Butterflies flew from the sky and landed on the round table. On the many empty seats, they turned into beautiful girls wearing long dresses with butterfly wings. The girls also had wings behind them. After appearing in the light, they either smiled and saluted the gods, or looked at the four shyly.

Mr. Lyman was startled, and tidied his hair with his hands. Sister Perry and Ms. Brecht were quite normal.

"Your wishes are nothing more than simple things to me. Since you have risked your lives to come here to hold a banquet, I am naturally willing to fulfill your wishes."

Now except for Xia De who has six petals, the other three have four petals, that is to say, everyone has won.

"I want the final confirmation."

God looked at Shad:

"You have obtained the most petals. If you want, I can fulfill one of your wishes. Any wish, even if you want power, I can give it to you. So, do you really want to give up and give your wish to everyone?" people?"

Ms. Bletchett, Sister Perry, and Mr. Lyman all looked at Shad nervously. Xia De just blinked his eyes, and he already had the answer:

"Your wish must be very precious to me, but I've already made a promise—no matter who gets the most petals in the end, I can't be counted as the winner. Since I said it before, I can't go back on it now."

A golden miraculous aura bloomed on Sister Perry and Ms. Bletchett at this moment. The twelfth-level witch officially stepped into the thirteenth level. Sister Perry's face suddenly looked younger by at least ten years. Although there is only a short floor behind her, it also means that the road to transcendence is unfolding in front of her.

At the same time, probably because the power of the old **** [Thousand-Eyed Phantom Butterfly] came from the ancient **** [Goddess of the Earth], the power of the "power of the earth" that Xia De is very familiar with appeared on the two ladies.

The power of Sister Perry is undoubtedly "the power of the earth and the field of fertility", which was passed on to Luvia through her hand bones thousands of years later. As for Ms. Brecht's power, Shad couldn't directly recognize it, but fortunately, the ecstatic witch didn't mind telling Shad about her new ability:

"The power of the earth, the memory of the land. Listen to the whispers of the earth, and gain power from the people buried in the earth. At the same time, when encountering an abnormal land, consume the memory of the land that has been absorbed, and reverse the situation of the abnormal land."

This sounds very useful, but although it can also reverse the "Crazy Earth", it is not a specifically targeted power like Shade's "healing aura", so Shade doesn't know exactly how it is.

Besides, this middle-aged witch is from the fifth era. Shade can't guarantee that this kind of power will still be passed on in the Forsaken Order. After returning, you can ask Miss Lassers.

Thinking to himself, he picked up the wine glass in front of him. At this moment, the gods gazed at Mr. Lehman, and the gaze of the gods coupled with his own excitement made this gentleman tremble all over. He knew whether his dream could be realized, and he only had to look at what happened next.

"Mortal, if you want to win the favor of my family members, it depends on yourself. I will not violate the wishes of the butterflies, so I will give you a chance. The ones sitting at the table are my family members. This banquet It will last for three days and three nights, and before you leave, you can try to win the heart of one of them. If you are charming enough to take away more than one, I will not stop you."

The girls' chuckles were connected together, and the clear voice was even more beautiful than the music played in the sky. And this rather mature gentleman, about thirty years old, with particularly energetic brown eyes, extremely three-dimensional facial features, and slightly thicker eyebrows, was already blushing at this moment, and hurriedly picked up the wine glass and took a sip, and then He was choked and coughed.

The scene in front of him was so beautiful that it didn't look like it was in the tree father's mission. Xia De was a little skeptical, it was all an illusion created by the old **** at this moment, but he also understood that everything in front of him was real.

The witch Brecht quietly handed him a scroll of parchment, which recorded information about [Ritual Contact Thousand-Eyed Phantom Butterfly]. Xia De just glanced at it, remembered the content firmly, and returned the parchment to her—traveling around with this kind of thing, once it is lost, it will be a big problem.

"I heard that you are not very lover."

There wasn't much time left, but Shad could still chat with people for a while. He asked his own question, and the beautiful **** smiled and told Xia De the answer:

"I don't love people, so I don't care about you, let alone make plans or conspiracies against you. You have nothing to do with me, and whether I respond to your wishes has nothing to do with you."

"That's right."

Xia De nodded, this mission is a bit different from any previous mission. But the same thing is that he has to experience another parting.

Mr. Lyman, Ms. Brechett and Sister Perry will all see Shad for the last time. If there is no accident, this will be the last time Xia De sees them.

Although Mr. Lyman has not yet won the favor of those girls, Xia De knows that his mission has been completed. The white mist could appear behind him at any time, and the experience of this terrifying underground wormhole, among all his time and space adventures, can be regarded as the most warm one.

The six pink and white petals at hand floated up, forming a blooming flower together, and flew to Xia De's palm. Xia De looked at the **** unexpectedly, and the **** continued:

"I can't let the tree father's favored one leave empty-handed. This is an ordinary flower, but maybe when it will play a role you can't imagine."

A green stem "grows" under the flower, and Shade twirls the flower to thank the Butterfly God. This is a souvenir of this time, not precious, but it is a gift from three friends and God.

