Chapter 677 Silver Dragon Girl’s Gem Mountain!

Miss Silver Dragon not only gave the order, she also immediately provided the gems. No matter how she acted, a lot of jewelry fell out of the void.

Before it even landed, it immediately jumped into the sky, orbited Serira, and spun into a galaxy:

Red, orange, yellow, green, green, blue, purple, gold, silver and black and white, the room is full of light and dazzling flowers——

Mr. Crawley pointed his finger in the air.

Archmage Seymour's butler, Mr. Alton, froze in place holding the jewelry box, as if his whole body had been struck by a petrification spell and turned into a human-shaped jewelry shelf.

The two maids and the two tailor's assistants were stunned beside Cerira, not even noticing the silk falling off their arms.

Joanna, who was invited to pick out clothes together, slowly opened her mouth and felt that all her sanity had been sucked clean by those jewelry...

Only Grete still maintains a little sanity. After all, he has also visited museums and seen various jewelry displays.

Moreover, he also visited the treasure room of Dragon Cave! Even if you pass by the treasure room, you have seen the scale of the treasure!

Gretel never asked about the treasure that Serira might possess, but she was still a little prepared in her heart.

However, this did not prevent him from becoming angry and shouting:

"Sai-rui-la-"

Don’t show your wealth in vain!

Don't show off your treasures for no reason!

Especially since there are legends and many strong people above level 15 in this city, you are not the strongest one!

To take a step back, even if you want to make jewelry, at least lay these gems flat so that the jewelry maker can pick them!

Serila turned her head and stuck out her tongue quickly. As soon as she moved, the whole room came alive. People picking up silk were picking up silk, and people were closing jewelry boxes. They were all busy.

Mr. Crowley, on the other hand, took a step forward and took out a piece of black velvet from the box, shook it out and spread it on the table. Miss Silver Dragon pointed her hand, and the jewels flew over and poured onto the velvet, like a rainstorm of pearls and gems.

Mr. Crowley was glared at again, and then he quickly stepped forward to look at the jewelry. Gretel also leaned over to take a look, and saw that the three-foot-square table was piled full of various pearls and gems:

Diamonds, rubies, sapphires, emeralds, amber, opal, amethyst, coral, white pearls, black pearls, gold pearls...

The radiance intertwined and circulated, rising nearly a foot high above Baoshan.

Fortunately, the lighting in the room was made of eternal flames, which would not flicker like candles. Otherwise, if the table of gems fell over, the reflected light would be like a spotlight, shooting back and forth in the room.

At this moment, Gretel had only one thought:

Fortunately, the cut of these gems is not good. They are not the 57 facets, 74 facets, 88 facets, or 200 facets of the previous life...

If it were really that kind of cut, I'm afraid his eyes would have been blinded by the flash.

He was always like this, and Mr. Crowley stood beside him, looking even more dazzled. After looking at it for a long time, I couldn't help but stretched out my hands, picked up a handful of gems, and came closer to look at it:

"This is a blue diamond... I saw the last blue diamond of this size on the Queen's scepter..."

"This is an emerald... The late king once wanted to find two emeralds of this color to match the queen with a pair of earrings, but in the end he couldn't find them..."

"This is a golden pearl, so big, so round, a golden pearl without any flaws..."

Serila stood watching with a smile, then suddenly took a step forward and held up a handful of gems exactly the same. When you spread your fingers slightly, you can hear jingle, jingle, jingle...

Those jewels fell down like a waterfall, leaving a crisp piece on the treasure mountain. Mr. Crowley was startled:

"This this……"

Cerela didn't care about his attitude. Instead, she turned her head and saw Grete looking at her with a smile, without the slightest hint of surprise or pity. The corners of her eyes were crooked, and her smile was sweeter and more cheerful.

Fortunately, Mr. Crowley also came from Vanity Fair, and he quickly recovered after losing his temper for a moment. He shook off the second piece of black velvet, spread it on the small table next to him, and began to dexterously select gems:

"The lady's hair is a very beautiful bright silver. This color can be matched with darker gemstones. These emeralds are good, and with broken diamonds, they can be made into pieces of flowers and leaves, and the crown can be made into a vine shape..."

"I don't like green ones."

Cerela categorically denied. Mr. Crowley choked: Miss Elf, don’t you like green crowns in the shape of mosaics and vines?

Your hobbies are really special...

But there is no way, the customer's requirements come first. He thought for a while and skillfully picked out a set of rubies:

"These rubies are also very beautiful, bright and warm, and they will be very eye-catching on the lady's hair..."

Cerira tilted her head and looked at the gems, then at the crown pattern that Mr. Crowley pointed out to her, and shook her head again. Mr. Crowley was not discouraged and picked out a set of sapphires, diamonds, and matching them into the shapes of crowns, necklaces, and earrings:

"The lady's eyes are a very noble silver-blue color. It would be very suitable to set them off with sapphires and diamonds, like the sea with splashing waves..."

