Butterflies flew from the sky and landed on the round table. On the numerous empty seats, they turned into beautiful girls wearing long skirts with butterfly wings. The girls also had wings behind them. After appearing in the light, they either smiled and saluted the gods or looked at the four people shyly.

Mr. Lehman was shocked and clumsyly tidied up his hair with his hands. It was normal for Sister Perry and Ms. Bletchette.

"Your wishes are just some very simple things to me. Since you came here to hold a banquet at risk of your life, I am naturally willing to fulfill your wishes."

Now, except for Xia De who has six petals on hand, the other three have four petals on hand, which means that everyone actually won.

"I want the last confirmation."

God looked at Xia De:

"You have obtained the most petals. If you want, I can fulfill one of your wishes. Any wishes, even if you want strength, I can give you. Then, do you really have to give up and give your wish to mortals?"

Ms. Bletchette, Sister Perry and Mr. Lehman looked at Shade with some nervousness. Shade just blinked and had an answer:

"Your wish must be precious to me, but I have made a promise that no matter who gets the most petals in the end, I cannot be considered a winner. Since I once said, I naturally cannot regret it now."

The golden miracle light was blooming on Sister Perry and Ms. Bletchette at this moment. The twelve-level witch officially entered the thirteenth level. Sister Perry's appearance was at least ten years younger. The witch's ladder appeared behind her. Although it was only one short layer, it also meant that the extraordinary road was unfolding in front of her.

At the same time, probably because the power of the old god [Thousand-eyed Fantasy Butterfly] comes from the ancient god [Earth Mother God], so the power of Xia De is very familiar to both women appears on both women.

The power of Sister Perry is undoubtedly "the power of the earth and the fertility realm". This power was passed down to Luvia through her hand bones thousands of years later. Xia De could not directly recognize the power of Ms. Bletchette, but fortunately, the ecstatic witch didn't mind telling Xia De about her new abilities:

"The power of the earth, the memory of the land. Listen to the whispers of the earth and gain strength from the people buried in the earth. At the same time, when encountering abnormal land, consume memories of the land that have been absorbed and reverse the situation of abnormal land."

This sounds very useful, but although it can also reverse the "crazy earth", it is not a special targeted force like Xia De's "healing spiritual energy", so Xia De is not sure what exactly it is.

Moreover, this middle-aged witch was from the fifth era, and Xia De could not guarantee that this power would be passed on to the Forgotten Cult after returning to the Forgotten Cult, you can ask Miss Ruthers for inquiries.

He thought to himself and picked up the wine glass in front of him. The god looked at Mr. Leman at this moment. The gaze of God and his own excitement made the gentleman tremble all over. He knew whether his dream could be realized, and only looked at what happened next.

"Mortal, if you want to win the favor of my relatives, it depends on yourself. I will not go against the wishes of the butterflies, so I will give you a chance. Now the person sitting at the table is my relatives. This banquet will last for three days and three nights. Before leaving, you can try to win the heart of one of them. If you have enough charm and take more than one away, I will not stop you."

The girls' chuckles were connected into pieces, and the crisp sound was even more beautiful than the music played at high altitude. This gentleman, who was around thirty years old, had a particularly bright brown eyes, had extremely three-dimensional facial features, and had a slightly thicker eyebrows, blushed at this moment, and hurriedly picked up the wine glass and took a sip, then coughed with choking.

The scene in front of him was a little beautiful, unlike in the mission of Shufu. Xia De was a little suspicious. At this moment, it was an illusion created by the old god, but he also understood that everything in front of him was real.

The witch Bletchette quietly handed him a parchment scroll, which recorded information about [Rite: Contact with Thousand-Mysterious Butterfly]. Xia De just took a look, remembered the contents, and returned the parchment to her - he walked around with such things, and once they were lost, it would be a big problem.

"I heard that you are not very lover."

There was not much time left, but Xia De could chat with people for a while. He asked his own questions, and the beautiful god also smiled and told Xia De's answer:

"I don't love anyone, so I don't care about you, and I won't make plans or conspiracies against you. You have nothing to do with me, and whether you respond to your wishes has nothing to do with yourself."

"That's right."

Xia De nodded. This mission was a little different from any previous mission. But the same thing was that he had to go through another parting.

Mr. Lehman, Ms. Bletchette and Sister Perry will all see Shade for the last time. If there is no surprise, it will also be Shade for the last time.

Although Mr. Lehman has not yet won the favor of those girls, Xia De knew that his mission had been completed. Bai Wu could appear behind him at any time, and this terrifying underground insect cave experience can be regarded as the warmest one among all his time and space adventures.

The six pink and white petals at hand floated up, forming a blooming flower, and flew to Xia De's palm. Xia De looked at the god unexpectedly, and the god continued:

"I can't let the tree father's followers leave empty-handed. This is an ordinary flower, but maybe when it will play a role that you can't imagine."

