shut up!The palace refuses to flirt!

Therefore, the Tower of Light, which will become the blade of justice in the future, was so rashly named by its creator, and I mourn for a few seconds here.

"So, have you decided?" the staff asked with a smile.

Ortheya glanced at Yimo, raised her eyebrows and said, "The Tower of Light is called the Tower of Light."

"Okay." The girl decided to ignore the weirdness of the name, lowered her head and wrote down a few strokes, and then said: "Well, do you have a designed regiment emblem?"

"Regiment badge?" Yi Mo asked in surprise, "Now?"

"Yes, now."

"Oh let's think about it first."

"Okay, please come back after you've made up your mind." Orthea felt that what this girl said was meaningful.

But she decided to ignore it, took Yi Mo aside, stared into her eyes and asked quietly: "Do you have any good ideas?"

"Uh." Yi Mo blinked, trying to make her feel the innocence and sincerity in his eyes: "I think you can give me some advice, I'm serious."

The corner of Orthea's mouth twitched, and forced a smile, but she couldn't hide her ferocity, but her words were as gentle as a spring breeze: "Okay, then I'll do it."

Yi Mo blinked again, pretending not to notice, showing a pure smile.The beautiful blond girl showed such a pure and childish smile, which inexplicably made Orthea suffocate for a moment, then smoothed the corners of her lips, and looked down at the pen and paper in her hand with a blank expression. pen and paper.

Eleanor vaguely felt that the way these two people got along was a little strange, but she couldn't tell where it was. She thought about it and gave up. Anyway, it's not her business, is it?

The red-haired woman lowered her eyes, adjusted her breathing slightly, and then raised her head with a cold and hypocritical smile.

Orthea picked up the pen and thought for a while, then hesitantly wrote and drew, and after looking at it, she erased it dissatisfied.After a while, she glanced at Yi Mo, squinted her eyes and suddenly had a flash of inspiration. After pondering for a few seconds, she solemnly wrote down the pen.

The feather is a curved bow, a long sword is pierced from it, and the olive branch is used as a decorative border.The feathers represent her, the feathers that fell from the white wings on the back of the god, and represent the indomitable godslayer.Using softness to overcome rigidity does not mean that she will definitely have the final ending, the olive branch represents peace, and the direction they will go in the end is determined by the Father God.

Yi Mo saw her pursed her lips in satisfaction, shaking the paper with her two fingers, she also moved over to take a look, her eyes lit up, pointed to the pattern that she didn't understand and said: "The drawing is so beautiful , with a profound meaning. Let’s do this.”

Orthea sneered: "The meaning is profound?" She raised her eyebrows and asked jokingly, "What did you see? Huh? Come and tell me?"

"Uh..." Yi Mo's face froze, she sneered, and suddenly had an idea, took the elf's white and tender hand, and said affectionately with eyes full of eyes: "I can see your intentions."

"..." Orthea was speechless, she pulled out her hand unceremoniously and suppressed the desire to roll her eyes, and stuffed the paper into her arms with a cold snort: "Then you go to register and watch for yourself manage."

"Hey, I'm serious," Yi Mo rushed forward and grabbed her sleeve: "You don't believe it? Do you need me to prove it?"

"Go away." Ortheya poked her hand away in disgust and jumped away: "Trust you? Hah."

Well, the elf's sneer is quite heartbreaking.But this didn't hurt Yi Mo, who was actually quite thick-skinned, and she smiled and kissed her whole paper, "It's fine if you don't prove it, I just know."

Eleanor has been watching, seeing this scene inexplicably felt as if she had been fed something, she saw the elf's reddish ear tips, and felt that the two of them had no special relationship, it was so fake.

"Are you sure...use this?" Eleanor took the paper and frowned.

Yi Mo nodded in a good mood, "Don't tell me this is also registered?"

"No, don't worry, this is your original creation, but it seems a little... um strange?"

"Is there?" Yi Mo glanced, and said with a smile: "It's beautiful, isn't it?"

"Oh well." Eleanor shrugged, "If you insist."

Of course Yimo insisted.

"Ten gold coins, sir."

"Ten gold coins? So expensive?" Yi Mo expressed shock, "Is there even more money to register a mercenary group?"

"Oh no, you don't need to pay for the registration of the mercenary group, it's just the price you need for the customized group badge." The girl with soft eyes smiled and explained: "Of course, if you think it's expensive, you don't have to pay. But in that case, your leader's badge will not be inlaid with the magic circle."

"Ah, this thing can also be inlaid with a magic circle?" Yi Mo looked surprised.

"Yes, you can inlay a magic circle."

"Alright then," Yi Mo shrugged, and took out ten gold coins from the interspatial ring, "Only one badge for the commander?"

"There are also two for the deputy head. This is a gift, of course it's just a different color." The girl said, "Then do you need to decide on a color? Or use the default?"

