Chapter 1417 Boss, I Don’t Want to Accompany You to Dragon Island (Monthly Ticket Adds 21 Updates)

"I... I will probably stay for a while longer..."

Grete replied hesitantly. Archmage Hines refused to leave when he arrived at Evermeet Island, and kept saying that he wanted to teach him the [Clone Technique], even if he was shown it first;

The research on chromosomes is getting better and better, and attempts are being made to replace gene editing technology with limited wishing to study the role of each chromosome;

He has also studied and understood a lot of seven-ring spells, especially the commonly used seven-ring spells. At least when the teacher checked his homework, he no longer saw that his nose was not a nose and his eyes were not eyes...

"Hey! Hey!"

Beside him, Cerela was already impatient and pulled his arm hard. Grete looked back at her and smiled reassuringly:

"I plan to go to Dragon Island with her later... Of course, I have to wait until I advance to level up. If I'm not level 15, I won't have the confidence to go to Dragon Island..."

Under the moonlight, Senior Brother Baierbo showed a playful smile.

"Going to Dragon Island? Going to see Serila's parents? Do you want me to accompany you? Or the teacher to accompany you? Do you have money on hand? Do you have enough gold, silver and jewelry? Marrying a silver dragon is very expensive ——Yes...

Do you want me to polish some more diamonds for you? Sapphires and emeralds are also fine. Now there are mature solutions. If I get a little familiar with them, I can help you if I have the materials..."

"Eldest brother!" Before Gretel could speak, Cerela shouted out first. He clenched his fists, stamped his feet, and with a loud bang, the nearby trees swayed:

"It's not what you said!"

The Dragon Clan values ​​treasure, but not so much that they can't live without it! Besides, when dragons choose a partner, they mainly look at their character. Gretel is so good!

Among the dragon clan, he can be considered a genius!

"Okay, okay, this is not necessary, it is not necessary." The hero did not suffer the immediate disadvantage, and was penetrated by an adult silver dragon at close range. Even if he was a legend, it was inevitable that something would happen to him.

Baierbo immediately raised his hands in the air to express surrender:

"It's just a heartfelt message. Show it to your parents, brothers, sisters, and relatives and friends. Grete is also very sincere and treats you very well, right?

Let them see that when you are with him, nothing will be missing, and your parents will feel relieved, right? "

"That's for sure!" Cerela raised her chin high and hugged Gretel's arm proudly:

"Gretel treats me the best! Little dragons of the same age as me, even those who are 500 years older than me, don't have as much savings as I do! No gold coins or jewelry!"

Big bucks for Eagle Nation!

Big income for Kingdom of the Sun!

Gold, gold coins, pearls, gems, gems refined by the earth element, gems manually created by elves...

Of course, the most important thing is the bed that Gretel gave her! Even though it’s a silver coin bed, not a gold coin bed, it’s still very, very good!

Who among Xiaolongs of the same age as her has such a big bed? The gold and silver coins saved up are gathered into a pile. It would be great to make a pillow!

"Yes, Grete is very good to you, very good, very good." The smile on Baierbo's face grew bigger and bigger. Gretel's scalp was numb and he immediately changed the topic:

"Elder brother, the teacher married the elf princess. If you help them build another Well of Eternity, does that mean we have formed an alliance with the elves? We...that..."

alliance?

Strategic cooperation?

Strategic Partners?

Comprehensive strategic partner?

What benefits do the elves give us?

Can there be a few more legendaries to help with defense?

Can a few more legends join the battle when the Glorious Holy See launches a massive attack?

Can it support a batch of strategic supplies, or a batch of important magic materials, or open up the elven secret realm so that we can go in and mine at will?

Or maybe we can exchange a batch of spell books and exchange students!

——Although the books that the teacher read on Yongju Island must have been shared in the council, sharing on a large scale and sharing on a small scale are definitely not the same...

"These are things that legends consider, so you don't need to ask any more." To his surprise, Senior Brother Byerbo simply rejected him:

"You have already done a lot, and there is no need to do anything more. In short, whether it is your benefit, the Council or the elves will definitely not miss you!"

"Why……"

"Don't think so much at such a young age! Go have fun! Go sing and dance! It's a rare celebration, so be happy! Go! Go!"

As he spoke, he waved to drive them away. Grete felt a great force pushing and driving him out. Gretel couldn't struggle, so he had to turn his head and shout as hard as he walked:

"Eldest brother, you should go play too! There are so many people here! So many beautiful girls...ah..."

He was pushed, staggering, and moved outside the forest. In the quiet forest glade, only his unwilling voice echoed:

"Sister...sister...sister...ah..."

"Little thing." Baierbo shook his head and chuckled. There are quite a lot of beautiful girls in the elves, but he really has no intention of falling in love here and hooking up with a girl back home:

When it comes to marrying an elf, having a teacher is enough! The relationship between the parliament and the elves is best kept apart as it is now. If the relationship is too close, it is unnecessary!

