Chapter 1232 Cerela, Are You Willing to Go to Elf Island with Me? (Ten Thousand Rewards Plus 5 Updates)

Gretel shivered instinctively as the cheers reached his ears.

pretty?

What is beautiful?

What have I become?

It’s not that Cerela’s aesthetic sense is bad. In fact, Miss Yinlong's vision is so high that she can't even see anything worse.

However, this does not mean that in terms of their definition of appearance, Gretel and Cerira's aesthetics are 100% consistent!

This is his own face! My own appearance! What exactly should it be done to make Serila praise her beauty?

Grete opened her eyes anxiously. At first glance, let’s look at the overall impression: it’s okay, not too feminine. If after the concealment spell is released, he is said to be a girl, or said to be sisters with Cerela, he will not live!

Level 1 Magical Disguise, he only practiced it enough to be able to use it even under the teacher's whipping!

The distance can accurately reproduce his original appearance, can be maintained 24 hours a day, can be activated at will, can not disappear in any magical environment, and there is still a distance of hundreds of thousands of miles!

After reading the overall impression, raise your eyes and look up to see the hair color:

Thank God, I didn't give him a golden hair or a white hair. Probably because his father has black hair and his mother has light hair, his hair is basically black.

But there was a faint light flowing on the hair, and it was unclear whether it was gold or silver.

Gretel shook his head slightly, then squinted his eyes to take a closer look, but still could not see clearly:

Is it light gold? Platinum gold? Or silver?

Alas, the color difference between these three colors is too small, making it difficult to identify them! I will look for an opportunity later, pull out a few of them, put them on the color comparison card and take a closer look... This kind of thing has a layer of light, I don't know if the color comparison card will work...

If he couldn't identify it, he had to give up. Gretel adjusted his expression, opened his eyes wide, and continued to observe other details.

Unlike her hair color, her soft brown eyes turned emerald green. Two pools of emerald green were embedded in the deep eye sockets, illuminating the entire face.

Apart from this, the outline of the facial features has not changed significantly, but has become much softer and more refined. On both sides of the cheeks, the ears become pointed and long, adding a layer of mysterious charm to the whole person.

If his original appearance was only averagely handsome, turning heads when he walked on the street, and being compared minutely among handsome men and beauties, then now, his appearance has jumped to a new level:

"Grete, you are much more beautiful!"

Beside him, a cute smile suddenly came over, almost touching the side of his face. The two people stood shoulder to shoulder, head to head, looking into the light mirror together:

A bright and cheerful smiling face, and a face that is a little dazed and a little out of sorts. In terms of appearance, they are almost the same.

"Hmm... Not bad, not bad. Not bad, not bad." Cerira went up and down, observing Gretel in the mirror, and nodded with satisfaction:

"Gretel, you are so much more beautiful! You are as beautiful as me! Next time we go out together, we will wear exactly the same clothes, sparkly, and let them envy us!"

This...not to mention anything else, our hair color, eye color, temperament, etc. are different. If we dress exactly the same, we won't look good!

"Grete...Grete? Why didn't you say anything?" Cerira waited for a moment, but didn't hear his answer and couldn't help but shake him.

After shaking it twice, he turned his head sideways and touched the tips of Grete's ears with the tips of his long, pointed ears. Hey, Gretel’s ears have also become pointed and longer!

Tilt your head and touch it again! Go further inside and touch again!

"Cerela..."

Gretel ducked aside with a look of helplessness on his face. A flowery smile is next to you, her face is swaying gently, and she rubs the tip of her ear against yours. The fragrance gently blows into your nose, which really makes people feel excited;

However, the pointed ears that have just been unsealed can sway slightly even if they are left still. It’s hard to get used to being bumped around like this again!

Don't be like this, okay? These are my ears, not your toys... The pointy ears feel weird!

It feels even weirder when you touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it here and there with the tips of your ears! By the way, don’t you think it’s strange that your ears are pointed?

He hid here and there, several times in a row. In front of and behind them, Aneri Linge and Elder Fahim looked at them with smiles on their faces. No one tried to dissuade them, and no one offered a helping hand.

His unreliable cousin Fanu Amastasia actually had a comforting smile on his face and nodded repeatedly. From the looks of it, he seemed to be happy for his cousin, Gretel's mother...

What are you so happy about?

Grete twisted and hid here and there, until Miss Serira finally showed mercy, or lost interest in teasing him and jumped to the side.

Gretel heaved a sigh of relief, then sorted out the things on the table and stuffed them into the space bag one by one. Even though the clothes and shoes made by my mother are small, they still have to be folded in sets and packed in special bags;

Although he can use the spell-casting materials and seeds given by his mother now, he should keep them in boxes one by one. If he really needs them, he will have them in stock;

The magic books copied by my mother were stacked one by one and placed on the top of the space bag. I took them out often to read when I had time. The magic of the elves is a separate system, and it is worth learning from the shallower to the deeper...

