readease #250 - Chapter 249: Meltz Returns
#250 - Chapter 249: Meltz Returns
Quickly.
Jiang Han met Aaron in Windleaf City.
"Fifteen Flame Crystals in total, emerald green..."
As soon as they met, Aaron got straight to the point, handing over all the purchased materials to Jiang Han.
These were all high-level materials for writing forbidden spell scrolls.
As for basic materials, he had also prepared some, but not much.
After all, Jiang Han's source of magic power wasn't abundant either, and he probably couldn't write too many forbidden spell scrolls. Once the high-level materials were used up, it would be about right.
"Thank you for your hard work."
Jiang Han accepted the materials, expressed his gratitude, and headed straight to the Elven residence.
Compared to the Dwarves, the Elves had much higher requirements for their living environment.
Although they were all similar, out of respect, Aaron had arranged for them to stay in the westernmost part of the city.
He had also specifically designated an area that others could not approach without special permission.
"Lord Yehan?"
Alesia noticed Jiang Han as soon as he approached and hurried to greet him. "Is there anything you need us to do?"
"Indeed, I need your help."
Jiang Han didn't hide anything and directly stated his purpose. "I need you to create scrolls for writing forbidden spells as soon as possible. Of course, I have already prepared the materials."
As he spoke, he took out all the materials.
"I see."
Alesia scanned the various materials with amazed eyes and then nodded. "That's naturally not a problem. As long as the materials are complete, it's not difficult to do."
"However..."
He hesitated for a moment, but ultimately said, "Lord Yehan, although it's a bit presumptuous, I still want to ask about the Holy Judgment artifact..."
"Oh, you're talking about modifying the living environment."
Jiang Han said, "Don't worry, I will definitely do what I promised. However, this artifact has not fully recovered yet. It will probably take a few more days. When it's ready, I'll come and help you immediately."
"That's good, that's good."
Alesia nodded repeatedly. "To be honest, the living environment outside is indeed a bit terrible. We old folks are fine, but some of the younger ones are having trouble adapting to this change, and their bodies are developing problems."
"I understand."
Jiang Han smiled.
Of course, he understood Alesia's feelings, but at the moment, the Holy Spirit had not yet hatched, and the power of the Holy Spirit's crown could not be recovered either.
He really couldn't help.
Alesia didn't say much, taking the materials Jiang Han gave him and entering the room.
At his call, all the Elven elites, including Somolett, gathered.
After distributing the materials, they each began to manufacture.
Buzz! Buzz!
For a time, the room was filled with light of various colors.
Magical energy surged, and the most concentrated was naturally around Alesia.
A layer of milky white light enveloped his palm, and several rare materials floated in the air. Alesia gently waved his hand, and these materials slowly gathered together.
Then they began to mix.
Buzz!
Immediately afterward, an even more brilliant light lit up, and all the materials gradually turned into a paste.
Alesia concentrated, not daring to be careless.
"Interesting."
Jiang Han stood aside, watching this scene with interest.
He didn't expect that the Elves didn't need containers to make scrolls, relying entirely on their own magic power.
It was indeed a craft.
Time passed.
Obviously, the refining process was not short. After three full hours, Alesia, who was the most efficient, had only refined a concrete shape, and he was already covered in sweat.
As for the other Elves, they were even worse. It was estimated that they would need a considerable amount of time.
...
At the same time.
Outside Windleaf City.
In the distance.
Rumble!
With a loud bang, a figure fell from the sky, crashing heavily to the ground.
This person was none other than Melz.
After several days of escape, he had finally escaped from the herd of deer, and after several twists and turns, he had finally returned to Windleaf City.
"I... I'm finally back!"
At this moment, Melz, who was covered in dirt and dressed no better than a beggar, looked at the newly renovated Windleaf City, his eyes filled with tears.
"For this deerskin, I have sacrificed too much!"
His voice trembled. Recalling his experiences these past few days, it was simply inhuman.
"However... all the sacrifices are worth it."
"Forbidden spell scrolls! If I don't get one or two, it would simply be a disservice to this adventure."
But then Melz's eyes became firm, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.
"With this deerskin, no one in the world can find a substitute."
"In that case, I have a few more bargaining chips!"
"The weather is so clear today, a song of victory on my lips."
Humming a little tune, Melz happily entered Windleaf City.
"Stop! Where did this beggar come from? Do you have an entry permit?"
However, as soon as he arrived at the gate, Melz was stopped by the guards, who stared at him with disgust.
"Beggar?"
Melz's face twisted in anger. With a flip of his hand, he took out his identity plate from his pocket. "I am a dignified Divine-level powerhouse from the Supreme Hall. You call me a beggar? Do you have any culture?"
"Ah, this..."
The guard took the token and looked at it, also surprised.
Then he looked at Melz's tattered attire.
Damn!
How could a dignified Divine-level powerhouse dress like this? Does he have some special hobby?
"What are you looking at? Is there such a handsome beggar?"
Melz glared again.
"No... no..."
Although the guard was complaining in his heart, he didn't say much and immediately let him pass.
Melz took back the token, then thought about it. His attire was indeed a bit shabby. If he went in like this, who knew what kind of misunderstanding would occur.
So he took out his communication token and contacted Jiang Han: "Boy! I'm back, hurry up and come out to greet me!"
"I'm busy, I'm in the Elven territory in the west of the city. Master, just come over here."
However, that was the cold reply he received.
"So arrogant?"
Melz never expected that after going through so much hardship and bringing back the precious deerskin, he would receive such an attitude.
Is this how you treat a meritorious official?
It's simply chilling!
"Good, good, good! When you see me later, don't beg me to give you the deerskin."
Melz was too lazy to say more and put away the communication token.
Keep pretending!
Wait until I slap the deerskin in front of you, and I'll see if you can still pretend!
The person with the bargaining chips has the right to speak, understand?
"But what is this Elven territory? A newly opened exhibition hall?"
Melz muttered, putting his hands behind his back and heading west.
Although he was dressed like a beggar, his posture was exceptionally arrogant.
He seemed to have already seen his triumphant appearance later.
This kid has been pretending so many times. Now, it's time for the tables to turn, right?