My summons are weird

Under Sylvie's command, the maids immediately took action and closed and locked the exhibition hall where the "strange collections" were displayed.

He caught a glimpse of the maids running around in a panic, and Bun holding the watermelon looked confused: "What are they doing?"

"Oh...it's nothing." The corner of Noel's mouth twitched. At this moment, he was very grateful for Sylvie's sensitivity.

Bun tilted his head, his suspicion only lasted for a second, then he turned around and continued to admire the pile of strange clothes - all styles of clothing that could not be seen in Mostana.

"Meila people are all dressed so...so..." Bun subconsciously wanted to say 'weird', but felt it was not polite, so he immediately changed his mind, "Personality?"

"It seems that Mostana has not been baptized by this trend." Looking at the chart brought by Shiluwei, Noel realized that this was an area that Sligo merchant ships had not yet touched, so he could only Relying on the trading continent of Kolai for transit, “many continents have accepted my ideas over the years.”

Noel introduced: "All kinds of dresses, well, this usually appears in banquet occasions, but it can often be used in more intimate places, it all depends on the cutting size; high heels...I have to admit, quite a few People in mainland China use them in the wrong place. I originally intended them for women to wear, which will make them look taller; perfume, shower gel, shampoo, these are alternative magic potions extracted and mixed from monsters and plants. 'are more popular commodities. In some areas, they have become temporary anchor items for barter after the magic tide destroys order and the currency system collapses. In addition, there are..."

Noel talked endlessly, and his story extended with the Sligo merchant ships to all the Pan-Melan language belts influenced by the Melan culture, and also extended to more distant continents with completely different language families.

This is a trade network that is unimaginable to others. It was established when Noel ascended the throne. It burst out with vitality after being infected. It developed rapidly by relying on the relatively stable environment of Mera in the early stage of the magic wave. In the end, it successfully affected everyone touched by the goods within a few years. A continent, an archipelago.

These products engraved with the names of Sligo and Noel let every user know about the distant and ancient continent of Mela, and also laid the foundation for Noel's transformation of Sligo - cultural influence.

"Are all the items in this collection room for sale to the outside world?" Bun felt that the Royal Store in Sligo did not have a full range of products.

Noel shook his head: "No, the goods that were quickly promoted in the early stage have been recognized by the market and received an excellent response. And I am convinced that the concepts of these goods are classic enough to maintain everyone's confidence in me as a designer."

"Uh, are you planning to just sit back and have nothing?"

This wording made Noel laugh: "That's impossible. I always need to think about the children who have not yet been born, and I also have to think about the more distant future for the people of Sligo... so I keep a lot of products. The creative ideas are piled deep in the collection room and will be released to the public at intervals of one or two years in the future.”

"At the same time, after the Dawn Trial is over, I will send invitations to painters from all continents through trade routes and hold the first painting competition named after me."

"In addition to painters, I will also hold poetry and article-based creative competitions over the next year."

"A competition with the theme of clothing design."

"A feast for gourmets in association with Dawn, Storm, Shade, and Theocracy."

"Just right, one competition every quarter." The corner of Noel's mouth raised.

Bun asked: "Why is it jointly held? You can just do it all."

Noel stared at the exhibits not far away and fell into a brief trance.

“In the history of Mera, Melias established the first multi-racial country. Although it was dominated by humans, in its most prosperous era, every race could find a sense of belonging in Melias. , except for conservative or extremely extreme individuals who stayed away from Melias and continued to form countries and tribes as a single race. At that time, even the most powerful dragon in Mera recognized Melias' courage to try."

"That was the most glorious era of Mera... Although when people of Mera today mention glory, they often think of the second period of human hegemony that was started by the four major powers five hundred years ago, and our ancestors also used it to consolidate their power. It was modified during the most prosperous era of Melias...but most of the individuals who lived in that era and survived to this day lament its fall - even if it was already decayed and riddled with holes in its later stages."

"Mela was branded with it, and it single-handedly named the entire continent; its culture has been passed down to this day, and its food, clothing, housing, and transportation have been infiltrated into the blood of various races. It gave me a deep understanding of the power of the intangible thing 'culture'. That is the soft violence that those who possess pure violence must master.”