A green stem "growed" under the flowers, and Xia De twisted the flower to thank the God of Butterfly. This is a souvenir this time, not precious, but it is a gift given to him by three friends and God.

Suddenly, he looked at the three people who attended the banquet together, and Ms. Bletchette and the others were also looking at Xia De:

"Are you leaving?"

"Yes."

"Will not come back?"

Sister Perry asked, too.

"Yes."

"We cannot express our gratitude to you."

Mr. Lehman said at last.

Xia De shook his head:

"Just as God said-I help you, it has nothing to do with you."

“So, you are”

Mr. Lehman was a little surprised and was looking forward to the answer. But before Shade gave the response, he shook his head:

"No, you don't have to tell us who you are. But, don't you really want to get something from us?"

Shade thought for a while and said to Miss Bletchette:

"If you can still remember me and what happened here after leaving here, please pass on the power of the earth to the [Forgotten Cult]."

"No problem, the earth will remember everything."

The witch said.

Shade said to Sister Perry:

"Nun, you don't have to do anything for me. Just. Thank you for everything you do."

The younger middle-aged nun nodded thoughtfully.

Shade finally said to Mr. Lehman:

"Maybe in a long, long time, I will look for your descendants. Your family can spread for a long time, for a long time you can't imagine. Maybe you can leave some marks for your family that can be passed down. Of course, just do as much as possible, and don't be too embarrassed. We must believe in the gravity of fate. If we are lucky enough, maybe we will already meet your descendants when I don't know."

"I understand that sir, I will use the butterflies as the new emblem of the family."

Mr. Lehman said seriously:

"It is as if you fulfilled your promise. And this is my promise, and it will be fulfilled, and the earth will witness it."

"Oh, there's no need to be so serious. My friend, you just have to do what you can do."

After saying that, Xia De stood up:

"God, please allow me to make a proposal."

He said to God, and after the beautiful god nodded slightly, he raised his wine glass, and the butterflies flew around his arms, playing music corresponding to the tide of the butterfly flying:

"It is the fate that fate gives us to our gathering here and present our own songs and poems in the witness of God. Perhaps after we leave here, we have no chance to meet again, but this does not prevent us from enjoying the moment of the banquet. Friends, please raise our glasses together, and commemorate this banquet, which is not known by anyone, although it is equally grand and important, even in the autumn of the fifth century 4791."

Ms. Bletchette, Sister Perry and Mr. Lehman also raised their glasses together:

"Celebrating our meeting at this moment and honoring each other."

The four of them touched each other in the air, then raised their heads and drank the red wine in one go.

[Foreigner, you have felt the "miracle".]

[Flowers and butterflies are the descendants of the earth, and the colorful light and bizarre fantasy are the last time in the whispers of the old days. When the god of the butterflies overlooks the earth, perhaps what she sees is just the dreamland left by the earth.]

[Your spell [Power of Earth·Healing Aura] has been enhanced. New casting materials are added: petals. When using soil and petals to cast spells at the same time, the casting consumption will be reduced and the casting effect will be improved.]

"I am the only ordinary person among us, but I will definitely try my best to remember this adventure and this experience that has been imprinted into the soul. Respect everyone!"

Mr. Leman was a little excited and a little melancholy. When he put down his glass with excitement, he clearly saw the butterfly girl sitting diagonally opposite him, and was blinking at him curiously and shyly.

The white thick fog appeared behind Xia De. The mission was completed and it was time for him to leave.

Xia De put the cup firmly on the table and said goodbye to the gods:

"Can they return to their hometown safely?"

"Yes."

"Please allow me to express my gratitude again. This banquet is really good. I have attended the blood banquet twice and fought with the blood-sucking duke at the cocktail party, but those banquets are not as good as yours."

He said sincerely, but the God of Butterfly smiled and said:

"Maybe you can leave the words of praise to the two beautiful red butterflies imprisoned in your palm. The visitor favored by the tree father, I can give you a last reminder for another party you are about to hold."

If there is no accident, this should refer to the "Feast of Mother Earth" of the selected person.

"Please say it."

"A dangerous guy is about to borrow that banquet to come to the material world. You must prepare for it."

Xia De blinked:

"Yes, I get it."

He bowed again, said goodbye to his new friends, and then turned toward Baiwu.

Only when Xia De completely disappeared did the god sigh in a boring sigh:

"Interesting stories are always rare. Before the end of this era, there is probably only one chance like this. It's so good, shining by the silver moon."

The butterfly group appeared at Sister Perry's hand with a silver flute:

"Take this into your grave and he will get this gift."

"Yes."

The nun said solemnly, holding the silver flute tightly:

“This is my promise.”
To be continued...