From a closer look, you can see that unlike the wooden structure of a normal hut, the walls are actually made of dense branches, which are built on the open space like building blocks and assembled together.
All structures are just made of branches, like a bird's nest with a dense structure and regular shape. The most important parts are also left empty. They are just skeletons and cannot provide shelter from wind and rain at all.
Before he could reach the empty door, Mogan discovered that the emerald green ball showed its true appearance at the simple window.
The little Dorando cowered and hid near the thick window frame that contained no content, right next to the edge. It was still moving slightly outward, as if it was messing with something.
Mogan immediately thought that it was looking at the sky melancholy from a human perspective, but then he remembered that Dolando's observation did not actually rely on sight, which should not be in line with human common sense, and he felt even more strange.
But soon, the elf's personal project came into view, and he immediately understood the reason.
"I thought of it, I can exchange this for money!"
Feeling Mo Gan approaching, the elf was extremely happy and just in time to show him his fresh work, he quickly moved out from behind the window frame.
Mo Gan took a curious look and found that Dolando had carved a miniature tree out of wood, which was an ordinary small handicraft in front of him.
"It's just too boring..." said Dorando, "but I can hold on! Mr. Grande, is it enough to make ten of these things?"
Dorlando's estimate is quite conservative.
There is a small knife stuck on the edge of the window frame, the handle of the knife is submerged in the branches, and only the sharp corner is exposed.
Obviously, the secret to elf carving is to fix the sharp tool while moving the object being carved.
It's just that this finished product... is exquisite, and the material selection is truly unique.
After all, it doesn't need to touch wooden objects, it can directly make them float and move like itself, unlike other things that require its "energy".
But Dorando was very satisfied, "Mr. Grande! How much can you exchange for each of these? If you want to raise enough money to travel to the Arcane Forest and hire a guide who knows the way, how many will it take?"
Morgan was speechless, but in order not to spoil the child's interest, he briefly thought about it and thought it would be better not to say anything.
This little green guy really has no idea about money.
As part of his intention, Mogan took out a piece of cassia vine that he bought at a discount from his arms and handed it to the side of the ball.
"The matter of making money to find the Arcane Forest can actually be discussed separately. Dorando, you eat first... I came to you with a proposal."
Elves usually live on the branches and leaves of the ancient elf tree. Now that the ancient elf tree has passed away, after asking, Mogan learned that elves like him who are separated from the ancient tree can also feed on magical plants.
"Thank you, Mr. Grand! When I have done enough work, I will definitely give you money!"
Seeing the small green ball continuously devouring the branches and absorbing the abundant energy, Mogan smacked his lips and reflected on it.
Did he mention too many money-related topics, which made Dolando, who was relatively simple before, a little bit tacky.
However, this little thing was indeed beyond his expectation. It not only passively read minds after getting close to it, but also had some special abilities.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that Dorando, who was so helpless, could build such a small wooden house by herself.
The man-made building rises from the ground in one of its secret bases, and the scene is extraordinary.
Anyway, Mo Gan was quite surprised.
That was one day ago.
After releasing the elf from the study and letting it sit quietly outside, Mogan didn't care about it anymore. He just told Dolando some common sense of human society and the fact that it was inconvenient for outsiders to discover it.
Later, Mogan wanted to know what the elf who had escaped from depression was doing, and learned that it wanted to check the place where he appeared, so he came to take a look.
You won’t know if you don’t look at it, but you will be shocked when you look at it.
At that time, the wooden house was only in its prototype form.
"It's very simple. Every elf is born with his own talent. We all have our own power, that's what the Mother Tree said!"
But Dolando was working, happily floating towards the forest, and was able to explain to his "savior" while moving.
"Most of the elves know light magic, but we each have our own tasks, which are assigned by Master Mother Tree. Master Mother Tree said that I can communicate with all things and become an elf scholar who travels all over the world in the future!"
Compared with the records in books, when referring to the ancient elf tree, Dolando always uses the term "Mother Mother Tree" instead of the ancient elf tree. However, it is understandable that it may be a name within the group.
Speaking of its own future, Dolando's green body seemed to be flashing, as if filled with a strange pride - even if this ability would bring it the trouble of being ostracized.
Mogan pointed at the branches and leaves that inexplicably fell from the branches and gathered in the air following Dolando's call, "Then how are you going to move these? Your magic power seems to be very strong?"
It can know the existence of all plants and trees without even chanting a spell, and can even "cooperate" with them within a certain range.
Dolanduo just took it for granted, "All elves can do this when they are young. This is what Master Mother Tree said. It seems to be because... I don't know, it's just like this."
Being able to resonate with natural creations is wood magic. It makes sense that it can be connected to elves, creatures that are inseparable from nature.
A power that can only be harnessed in childhood.
With this association, Morgan suddenly thought of Everest, who was constantly looking for cubs, and once again felt that his purpose might not be that simple. However, there was no need to ask directly about this matter.
After all, there was no trace of him again.
Now there is no fixed target like Angela, and now there is no King in Morgan who can kindly help.
