"Disperse."
Xixi muttered softly.
The wind and sand stopped immediately, and retreated back into the little box. The rainbow light on the little box also gradually faded, and a green light lit up on her hand. In a flash, the box and the World Tree disappeared without a trace.
"Very good. From today onwards, you are the Great Druid Xixi," Fariodin said to Xixi with praise and relief.
"Xixi … How can Xixi be qualified to become a noble Great Druid? No, Xixi can't." Xixi shook her head like a rattle-drum, and was a little flustered.
"The World Tree's approval is the only criterion to become a Great Druid. You are doing better than I did back then." Fariodin smiled, and said, "Furthermore, compared to the simple-minded Lu Lu, you are obviously more suitable."
Xixi looked up at Lu Lu. Lu Lu was also looking at her with an encouraging smile. Her originally uncertain heart was suddenly filled with confidence. She felt the World Tree jumping excitedly in her body, and looked up at Fariodin with a solemn nod. "I will make it grow well, and become a towering World Tree again."
"I believe you can do it. I also believe that you will be able to make the Night Elves reappear on the Norland Continent one day, so that the Druids can continue to reproduce." Fariodin nodded with a smile. His body started to become more and more illusory. He turned to Julian with a smile, and said, "Julian, see? I told you that you would grow old, too. You didn't believe me. Now, you have reached the age where people call you an old thing, right?"
"At least I am still alive. Old thing, you have been dead for over 100 years." Julian pursed his lips with displeasure.
"Speaking of which, I am a little envious of you young people. But so what if I am dead? I am tired of living for hundreds of years anyway. Dying would be peaceful." Fariodin didn't get angry. He paused for a moment before looking at Julian and solemnly said, "Then before you die, please help me keep an eye on them. My Druid race can't be destroyed."
"How many children they can give birth to will depend on their own abilities." Julian pursed his lips.
"Hahaha, little brat, you're still as naughty as before." Fariodin laughed as he completely disappeared.
The magic potion shop fell into silence.
Xixi looked up at the ceiling in a daze. Lu Lu put her hand on her shoulder gently and said nothing.
Julian slowly leaned back on the recliner. His face was expressionless, but his eyes seemed to be reminiscing about the past. At that time, he was still young and liked to wander around. Before he became a legend, he met many interesting people and did many interesting things.
"You can make magic potions in my shop as long as you don't mind the low pay." After a long silence, Julian looked up at Xixi.
"Really?" Xixi was stunned for a moment before a look of surprise appeared on her face. She said excitedly.
Even though the werewolves from yesterday had already been captured, and wouldn't be released for a long time, the werewolves were very powerful, and there were far more powerful beings in their tribe. They would definitely continue to pursue them, so they couldn't stay in Chaos City any longer.
However, Xixi and the others had just found a way to restore the World Tree, heal their bodies, and regain the ability to give birth. If they were to leave Chaos City, they would never be able to eat Mr. Mak's braised chicken and rice again. That was unacceptable to them.
However, if Julian took them in to help in the shop, it meant that he would protect them. The protection of the legendary magic caster Julian, the Lord of Ice, meant that they would be absolutely safe in Chaos City.
"Then … what about Lu Lu? Can she stay?" Xixi hesitated for a moment before asking nervously.
"I don't use people who are too clumsy." Julian shook his head. He looked at Xixi, whose expression had collapsed, and said slowly, "You can stay in that room upstairs. It's up to you how many people you want to stay in. He's your man, so you have to earn money to support him."
"Thank you, Master Julian." Xixi's face lit up, and she bowed to Julian again.
"Thank you." A smile also appeared on Lu Lu's face. She also bowed deeply to Julian with gratitude.
They had been wandering on the Norland Continent for over 100 years. They had been through too many life-and-death situations since they were children. What they yearned for the most wasn't revenge, but a place where they could rest and truly live.
They only wanted to have more children so that the legacy of the druids could continue with them. They wanted to recreate that great race.
Yesterday, they saw hope, and then fell into the despair of death. In the end, they survived with the help of Meg and the others. They had thought that they would continue to face the unknown future, and continue to be on the run and be hunted down. They didn't expect that everything would end just like that.
"The shop only sells magic potions, healing potions, recovery potions … As long as it's on the shelves, you have to make a bottle and put it on the shelves every time it's sold. That's your job every day. After deducting the cost, you get half of the profits from the sales. There's no minimum salary." Julian pointed to the various magic potions on the shelves. He got up and took out a black magic book covered in dust from the counter. He casually tossed it on the counter, and said, "This is a guide to making magic potions. If you don't know how to make it, you can look through it yourself. Anyway, it doesn't matter how effective it is as long as it doesn't kill you."
"But … isn't half too much? Master, this is your shop, after all," Xixi said embarrassedly.
"Don't think it's a lot. Half is only enough for the two of you to eat half of your fill every day." Julian pursed his lips, and walked out of the shop as he said, "Since you're fine now, you can start working today. This breakfast is on me."
"Is it Mamy's? Thank you, Master Julian! " Xixi's face lit up at the mention of food. She didn't say anything else about the commission, and quickly followed him out of the door.
…
There was already a long line outside the restaurant. Compared to a few days ago, the smell of gunpowder between the sweet and savory factions was especially strong this morning. Many people were arguing with each other, and even their sleeves were rolled up. It was as if they would explode at any moment.
"Heretics who eat sweet tofu pudding! I'm warning you, stop giving one-star ratings to the savory tofu pudding as soon as possible! Don't you feel guilty for doing such a thing? "
"Hmph! It's the savory faction that should reflect on themselves! Sweet tofu pudding's dignity is not to be insulted. The 99th ranking is shocking! Women will cry if they hear it, and men will fall silent if they hear it! "
"Draw your sword, heretics!!!"
Someone in the crowd let out an angry roar.
Clank! Clank! Clank!
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