"The estrangement between the various races in Mera became more and more serious at the end of Melias. Even the glorious era that the snow monster you saw missed the most, and the great unity of the various races you witnessed was just a re-integration due to 'dip'. ...But there really existed in history, an era that did not need external enemies and relied on each other to move forward. They explored and moved forward in order to find a better future, although they eventually decayed and withered..."

"What I do is just hope that all ethnic groups in Mera can recall the history we have created together on this continent. If one day the blockade comes again, disputes arise again, and violence flying the flag of race begins to invade indiscriminately, when Someone is reminded of the history our generation has made.”

Bun Bread was mesmerized by this. She had never thought that this guy who thought about women had such a grand vision in his head. Even though this vision contained his huge selfishness, no one could blame him.

"This is also the future envisioned by your brother Lu Yu."

After just one sentence, Little Bun was relieved, and then he smiled proudly.

"It's very similar to what brother Lu Yu did. He brought three races together in Mostana... Oh, there is also a Corolla Elf, four races."

Thanks to Lu Yu's help, the races closely connected with the Blue Water Crisis have survived the terrifying climax of the magic wave together, and now in the gentle trickle, they have begun a development plan for the wasteland outside Blue Water City.

Today's Mostana has undergone earth-shaking changes in the physical sense, and the order has reached an extreme level. Except for a few big clans, there is no complete force anymore, and Blue Water is the big winner in the end.

The population growth was positive during the Blue Water Magic Tide, which accumulated food and built high walls. The violent breeding of mushrooms and werewolves caused Blue Water City to once again need to expand.

And this expansion naturally attracted the Corolla Elves who participated in the Blue Water War but had never entered the alliance.

Le Lin has now become the leader of the ethnic group. She is the youngest at level 7, and the possibility of reaching level 8 makes her prestige at the peak of the sky.

When Little Bread left, the talks between the three tribes and the Corolla Elf had come to an end, and once it was finally implemented, the half-dead, divided Serier would immediately withdraw from the stage of history, and instead, it would be transformed from its peak to one day. Breaking into the blue waters of chaos and division.

Hearing the description of the bun, Noel sighed: "Is this the mark he left... a familiar taste."

"I'm curious...why does a person like you have such a good relationship with brother Lu Yu?"

Little Bun blinked his big eyes, hugged his tail and kept stroking it. His big, bright eyes were filled with disbelief.

"Those words just now don't seem to have improved my image."

"No matter how you look at it, you are a guy who thinks from the bottom of your body, but don't try to lie to me. Today you just want to...want...to trick me, right?" Little Bread's hand stroking his tail speeded up, "Sister Little Kelu'er said However, people like you are the most worthy of vigilance... Moreover, Brother Lu Yu told me that you designed these clothes just for Seese!"

Noel was choked, but then he said confidently: "Yes, that's the original intention. Is it wrong?"

This time it was the bun's turn to choke, and she couldn't resist.

"Besides, little bread, do you know how many of the ideas for these fancy costumes come from your respectable good brother?"

"Do you want to slander Brother Lu Yu?" Little Bread's voice turned cold.

Noel shrugged: "It seems there is no way to explain it clearly. I strongly suggest you go to the back of Chenxi and ask him. I can responsibly tell you that half of the products that are not on display... no, four points Third, all have the ideas he provided, and I am the one responsible for the later improvements."

The bun was dumbfounded.

Noel knew what she wanted to refute, so he simply took her into the secret warehouse that was not open to outsiders and was specially guarded by the Quiet Ones.

Looking at the dazzling array of products inside, the clothes that can arouse the primitive desires in people's hearts... the bun was petrified on the spot.

I really don’t want to expose the child’s fantasy about idols, but Noel feels that it is particularly necessary to assert “intellectual property rights” for Lu Yu.

In the future, why don't we just put a special label on "gluttonous eaters" in future products so that everyone can claim it more easily?

The more Noel thought about it, the more he felt that his idea was correct. There was no reason that this honor should only belong to himself. Good things should be shared with friends!