"No, he is just a mortal, how can he be qualified to do anything on your wings? At most, I can tell it at a glance." Gray shook his head slightly, denying her guess.

"I just think that your wings can remain active even after leaving your body. It carries your strength. If we use some means when the wings return to you, we may restore your strength."

Gray didn't keep it a secret and just said his thoughts.

Of course, Marifison's wings would not be ordinary wings. If the ordinary wings were cut off, they would be necrotic. It would not be like they would grow on her for more than ten years.

Even after leaving her body for so many years, Marifison's wings can still remain active and can move independently on their own. It contains 100% of the power of Marifison, and the amount is still large, which makes it still grow behind her after leaving Marifison.

"Restore strength!" Marifison raised his head in surprise, not so eager to take his wings back.

Compared to power, waiting for a while is nothing. She needs this power to protect the forest and protect Arrow.

With a box to put her wings away, Gray smiled and said, "I'll study your power, maybe there will be a breakthrough."

As they fell from the sky together, Ello came over, looked at Marifison's back curiously, and couldn't help but ask, "Fairy Godmother, where are your wings?"

Didn’t I say I went to get my own wings? Why are these golden wings still? The godmother’s wings are black?

Or is it that because I have been separated from my godmother for too long, the pair of wings can no longer be used?

Ailo's mind kept coming up with questions, guessing various possibilities.

"At me, I want to try to help her restore her strength." Grey stepped on the soft grass, found a shaded place to sit down, and took out the box.

The glass cabinet in the box was broken, and the black wings were rushing around in the box. It seemed that the box was opened, and the wings flew out.

Grey calmly stretched out a finger and blocked the black wings. When the wings came outside the box, they instantly turned into huge wings one or two meters high, and they were still struggling, intending to break away from his control.

"So beautiful!" Arrow stepped forward and gently stroked his wings, feeling like he was touching something soft and silky, and the touch felt great.

Gray looked at Marifison, and before he could speak, Marifison seemed to have understood what he meant, shook his head slightly, "I can't control it now, but I have a strong desire to let it go back to my back."

"I think, although it has no thinking, it probably has such an instinct to reunite with me."

"The closer we get to each other, the stronger this desire and instinct will be." Marifison glanced at her wings reluctantly, "I'll go to the forest to see you, you can continue to study."

"Go and get Carlisle to have another bottle of potion." Grey shouted from behind.

Carlisle studied the potion that restored Marifison, and although the potion did not successfully awaken her power, it also made her feel a little. With this wing as a guide, it might be successful.

But before this, let him see what magical wings are, and they can escape from the subject and survive.

Marifison left here and flew towards the hill that Carlisle chose for her. When she arrived at the hill, she found that Carlisle had built a tall two-story building, built with vines, not big, but had an elegant and close to nature charm.

She is now cultivating the surrounding land with magical vines, as if she is planning to open up a piece of farmland.

Some elves were helping her and moved some flowers and plants to other places.

Marifison did not disturb her building. She was not in a hurry yet. It took Gray a lot of time to study her wings.

When Carlisle saw her coming, he stopped smiling and turned around and walked over. A set of vine tables and chairs were formed in front of her, and the green leaves on the vine were still shaking with dewdrops.

"Marifison, have you taken back your wings?" she asked, although she was a question, her tone was very certain.

She knew Gray's strength. If the king went back on his word and made him lose face, he would definitely go to the castle to reason with him and ask him for his wings.

So there was only one result, nothing more than that it was sent by Stephen or that His Majesty the King went to pick it up in person.

Marifison nodded with a smile, "It's already taken back, Gray said that there is my power in his wings, which can help me restore my strength."

"I understand, I will provide you with the best bottle of potion." Carlisle said confidently, patting his chest.

"What are you?"

Carlisle raised his head proudly, and the light of wisdom flashed across the corners of his eyes, and he spoke with extraordinary certainty.

"If you could directly draw your strength, you would have replaced these wings long ago, but you didn't, which means you still need some things."

"Hmph, the previous few failures were not because my potion was not good, some of your feelings were proof.

Although my potion cannot directly restore your strength, it can strengthen your perception of your own strength. If you insist on taking it, you may be able to restore your strength one day.

Now that you have your own wings as the introduction, if you add my potion, the probability of success will definitely increase greatly."

Marifison applauded gently, admiring, "Carlisle, your wisdom is comparable to the sun in the sky, I'll ask you about the potion."

Carlisle's tail suddenly rose to the sky, and she always flattered behind Gray. Unexpectedly, she was also complimented.

Marifison gave her enough face, and Carlisle said she would prepare the materials immediately and she would get the potion tomorrow.

Marifison was guaranteed to leave with satisfaction and no longer disturb Carlisle's continued land reclamation.

Carlisle's heart is indeed great, but she does not open up a large piece of land directly, but opens up a small piece of farmland every once in a distance.

According to her plan, she will plant independent potions on each farmland and will not affect other farmlands.

And she would hire elves to work for herself, and the reward was food, and food and wine attracted elves.

It’s not a elves, but for most elves, food and wine are very attractive to them.

"Thank you Belle!" If she hadn't been helping Belle often, her cooking skills might be one step away from being able to eat. After all, she used to have a title and was usually served by someone.

Marifison left here and continued to fly into the forest.

At this time, she had reached the junction of light and darkness. She had no reluctance to the darker forests, and flew over with her wings.

Suddenly, Marifison spread her wings in the air, and Fengliu stopped her.

Her eyes fell among the flowers below. On the tree, she saw three familiar figures. Although she hadn't seen them for many years, she obviously would not forget any familiar elves, and she recognized them.
Chapter completed!