He lowered his head to organize his things. Elder Fahim and his entourage fell silent, staring at him from a distance, exchanging glances from time to time. There was no sound in the huge room, except for the sound of breathing softly or heavily.

In the whole room, the only one who could get close to Gretel was Cerela. The silver dragon girl stood next to him, helping him fold his clothes, deliver material boxes, and organize his spell books.

Hand each item into his hand, sometimes looking at him, sometimes gently touching his little finger with the edge of his palm, or patting the back of his hand.

"...I'm fine." After putting away the last gift from her mother, Gretel finally managed a smile. He patted Cerela, stared at the new appearance in the water mirror, and turned to Fanu:

"Although it's a long time late, thank you... Anyway, thank you for putting these things in my hands."

The tone is polite but distant. Fanu shook his hands wildly and mumbled a few polite words, but couldn't find the words. Grete had turned to look at Elder Fahim and smiled sheepishly:

"...Elder. Although it's a bit heartless to say this, I still want to say that I'm not used to this new appearance... Can you teach me the spell to hide the appearance?"

well.

Elder Fahim and his disciple looked at each other and quickly covered up the disappointment in their eyes.

He had originally hoped that Gretel would fall in love with someone who had a more handsome appearance than his own—and it was still his original appearance—or that it would keep him fresh for a few days. As a result, you need to learn the concealment spell right away?

Although boys don't rely on their appearance to make a living...but walking around in the Elf Forest or Evermeet Island with an appearance with elf characteristics will bring more closeness and goodwill, right?

"Of course." The elder nodded gently, his tone calm and approachable. Immediately, he turned over his hand and took out a scroll and pushed it gently:

"Here, the spell model is here. Although this is an illusion, it is of a very high level, and it is different from ordinary illusions. It is rooted in the human body and needs to be activated by blood. After you learn it, don't be in a hurry to use it. Come to me first."

Grete took it with both hands and agreed seriously. He looked around the room again, focusing on Fanu's complexion, before saying goodbye and leaving. As soon as the footsteps disappeared, Elder Fahim darkened his face and hit Fanu hard on the head:

"You...oh, you! You have the heavy responsibility of taking care of the children, how could you rush to such a dangerous place!"

"Ouch! Stop hitting! It hurts!"

Fanu held his head and cried.

More than ten years have never seemed to leave any trace on his body. In terms of temper and character, he is still the enthusiastic and somewhat reckless young man who just left Yongju Island:

"I want to save the teacher! Something happened to my teacher, so of course I have to save him! I don't want anything to happen... I finally carried his body out!"

"Even if you want to go, you can't leave your things behind? Leave the mission behind?" Elder Fahim was so angry that he hit him hard several times:

"You even tell me the matter! If you are in danger, I will send someone else over to take care of the child for you! - No, your own mission should be completed by yourself, why do you rush to such a dangerous place? place!"

Fortunately, he didn't die in there yet... Fortunately, he brought Eluni's instructions and the gift for the child out with him...

How many elves were buried in the secret realm of elves, how many corpses were left behind, and how many of them, their belongings and space bags, could not be retrieved...

If everything is lost, Gretel's life experience may also be lost in time. Even if you are finally invited to Yongju Island, you will treat yourself as a guest and leave after visiting, never asking about your mother and family.

... After Eluni Emmagil, who was sealed in the ancient tree, woke up from deep meditation, how sad would she be when she learned that she had missed her son?

Grete hugged the scroll given by the elder and quietly exited. Instead of opening up the mage's hut and learning new scrolls and new magic, he just turned around and walked randomly towards the center of the forest.

One foot high, one foot low, one foot stepped into the mud, causing a small splash of mud. He didn't stop to do a cleansing move, but just moved forward instinctively.

"Gretel!...Grete!"

Cerira chased after him, pulling on his arm worriedly, wanting to stop him, but also afraid that he would cause bigger problems in his excitement. I had no choice but to give him a few armors and whispered:

"You become a bear! Become a bear! Become a bear and you can run rampant in the forest!"

Gretel paused slightly, turned around and nodded to her, then continued walking forward. He walked to an open space, sat down against an old tree, and pulled out a pendant from his neck. Hold it in your hand and close your eyes gently.

After a while, a large area of ​​light and shadow rose up continuously, showing the winding curves of the continent and the ocean.

"...Cerella." Grete looked at the light and shadow in ecstasy, watching a red line crossing the Ocean of Storms, crossing the New World, and then extending westward from the southern part of the New World.

With the slightest touch of mental power, a map quickly expanded, with dense markings appearing on it: where there are dangerous places, where there are countries, where there are powerful monsters...

"Serila, would you like to go to Elf Island with me in a few days?"

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