by the time he reaches adulthood.

In that case, the original person can at least enter the middle class of society and live a prosperous and dignified life. As for whether he can advance to level 10 and embark on the road to Yongju Island, that is another matter.

It can be said that the arrangements made by the original mother were not without her best efforts. However, when I met an unreliable cousin, all the arrangements were a waste of time.

Beside him, Elder Fahim coughed slightly. Gretel quickly turned around and saw the old man looking at him deeply, his eyes somewhat strange. Gretel thought:

Oops, isn't he aware of everything he just thought about?

[Detect Thoughts] and so on. Although he didn't notice the magic fluctuations, he is a legend... As a legend, he doesn't have some special means to cast spells silently, right?

Does he have any magic items on him that can automatically resist [detection of thoughts]?

While he was thinking wildly, Elder Fahim sighed and stepped forward to help him pack up the boxes one by one. Sort them into categories, pile them on the table, and whisper:

"Your mother has tried her best to provide you with the best protection. Even the magic that hides your appearance can be extended as you grow, and it has not failed until now. It is estimated that she has paid a lot. price."

This magic, unlike short-acting illusion magic, is easy to release and lasts only about ten days and a half. It can be released at any time as long as the mother is by the child's side.

This magic is based on the physical body and uses blood as the pulling force. As long as the body is not damaged and the bloodline is not lost, this magic will grow with the owner, from 1 to 10 years old, from infant to adult.

If a traveling elf, even a girl from the Gemstone Flower family, wants to set up this magic, she will probably have to spend most of her savings.

Moreover, using blood as a guide means that to outline this magic, the blood of the mother needs to be used.

Of course, there is no need to tell Gretel these details for the time being - because just at this point, Cerira's eyes lit up, and she pulled Gretel and looked up and down:

"Yes! Grete, your current appearance was concealed by magic! - So what did you originally look like? Can you show me?"

Grete stood frozen on the spot, it was neither good nor bad to agree, and it was also bad not to agree. To be honest, he is quite satisfied with his current appearance:

Black hair and brown eyes, although not black eyes, are similar to the black hair and black eyes in her previous life. After traveling through time for so many years, he has become accustomed to his current appearance. What if the magic is released? Will he be made blond and blue-eyed?

It makes you uncomfortable just thinking about it!

But Cerela grabbed his hand and shook it back and forth, her face full of hope. Grete struggled for a while, with a troubled face, and turned to Elder Fahim:

"...Can you teach me this spell?"

"I can teach, I can teach!" The elder was determined. He stroked his beard with a smile and summoned a water mirror:

"You can unseal it and take a look. If you feel you're not used to it, you can seal it back again! Come on, let's take a look at your current appearance first and remember it well..."

Gretel quickly looked carefully for a while. He flew out of the secret eye again and flew around himself, using his meditation core to record his current appearance, especially doing three-dimensional modeling.

After he was sure that he had memorized everything, he took a breath and turned to the elder:

"I remember! Come on!"

After a long spell of chanting, there was a flash of light, and Gretel felt a spell of power pouring down from the top of his head like a clear spring. He closed his eyes subconsciously and felt the power wash over him from head to toe, followed by Cerela's exclamation:

"Wow! Grete, you look so beautiful!"

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