"Ahem... Actually, it's like this, I see that everyone is working so hard, so I brought a cold drink to treat everyone~"

As soon as Klose saw the little banshee's posture, he knew that he couldn't get by without some blood today.

Bringing out a lot of drinks and ice cream, the little banshee Raphael showed a relaxed look.

"Well... That's pretty much it, you're long overdue! ”

看到自己小领主带着好吃好喝的来看大家，峭壁要塞的工人们欢呼一声，都停下了手里的工作。

Klose saw that although the dwarf and the harpy had been able to work together, the two sides were still divided into two factions when they rested.

It seems that the great integration between races cannot be achieved overnight, and this is a "protracted war".

"Come on, come on~ It's so hot, everyone has worked hard! Come and eat ice cream! ”

Klose took out a lot of ice cream, the dwarves got the ice cream they ate in their hands, and the harpies had no hands and had to eat Häagen-Dazs in boxes.

All of a sudden, the entire cliff fortress was filled with the sound of "sucking, sucking, licking, licking ice cream....

"Raphael, give it, you eat one too."

Klose took out a cone and handed it to the little banshee.

How can she take something like a cone? Klose clearly wants to feed the little banshee.

Raphael's pretty face was slightly red for a moment, but she took a bite of the cream above the entire cone, and her tears were about to flow.

"Hey... You eat slowly.... No one is robbing you. ”

Klose looked at the cone with only the base of the egg roll in his hand, and smiled helplessly.

"How? The project is going well, right? ”

The little banshee swallowed the ice cream directly with tears, and then used her wings to follow her little belly wearing "dead reservoir water", feeling more comfortable.

"Of course it's going well, and you don't see who's in charge. Hmph~ As long as you don't come to make trouble, it's fine. ”

Klose was dumbfounded by the banshee again.

He smiled awkwardly, then made an excuse and ran to the dwarf to ask.

Seeing Klose leave him, Raphael's face showed a moment of struggle.

In fact, she wanted to sit with Klose and eat ice cream, but as soon as she opened her mouth, what she said was not what she wanted to say....

But the banshee, who would never admit her mistake, continued to attack the second ice cream with an attitude of "what's the big deal".

Here in the cliff fortress, the person in charge of renovating the fortress and finding the Mithril mine is one of Hu Boru's master prospectors, the dwarf Griffin.

"How's that old man? Has the Mithril Mine been found? ”

Klose sat down next to the dwarf and reached out and handed him another popsicle.

The dwarf Griffin wore his upper body and a big straw hat on his head, and if he was paired with his dark skin, he looked like a sturdy farmer.

"Hehe~ It's been discovered a little, it's in one of the holes of the harpy before, and this Mithril Mine has a lot of reserves!"

Griffin stretched out his short, thick five fingers and dangled them in front of Klose.

"What does this mean? There are 50,000 tons? ”

The dwarf shook his head.

"Half a million tons?"

The dwarf shook his head again.

"Could it be... Five million tons!? ”

The dwarf still shook his head.

Seeing that the little lord couldn't guess, the dwarf said leisurely: "No~ I mean, the deposits of this Mithril mine are at least five times that of the furnace mine!" Enough for us to mine for fifty years! ”

Klose was speechless, who could have guessed Nima??

But speechless is speechless, the news is really good news!

Enough for fifty years? Didn't you send it yourself?

A thunderclap on the flat ground, steep and rich! I'm Klose, I'm going to have money!

When the time comes, others will ask us, "Do you have a mine?" We can answer him very calmly, "Well, yes, there are mines, what's wrong?" ”

That feeling~~Don't be too cool~~ Ahhahahaha!

Griffin looked at his smirkling and drooling little lord, and reached out and shook it in front of his eyes.

But the little lord seems to be caught in a kind of self-YY world, and he doesn't react at all.

"Hey~ Let him gallop for a while, let's continue to work!"

The dwarf finished the popsicle in two bites, stood up and yelled at everyone to get on with their work.

The harpys also flew into the sky one by one, and everyone did their jobs and began to get busy again.

