Chapter 587 (2/2)

The president of my family ”lost the war” in good time. After saying some high sounding words of encouragement to the tourists, he stepped down and let them enjoy the ”brave act” of hunting and killing shrem and protecting the flower goblins.

Looking at those noble and rich people constantly waving weapons, pulling away bows and arrows and killing seven in and seven out of shrem, I really feel more and more ridiculous and childish.

Finally, the first day of the tour is over, isn't it?

By the time of dinner, it was dark in the goblin forest.

But as the sun disappeared, the surrounding plants began to shine, turning the forest into a truly shining forest.

In these radiant fairyland, tourists go to a huge tree hole that has long been prepared.

At this time, many flower demon spirits carried a small flower with soft light yellow light in their hands. They fly back and forth slowly in mid air, making the light look very dreamy.

I just don't know if tourists who ate so much fruit at noon can still eat so much fruit at night?

Um

I didn't think of that. Unexpectedly, the president personally cooked many dishes with those fruits?

Well, maybe this means that these flower goblins haven't learned how to make human food, so the president has to solve this problem by himself?

Ha, in this way, we can avoid dissatisfaction caused by monotonous food. But it's not always possible to let our president cook for you every time in the future?

At dinner, viscount Ritchie and these guys were still excited during the day. They seem to really like this new tourism project.

So... Do I not like these environments represent the people with problems... Is it me?

Er... My head hurts!

What is this feeling?

It's so uncomfortable... I... I won't doubt it! Beg you! Don't say that again! I won't doubt myself anymore! No!

Hoo... Hoo Hoo... What... What's going on?

Ah, by the way... Those two natural double blades! They're targeting me again! Damn it... Damn it!

After dinner, the aristocrats who were full of wine and food still seemed to have some unfinished business.

They looked around as if they were waiting for something.

At this time, I suddenly realized something. Looking around, this huge tree hole can accommodate all of us.

In addition to accommodating us humans, the tree hole is also very spacious! At this time, those flower demon spirits floating in mid air with lanterns seemed to start to exit neatly, making the light in the tree cave dim a little.

Then

singing?

If you hear me correctly, there is no doubt that it is the song of the rose.

Then, two flower goblins flew in with two silver lanterns. In the light of their light, they no longer wear ordinary leaf petal clothes, but wear a gauze rose, and now they also fly in slowly.

She hummed softly as she flew.

Those languages that I don't quite understand only sound confused to me. After all, God knows what she is singing? Even if she's just singing about what she ate last night?

But even so, the tourists listened with interest one by one.

With the singing of the rose, viscount Ritchie even began to shake his palm constantly.

Then another flower goblin flew in under the light. She and rose kept dancing in mid air, as if they were telling a story?

Then, a large number of flower goblins began to fly in with lanterns, singing and dancing together. It seems to be performing a very sad plot, and it seems to be telling a story

But if you don't understand, you don't understand.

I'm sure if I don't understand, the guys next to me must not understand anything. But even if they didn't understand anything, they were still absorbed in the performance, and some people began to have tears in their eyes.

That's really enough.

I endured my unhappiness and stayed here for more than an hour. This terrible farce was completely over.

The air in the tree cave seems a little cloudy to me. I just want to go outside and have a good breath of fresh air.

After that, my president finally announced the end of the first day and took these people to the rest area for accommodation.

I looked a little and could only say that the accommodation place made by these flower demon spirits was really ridiculous.

Five rooms, different places, different shapes.

There is a tree hole at the root of the tree, and a curtain like room composed of vines is hung at the door.

There are also a mess of tree houses hanging on branches and looking dangerous.

Others are honestly built on the ground, but they are all sewn up by various leaves into a huge leaf bag.

Another is even more ridiculous. A huge open flower. In the middle of the flower bud, there is a bed made of a flower petal, a chair, a wooden table and a lamp. When someone comes to the middle of the flower bud, the open petals around will slowly close and completely wrap the person in it.