The fifth king of the elves

Chapter 1249
See Weizhi book.

The income of the port is actually nothing to Qi Dao, and there are basically no more than twenty boatmen who come and go here in a day.

Mai, however, developed this place into a place for her elves to practice, and managed the pier in an orderly manner.

Today, she has grown into a person that even Sora Muto admires.

Soraki Toru heard a lot of interesting stories about Mai from the chatter of the boatmen. The Mai in their mouths was very lively and charming, and it was getting farther and farther away from the Mai in his cognition.

Taking out his wallet, Soraki walked towards Meilihua and asked the price.

Knowing how to read and manipulate machines, after seeing these things, he will not be surprised that Meilihua is using a calculator to calculate the amount...

Forget it, let's be a little surprised.

Although it was very slow, Meilihua reported the amount.

Other consumptions are very cheap. After all, Qidao itself produces a lot of fruits, and juices and the like cannot be expensive.

Only the cakes filled with various materials are very expensive, which is already close to the price of Toru Sora's custom-made banquet cakes.

Kong Muche smiled and said nothing, thinking that this cake might be a good start to his conversation with Mai.

On the way here, Toru Soraki kept thinking about what kind of topic to chat with Mai.

Talking about experience is too blunt, and it is easy to step on the thunder of the past.

The businessmen on Liaoqi Island seem to have too long hands and want to know everything.

Talk about raising elves... I am not that material.

Talking about Luther... This thunder is even bigger, as if no matter what I say, Mai may be unhappy.

She has always disliked her own evaluation of what she likes, neither positive nor negative.

This has been the case since childhood.

As Mai's father, Toru Soraki discovered for the first time that he knew so little about Mai that he needed to rack his brains and think over and over again to open a topic after a long absence.

Having been immersed in the beverage industry for many years, Toru Soraki can understand the great value of the fruit trees on both sides of the road in Qidao just by glancing at them.

Habitat Island is a good place, but before that, except for Luther, almost no one wanted to come here to manage it.

Is it only Luther who noticed the unique geographical advantages of the island and the extremely fertile soil "irrigated" by the migrating elves?

Buying an island is just a multiple-choice question. Enabling an island to generate enough benefits to offset the loss of buying an island is the core problem.

In front of the major capitals and families that are completely oriented towards profit, developing a deserted island will not bring them greater benefits, so opening up wasteland has become a stupid choice.

The success of Qidao has made many small and medium-sized families, and even large families, want to move around recently.

In the past, they thought that the fruit of Qidao was ripe, so they urged the alliance to make a move, and they took advantage of the chaos to get a share.

Few people with a normal mind would have such an idea. After all, the alliance has publicly handed over the ownership of Qidao to Luther and Mai.

Now, these people are looking for deserted islands in the non-core areas of Sinnoh, eager to replicate some of the success of the habitat islands.

"Stupid."

After seeing the group of elves under the fruit tree preparing the fruit tree for cold and frost protection, Sora Mutoru came to a conclusion for the behavior of the group of people.

As Xanadu stopped in front of him, Kong Muto also stopped.

However, he looked around, but couldn't see any building shadows, and he was clearly still in a fruit forest.

Confused Toru Sora just wanted to ask something, when a strange elf suddenly fell from the sky.

Her wings are like the pink ring-shaped part of her body, and her body is also composed of three colors: milky yellow, blue, and pink.

Kong Muche didn't have time to ask anything, because Xanadu had already teleported away in the blink of an eye, leaving him alone to stare blankly at the strange elf in front of him.

"Xanadu has something to leave for the time being, come with me."

The voice echoing in Kong Muche's mind was very soft and tactful, and it took him a while to realize that the elf in front of him could telepathize.

"Sorry, I've never seen…"

"Cresselia."

As if she had read Kong Mutoru's mind, Cresselia took the lead in introducing herself.

"I am Mai's elf, and I am also the manager of all the elves on her island. The elves you see who can read and count, I also participated in the training."

Kong Muche said: "It turns out that you have been secretly..."

"Pay attention to the wording. To Qi Dao, you are the outsider."

"I was just curious about what my trainer's elder who never wanted to mention looked like, so he appeared at the seaside."

The arrogance in Cresselia's words seemed to have hurt Kong Mutou, and he couldn't help retorting: "I am her father."

Cresselia snorted softly, "Does she recognize it?"

The long-term contact has let Cresselia know too many things, and there is no secret between her and Mai.

Mai lay on her body, looking at the stars in the sky, talking about her childhood stories, and those memories that had not been dug up for a long time were revealed under the starry sky.

As a legendary elf, her empathy ability is richer than some elves, and when Mai recalls the content about her father, her tone is always not too light.

"You are an elf, you don't understand." Sora Mutoru, who was poked in his heart, was eager to get rid of this topic.

"I'm not just an elf. In the history of mankind, I was also called a god by you."

"Although it's just a useless title, after all, there are already enough gods here, and I'm not the only one... but this is enough to prove that I am not the life that you say can't understand human emotions."

Before he knew it, Kong Muche had already walked to the residential area with Cresselia, and the elves on both sides of the road were looking at Kong Muche curiously.

"I hope that the present is different from the past." Cresselia finished speaking, soared into the sky and flew into the distance.

Under the eaves of a building not far away, sackcloth in casual clothes was surrounded by familiar elves, looking at this side.

Kong Muche stood where he was, and after a long time, he took a heavy step forward.

As the distance between Mai and Mai got closer, Toru Soraki suddenly felt a little strange.

For nearly four years, Mai has become more beautiful and more fascinating. If she was still at Soraki's house, those who visited in the past would definitely not be able to help but take a second look.

If she hadn't left Kong Mu's house, what would it be like now?
Will it be like it is now, confident, calm, and generous?
Mai went down the stairs and walked towards Soraki Toru.

Sora Mutoru, who hadn't decided what to say, had a handkerchief in front of him.

"Wipe the corners of your mouth, and cream."

Kong Muche blushed.

(End of this chapter)