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Chapter 8 There are so many things

In fact, in Adrian's own view, this behavior of smoking ground cracks is a useless effort. Let's not talk about whether the substance in the black comfrey that the abyssal black widow fears can still have an effect after being smoked by fire.

Let's just say that the ground crack with a straight line distance of more than 300 kilometers between the two exits cannot be filled by the smoke generated by a mere fifty tons of black comfrey. Adrian is just doing an experiment.

Of course the effect is better, but if it doesn't work, think of other ways.

The entrance to the ground crack is still about thirty kilometers away from where the elite team discovered the Black Widow of the Abyss. Therefore, even if all the wind elf mages in the Solar Storm Territory are gathered here to pour wind into the ground crack, it is estimated that it will take a while and a half.

It won't have any effect, but those wind elf mages are very happy to be able to look familiar in front of the lord. Even during the process of infusing wind, magic crystals are supplied to them in unlimited quantities.

Some wind elf mages who were already at the bottleneck of breaking through the strength level broke through the existing strength level on the spot, attracting a lot of envious eyes, but it was just envy, not jealousy, because even if they couldn't do it on the spot

Breaking through the current strength level, other wind elf mages are also accumulating magic power.

After Adrian watched for a while, he left Barnes behind, and he rode Bach back to Rivendell. Although Adrian was a leisure lord, he was not completely without things to do.

Keeping Barnes here is enough to face all emergencies. The entrance to the ground crack is the outskirts of Rivendell, and there will be no threats on the ground. But with Barnes here, even if the black widows of the abyss emerge.

If you exit through the ground crack entrance.

As a red dragon, Barnes is also capable of dealing with it. Adrian remembers that the black widow of the abyss is afraid of fire. If it weren't for the small entrance to the crack in the ground, Adrian wouldn't have to experiment with black comfrey and just let Barnes

Just go into Enns and the Dragon's Breath will open.

After Adrian returned to Rivendell, he first chatted with Mr. Bryant, and after confirming that the troops sent to guard the secret passage at the foot of the Tower Mountains had set off, he thought about it and went to find Bai Biyoubin.

Talk to Pascal about coastal defense. After all, the Duwei has become active now. Maybe the opponent will repeat his old tricks, bypass Starry, avoid the southern seamounts, and attack Torhell's defense directly.

What about the coast?

That's what the Duwei Lich fleet that sneaked into the South Wind Forest did a thousand years ago. Adrian had to be on guard. Even today, Adrian doesn't trust the Tide Dolani family, even though he competed directly with Bai Bai.

Talking about this matter between Eubin and Pascal was a bit embarrassing, but for the safety of the territory, Adrian could not care so much. Adrian believed that Baibi, Eubin and Pascal would understand him.

This kind of mood.

In fact, this is indeed the case, because Bai Biyoubin also knows what the situation of the Tide Dolani family is like, so not only did he not mention it to Adrian, he was embarrassed and angry, he even shared the same hatred, because he

The arrangements have already been made.

As for Pascal, there is no need to worry. As his highest belief, Adrian can speak to him more easily than Bai Bijubin can speak to him, so naturally there will be no negative emotions.

Adrian felt that he really had too many things to do that day. After coming out of the naval headquarters, he immediately rode Bach non-stop to Huntelaar. Duwei became more and more active, and within the territory

The free people also need to enter a state of wartime alert. This kind of thing needs to be carried out by Huntelaar, and the process will be extremely slow. The peace between Grensen Tower and Hertoy lasted nearly a thousand years.

Years ago, not many people in either the elves or the vassal races have experienced war.

The day passed without stopping. Adrian even went to a nearby farm in the evening. Originally, Adrian could summon all the people in charge of his subordinates in his World Tree Manor.

Yes, but he didn't do that. After all, the professional leaders each had a lot of things to deal with, and they didn't have a fast-flying dragon mount like Bucky to spend their time on.

On the way to see him, Adrian always felt like it was a huge waste, since he had nothing else to do anyway.

When Adrian finally returned to his World Tree Manor to enjoy dinner at ten o'clock in the evening, Adrian felt that he was simply one of the most competent lords in the world. He felt that after a day of hard work, even dinner was

It was extremely delicious. Of course, Adrian would never admit that this delicious feeling was due to the fact that Mr. Bryant could not be seen across the table. It took him three hundred years to establish a generous persona.

Unfortunately, this day is destined to be a busy day, and even eating dinner cannot be the end of the day. Just when Adrian put the last bite of food into his mouth, Isabella opened the door of the restaurant and came in.

Seeing the tired look on her son's face, Isabella thought for a while and said: "Aidan, there are still some things that you need to deal with. It is you who will get married in a few months, so you should start preparing for your wedding.

It’s a wedding.”

Adrian suddenly raised his head. Is getting married so troublesome? But as an unmarried person, Adrian decided to humbly ask his mother for advice: "What do I need to prepare? Mom, you know, this

I have no experience in this kind of thing.”

Isabella rolled her eyes and said: "Does this kind of thing require experience? Who has experience? The family's etiquette officials and the etiquette officials sent by Aasta are already on the way. All you have to do is to wait for three days.

Please handle all the things that need to be done by you, or postpone the rest, and wait until the two etiquette officials arrive, then completely obey their instructions."

Adrian thought for a while and then said: "But you know, mother, the Duwei has become active. My attendants have even caught two groups of Duwei crossing the border. It is difficult for me to guarantee that I can have them every day in the future.

If you have time to devote yourself to cooperating with the two etiquette officials, can't a small matter like a wedding be made simpler?"

Isabella walked up to Adrian, slapped Adrian hard on the back of the head with her right hand and cursed: "What nonsense are you talking about, Aidan, how can marriage be a small matter, let alone

Do you know who your bride is? She is an extremely noble Highness of the Sun Elf, a noble being who stands at the top of Glenson Tower and the world. Do you know how lucky you are?"

Adrian rubbed the place where Isabella slapped him and said aggrievedly: "This is wrong, mother, no matter how noble my life is, I will still call you mother from now on, and the children born will also be named Foehn Windwind.

,Besides, defense is really important..."

Isabella no longer wanted to talk nonsense with Adrian. She reached out and hit Adrian's shoulder hard again. Adrian covered his beaten shoulder and said aggrievedly: "You think, I worked so hard."

Are you working hard to create a stable environment? This is helpful for the stability of your marriage..."

Hearing that Adrian was still arguing, Isabella decided to exercise the rights of the family devil. She raised her right hand high again. In the face of power, Lord Adrian was decisive... and he acted decisively.

He scurried to the other side of the dining table and said aggrievedly: "You can't always beat me, mom, I am about to get married, and I am also the master of the territory..."

Isabella saw that Adrian was still quibbling, and she dodged and chased Adrian again. She was not as agile as an elf who had entered her twilight years, but she raised her right hand high and did not put it down, like a stick.

The scepter that represents power...

Adrian gave in again. He curled himself up into a ball, hugged his head with his hands and huddled on a chair, and begged loudly: "Isn't it okay for me to listen to you? I will leave things to others.

Yes, don't hit me, someone is watching, this is outrageous..."

Isabella left like a victorious general. From her back, she could still see the heroic appearance of the "white light lioness" who had annihilated hundreds of governors with a spell on the tower mountain range.

Adrian, on the other hand, could only sit on the chair, like a lamb waiting for trial, his face full of panic, but he still muttered angrily: "I'm just stupid, why do I get married when I have nothing to do? There are so many things..."


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