Chapter 225 The gift of the eternal branch

Ivy hugged Ryan and cheered for a while. The excitement subsided a little, and she realized that her behavior was a little inappropriate. She blushed and stepped aside, twisting the hem of her skirt with her white fingers.

Somehow, as soon as I got excited, I couldn't help but hug Mr. Lane...

Oops, Mr. Lane will think that I am too unreserved and have no sense of proportion. I will not be disliked by Mr. Lane, right?

Ryan didn't know Ivy's little thoughts. When Ivy suddenly left him, he just felt a little regretful.

Looking at his arms, Ryan couldn't help but click his tongue. He didn't expect that this little girl, like Yazhi, was a secretive type.

Because she was wearing a small cotton-padded jacket, Ryan saw that Ivy's chest was completely flat. After being rubbed by Ivy just now, Ryan discovered that Ivy was quite plump.

At this time, the Eternal Branch shook its branches again, condensing an emerald green ball of light, which slowly floated in front of Ryan.

Ryan subconsciously raised his hand, and the light ball stopped obediently on top of Ryan's palm. Looking at the light ball, Ryan discovered that it contained extremely pure and pure magic power.

"This is the magic power extracted from the eternal branches."

When Ryan was confused, an old voice came. Ryan turned his head and saw Harold walking over.

Perhaps due to the healing of the eternal branch, or the release of his own stress, Harold's energy and energy were obviously much better at this time. Compared to the decrepit old man not long ago, he looked more like a healthy person. cheerful little old man.

Looking at the ball of light in Ryan's palm, Harold smiled and said:

"This should be because Mr. Lane, you killed the giant parasite, and the eternal branch gave you a gift to express its gratitude, right? If you absorb it, it will be of great benefit to your own magic power. Woolen cloth."

The gift you get from killing the giant parasite...? It’s similar to the reward you get from the last hit when fighting a BOSS, right?

Just as Harold said, if you absorb this magic ball of light, your own magic power will indeed be greatly benefited.

Unfortunately... this ball of light is of no use to Ryan.

As if realizing that Ryan was not very interested in his gift, the emerald green light ball of the eternal branch dimmed for a moment, as if to express his loss.

Seeing this, Ryan couldn't help but laugh. He didn't expect that this eternal branch was really smart and had its own little emotions.

After thinking for a moment, Ryan said to the emerald green ball of light:

"Although this magic power is of little use to me, several people who are very important to me still need it. Anyway, thank you for the gift."

Although Ryan seemed to be talking to the emerald green light ball, he was actually talking to the eternal branch.

After hearing Ryan's words, the ball of light lit up again, and Ryan couldn't help but think of the scene where Daisy changed from depressed to joyful in an instant.

At this time, the elves also gathered around, looking at Ryan with gratitude, but everyone kept their distance from Ryan and did not come to talk to Ryan, for fear of disturbing Ryan.

Most of them were probably afraid of society. After all, it was too difficult for these elves to come up and talk to people under so many eyes.

But seeing that these elves were not very afraid of him, Ryan was slightly relieved.

After all, as soon as the sword was inserted, the belly of the giant flying insect was deflated. No matter how it looked, it was a magic sword. At that time, Ryan was mentally prepared to be feared by this group of elves.

In fact, elves do not have a similar view of good and evil. They only rely on their own eyes to distinguish right from wrong. In their eyes, it does not matter whether this sword is a magic sword or not. What is important is the holder of this sword, Ryan. saved them.

As long as the elves can feel goodwill, they are willing to accept even the demons.

Mother-in-law Meimi and other elderly people were not afraid of society and stepped forward to express their gratitude to Ryan.

After chatting casually with a few old men, Ryan left the crowd and returned to the tree house.

The elves haven't dispersed yet, because the corpses of flying insects on the ground in front of the eternal branches still need to be cleaned up, otherwise the smell here may not be able to penetrate into the wood and won't dissipate for hundreds of years.

Back in front of the tree house alone, Ryan slowly pushed the door open and saw the girls already waiting at the door.

"Mr. Butler, welcome back."

"My lord, you are so handsome!"

"Master, congratulations on your triumph."

Ninelli did not come up to greet Ryan, but sat reservedly in front of the stone slab, staring at Ryan silently.

Windsor's eyes sparkled, and she bowed to Ryan: "Mr. Ryan, thank you very much!"

Ryan waved his hand indifferently, then walked to the table in the living room and sat down, relaxing a little.

Suddenly, Ryan frowned, lowered his head and sniffed his butler's uniform, and found that the butler's uniform was full of the strange smell of flying insect plasma, and couldn't help but sigh.

Fortunately, the girls didn't behave strangely because of the strange smell.

Yvette came to Ryan's side, her eyes slightly excited: "Master, can you show me that sword?"

Ryan smiled faintly, and naturally did not refuse. He took off the sword from his waist and handed it to Yvette. He also wanted to raise his hand to rub Yvette's little head.

But when he thought that his whole body was filled with the smell of flying insect plasma, Ryan's hand hanging on Yvette's little head couldn't help but freeze.

Yvette raised her little hand, grabbed Ryan's palm, put Ryan's palm gently on her head, smiled at Ryan, and then looked at Ryan's black sword.

Seeing this, Ryan felt warm in his heart. After stroking Yvette's hair, he withdrew his hand with satisfaction.

Nunnally curled her lips slightly when she saw this scene.

After sizing up the black sword for a moment, Yvette said:

"[Cerberus], is this the name of this sword? I remember you called it that, Master."

"Ah...that's right?"

Ryan's expression froze slightly. When he drew his sword, he forgot that these women were looking through the slate. He was a little embarrassed when he was discovered shouting a slightly middle-of-the-road slogan:

"There is a guy named Cerberus in this sword, and this sword is just her appearance... It doesn't matter if you understand that this sword is called Cerberus."

"That's it..."

Yvette nodded in understanding.

As for who Cerberus was and why he was sealed in the sword, Yvette was smart enough not to ask.

He must be a very dangerous guy, right? Only the Master can suppress it, otherwise, with the Master's ability, he would have been released long ago.