There is a soul bond between the two, and no matter how their appearance changes, it cannot affect their cognition, so Mirru can recognize Sherlock in the demonic state at a glance.
"My current situation is a bit special and I need your help." Sherlock thought the other party was just joking, so he didn't pay too much attention and directly stated his request.
"How's it going? Do you have any questions?"
"As a summoned creature, how dare I have any problems? I will just do whatever you say." Mirlu's tone became more and more bitter.
She originally wanted to hear the other party's explanation, but what she didn't expect was a series of orders. What did this person think of her? A servant who came and went as soon as he was called?
This time, no matter how low his emotional intelligence was, Sherlock smelled the faint smell of gunpowder and immediately realized that his words and deeds just now were a bit too direct.
Fortunately, he discovered it in time and there is still room for recovery.
"Hey Phyllida, give me three seconds of darkness!"
The vast majority of Verimoni are honest people, and one of the biggest advantages of honest people is that they rarely ask why.
Phyllida snapped her fingers, and all the light in the environment was absorbed.
"If something happens, it's okay. If it's okay, I'm going back." Mir Lu's dissatisfaction was no longer concealed.
"Take this thing before you leave!"
As soon as Sherlock finished speaking, a faint green light illuminated the entire room again.
Light will only show one of its colors after being filtered. This time, the filter was used as a short yellow-green mini wedding dress.
"The ones I made by myself may not look as good as Papak's!"
This wedding dress was made when he was practicing in Papak's shop. He didn't think much about it at the time, he just wanted to show his definition of beauty as much as possible.
After making it, I found that the finished product, both in size and style, was completely made for Milu. It is estimated that only she can express that kind of natural beauty.
As a woman, Mirlu could tell at a glance that this wedding dress was tailor-made for her, and the jealousy in her heart was immediately thrown into the abyss.
"It's true that I don't look very good." She looked around and said, "But anyway, I look good in whatever I wear, so I'll give you some face!"
"I hope Leylia won't blame me." Sherlock pretended to say to himself.
"What's going on with sister Guan Leiyi?" Mir Lu asked curiously.
"Because at a wedding, if you, as the bridesmaid, are more eye-catching than the bride, even Leylia will be very troubled." Sherlock didn't know if he had praised Zoe too much before, but this idiot
A lot of sweet words slipped away at once.
Of course, what sounds earthy to the real world doesn’t seem so earthy in the magical world of Forgotten Realm.
Judging from the ecstasy on Mir Lu's face, these words were obviously very lethal.
"There are still these two sets, help me bring them to Xiaoyu and Xiaoqi's two children." Sherlock then took out two more sets of clothes.
These two sets of white wedding dresses have similar fabrics but slightly different styles. They were also made together during previous practice.
"I was still worrying that I had so little time to customize the wedding dress." Mirlu had already told Leylia about this matter. The mermaid princess not only agreed, but also decided to let Xiaoyu and Xiaoqi be her flowers.
child.
In fact, this kind of behavior is quite strange. Leylia, who was originally very resistant to this marriage and had been depressed, became radiant after seeing him that day, and she became more concerned about the wedding arrangements.
stand up.
Asanta and the others all said that the stories he told relieved Rey's pre-marriage anxiety, but he always felt that things were not that simple.
If he was so good at talking, he wouldn't have been speechless when he was questioned by Celine before. There must be some secret hidden in this.
Well, now he can't even decide whether he can attend the wedding. If he doesn't have time to think about such messy things, he might as well take advantage of the opportunity to ask Phyllida for herbal medicine.
After sending Mirlu away, Sherlock was ready to continue studying the pile of bones of the forbidden woman with Zoe.
As one of the most dangerous creatures in the Forest of the Sea, the Forbidden Women have always lived in the depths of the forest. He had seen relevant introductions in the Faerun Chronicles before, and used the words "red and pink skulls" to describe them.
Couldn't be more apt.
As for whether they are pink or skull, it depends on what you think. Anyway, to Master, their allure is no less than that of succubus.
But this group of red-robed mages will never be as troubled as the players. They traveled long distances and sneaked into Atlas City just to catch a forbidden woman as a magic pet.
Then their goal should be this pile of bones.
"Zoe, do you know what this thing is for?" Sherlock asked as he looked at the rib carefully.
"It smells pretty good."
"It can't be used to make spices."
"You should have had quite a lot of contact with them. Do you have any clues?"
"Huh?" Seeing that Zoe remained silent, he raised his head and looked over, a pair of big watery eyes staring at him pitifully.
"Um...you don't want a wedding dress too, do you?" He guessed.
Zoe heard this and nodded quickly, "You can't bear to see me wearing these tattered clothes to attend the wedding of the mermaid princess."
"But the tattered clothes you are talking about are a complete legendary suit. One hundred wedding dresses can only be a fraction of yours." Sherlock had seen the attributes of the other party's equipment before, and it was really shocking.
caught his eyeballs.
"When you attend a wedding, you don't go to fight against the red-robed mage. Have you ever seen a warrior wearing plate armor to attend a wedding?"
There seemed to be some truth in what he said. Sherlock could not refute it and could only take out a wedding dress from the space ring again.
"The size probably doesn't fit. I'll measure it later and change it for you."
"Oh, Xiaoxia, you are the best!" Zoe jumped on his back and shouted excitedly.
Mirlu's performance was not very referenceable before, but now even Zoe, a thirteen-year-old girl, can do it. In the future, can fashion be used to improve the favorability of female NPCs? Sherlock seriously thought about the possibility.
sex.
"Sherlock, tell me, how many women have you given clothes to?"
Mir Lu's voice suddenly echoed in his mind, scaring him so much that he immediately put aside this idea.
Okay, let's turn the topic back to the corpse of the forbidden woman.
Zoe found nothing after researching for a long time, and finally Phyllida solved this doubt for him.
