“Dear citizens of Vicardo:
If you find traces of the following animals, please report the situation to the guard room in Kekmila immediately:
Two green-eyed snowcats with gold threads woven by Rodisfa tied around their necks.
Six ponies of Nampoche blood, with pure white hooves and honor guard numbers under their buttocks.
Two pairs of six-foot-long elephant dogs bear the mark of Kekmila Zoo behind their left ears.
Anyone who provides clues will receive twenty Vickers. Rewards are negotiable for returners.
Note: Citizens from Donrez, Sirez, Bambina and the riverside still need to undergo a body search by two soldiers and a magic aura test by a red card or above magistrate before they are allowed to enter Kekmira. "
——"Frost Moon Announcement in Vikado Kekmila District, Article 67"
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Nese counted the number of roosters and hens clearly, and prepared to convert the service room of Nightcrow Castle into a simple chicken coop. He made some basic mistakes at the beginning. He put the chickens, ducks and geese together. The chickens had long been driven to the corner and shivered. The geese flapped their wings wildly and flapped at the ducks. Three kinds of feathered animals, large, medium and small, fluttered back and forth. The cry almost broke through the fragile wooden roof, and it was almost unbearable to hear.
Nesse knew that his presence made the situation worse - he suspected that some of these animals were more sensitive than humans, and no matter how friendly he became, they could still smell bad intentions.
He gave up the idea of making do, took apart the bed furniture, set up partitions for them, laid straw on them, reserved some space, and sealed the windows to a suitable size. He was a little worried that they wouldn't be able to withstand human spells, so he didn't use them. The extra design made this part of the job take half a day longer than expected.
Every inch of the room was chaotic and noisy. A former high-level warlock should never come to this kind of place. But he did it very patiently and without any displeasure.
When it was just getting dark, Nesse walked out of the room filled with the smell of fur, covered in fur, and glanced at the half-elf sitting on the bench against the wall.
Winnie had been sitting there for a while. Winnie sat there as long as he went in.
The half-elf leaned his legs together and looked into the distance. His eyes above the bandage were unfocused. There were shackles coated with mana oil on his two thin ankles, with a ruby hanging in the middle.
The mana oil is attached with the spells of sealing muscles and binding, of which there are four kinds in total. They were invisible under ordinary light, but Nesei was very confident in them, far more than he was in the physical shackles made of fine steel - his binding spells had always been his strength.
Strengths will always be strengths. It was their extraordinary performance that brought him the life he has now.
His eyes turned to where the half-elf was looking, glanced at him, and then quickly turned back.
"It took a long time to finish."
He came close to her face and stared straight at the bandage covering one cheek - it was newly replaced this morning and smelled of good herbs. Then he chanted a spell to release the restraint, "We I promised you before that you would help me check my work and see if there were any omissions.”
It took him three days to get Winnie to speak anything other than swear words to him again, with scratches on his arms and back and a bite on his neck. Fortunately, that embarrassing situation is a thing of the past. The wound on his shoulder is now scabbed over.
"Is the devil bad at chicken coops?"
Winnie twitched the corners of her mouth and slowly raised a hand.
"Not only that, I'm also very bad at stables and cowsheds." Nese held her hand and led her into the room behind her. The cries of chickens and ducks immediately filled my ears again. The half-elf kicked the scattered straw on the ground, showed him the location of the feeding trough and water tank, and mocked, "Are you going to let them eat air?"
"I still know this bit of knowledge."
Nese took out a bell and shook it - it was just an ordinary bell with a special sound.
As the bell rang, two yellow-skinned goblins who only reached their waists staggered in, carrying earthen jars three times larger than their own heads. One of the two earthen pots is full of water, and the other is full of wheat grains.
The goblin who resisted the water obediently placed the earthen pot by the wall. Another goblin poured the grains into a thin groove in the ground. Nese used a clean spell to open another trench next to it, then bent down and poured the water into it.
Two goblins stood straight next to him.
"I've never seen an obedient land spirit."
Winnie looked askance at the goblin's legs that were trying to straighten, "So you controlled them. You have nothing to worry about now, right?"
"The bodies of the land goblins are very skinny, but their heads are very active. Too active - so that they can't do anything." Nesei grabbed a long wooden stick, touched the ground, and concentrated on diverting the food trough, " I learned this from a demonic book.”
"Did it say that half-elves make poor life partners?"
"You can't be worse than me." Nese threw away the stick and kissed the back of Winnie's hand. "My demon teacher has also found a partner. I have been thinking about this. This is enough to illustrate the relationship between us. The gap is not that far.”
"Have you been thinking about this kind of thing?" Winnie raised an eyebrow. "You totally idolized him. What a stupid imitation."
"Whatever you say, Winnie. I remember you also said that I am very kind. Now you can continue to say that. Whatever you want. I will not have childish arguments with you anymore."
Nese shook his free hand, and the two goblins immediately followed him meekly. "He just kept walking ahead of me. Now it's my turn to keep up."
He took Winnie's hand out of the chicken coop and walked around the inner wall of the courtyard. The thick fallen leaves cracked and creaked under their feet, desolate and romantic. If the shackles were not rattling at the same time, they looked more like a pair of intimate lovers than a prisoner and a jailer.
Winnie's hand was cold and stiff, and Nese didn't relax at all, holding it tightly in her hand. He climbed the yellowstone steps and walked through a doorway covered with cobwebs. He waved a gust of wind, tearing the cobweb apart, and then restored it after thinking about it.
"It's better to bring spiders. Plus about twenty kinds of insects."
He turned his head thoughtfully, "What do you think, Winnie?"
"I want to know how you would choose among the non-human races." Winnie raised her head and glanced at the two land elves, "Have they already been added to your list?"
"There are dwarves and elves. Don't worry." Nesse brushed her hair and received a gentle slap - there was a spell that could reduce her physical skills to one tenth - he rubbed her hair. Rubbing his face, he touched Winnie's face again, "Where are you? Where's the half-elf?"
"I'm just afraid you won't be able to collect ten." Wei Ni spat.
Nese wiped the drool from her face. He continued to drag her around Nightcrow Castle, talking about the new storage area plan.
The place where he spent his youth is now deserted. A ten-mile radius has been set up as a restricted area.
Nightcrow Castle, as the place where the demonic Lightless One was born and reappeared, finally aroused people's fear. The Black Key reluctantly gave up this already mature stronghold, and all the warlocks and apprentices had already withdrawn. It wasn't until we crossed the forest, crossed the Bijian River, and headed toward Vicardo that there were scattered farmhouses in the villages. All kinds of poultry are caught from there.
"The First Cause of All Realms"