Raphael, the little banshee, walked up to Klose and tilted her head to stare at the latter.

Suddenly, she slapped Klose in the face and slapped him on the head.

"Huh? What's wrong, what's wrong? ”

Klose woke up from a dream and looked around in confusion.

Raphael glared at him angrily and said, "You unreliable lord! If you have this time, you might as well take someone to the abyss! More and more demonic beasts are pouring out below, I'm afraid it has something to do with the relocation of the mad beastmen's family! ”

"What?"

Klose is a bit of a circle, but now let the orcs live again? Apparently that's not possible.

"That's... How about we build a barrier here to resist the demonic beasts crawling out of the abyss? ”

The little banshee stuck a pair of wings at her waist, glared and roared, "What!? Are you going to turn our Harpy into a second Orc? Do you have a conscience?! We've all contributed our lair, do you want all of us to give you our lives? ”

Klose closed his eyes, not daring to dodge even if the banshee's spit sprayed on his face.

"I was wrong... I said the wrong thing, don't be angry..."

Klose replied immediately without a backbone, and the posture of nodding and bowing made people wonder who the lord was.

"Humph! Does an apology work? What else do you need the police to do if an apology is useful? Hey? What is a police officer? Why do I say that? ”

The little banshee shook her head in confusion and began to reprimand Klose.

Our poor little lord kept his head down and had been reprimanded by Raphael for more than half an hour.

Perhaps the little banshee's throat was dry, and Klose immediately moved out a chair and handed over a bowl of water.

"Drink some water, rest for a while~ rest for a while and then scold, hehe..."

The little banshee rolled her eyes, and although she still didn't have a good face, she sat down in her chair and didn't continue scolding.

"Whew~"

Klose secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself, how could this little girl say this? If anyone marries home in the future, they won't be able to take care of that man to death?

"What are you doing there? Why don't you hurry up and feed me water? ”

Raphael glared again, and Klose was full of excitement, and hurriedly brought the water to the little girl's mouth.

"Hehe~ Raphael, seeing that you are working so hard, I will give you a gift."

Klose flattered him with something that Raphael liked almost at first sight.

It was a small silver bell in the shape of an angel.

This bell is finely made, and the sound is crisp and pleasant when it shakes, which is very good!

Klose grinned and tied the bell to the little banshee's wings.

"Hey~Not bad~It's good~It's good~"

Raphael looked at the bell and the red cord in a daze.

She lowered her head slightly, and a happy smile overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

But soon, when the little banshee raised her head again, it turned into a disdainful expression.

"Hmph~ make up and make peace, don't think that giving me a small gift will make me die for you! We harpies are not driven by anyone! We are a free race! ”

"Well, yes, yes, of course you are a free race, we are all a family now, and there is no one who works for whom~"

"Family?"

The little banshee's chest thumped a few times, and her mind suddenly depicted a happy family of three snuggling up to Klose, and then holding a little banshee in her arms.

The sudden appearance of this image caused Raphael's body temperature to rise as if he had a fever.

"Huh? What's wrong with you Raphael? Uncomfortable? ”

Klose looked at the little banshee, whose body was trembling slightly, and reached out and gently patted the latter's wings.

"Ahh You... What are you doing?! ”

Raphael jumped up as if electrocuted, and with his wings on his chest, he looked at Klose with a blush on his face.

But this time... Her gaze was a little evasive, but she didn't get angry.

"You... Your face is so red, do you have a fever? ”

Klose, this guy, also reached out to touch the little girl's cheek, which made the already nervous Raphael collapse!

"Yikes! Dislike! Don't touch me! I... I... I'm going to work! ”

Feeling that something was wrong with the atmosphere, the little banshee flew into the sky with a hula as if she had fled.

Klose was left alone to eat the dirt in the wind she was whining...

“... What's going on? What a surprise..."

Klose reached out and fanned the flying dust in front of him, then shook his head and sat down in the chair he had just rested.

Meloyd stood not far away, and shook her head helplessly: "Hey~ My dull little master... Can't you see this? ”