"The gap in order. What does it mean?"

"It means an invisible crisis." Even though Sylvia was a little stupid, the passing of time left something in her head. Her mysterious knowledge was no less than Sauron. "Order is the foundation of Knox, and we are all creatures of order. The loopholes of order mean the loopholes of the world, and they are the channels for demons and undead to invade Knox."

"So dangerous." The apprentice sighed. "Then can't we fix the gap?"

Ms. Men responded to his suggestion with contempt. "What do you think order is? ripped stockings? worm-eaten wood? This is not something that can be made up for intact with needles and yarn! We are so different from order's mystery. Unless the gods come again, the gap in order cannot be filled intact."

“Does Knox have many such gaps?”

"Who knows? There won't be only one anyway. You tower is a professional who observes order, and you ask me what I do?"

The Tower of Sky has been monitoring the mystery of Knox, something every mysterious creature knows. But Chloe is not just astrologer, and astrologers don't spread everywhere that they are peeping at all day.

Sooner or later, the strong curiosity will cause me a lot of trouble. But Ulier continued to ask: "I shouldn't ask you, but there are no one here. Let's talk about what you know. What's going on with that wish that lasted for sixty years?"

The apprentice originally thought that some lucky human had entered the center of the Glitter Forest, but now it seems that most of the people who brought him here were not good luck.

Sylvia was not very happy. "What is there to talk about for a greedy human being?"

However, Uriel now doesn't believe in the character image she gave out of prejudice and simple thinking. Mabel Magdeline is a secluded natural elf, but she has nothing to do with innocence. Even if the elf lady's behavior is a bit rigid in the eyes of humans, she will never be fooled easily. Not to mention anything else, just from the magic used by the garden owner, Uriel can detect the mystery of the high ring level through the power of the demon. If any human dares to take advantage of such a mysterious creature, he will not be greedy but seek death.

"I'll answer this question," said Mabel.

She made it back to the opposite side of the dining table, holding a bunch of vanilla in her hand. Sheets of brown feathers shaking with the ends of her hair, and the empty left cuffs were sewn together with green silk thread, which looked quite horrifying. "You guessed that, I gave him the opportunity to make wishes every day not because I was fooled, but because I did it voluntarily. The dreamweaver does have magic that can realize his wishes, and of course it also has its limitations." But she omitted it.

Uriel understands that the mysterious man has always been cautious about his professional magic, otherwise it would not be comfortable to be targeted by the enemy.

"Just think I can satisfy the wishes. The wish comes from the heart and disappears due to a change in mind." Mabel explained, "I use my magic to drive people to find delicious... ornamental rare plants for me to enrich my garden."

So that's it. Before Uriel could answer, he heard Ms. Sylvia screaming: "You just said it was delicious?" He realized.

The garden owner pretended not to hear it. "This is the ability that a profession brings to me. Dreamweaver is rare, but I think it is a life profession-"

But Sylvia didn't let her go: "I just say that your garden is so monotonous... Heather is on it, it turns out that you have eaten all the magical plants we brought!" The door creaked and swayed. "Mabel Magdeline, you are simply not worthy of being a natural elf! You heresy who blaspheme nature and a executioner who ruins life..." Her insult began to repeat, and finally turned into a miserable and sad cry. "I finally found the invitation of a beauty... You lied to me, it was all a lie! It was me who allowed it to reproduce in your garden, and you owe me the wish!"

Her hoarse old witch's cry echoed in the room. Thinking of the cause Mr. Lock mentioned before, Uriel could probably guess what Mabel did. She originally only had the male flower of "A Beauty Invitation" and collected the seeds. Ms. Sylvia brought the female flower of "A Beauty Invitation" for her wish, which made the Seven-Lans' House full of this strange magical plant. As a result, Mabel cultivated flowers for food, and she herself became a stone door for angering the Elf Lady.

Could it be that the elves like to eat randomly? Uriel looked at the farce and couldn't say a word. Until the elves knocked on the window frame, a large ball of dodder flashed through the apprentice's eyes and slapped it firmly on the door. The crying came to an abrupt end.

"That human is called Wolfgang, a court knight." Mabel poured him a cup of tea with one hand, and the apprentice refused too late. "His homeland is being baptized by war. The knight accidentally heard the rumors about the Dreamweaver, so he came to me to try his luck. He didn't know that I only responded to the request of the forest race."

"But you promised him?"

