Western Fantasy: I can write unlimited entries

Hearing this, Nancy turned pale with fright, backed away, and looked at Ron in horror.

He only had one idea in his mind, how could he know?

Ron, on the other hand, had an enigmatic expression, his eyes fixed on Nancy's bird feather earrings.

That thing is not simple.

[Earrings (green)]

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[Entry 1: Cognitive interference (green)]

[Entry 2: Change (green)]

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As the name suggests, this is a prop that creates illusions and changes one's appearance.

Ron knew the purpose of this earring when he first met Nancy.

Nancy seemed to be facing the biggest fear in her life. Her voice trembled and she said, "You, you already know my identity?"

Seeing that she was still feeling lucky, Ron nodded calmly. As expected, Nancy is a fugitive princess from another country.

"I should have listened to my grandmother, you humans are so cunning!" Nancy's bottom line was broken, and she couldn't help crying anymore.

Ron was startled, what do you mean by 'you humans'?

He realized something was wrong, and saw Nancy taking off her bird feather earrings, and a pair of pointed ears popped out from both sides.

Elf!

Ron's pupils shrank, and after being surprised, he took it for granted that a world with gods, magic, and elves was not worth making a fuss about.

However, I heard that the lifespan of elves is several times that of humans. Nancy looks like a young girl on the surface, and may be hundreds of years old.

"Come on. I-I'm ready."

Nancy sniffed and looked like she would die generously, which made Ron confused.

"Actually, it's not illegal to lie about your age in Arnold territory." Ron said.

"W-what?"

Nancy was stunned for a moment, then became angry and said: "I am really 18 years old! What are you thinking!"

"Then it's okay. You can live here with peace of mind. I will definitely do what I promised you. If you need anything, please contact Egbert. That is the handsome old man. He is Just tell the butler of the mansion and he will prepare it for you."

Ron said and put the pair of bird feather earrings on Nancy again. She was so cautious in human society that she was unwilling to make even one friend. Maybe there was a reason why she couldn't identify herself in front of others.

He didn't ask any more questions. No matter what the reason was, Nancy was invited by him and it was his responsibility to help her keep this secret.

Afterwards, Ron left, and Nancy looked at his leaving back, knowing that she no longer had to be captured as a slave, and murmured: "What a strange human being."

——

Before returning to the study, Ron went to the other yard. After the ripe potatoes were removed, he set up a special 'vegetable garden' here and divided it into two parts.

One part was planted with new seeds collected from Chelsea, and the other part was planted with seeds that Marvin and Malcolm had bought. He did not plant them all, but took a small part to avoid wasting it due to improper planting methods. The rest can wait until Marquis Alfred's people arrive, and it is not too late to ask for advice.

In one corner, a Red Flame Snake Fruit from Principal Monica was planted alone, and Ron was very interested in it.

A delicious and powerful fruit, he looked forward to the day when he could successfully plant it.

The seeds he took from Chelsea were all plants he knew very well, including the special species 'pepper'.

Because of the presence of Mirakel, the soil here is fertile and suitable for plant growth.

As the distance increases, the land becomes barren and unsuitable for cultivation.

After looking around, Ron returned to the study.

Veronica's paintings in the royal capital have been neatly placed on his table, and Ron sat on a chair to look at them one by one.

Most of the buildings in the royal capital are not suitable for the current Arnold Territory, and they have a flashy feel.

He selected a few suitable architectural materials and showed them to Marquis Alfred's people when they arrived.

"Hey, this is a church?"

Every god has its followers, and those who receive the oracle will establish churches, preach miracles, and spread faith.

The church is a place where believers pray. Church members will erect statues of gods in the church for people to come and worship.

The king of each kingdom will not refuse the church to build a church in his own territory, because God will not compete with the king for temporal power, but can help educate the people and allow the king to manage better.

To a certain extent, it is balanced.

At least, that's the case in the Kingdom of Karo.

Ron glanced at it, threw it aside, and continued to look at other paintings.

——

On the training ground of the mansion.

"Harvey, have you sent the forging tools to Master Hadey? That is a major matter related to our future weapons and equipment." Thomas asked seriously.

Harvey: "Of course, I sent it over yesterday."

On the side, Ibuprofen asked with a strange expression: "Did you really encounter the Black Crow gang and kill three second-level opponents?"

Anthony said with disdain: "You have asked this question more than a hundred times since yesterday. And it was our lord who killed those people. You did not see the scene at that time."

When Ibuprofen saw Anthony's expression, it looked like he'd beaten him up, which was really irritating. He looked at Thomas again, asking for an explanation.

Thomas nodded and said: "It is indeed like what Anthony said. Although that boy Sig is also at the second level, he is still no match for those three people. At the last moment, it was the Lord who took out a magic tool and saved us. ."

When he said this, Thomas turned his head and glanced at Sig not far away. The guy was in the middle of the field, touching a centimeter of his head, frowning and thinking about something.

Ibuprofen knew Thomas's character and rarely made such jokes. He noticed Thomas' gaze, looked at it, and couldn't help but feel happy.

"Have you noticed that Sig's hair is getting less and less? He will probably become bald in the future." As he said this, Ibuprofen was the first to laugh.

The sound was loud and naturally reached Sig's ears, but he was not angry. Instead, he smiled strangely at Ibuprofen.

Seeing this, Ibuprofen was all excited. For some reason, he saw a "you don't know anything" sense of superiority in Sig's smile, which made him angry and helpless.

Victor asked curiously: "By the way, what kind of magic tool is that? I have been here for so many years, but I have never seen the former Baron take it out."

Thomas frowned, "Maybe Mr. Egbert will know."

"Oh? You are talking about this. There is indeed such a magic tool. It was passed down by the first generation of the Arnold family. Mr. Abel should also know about it."

Egbert had managed the Arnold family for so many years and was aware of many major and minor matters, but he had never heard of or seen such a powerful magic tool.

However, he knew one thing clearly. If the lord said it was, then it must exist.

Abel nodded calmly, "Yes, I know that too."

Immediately afterwards, Abel looked at Sig in the crowd and said seriously: "I have already heard Thomas report what happened to you along the way. I am very dissatisfied with your performance."

He paused for a moment and said: "In the next period of time, I will personally train you so that you can adapt to the second-level fighting method as soon as possible."

"Yes! Thanks Captain!"

Sig was ashamed at first, and then his eyes immediately became firm after hearing Abel's last words.

It has been a day since the lord gave him a new ability, and he has become familiar with it a lot, but he feels that he has not yet used this ability to its true use.

Sig's sudden advancement surprised not only Thomas and Ibuprofen, but even Abel noticed something strange.

As the captain of Sig, Abel knew very well how high Sig's self-esteem was. He could adjust so quickly. Did something happen to him?

"Well, you go to train first. Mr. Egbert and I still have something to discuss."

After receiving the captain's order, Sig and others left.

"Mr. Egbert."

Egbert shook his head and interrupted: "I know what you want to say. What I want to tell you is that we only need to follow the Lord. Nothing else matters."

"No, Mr. Egbert. I actually want to ask if the Cavaliers' budget can be increased by 30%. After all, Master Hadey has better forging tools, and the weapons and equipment sent will be more sophisticated than before." Bo said seriously.

Egbert pretended to cough in embarrassment, and then said: "I will talk to the lord about this."

"Excuse me."