Chapter 1410: Degeneration Mission

How Master Dewey stuffed the submarine shell two thousand meters underwater, I don't know, and I have no interest in it.

After visiting his old man, he took Princess Aurora and Mi Lulu back to Moonlight City.

Since the end of the Zephyr Tournament finals, the Dwarf King has always been a little depressed.

He had always believed that the Dwarf Guild could crush the Rose Legion in all aspects. Unexpectedly, this Zephyr Championship ended with a narrow victory. What worried him the most was the existence of the uncertainties in the team - the goblins.

Their appearance has greatly threatened the future status of the dwarf guild. Maybe in two more sessions, no, maybe the next team competition of the Zephyr Contest will become a scene where the Rose Army crushes the dwarf guild.

He doesn't want to see such a scene, at least not while he's in power.

The dwarf king became more and more worried about this matter, and later he became depressed and fell ill.

So in the days after the game, until I came to pick up the princess from Fort Vicky, Princess Aurora stayed with her father and comforted him.

Fortunately, with her comfort, the Dwarf King finally got over the hurdle in his heart. Later, with Raphael's careful treatment, during my visit to Master Dewey, the Dwarf King had recovered 80% to 90% and could even recover every day. Working out in the yard swinging that ridiculously heavy war hammer.

Before leaving, the dwarf king patted me on the shoulder and said: "Practice hard, and you will come with us next time we explore the secret realm."

I smiled and nodded and promised, "I will definitely come."

Of course, the above are not very important things in this month.

For me, the most important thing is that Yura has reached level 10.

Level ten is a fork, a watershed between ordinary adventurers and powerful adventurers.

When an adventurer reaches level ten, he will be guided by people from the Adventurer's Guild and enter a hall. In the center of the hall, there is an obscure statue. The staff said that it is the statue of the God of Creation. As for why the face is blurry, the staff explained: "The God of Creation is the only God in Zephyr Continent. He has only appeared a few times in thousands of years. The ancestors who were lucky enough to get a glimpse of his true face have not had time to understand his appearance. I failed to describe it. Therefore, as a base for adventurers who believe in the God of Creation, in order to ensure that the majesty of the God of Creation is not violated, his statue can be erected in the hall to receive guidance. For miracles, we adopted the method of blurring the appearance.”

After listening to the staff's explanation, I have full respect for the person who carved the statue of the God of Creation. I have to say that human beings will always come up with the safest countermeasures when faced with dilemmas.

I watched the whole process of Yura kneeling before the statue of the God of Creation to perform the miracle. The process was the same as when Harold completed the transformation task.

The white holy light shone on her body, as if she were covered with a layer of soft gauze. Her beautiful face became more dazzling under the soft gauze, as if a devout angel was praying sincerely.

The light gradually became stronger, but not dazzling. I just felt warm and comfortable.

This feeling lasted for more than twenty seconds before it faded away. When the white light converged and everything returned to calm, I placed the paper in front of me, and the handwriting composed of holy light promulgated the first mission of the transformation - the tears of the fairy. .

I looked at the work and felt happy.

If it were anyone else, I might be too exhausted to complete this task.

The goblin clan is already short of people. Furthermore, even if you find them, how can you ask for tears from them?

Sad stories may make goblins cry, but if you are willing to tell them, will they be willing to listen?

Violent methods may also be a way, but you have to ensure that you will not be hacked to death by an angry goblin. Don't forget that in addition to being excellent magicians, the goblins are also a top agility warrior family. Even those who are four or five years old Children can still make adventurers of one or two levels cry.

In the hands of others, this task may be difficult to achieve, but in my hands, it is as easy as picking something out of a bag.

Not to mention other fairies, Remi sheds tears several times a day.

Not tears from crying, but tears from breathing.

She also used to rub the tears on my clothes. The tears were so inconsequential that sometimes mucus would flow out of her nose after snoring.

I took the paper, went home, showed it to Remi, and told her not to rub her tears on me next time she breathed, and to try to put the teardrops into a small bottle.

Remi was happy to agree, but what bothered me was that Remi, who usually puffed several times in the morning, didn't even puff once that day!

Looking at Remi who was sitting aside, shaking constantly from side to side, I felt so anxious in my heart that I said, Auntie, just do it, give it a breath, if this continues, when will it be over?

However, it was useless for me to be anxious, Remi just wouldn't breathe.

Yura had a nonchalant attitude, lying on the sofa and taking a few breaths.

Is it any use for you to breathe?

Your teary eyes can't complete the task. Really, I am so anxious about your affairs, but you are so busy that I feel sleepy.

Also, who said breathing can be contagious? Come forward and I promise not to beat you to death!

In this way, that day lasted until late at night, and Remi couldn't breathe. In the end, I had no choice but to carry out a plan that I least wanted to carry out to get Remi's tears.

The reason why I don't want to carry out it is because this plan is too cruel, too terrible, and too easy to leave a bad psychological shadow on people.

Although this plan is not torture, torture may not be more effective in making the other person cry.

The plan is just that – chopping onions.

I locked myself up with Remi in a small room, and at the same time, there were more than twenty onions on the table.

"Come on Remy, let's compete in cutting onions. Whoever cuts more onions or cuts them faster wins!"

As I spoke, I pointed to the door: "Outside, there are four big cakes I bought. Those are the winners' prizes."

Before hearing the word 'cake', Remi looked at me with an indifferent expression. After hearing the word 'cake', she seemed to be like a clockwork. She suddenly became excited and started before I even said anything. At this time, he waved his kitchen knife and chopped onions with explosive momentum.

The onions were cut instantly so that the juices flew everywhere and the meat collapsed. In just ten seconds, the whole room was filled with the spicy onions.

Because Remi is a member of the fairy royal family, when she is stimulated by the outside world, some unknown talents are activated in an instant, minimizing the stimulation she will receive.

But even so, she still couldn't resist the spicy attack of onions. Unknowingly, her big, watery eyes were filled with a thin layer of mist.

When I was trying to cut off the fifteenth onion, the layer of water mist finally gathered in one place and turned into a few teardrops.