I'll have another bowl. I'll use some magic to consume the excess when I get back, and everything should be fine, Blum thought to himself. Blour made up his mind, and he couldn't help but cast his gaze toward the kitchen with anticipation in his heart. Just what kind of treasure was hidden in there to be able to cook such delicious food?
Who is she? Is she really a wandering elf from The Wind Forest? Sally thought to herself as she put away the plates. The elven race had the most wandering elves among all the other races.
Prior to the war among species, elves had always loved to travel the continent. Elves liked to live a free and unrestrained life, so many of them preferred to travel.
However, as the hierarchical system was implemented in the elven race, the lives of the elves became more and more rigid. They built castles and residences, and lived more and more like humans.
However, it was undeniable that the elven race had indeed become more powerful as more elves settled down. The elves would be trained to cooperate in battle, and during wartime, they would be able to assemble a powerful elven army in a short period of time. This was a powerful deterrent to other races.
During the early stages of the war among species, the elven race was almost driven out of The Wind Forest. The main reason for this was that most elves lived on their own and had no sense of teamwork. As such, they were almost completely defenseless against the armies of other races.
Even to this day, Sally still didn't know which was more suitable for the elven race.
As such, she was curious about the elves living outside The Wind Forest. What were their lives like? Were they happier than the elves living in The Wind Forest? That was one of the reasons that drove her to flee The Wind Forest.
Perhaps I can find an opportunity to communicate with her, Sally thought to herself. She had to avoid the elves living in The Wind Forest, but she could still interact with the elves living outside.
"Father, can I have ice cream? Just one will do." Amy's voice sounded from the kitchen door. Meg turned to look at her.
Amy was standing at the kitchen door with Ugly Duckling in her arms. She rested her chin on the little orange cat's head, and looked at Meg with a pitiful expression in her blue eyes. Her pointy little ears drooped down, and her lips were slightly pouted, as if she were going to cry if he didn't agree.
Ugly Duckling was also looking at Meg with an innocent expression. It waved its little paws in front of itself.
She's learned the Body Fusion Technique! Meg's eyebrows furrowed. He felt as if his entire heart had melted. He was going to give her everything she wanted! Even the stars and the moon in the sky would be plucked for her! She's so adorable!
Meg was just about to agree, but he was a little hesitant at the thought of what had happened the night before. Amy had eaten too much ice cream the night before. Even though Xixi had already cured her, it still reminded him that he couldn't spoil Amy and let her eat too much ice cream.
"Amy can eat ice cream, but eating too much ice cream will cause her stomach to ache, so from now on, she can only have one ice cream a day. Are you sure you want to eat today's ice cream now?" Meg looked at Amy with a smile.
"I can only have one ice cream a day?" Amy's expression immediately crumbled, and she begged with a pitiful expression, "Father, can I have one more? I only want two ice creams a day. "
"No." Meg shook his head, and his tone left no room for negotiation. Spoiling a child was a principle that he had just learned the night before.
Amy stared at Meg for a while, and after ascertaining that there wouldn't be a second ice cream, she heaved a resigned sigh and lowered her head with a pout as she said, "Life is so difficult if I can only eat one ice cream."
Meg almost burst into laughter. She knew that life was difficult, and she could only eat one ice cream a day. However, he didn't waver in his decision, and he smiled as he asked, "Then what flavor of ice cream does our Amy want to eat today?"
"Blueberry!"
Amy exclaimed as her eyes lit up again. Her pointy little ears immediately perked up as she looked at Meg with anticipation in her eyes. The little disappointment that she had just felt was completely wiped away.
"Blueberry? Alright, then I'll give our little cutie a blueberry ice cream. " Meg smiled as he made his way over to the ice cream machine, and quickly made a blueberry ice cream before handing it to Amy.
"Meow, meow?" Ugly Duckling, which had been placed on the ground by Amy, looked at Meg with anticipation in its eyes as it pointed at the ice cream machine.
"Ugly Duckling can also only eat one ice cream a day. Otherwise, it'll become an ice cream ball. If that happens, it'll be eaten." Amy held the ice cream in her hands as she looked at Ugly Duckling with a serious expression.
"Meow ~" Ugly Duckling ducked its head. Even though it was a little sad, it still conceded.
Meg shook his head with a smile. However, he agreed with Amy's suggestion. If Ugly Duckling was allowed to eat as much as it wanted, it would only be a matter of time before it turned into an orange. As such, he still had to control what he ate.
"So, what flavor of ice cream does Ugly Duckling want to eat today?" Meg made his way over to the ice cream machine, and pointed at the mocha ice cream. Ugly Duckling shook its head. He then pointed at the vanilla ice cream, and Ugly Duckling still shook its head. He then pointed at the blueberry ice cream, and Ugly Duckling still shook its head.
"Chocolate flavored?" Mag asked as he pointed at the chocolate flavored ice cream.
"Meow, meow!" Ugly Duckling immediately nodded with elation. It bounced into the kitchen before springing back out again, wagging its tail excitedly.
"Ugly Duckling, you have to remember that you're a duck! You're not a dog, so you can't wag your tail like that. "Amy was a little disdainful.
Ugly Duckling immediately stopped wagging its tail, but it was still licking its lips excitedly at the sight of the chocolate ice cream in Meg's hands.
"Eat." Meg placed the ice cream onto Ugly Duckling's little plate with a smile. He really didn't know what to do with these two little guys.
Amy carefully made her way over to Blour with a smile, and asked, "Big Sister Shirley, this is the ice cream. Doesn't it look super delicious?"
Blour looked at the ice cream in Amy's hands. The two dark blue snowballs were very vibrant, and the surface of the snowballs was also very delicate, giving off a frosty aura.
There was heavy snow in The Wind Forest every winter, so she wasn't all that interested in snowballs. However, the snowballs in Amy's hands seemed to be different from normal snowballs.
What was blueberry? Was it a type of fruit? Would the snowballs really taste good with blueberries? Blour was quite curious, but he still shook his head, and said, "The color of the snowballs is very special, but I don't want to eat them."
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