The tea party town was designed to reflect Leona's personal style.
The rose fragrance, the rose decorations, and the occasional rose shower were all designed to show off Leona's unique personality.
It made sense. After all, Leona was the host of this tea party. Since she was the host, it was perfectly fine for her to use "rose" as the theme for the tea party town.
But moving the town to the dream wasteland was not a good idea.
It wasn't that the dream wasteland couldn't show off Leona's personal style. It was just that Leona's personal experience was too restrictive.
His plan was to use this tea party as a starting point to unveil the secret of the dream wasteland to the entire southern wizarding region.
It could be said that the main purpose of this tea party was to open the curtain of the dream wilderness.
Once the curtain was lowered, the dream wasteland would become even more complicated.
Therefore, he didn't want to bring the "Tea Talk Town" to the dream wasteland.
But if he didn't copy it, how could he design it in a way that wouldn't embarrass Leona?
He found a random bench in the pebbled fountain garden and sat down to think about the problem.
However, as time passed, he still could not come up with a perfect solution.
"Forget it. I'll figure it out when the time comes. I'll just ask Leona to add some personal elements."
Angor checked the time. It had been half an hour. Papaya and Kudodo should be done by now. With that in mind, Angor stood up and prepared to leave.
As he stepped out of the fountain garden, a bulky man approached him from not far away.
The man didn't react when they brushed past each other. Angor looked at the man's back.
Angor stared at the man not because he sensed something strange, but because he already knew the man.
"Balba …" Angor muttered the man's name in his mind.
Balba joined Brute Cavern at the same time as Angor. He was born with a strong body, and he was the real winner of the deathmatch. No other talent dared to challenge him, not even Hookdick.
If everything went well, Balba would become a Bloodline Wizard in the future, and he might even become stronger than Nausica.
However, Balba's bloodline had made him what he was, but it had also shackled him.
Wizards were strictly forbidden from passing on their knowledge to otherworldly beings. However, half of Balba's blood came from a barbarian from another world. Although there was no restriction on mixed-blood, it was still very difficult for wizards to accept a mixed-blood like Balba.
Balba's life in Brute Cavern was miserable. He almost became a puppet.
Fortunately, after Leona took Dave in as her student, Balba became an assistant at Prome's Alchemy Shop. Only then did his predicament become slightly better.
"Wait, the alchemy shop in the underground market isn't open yet. So Balba was asked to build the town too?"
Balba suddenly stopped walking and took out a piece of parchment from his pocket. After reading the parchment several times, Balba took out a scroll and placed it on his palm.
Following a brown flash, the scroll began to release the elemental energy of earth.
When the power of the earth gathered to a certain extent, Balba began to intervene, turning the invisible power into tangible power.
With a loud rumble, the ground began to bulge. Under Balba's control, the ground quickly formed the frame of a house made of gray stones.
In the blink of an eye, the structure became solid, and a small church appeared.
Angor could tell that Balba was using the scroll to control the energy of earth to build the building. Angor saw many similar scenes on his way here.
However, the others stopped after they finished building the building.
It was enough for them to create a rough outline of the building. The rest of the fine lines, exquisite carvings, landscape design, and so on were left to other people.
It wasn't that they couldn't do it. It was just that it wasn't easy to control the energy of earth to do something so delicate.
Angor noticed that Balba didn't stop after he finished building the church. Instead, he kept working on it.
In about three minutes, the rough shape of the church was carved out. At this point, it was already good enough. Many churches in the mortal world were basically like this.
But Balba didn't stop there. He kept working on it. Graceful patterns of thorny vines began to appear on the plain and unadorned walls. Layers of gorgeous roses also began to slowly bloom under his hands.
He watched as a beautiful, pure white church appeared out of thin air in front of his eyes.
After finishing the church, Balba even took out a scroll and painted a painted window.
When the window was completely attached to the church, Balba inspected it carefully and nodded in satisfaction.
"The Church of Rose is complete. 1,000 merit points earned." Balba's eyes lit up. 1,000 merit points could be converted into 10 complete magic crystals. Ten magic crystals were equivalent to one-third of his monthly salary.
It only took him less than 20 minutes to earn ten magic crystals. Of course he was happy.
Unfortunately, such construction quests didn't exist in normal times. But thanks to the tea party, there were more wolves than meat. It wouldn't be easy to get one.
Balba quickly put away the scroll and headed back to the questing hall to see if he could get another construction quest.
Just as Balba was about to leave, a male voice came into his ears. "Your church is quite well built. Both the carvings and the patterns are all in one piece. Looks like you have a strong artistic background."
Balba looked back and saw a red-haired, golden-eyed man standing beside him. The man was looking at the church not far away.
When did he come here? Balba's heart skipped a beat. He didn't sense anyone approaching.
Balba didn't want to argue with such a powerful stranger. He lowered his voice and said, "I don't know much about art. I'm just following the blueprint. The real artist is the creator."
Balba waved the blueprint he hadn't put away.
"Even so, the fact that you can perfectly replicate the design, even the most minute details, is also a very outstanding ability."
"Thanks for the compliment. But I'm afraid it's just a compliment. I'll be going now. I need to turn in my quest. " Balba didn't know what the red-haired man wanted, but he didn't want to find out. Getting more quests was more important.
However, right at this moment, a voice entered his ears.
"I have some construction quests here. Do you want them?"
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