He also wants to finish harvesting the elves' wool and return to Nevis as soon as possible! If the teacher doesn't go back, there must be someone in charge of Thunder Horn no matter what!

No matter how happy the Silver Moon Festival celebration is, it must come to an end. Gretel didn't even wait until the celebration was over, and went back to meditate and sleep step by step.

The next morning, I got up on time, went to the empty martial arts field, transformed into a wolf, a leopard, and a bear, and consciously ran circles:

Run!

Run!

The activities have started and my mind is awake. The important thing is that Cerela also wakes up, turns into a silver dragon again, and goes to the sky to fly with Cerela!

After training in the silver dragon form, she took a shower and ate (Cerilla ate four large plates, and Grete cut some off the edges on her plate). Just after he stuffed it in, there was a bang, and a huge crowd of people sat down next to him.

"Bernard?"

Grete tilted his head and spoke vaguely. Speaking of which, since arriving at Evermeet Island, he hasn't had a good conversation with Bernard for a long time——

He was immersed in the laboratory, busy doing research, doing research, and doing various studies. Bernard was busy rushing, rushing, and training himself on the battlefield of the Great Rift.

Occasionally, when he is free, the barbarians are near the battlefield, fighting with other warriors, constantly honing their skills, or accepting guidance from Idian. Protect him? Give him a hand?

Evermeet Island is very safe for Gretel, and there is no place that needs protection. As for attacking, Gretel has a large group of elves to help him. One more person is not too much, and one person less than him is not a lot.

From the time he took root on Evermeet Island, to the time he advanced to the Great Battlefield and killed the Demon King, Bernard's fighting never stopped.

What Gretel can do for him is to beg the elves to equip him with armor, equip him with weapons, and watch him more on the battlefield so as not to let him die...

Go berserk, fight, get injured, and recover; go berserk again, fight again, get injured again, and recover again. High-intensity battles day after day, pushing oneself to the limit every day, and going back and forth between life and death every day.

All Grete knew was that some time ago, Bernard had advanced again and reached the thirteenth level.

——For this barbarian warrior who came out of the wilderness and was not an amazingly talented man, this was already an achievement that he had tried his best and even overstretched himself.

Bernard nodded to him and buried himself in his meal. However, the barbarians did not eat like usual, but took one bite, paused for a while, took another bite, paused for a while, and sometimes even forgot to chew.

In the eyes of Grete, who was familiar with him, if this guy wasn't worried, he must be suffering from various symptoms such as stomach pain, bloating, esophageal obstruction, or at least angina.

He didn't ask, he just waited patiently while eating.

Seeing that he had already eaten half of his meal, the barbarian suddenly seemed to have made up his mind and stuffed the food down in two mouthfuls. Just at the moment he finished eating, he wiped his mouth and blocked it in front of him:

"Boss." The barbarian's dark brown hair stood up one by one, and his eyes were as wide as bells, exuding a sense of bluff:

"I-I don't want to accompany you to Dragon Island anymore..."

Grete's face slowly turned serious. He nodded to Cerela, threw a cleansing spell on his face, and walked out with Bernard.

He walked around the crowd, found a quiet place, sat down face to face at the stone table under the tree, and said slowly:

"Bernard, what's wrong?"

"I don't want to accompany you to Dragon Island anymore." After this journey, Bernard had already made mental preparations. When he spoke now, he was no longer as stiff as before, but he still had the smell of a broken jar:

"Boss, I'm not as strong as you, and you advance so quickly. I tried my best to advance to level 13, but you are about to reach level 15..."

He lowered his head sadly, and his huge fist dropped to his side, pinching until the veins popped:

"I'm of no use to you anymore... The Dragon Clan is so strong. If I follow you, I'm just a burden... Boss, please talk to them and find an opportunity to send me back... When I return to Nevis, I'll still be there..." I can look after the hospital for you..."

Grete's brows tightened. From Nevis to the Great Wilderness, from the northern part of the New World to the southern part of the New World, and from the Kingdom of the Sun to the Evermeet Island, he saw every bit of Bernard's efforts.

Seeing him stumble, seeing him bruised, seeing him bleeding and sweating. There are some things he can't help with, and there are some things he wants to help with. However, the barbarian is stubborn, even more stubborn than him...

"Bernard, don't worry." Now that the matter was over, he could only use the softest tone to try to appease his loyal guard:

"I've been keeping an eye on your situation. Don't make a decision in a hurry. Let me think about how I can help you..."

——

It’s the end of the month!

It seems that there is a monthly ticket sprint in the last three days of this month. Please save your monthly tickets and vote for cats when the event starts tomorrow!

Thanks x-on:Please call me William. Thank you for the 500 starting coins.