"Although the rules are so, the color of that rose is really rare." She smiled pursed her lips, as if intoxicated by memories. "I call it 'Chaoying', or 'Bai Ye'. Think about it, it is clearly a two-color rose - the crimson edges near black and the snow-white petals have almost no transitional intersection. It is clearly divided and flawless. I heard a unique and beautiful opera blooming in its buds, not a praise of love or an inspiration of fighting spirit, it sings for the glory of ideals to shine in the dust of reality. I heard it calling for hope." She stroked the bird feathers. "That artistic conception is really unspeakable. Do you understand the artistic conception? artistic conception."

What you can't describe is probably the taste. On the way here, Uriel didn't see such a beautiful rose. Needless to say what happened to this "White Night". Sylvia was right. Mabel Magdeline shouldn't be a natural elf. Earl Earl Earl knows how to pick food, but the more precious and rare this guy is, the more he wants to swallow it.

The hungry man ate the rose, and no one can blame him, but most people will feel regretful and puzzled by the artistic value of the rose. Ulier is no exception. If the knight knew that the flowers he had prepared carefully would end like this, he would definitely make another choice.

"So." Ulier asked, "you promised to hand over the daily wish opportunities to this 'White Night Knight'?"

The Elf Lady denied it. "Now it's time to know that I collect plants just because I want to taste them. The value of the magic plants themselves is not equal to the value of wishes and magic. After all, food cannot be compared with mystery." She stirred the spoon, "Roses are really wonderful, but it is still too...inappropriate to ask me to fulfill my wishes for a human being every day."

She should have wanted to say cheap. If Uriel didn't know Mabel's preferences, this tactfulness was very consistent with the temperament she showed. However, Uriel read it right this time, Mabel Magdeline was really frank. Having said that, there seemed to be no reason for opposition between them. I really thought too much.

"This human knight is prepared. He must have changed his request, right?" Even if he doesn't understand the truth about Mabel's collection of plants, it is unlikely that someone will fool her as a fool. Only Sylvia can believe such a ridiculous reason.

"You guessed it is not exactly right," Mabel said. "Wolfgang asked me to keep something for him. Because of the contract, I can't tell you what it is. This thing is a mysterious item, and it doesn't like to stay in the same place for too long. To collect it, either you are a traveler or you have to change it to a different placement every day."

A mysterious item that likes to travel? Uriel couldn't help but be very interested. The Elf Lady was very satisfied with his correct attitude. "The Knight's hometown was affected by war, and he had his own mission to complete. This mysterious item became a burden, but he could not discard it."

I can't drop the book of the pledge, either. "I think I understand what you mean. Wolfgang wants to get rid of that mysterious item, is that true?"

"That's right." The elf lady scooped up a spoonful of tea and put it into her mouth. Uriel could feel the bitterness spreading on her tongue coating when she looked at her. "Because that thing needs to be changed every day, he would make such a request. Don't listen to Sylvia's nonsense. He is not greedy at all, but rather a rare noble knight among humans."

"The noble knight among humans is not rare." The apprentice corrected.

"It seems that I don't know you well enough. I don't have time to go out to see the human kingdom, and the conflict between the natural elves and the caravan is awful enough." Mabel did not refute.

"Peace will always come." Ulier didn't know if he was making a wish. "That's it, did you promise to help him?"

"It is not easy for humans to come here. It means that he can come here, that is Heather's will. Even if I am not the priest of Saint Valorand, it is only right to follow His guidance." She suddenly paused. "The mist is the messenger of the goddess... the secret word of nature..." The elf lady murmured.

"Is something happening?" Ulil asked strangely. He did not notice the abnormality. He could only push the mysterious light in Magdeline, who was maintaining magic, and push outwards in the demon's perception. It was not magic. Maybe Mabel figured out something.

Originally, he suspected that the fog in the forest was Heather's magic, but the source of its power did not come from this elf lady with the highest mystery in the Glimmer Forest. The range of the fog is so wide that no one can trigger such a terrible mystery.

"There is a price to collect that mysterious item, Ulier." He heard Mabel whisper, "I think I understand. Come on, come with me. I saw the end of the agreement, and the day finally came."

But I don't understand. Uriel wanted to say this, but he couldn't make a sound. The world was cracking in front of his eyes, and the elf lady's surprised expression was also covered with cracks. He saw her outstretched arms and branches hanging from the window net. A lamp flower fell into the teacup and popped up again, hitting the apprentice's face.

So he tried his best to move his eyes. The tea solidified into ice. He saw a frost on the smooth ice surface of the mirror:

『Try the second road』

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The Spirit Vision is over—
Chapter completed!