Just for the set of main stones, I changed three sets in one go! There are actually enough diamonds to match!

Big dog owner!

Fortunately, the sapphire suit satisfied Serira. She picked through the album and selected a set of double-drop-shaped diamond-encrusted necklaces and a wheat-ear-shaped crown. Then, he picked out a pair of earrings with two sapphires on top and bottom and diamonds around them:

"That's it! By the way, put this, this, and this -"

She casually pointed at the emeralds, rubies, and a batch of pearls and corals that she had picked out earlier:

"Help make jewelry too!"

Mr. Crowley: "..."

Is this going to tire me out? !

Do you want my old life? !

Even if I am a transformation magician who can shape jewelry with my mental power, if I have to make so many jewelry in one go, my mental power will be drained!

Before the words of complaint could even reach the tip of his tongue, a tinkling, rain-like sound sounded again. This time, what poured out of Serira's hands were shiny gold coins with the king's head on them!

"If I'm satisfied with the result, these will be my rewards!"

Mr. Crawley's spirits were instantly raised. He is just a tailor of the Royal Mage Corps! Not the royal tailor!

This may be the only opportunity in my life to use so many gemstones of such good quality to make jewelry!

Be sure to catch it! If these jewelry are passed down, he can also leave his name in history!

"By the way, miss, what kind of dress do you want to wear?"

"This one!"

"No problem! - Jenny, Kathy, let me measure you, please try on the petticoat underneath first!"

The two tailor assistants immediately followed Cerira to the inner room. Not long after, the size was handed over to Mr. Crowley. The transformation mage closed his eyes and concentrated. Not long after, the white silk lining, whale baleen, silk rope, etc. all rose up one by one...

A bustle with a waistband was assembled out of thin air and carried into the inner room by two tailor's assistants. After a rustling sound, Serila stood on tiptoes and walked out cautiously:

"It feels so strange... It's so tight that my waist is deformed. I feel like I can't breathe... Grete, am I beautiful?"

As she spoke, she turned lightly on her toes. As soon as he turned to face Grete, he heard a "bang" sound, and the silk ropes tied to the back of the waist exploded one by one, almost hitting the tailor's assistant in the face.

"..."

"..."

"Well, Cerela..." For the sake of her own safety in the future, Grete had no choice but to persuade her:

"You look good in a light skirt like that, you don't have to wear a big skirt like this..."

"But I saw my aunt wearing it too! It looks good on her!"

I haven't seen it. However, it seems that the legendary mage of the conjuration system, Ms. Helena of [Song of Deep Blue], also likes to wear this kind of skirt with large bustles. Grete searched hard and tried to think about the mentality of the big guys wearing such troublesome clothes:

"They probably just use their magic power to support their movements, right? It means, 'I can still fight in such troublesome clothes'? But Cerira, you don't have to imitate them, just wear what you like best!"

"emmmm..."

Miss Silver Dragon tilted her head and thought. After thinking for a while, he waved his hand generously, canceled this heavy and annoying plan, and chose a light, close-fitting long skirt. It looks beautiful too!

Then, she swiped at the hands of the tailor assistants and picked out a very light, light blue silk similar to fish belly white. She happily shook it out and draped it on her body:

"Please, make it for me so that the blue gets darker little by little from top to bottom! The lightest one should be this shallow, and the deepest one, to the edge of the skirt, should be as deep as the dark blue sea water!"

"..."

Mr. Crawley's eyes darkened. Miss, Miss Rich, are you going to test your skills as a transformation mage again?

This kind of gradient color cannot be dyed with current dyeing technology, so we can only use mental power to guide it!

"Then add gems! Pearls! Add more and more to make waves, clouds, and all kinds of flowers! By the way, there is also a fur cloak~~~ Look, I have a lot of ermine here! There is a piece on the tail. Click a little black dot, it’s fun!”

"Here, miss," Mr. Crawley replied, wiping his sweat.

"The ermine with the black tail tip is exclusive to the royal family..."

Although I don’t know why you have so many ermine skins, let’s try not to wear other people’s exclusive clothes when we meet the Queen!

That's it... Cerira wanted to say very much, "What does the royal family have to do with me?" But seeing Gretel trying to wink at her from the side, she didn't want to cause trouble. She thought for a moment, waved her hand, and smashed down a large pile of fur:

"Then use this! Ice bear skin! Level 9 monster! Make me a great cloak!"

"..."

Heavy, rich, rare, and not against the rules. Miss, you have really achieved the ultimate in luxury——

The problem is, I am only a level 2 magician. My strength and mental power may not be enough to cut a level 9 ice bear skin!

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