Chapter 651
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Madam Marina had recently become busy again. She had expanded the Hearthstone Tavern from three to four branches in Noland.
The Hearthstone Tavern branch in the Forgotten Land of Assequero had the most complicated management, especially after Josiah had recently ordered to find a few chefs and pastry chefs to teach the elves some culinary skills.
As a businesswoman, Madam Marina rarely knew about other elven races apart from Taylin, let alone a race that only existed in myths and legends.
But when she personally greeted these elves, Madam Marina realized that these elves were all ill-fated children.
"You've never eaten a candy in your life?"
Madam Marina held the hand of a young high elf and displayed the unique skill of an old woman — nagging.
Although these elves were several times older than Madam Marina, their mental age was still that of a child.
The young elf whose hands were held by Madam Marina seemed a little embarrassed. If it was a human male holding her hands, she could still resist.
But facing this old lady, she could only patiently listen to Madam Marina's nagging.
There were a total of 17 high elves who visited the Hearthstone Tavern. These high elves were all under Elder Queytoan's faction, and there were also a few high elves who had been caught in Josiah's Tavern.
They all came here with the consciousness of "sacrificing themselves for Assequero". Of course, some of the elves thought that they might get another piece of cake.
"Madam Marina, can we start the lesson?"
Elder Queytoan was the leader of this small group of elves. He patiently listened to the female human's nagging for more than ten minutes, and finally couldn't help but ask for the lesson to start.
"It's about time. The teacher who came today will be teaching baking," Madam Marina said.
"Baking?"
The young high elf looked at Elder Queytoan in confusion. Before coming, Elder Queytoan only told them that they needed to learn some "human skills."
At first, they thought that it was related to alchemy or magic, but these were all high elves' expertise.
"This is also a complicated and profound skill." Elder Quaetoan said to the young high elves in a serious tone, "Yesterday, I tried it here alone, but I still did not produce anything satisfactory. So I hope that you will learn as seriously as you do alchemy!"
"Understood … Elder."
Under Queytoan's instructions, the Elves held a respectful and cautious attitude as they began to learn how to knead … dough.
The kitchen of the Hearthstone Tavern was very lively. In comparison, the main hall of the tavern was much quieter.
"Are there still no wild High Elves willing to come?"
Josiah stood in front of the bar and glanced at the empty lobby. The lobby, which could originally accommodate more than a hundred people, was now filled with only Ahr's laughter.
Aurelia and the Man in Black were recording new music in Noland's Hall of Silence, and the manager of Black Pigeon … the Dark Elf Qianmian really had the idea of inviting Aurelia to be a model for a magazine.
Josiah had no reason to disagree with the Dark Elf's idea, so Aurelia would probably be very busy these days.
In comparison, Ahr's life was very comfortable. She only needed to sit in the Hearthstone Tavern, drink and play games every day.
"If you don't put bait, no prey will step into the trap. Hmm … those who are stupid enough to run to the trap to see what it is doesn't count."
Hiri glanced at Ahr, who was happily playing in a corner of the Hearthstone Tavern.
"Let's take this opportunity to finish shooting the movie."
Josiah adjusted his camera and handed it over to the Daytime Banshees.
The shooting of "The Shining" was not long in Josiah's plan. The Daytime Banshees' ability to travel through any terrain meant that Josiah had to reduce the cumbersome steps of the movie production.
"Mr. Josiah … this place really makes me want to write a story about it."
The Knight Of The White Thorn came down from the second floor of the Hearthstone Tavern. Behind him were the actors of the "The Shining".
"If I'm not wrong, the theme is the last glory of the apocalypse, right? I know the scenery here is quite stunning, but we're about to start shooting. Are you guys ready? "
As Josiah was preparing for a not-so-grand opening ceremony, the ground suddenly began to shake. The shaking was so strong that the Knight Of The White Thorn lost his balance and fell to the ground.
"Mr. Josiah? What's going on? "
The Knight Of The White Thorn looked around in fear. The sudden shaking in the manor was very much in line with the setting of a ghost appearing in some supernatural novels.
"Let me ask." Josiah summoned the consciousness of the World Tree. The Shiratori stopped on Josiah's head and told Josiah a piece of good news.
"Assequero is temporarily free from the control of evil!"
"Looks like the High Elves can celebrate openly." Josiah walked up to the Knight Of The White Thorn. "But before that, we still need to finish shooting 'The Shining' as soon as possible."
… …
The underground ruins in the Land of Frost.
The dim light of the protocrystals illuminated the ancient ruins.
The ground of the ruins was covered with human bones and magic puppets that had become scrap metal. The dark red bloodstains that had not dried up seemed to be telling of the tragedy that had happened here.
A large number of people in black robes gathered in the center of the ruins and knelt down.
The priest in chains looked at the kneeling believers. Their eyes revealed their desire for the golden potion in his hand.
"We have prepared for 30 years for the fall of the city that blocked the sky. We have sacrificed the lives of countless loyal believers for the sake of the World Tree in that city. It is the only way for us to reach God."
The priest in chains slowly walked up to one of the believers, knelt down, and placed his hand on the shoulder of the believer.
"My dear child, I know you also want to witness the glory of the Lord, right?" The priest in chains asked softly. The eyes of the believers gradually became fanatical. "Then go!"
The priest in chains suddenly threw the potion in his hand out of the ruins. The believers below swarmed to the entrance of the ruins like a swarm of insects.
The moment he finished, a woman in a wheelchair appeared in the shadows of the ruins.
"We have found the key to enter the root." A strange voice echoed in the ruins.
The priest in chains suddenly turned around and looked at the woman in the wheelchair. His voice was filled with uncontrollable excitement.
"What did you say?"
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