Chapter 42: The early morning of the Rangers Association!

"Yeah...! It's finally finished!"

Feng Kan gently put down the tools in his hand, and the next moment he jumped up and started dancing...

After half a month of hard work, he finally completed the first batch of works after arriving in this world on this day!

That’s right! It’s the first batch, not one! For a group of figures, the lack of any member is an irreparable shortcomings!

"God Lord! Are you okay?" Hearing the old otaku's room, Seiya broke in recklessly! Although the Holy Five Little Qiang no longer called the old otaku with the scary name, they were still the same in private! Feng Kan was lazy to deal with these trivial matters, and they would do whatever they like!

"Go! What's going to happen to me!" Feng Kan shouted happily, but his tone was more of a kind joke. He was in a very good mood now!

Like any creator, Feng Kan devoted all his efforts to each work! For him, watching the inanimate clay, plastic, and condensed resin gradually turn into different expressions in his hands, and lifelike cartoon characters are the most satisfying thing!

"It's nothing! Close the door first, and I'll give you a surprise later! Huh..." The old otakus smiled mysteriously.

"Oh!" Seiya didn't think too much, and inexplicably grabbed his head and took them with him obediently...

"So... " Feng Kan rubbed his hands and turned around and smiled at the newly prepared figures, "Then... it's almost time to wake you up..."

The long-lost starlight swam again among the two heraldic emblems in his hand...

"So...so dazzling!"

The room was full of golden light, and the dazzling light made people unable to open their eyes. The old otakus reached out to cover it in front of him, squinted his eyes and observed the situation opposite through the gaps in his fingers...

After a while, the dazzling light slightly restrained, and there were twelve figures shining brightly in the room...

"God Lord!" After a moment of silence, the twelve golden figures knelt down on one knee with their hands stroking their chests and holding each other in one knee. Cheng was a neat line to salute the old otaku!

Twelve people, twelve kinds of voices, either slender, feminine, rough, bold, peaceful, or indifferent...

But every distinctive voice is filled with the same indescribable joy...

"Okay! OK! Everyone get up! We won't be happy here!" The old otakus was so happy that he scratched his head. This was his first large number of revival figures, because he found that the heralds on his hand began to grow like life!

At this moment, a black line as thick as the original line was each grown at the bottom of the ten black "rings", extending from the base of the fingers along the finger bones to the wrist! There are two parallel circles on the wrist, and the two lines above and below are also filled with strange symbols...

Will this ability evolve? With such a question, the old otakus began to do experiments, and the goal of the experiment was these twelve figures from the same system...

Well... when it comes to this, everyone must have known who these people are long ago, right? That's right! Of course, it's our twelve golden ggs shining with golden light!

The next morning.

Portral Rangers Association Headquarters.

Meryl sat behind the counter as usual, sorting out the various tasks assigned to the present day. It was too early now. The various client would not have been entrusted so early, unless he was really anxious!

The hall of the Rangers Association is a bit like a tavern. Log wooden tables and chairs are scattered in the wide hall. Many diligent Rangers are already sitting in front of the tables in groups. While waiting for today's work, they also whispered their experiences! The hall is filled with a slight buzzing sound, but this sound is not annoying, but it has a vibrant atmosphere!

Meryl is a grassland elves. She does not have the tall and elegant figures of those distant cousins ​​living in the forest! In order to adapt to life on the grassland, the grassland elves are very petite. If it weren't for the sharp ears, they might have been mistaken for children who have not grown up!

But this does not mean that the grassland elves are ugly. On the contrary, they are elves after all! Except for height, every grassland elves are exactly the same as forest elves. Their height of about 1.4 meters cannot cover up their beauty! Their petiteness is not as short and thick as a dwarf, and the ratio of hands, feet, head and body is so perfect, without any sense of incongruity! It is like reducing an adult beautiful woman to a certain proportion!

The prairie elves are not as arrogant and noble as their distant cousins. On the contrary, what they like most is to deal with other races. They are as fresh and pleasant as the wind on the prairie! They like to stay in one place for a while, then drift away like the wind, bringing the stories here to another place, and then feeling the joys, sorrows and sorrows of people in another place...

Meryl has been working at the headquarters of the Potlar Rangers Association for nearly twenty years! She is only in her 140s this year! For an elf with a long life, she is still too young. According to the elf's standards, she is not yet adult, so she cannot travel alone! So she happily accepted the job of this receptionist, because this is a place where you can contact all kinds of people!