"No, the leader uses gold, and the deputy leader uses purple gold." Orthea came over at some point, she seemed more skilled than Yimo: "Please melt into Mithril."

She took out an amethyst coin: "The price is negotiable."

"As you wish." The girl accepted the amethyst coin calmly, and her smile became brighter.

Orthea pursed her lips, expressing that she didn't care.

"How long will it take?"

The girl estimated: "One hour, Your Excellency."

"Then we'll pick it up later," Orthea weighed it up, and decisively pulled Yimo out of the mercenary guild. It's not good to waste time, "Maybe later."

"Okay, you can come anytime, the mercenary guild is at your service anytime." The girl touched the amethyst coin with a deep smile in her gray eyes, expressing that she was very happy.

"You're extorting. My dear Jones." Eleanor whispered from behind, and I looked at the petite female thief coldly with my chest in my arms: "If I report it, you will definitely be punished. "

"Huh? I'm just completing the mission Eileenor," Jones smiled. She didn't match her name: "And this is a rule. Alchemists have always asked for it. I don't think I'm extorting."

"But you don't need an amethyst coin." Eleanor sneered.

"Mithril is very valuable, Eleanor," Jones blinked, "It seems that you don't know its value, no wonder the alchemists don't seem to like you very much."

Eleanor snorted.

There is a famous restaurant in Liberty City, because there is a phantom array on its ceiling, most ordinary people see a deep starry sky, as if they are in a vast and boundless world.People who have learned magic and battle qi are a little different. For example, when Orthea looked over, a little golden light flashed in her eyes, and the starry sky in her sight gradually faded away, turning into the blue sky and white clouds of the earth. Afterwards, the sky faded, and the peak of the gods appeared in her eyes a long time ago, when the Father God was still...

When Yi Mo stepped into Raphael's restaurant, he felt a special fluctuation, subconsciously raised his head and glanced, and was immediately pulled back to his senses by Novia, his face was ugly for a moment.Yi Mo subconsciously looked at the elf beside her, thinking that she would not be affected by anything, but unexpectedly, she saw the elf staring at the ceiling in a daze, and there was a rare sadness around her, which made her want to hold her in her arms Reassure yourself.

Yimo hesitated for a moment, moved his hands and finally only sighed, stretched out his hand to cover Orthea's eyes staring at the ceiling, and forcibly pulled her back from the illusion.

"Heather, what did you see?" Emer asked, pinching the corner of his clothes slightly nervously with the other hand: "You look very sad."

"Nothing." Orthea was silent for a while, then walked into Raphael's restaurant, "Are you hungry? Raphael is not only famous for the special ceiling here."

"Oh?" Seeing that she was unwilling to answer, Yimo stopped asking empathetically. She followed Orthea's words and asked, with the corners of her lips slightly curled up: "Then what else?"

"As a restaurant, of course we are famous for our dishes." Suddenly, a gentle male voice came in, but it didn't make people feel too much disobedience.

"Hello," the man came with a smile, bowed and said, "Good day, two beautiful ladies, Raglan Lester is happy to serve you."

"Lester?" Althea raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, it's not that Lester, I have nothing to do with the Rockefeller family." Lester shrugged, "You can't...well, you can't associate me with irrelevant things."

"No, I didn't mean that." Orthea smiled, "If you are Raphael's boss."

Although this Leicester does have a relationship with Rockefeller.

"So if you don't mind my interruption, may I invite you two to the box?"

"Of course." Orthea nodded, and went upstairs smoothly, avoiding many prying eyes.

In fact, Raglan Lester does not often appear in front of the public. At least many ladies or ladies who come here for his outstanding appearance are not able to see him as often as they think in their hearts. In love with the food and the view here.

"Who is that person?" A blond girl let go of the spoon in her hand, letting it fall into the soup, splashing greasy water.She asked her maid in disbelief: "Did I read it wrong? That's Leicester?!"

"I don't think you read it wrong, miss." Her maid bowed her head respectfully, "I saw it too, an elf and a human girl."

"Oh my god?!" The blond lady opened her mouth in surprise, "Did Lester invite someone else? It wasn't me? It wasn't that group of pretentious guys?!"

"Yes miss."

"Ah, that's okay." The young lady patted her chest and frowned when she saw the oil stains on the clothes. "Mary, have you brought my clothes for a change?"

"Oh." On the other side, a lady in sexy black glanced at her disdainfully, sneered and then stared in the direction of going upstairs: "Go and find out who that is."

"Yes, Mrs. Rockefeller."

The author has something to say: catching insects...

By the way, I don't know what I typed when I dozed off [Sigh] I saw the live broadcast of Bingbing on Lizhi last night, but I missed it, so I went to listen to those recordings, and the soft voice of Heizhi Burn read Some sad articles, great sleep aid (so I fell asleep last night!)