Chapter 104

"Thank you?"

Shien couldn't help but stop in his tracks.

It couldn't be helped.

"… Don't tell me she's going to repay me with her body?"

Such a murmur sounded faintly, and it was exceptionally clear on this quiet path.

"Eh?" Merica was taken aback at first, and then she said in a panic, "No … No!"

It seemed that this elven young lady was still very clear about the meaning of repaying him with her body.

"Then what are you going to do?"

Shien turned around again, revealing an interested expression.

"That …" Merica seemed to feel very uncomfortable being stared at by Shien. She stammered for a while, then pointed to the forest at the side, and said in a low voice, "Can you go with me first?"

Hearing this, Shien overreacted.

"Small forest?"

At this moment, Shien only felt as if hundreds of gigabytes of images flashed through his mind at the speed of light.

Merica, who didn't know that Shien's thoughts were on the verge of going berserk, was preparing to head towards the forest, while her gaze couldn't help but drift towards Margray's direction.

"Can we really just leave him here?"

Merica seemed to be a little worried.

"Sure." Shien rolled his eyes and said, "Don't worry about him anymore. He is someone who has always wanted to hurt you. Why worry about the safety of this kind of person?"

If it was in a book with Long Aotian as the main character, this kind of person would usually be turned into ashes by the main character and used to gain the favor of beautiful girls. The standard supporting characters usually wouldn't survive more than ten chapters. Shien only wanted to teach him a lesson. Compared to the previous main characters, he was simply being merciful.

Of course, this was also because the relationship between Shien and Merica wasn't very good, and they couldn't even be considered friends. At most, they were teammates, and teammates with a time limit. Merica also didn't take care of Shien like Vivian and Lily, so Shien could only bear to see Margray as an eyesore and only teach him a lesson.

If the target of Margray's attack was Sean's lover or even wife …

In an instant, hundreds of gigabytes of images flashed through Shien's mind at the speed of light. But this time, these images weren't pink, but blood-red.

"Yi …!"

Margray, who was hanging on the tree, unknowingly shivered and let out an indistinct cry, perhaps because he was tormented by a nightmare, or perhaps because he felt a chill.

Although Melica was a little worried about Margray's condition, she didn't know if it was because she remembered the incident with Margray last time. In the end, she lowered her head and left without a word, burrowing into the bushes.

Shien immediately followed unhurriedly.

Margrave was the only one left at the scene. He was swaying and looked a little demonic.

…

On the other side, Shien followed Merica into the small forest.

However, not long after entering the small forest, Merica stopped and squatted on the ground.

No, rather than squatting, it would be better to say that she was kneeling on the ground. She was like a small animal, and even her hands were on the ground.

"…"

Shien, who was walking behind, froze in his tracks. He watched as Merica suddenly got on all fours and pointed the cute peach in his direction. His face twitched.

What is this?

Is this an invitation?

An invitation, right?

It's an invitation!

So that's what it is, right?! Is she going to repay me with her body?!

No, no, no, this is no longer at the stage of repaying me with her body. Is it really okay to use such a posture right from the start?

Just as Shien couldn't help but waver, there was a strange movement on Merica's side.

"— Vixen, respond to me —"

In a dream-like chant, Mellika's small hand, pressed to the ground, began to release magic.

It was a very gentle, warm, and relaxing magic power fluctuation, causing flowers to grow at a visible speed around Merica's palm.

"This is?"

Shien was stunned.

Then, Shien remembered something.

"I think I've read about this in a book."

It was about the elves.

It was said that among the many races of the human race, the elves were not only an extremely famous and noble magic race, but also had outstanding appearances and a high affinity for magic. They were highly sought after and respected by other races.

Because of their high magic talent, almost all elves were natural mages and could use all kinds of magic. Their magic power was also much higher than that of other races, even comparable to that of Demons. Thus, the elves were also a race that was favored by the gods. Most of them could receive the blessings of the superior gods. Among the elves' royal family, there were even a few who received the blessings of the three goddesses. Many of them had even fought alongside heroes from other worlds, giving birth to all kinds of stories and legends.

Due to the fact that the elves were born naturally and had an extremely high affinity for nature, their magic power had a characteristic that other races did not have.

That was, magic power was filled with extremely rich vitality, and could even affect the surrounding environment, allowing flowers and trees to grow rapidly.

Now, Merica seemed to be doing this.

"Please wait for me."

Not long after, Merica stopped, turned her head, and smiled at Shien.

It had to be said that the smile was not good, really not good.

The scene of a pure and beautiful elven girl sitting in a cluster of flowers and smiling back at him could only be described as "not good".

Merica, who did not realize this, began to pluck the flowers one by one, and even the roots. Then, she quickly weaved the flower vines with a practiced technique.

Seeing this, Shien roughly understood what Merica was planning to do.

"Are you going to weave a garland for me?"

Shien asked.

"Yes … Yes." Merica nodded, and said in a low voice, "Although it's my first time doing this, I know very well what to do."

Because this was what any elf would do.

Since elves were a race that was close to nature, kind, and conservative, when someone from another race gained their approval, they would use their own magic power to produce flowers with magic power, weave them into a garland, and give it to them as a sign of gratitude or intimacy.

The magic power carried by this kind of garland would constantly circulate inside, so it would not wither or deteriorate even after ten or twenty years.

Having this kind of garland meant that one had gained the trust or gratitude of a certain elf, which was something to be proud of in the human world.

In the human kingdoms, there were even nobles who did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to collect the garland of elves, which showed how important this garland was.

Now, Merica planned to use the garland she had weaved as a thank you gift to express her gratitude to Shien.