"Clang clang!"

The big copper bell hanging on the gate rang, and the sound indicated that a guest was coming.

"Welcome to Rangers! Is there anything we need to help?"

Meryl put down the documents in her hand as soon as possible and raised her head. Her pretty little face was full of a kind and sweet smile! Everyone who came to the Rangers Association entrusted the task was because they had difficulties that they could not solve! It was the first rule of the Rangers' Code of Law to help those in difficulties...

The Rangers who were chatting stopped talking and looked towards the gate...

Meryl's smile froze on her face for the first time. A bear girl walked in with a cute little yellow thing in her hand. Twelve other men came in one after another...

The most eye-catching thing is not the cute bear girl with round and big eyes, but these twelve young men who look very different from last year.

These twelve men are so distinctive: a man with violet hair actually has two "eyes" on his eyebrows! The strong man behind him is taller than the strongest bear warrior Meryl has ever seen! A blue-haired young man with a tear mole under the corner of his right eye is even more beautiful, making the young grassland elf feel a little jealous! A thin black-haired man with thin hair always burst into cold light, and he seemed to be like a sharp sword unsheathed! A beautiful man with long golden hair always maintained a peaceful expression on his face. What's strange is that he kept his eyes closed from beginning to end...

Except for the man as strong as the bear clan and a guy with an evil look on his face, the others are either strong or beautiful, and they all seem so outstanding...

It is such a group of young men with distinctive characteristics, but their clothes are surprisingly consistent: white suits! white shirts! white trousers! black leather shoes and the silky white and wide collar tied to the collar...

After entering, these people did not rush to walk towards the counter, but looked around. Everyone's eyes were filled with a slight look of overwhelming aura. Generally, people with this aura would leave an indelible impression! And they should be people with certain identities and status! But Meryl had never seen them in Portral for so long!

Thirteen people completely ignored the curious eyes of others. After looking at the environment here for a while, they each found a seat next to a large round table and sat down!

"Who are they?" The Rangers around were aroused by these strange people and muttered quietly below.

"I don't know! I've never seen it before!"

"It seems that the nobles who came to the royal capital to work in the territory! But they are too young, aren't they?"

"I don't look like it! Look at them! Even an outsider can tell that they are all martial artists with extraordinary skills! Are they here to travel to the capital?"

"Warriors can dress so beautifully? Don't joke! How can they fight with people in that kind of clothes? Besides, if they are really skilled warriors, what will they do in the Rangers Association? What will they not solve for themselves if they don't solve them?"

"I think the young men from which big families should be here to see the new things! Look! That bear girl! That must be a bodyguard!"

"But I think it seems they are protecting that girl?"

The thirteen strange visitors ignored the surprised gazes of the others and just exchanged their eyes. Then, a man with long blue hair and green pupils stood up and walked straight towards the counter...

Meryl felt that her heart was about to jump out. Her sisters often said that many people among humans have handsome appearances that are no less than elves! She didn't believe it before, but now she thinks that what her sisters say is completely underestimating these humans...

The deep and green pupils were so charming, with a hint of pity in peace and inadvertently. Although the long blue hair stood erect behind him, it did not give people a messy impression. Instead, it added a wild masculinity to his handsome and elegant face!

Meryl just watched the man walk up to him and said something in his soft and magnetic voice. As for what he was saying, Meryl's brain had no space left to deal with it...

"Sister... Miss... Miss!"

"Ah!?" The blue-haired man's voice gradually became clear. Meryl couldn't help but be shocked, lowered her head in panic, blushing so much that even her pointed long ears became hot...

"Are you okay?" asked the blue-haired man softly, his eyes full of concern. In order to keep this look on him, Meryl felt that he would be willing to die soon!

"Yes, I'm sorry!" But she hasn't forgotten her job yet, "Will you need any help?"

"Sorry! I'm not here to entrust work." The blue-haired man smiled apologetically, "If you can, please read this letter first!"

As he said that, the blue-haired man took out a scroll made of animal crust paper from his arms and handed it to Meryl.

"..." Meryl opened the scroll and read it, then widened her eyes in surprise! The contents in the scroll were nothing special, just an ordinary letter of introduction, which guaranteed the character and ability of these people! What surprised her was the signature of the letter of introduction, with a few big words written on it, and the name was - Rodman King Rhine Eichmann!
Chapter completed!