Suddenly looking at the three people who attended the banquet together, Ms. Brechett and the others were also looking at Shad:

"Are you leaving?"

"Yes."

"Won't you come back again?"

Sister Perry asked too.

"Yes."

"We can't express how grateful we are to you."

Mr. Lyman said finally.

Xia De shook his head:

"It's just like what the gods said - I help you, it has nothing to do with you."

"So you are"

Mr. Lehman was a little surprised, but also looking forward to the answer. But before Xia De gave a response, he shook his head again:

"No, you don't have to tell us who you really are. But is there really something you don't want from us?"

Shad thought for a while, and said to Miss Brecht:

"If you can still remember me and what happened here after you leave here, please pass on the power of the earth to [Forsaken Order]."

"No problem, the earth will remember everything."

said the witch.

Shad said to Sister Perry:

"Sister, you don't have to do anything for me. Just...thank you for everything."

The middle-aged nun who looked younger nodded thoughtfully.

Shard finally said to Mr. Lyman:

"Maybe after a long, long time, I will look for your descendants. Your family can spread for a long time, as long as you can't think of. Maybe you can leave some imprints on your family that can be passed on. Of course, do as much as possible. Well, there is no need to be too difficult. We have to believe in the gravitational force of fate, if we are lucky enough, we may have encountered your descendants before I knew it."

"I understand sir, I will use the butterfly as the new emblem of the family."

Mr. Lehman said seriously:

"It's as if you have fulfilled your promise. This is my promise, and it will be fulfilled. The earth will witness all of this."

"Oh, you don't have to be so serious. Just do what you can, my friend."

After finishing speaking, Xia De stood up:

"God, please allow me to make a proposal."

He said to the gods, and after the beautiful **** nodded slightly, he raised his wine glass high, and the butterflies fluttered around his arms, playing music corresponding to the tide of the butterflies:

"We are able to gather here and present our respective songs and poems under the witness of the gods. It is the fate that fate has given us. Maybe after we leave here, we will not have the chance to meet again, but this does not prevent us from enjoying the moment of the banquet. Friends Ladies and gentlemen, please raise your glasses together to commemorate this grand and important banquet, although no one will know about it, at this time in the autumn of 4791 of the Fifth Era."

Ms. Bletchett, Sister Perry and Mr. Lyman also raised their glasses together:

"Celebrate the meeting at this moment and respect each other."

The four of them made a virtual touch together in the air, then raised their heads and drank the red wine in one gulp.

[Outlander, you feel a "miracle". 】

[Flowers and butterflies are the sons of the earth, colorful lights and grotesque fantasies are the last moments in the whispers of the old days. When the butterfly **** looks down on the earth, maybe what she sees is only the dreamland left by the earth. 】

【Your spell [Power of the Earth · Healing Spiritual Qi] has been enhanced. Added a new casting material: petals. When using soil and flower petals to cast spells at the same time, the cost of casting spells will be reduced, and the casting effect will be improved. 】

"I'm the only ordinary person among us, but I will try my best to remember this adventure, and remember this experience that has been burned into my soul. To everyone!"

Mr. Lehmann was a little excited, but also a little melancholy. And when he put down his glass with excitement, he clearly saw the Butterfly girl sitting diagonally across from him, blinking at him curiously and shyly.

A thick white fog appeared behind Xia De, the task was completed, he should leave.

Xia De placed the cup firmly on the table, and formally bid farewell to the gods:

"Can they return to their hometown safely?"

"Yes."

"Please allow me to express my gratitude again. This banquet is really good. I have participated in the blood banquet twice, and I have also fought against the blood-sucking duke at the reception, but those banquets are not comparable to your banquet."

What he said was very sincere, and the Butterfly God smiled and said:

"Perhaps you can leave your words of praise to those two beautiful red butterflies imprisoned in your palm. Visitors favored by the tree father, I can give you one last reminder for another banquet you are about to hold."

If nothing else, this should refer to the Chosen Ceremony "Earth Mother's Feast".

"Please tell me."

"A dangerous guy who is trying to use that banquet to come to the material world. You have to be prepared for this."

Xia De blinked:

"Yes, I understand."

He bowed again, said goodbye to his new friends, then turned and walked towards the white mist.

When Xia De completely disappeared, the **** sighed slightly in boredom:

"Interesting stories are always rare. Before the end of this era, this kind of opportunity is probably only once. It's so good, illuminated by the silver moon."

Butterflies appeared at Sister Perry's hand with a silver flute:

"Take this to your grave and he will have this gift."

"Yes."

The nun said solemnly, holding the silver flute tightly:

"This is my promise."

Witch Brecht also said softly:

"I will also remember my promise."

Mr. Lehman pursed his lips and hesitated~lightnovelpub.net~ summoned up his courage and asked the god:

"I'm willing to pay the price, just to keep this memory after leaving here, and to leave clues for that gentleman to point to his descendants."

"Pay a price to preserve memories? For what?"

God asked the man.

"promise."

Mr. Lyman endured the instinctive fear of being watched by the gods and trembled:

"Although I'm just an ordinary person, I can't compare to the witch or that gentleman, but what I promised must be done. I am a human being just like them. This is the promise of human beings."

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