“…… Winter and frost. ”

Annan was slightly stunned and muttered in a low voice.

He suddenly remembered...... I seem to have heard the surname "frost language" somewhere before.

yes, he remembered.

That was when Annan first met the Skeleton Father, and when he introduced himself to the Skeleton Father...... The Skeleton Gong once said to Annan, "Sooner or later, you will be 'frost talk'."

…… Do you want to become a dragon in the future?

That's why the old grandmother used dragon language to talk to her......

So after satisfying the requirements of the old grandmother, it will evolve into ...... Is that to turn yourself from winter to frost?

"I don't know if Bofis can speak dragons......

Annan muttered.

"—Annan, he's definitely human."

On the other side, Citalopram replied with unusual certainty.

That momentum even made Bofis shake a little, "Yes, yes......"

"Yes, absolutely."

Citalopram nodded and replied in the affirmative.

— because he didn't trigger my extrahuman radar.

Considering his cold and elegant ladylike image, citalopram did not say this sentence directly.

She paused for a moment, and then changed the topic, "Don't talk about this, let's talk about business first......"

"Business?"

Bofis tilted her head, "Do you want to see the place where the holy bones were stored?" ”

"I'd love to see that, but the more important thing is the 'Frostwhisperer's Frozen Blood'."

Citalopram knows the priority very well. They came here to get materials for Annan, and even triggered side quests...... This is obviously going to be done in the first place.

As for the holy bones, they are obviously the key items related to the main plot later.

At least until her strength reached a certain level, she wouldn't trigger this quest.

In the case that all your actions may have an irreversible impact on everyone...... Citalopram believes that this is the kind of caution that everyone should be cautious about.

"I need to bring back what my friends need first......"

Citalopram smiled bitterly and explained two more sentences: "Annan, in addition to being my friend, is also my boss.

"In order to pick you up next time, I have to at least complete the task entrusted to me by my boss."

"Well, no problem."

Bofith replied cheerfully.

She paused slightly, and added, "But these two things...... Actually, in the same place. ”

“…… Where? ”

"Silverstone Spell Cellar."

Bofis replied softly, "The only spell cellar in the city." ”

"What is the Curse Cellar?"

"It's the place where the mantra energy is transformed, and ...... stored."

She looked at the huge void outside the city, her face a little complicated, and she didn't say much.

Just whispered, "It used to be the largest building here...... Today, it is also the deepest scar of the city. ”

At this time, the child in the public nightmare also happened to end a stage of practice.

He breathed a sigh of relief and subconsciously looked at the dazzling giant device.

Ah, I'm still a little concerned......

What the hell is that thing?

It was a huge building at least thirty or forty stories high, which would be tall even in a modern city.

And it's not a boxy structure like a residential building.

From the outside, it looks a bit like a giant snail shell with an opening that snaps upside down into the ground.

As today, the color has darkened.

But the city didn't get dark.

He was on the hillside outside the city, and he could see very clearly—

Colorful neon lights are lit up in turn in the city of elves.

The child could barely see that the end of the "street lamp" connected to the earth was narrow and short, only knee-high as the elves, and thinner than the calves.

On top of this single "stick" is a hollow vessel with a glass-like shell that can hold a person. It was filled with a glowing monochrome liquid pouring in from the ground.

These "street lamps", shaped like grilled sausages, shine with a steady shimmer of pink, red, blue or purple, dyeing passers-by into strange colors.

Although the city is relatively sparsely populated, the elves do not return home because of the arrival of night. On the contrary, the child even saw that the number of passers-by began to increase gradually.

…… No doubt.

If this abnormal cyber scene is concerned, it may be that something went wrong...... It could only be the giant snail device that was constantly pumping some kind of substance out of the ground.

What kind of energy does it extract?

Just one such "power station" can supply the daily needs of a city......

“…… Julian? ”

Noticing the child's gaze, Bofit, who had been with him, tilted her head and jumped around in front of the child, "Do you still want to go to the Spell Cellar?" ”

Originally, it was called a power plant, and it was called a curse cellar?

"Hmm."

The child didn't know what Julian wanted to do in the Spell Cellar, but nodded silently.

"Now, maybe it's okay?"

Bofis blinked, and said in a brisk tone, "The workers in the Spell Cellar should have finished work.

"Or ...... Let's go for a risk? Anyway, you've learned the Celestial Strike technique, too! As long as we come back here before Mom comes back, she won't know we're gone! ”

"But your mother...... Teacher, what the hell did she do? ”

The child followed Bofit's words and asked, "What if she didn't go far and suddenly came back?" ”

“…… Probably not. ”

When Bofis heard what the child said, she suddenly became sad, and said with uncertainty, "She left us in such a hurry that she even left us here...... I think...... Should......

“…… Won't be back soon, will you? ”

No, you're wrong.

Just because she left the two of us here in a hurry, she must not have run far, and will be back soon after.

You're still too young......

The child said silently in his heart.

But after this period of training, his acting skills have also improved significantly. It's no longer the European emperor who eats by luck......

So he had a hesitant look on his face, "So what about ......?" ”

"Go!"

After being silent for a while, the somewhat active Bofis still made up her mind, "If your mother finds out, you can say that I took you there!" ”

"Good!"

The child nodded as if he were kind.

"—Let's go! Let's play, don't practice, don't practice! ”

Miss Bofis took his hand and walked in front and cheered.

Such a familiar tone......

This even makes the child a little trance-like.

His childhood sweetheart back then also used this tone during the holidays, and when he was about to start doing his homework, he took him to her house to play games.

This made him spend the last two days of each holiday at home copiing the East forever......

It was a long time before the child learned that his childhood sweetheart had finished his homework every time he asked him to play......

For a moment, he felt that he was a little indulged in this public nightmare, and he didn't want to wake up.

Such a wonderful time......

…… Is this really a nightmare?

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