Mo Gan actually felt a little guilty at first for hiding Dorando's existence.
Wouldn't it be a bit disrespectful to not tell Everest this type of elf news? It would be a bit disrespectful to the hard-working great magician of his country.
But since someone himself has disappeared, his psychological burden has naturally disappeared.
Back to the present.
Mogan completed the preliminary dialogue with the Duke and came to the land where he would soon assume his great responsibility.
In addition to using this position to simply clear the field, he also really had something to do with Dolando.
For example, first give Duke Albert a little elf shock.
"So, is there any other way for me to make money quickly?" Dolando's appearance kept flashing, "I'm very powerful!"
Mogan gave it a definite answer, "You are indeed a powerful elf. What I mean is, Dorando, I need an apprentice."
In fact, Mogan doesn't have much confidence in his magic skills.
In any case, he is not a great mage. Many magics require chanting, especially magic that does not belong to his own department.
——Morgan has a clear mission for his current abilities, and he is not an otherworldly magical genius like Lucifer.
I just have some talent, but even practice can only rely on improvising.
Just like the first time at Pandora Market, if the situation allowed, casting spells directly and silently could eliminate almost all possibilities of being discovered, but he was unable to do so.
As for being able to use magic, Dorando is a very hidden and easy-to-use alternative.
What's more, it also has a unique mind-reading ability, as well as a trait newly discovered by Mogan, which is what it calls "communicating with all things."
In this era, no one among ordinary people has seen the existence of elves with their own eyes, and the gradual development of the appearance of young elves is even more unheard of.
——Originally, they grow under the protection of ancient trees. If you want to see them, you have to go through a lot of forests. It is impossible for foreigners to easily detect their true appearance.
Even Mogan is the same.
If he hadn't read the details in the book, listened to the elf singing before, and already had a guess as a foreshadowing, and Dolando's generous self-testimony, he would not have been able to gradually confirm the fact that a talking ball was actually an elf.
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Because of this, even if he saw it with his own eyes, it was impossible for Albert to know that there was such a being, that it was actually an infant elf.
Flexible in action, small in size, easy to guess and easy to control, Dolando can indeed be a helper.
This is the conclusion that Mogan came to from the perspective of profit. The price for him is very simple, which is to complete the goal that Dorando wants to accomplish.
Also, this isn't just about exploiting.
As a simple little ball, Dorando is naturally unable to trade with humans on his own. It would be good if he would not be tricked - unless he finds Everest, who is full of elves and talks about light magic.
Thinking about old feelings, he might be more selfless.
But Mogan considers himself a high-quality collaborator who can help this little elf to the greatest extent and at the same time gain more opportunities for himself.
The power of knowledge is not ordinary even in this world.
As powerful as Lucifer, they all turned to Mogan for help because they could not obtain the history of their country.
At the same time, Dorlando may be able to serve as a bridge for this task.
If he wasn't lying, it was a creature from before the establishment of the Kingdom of Lestus after all.
Mogan's calculation was loud and clear, and this was indeed a choice that killed two birds with one stone.
Dolando seemed to know what apprentice meant, but he was a little hesitant and confused.
"Mr. Grande, you and others rescued me and provided me with energy-replenishing materials. Of course I am willing to help! But you seem to have everything, so why do you need my help?"
In its impression, although its abilities are extraordinary, they are only superficial skills and not as beautiful as a simple statue.
Bartering is the simple rule of the elven world, and it is good to understand the concept of money as an exchange of equal value.
At this moment, explaining to Dolando in detail how he needs its help is obviously more complicated and not that simple.
Mogan chose direct inducement.
He handed Dolanduo a contract that had been drafted earlier. Dolanduo could read paper made of wood products, so he naturally learned the details quickly.
Dorlando was shocked - its color suddenly became lighter and its size also expanded a lot.
"Mr. Grande, you mean that not only can you take me to the Arcane Forest in the future, but you can also give me extra money as a reward for my work...for my own use, is that what you mean?"
Morgan nodded.
As the first contract he drew up for his apprentice, there were a lot of bonus clauses on this piece of paper - dealing with perhaps the only remaining elf in the world, and with a backend like Everest, Morgan certainly wouldn't
Withhold.
He even specifically marked how much money could buy how many magic materials like vines, and also stated in the contract that after reaching a cooperation, he could also help determine which magic materials were more cost-effective and suitable for Dolando's taste.
However, Dolanduo knew that he wanted to be rich.
There is no need to lock yourself in a small house, "sketch" against the big trees and the sky and create many carvings, doing repetitive work that is full of artistic flavor but extremely boring.
Of course he was very happy.
"I want to buy a lot of energy materials!" Dolando egg said enthusiastically, "When I passed by, I saw that the ones in the store were very good!"
If conditions permit, such a brightly colored ball can actually have the potential to be a foodie who pursues variety.
Even though it originally relied on the nutrients continuously delivered by the ancient elf trees.
With money comes desire.
Once again, Mogan felt dumbfounded that he had taught the inexperienced Dorlando to use money to measure problems. But it was only for a moment.