Start a Dungeon

"Courage?" Ethel was surprised when he heard it, and then asked quickly: "When will you come out?"

　　 Lott looked at her starry eyes, smiled and stretched out his index finger to the head of the opponent, and said, "I will give it to you when I go back."

　　 "Can't it work now?" Ethel insisted.

　　 Lott pointed to Nora, who was singing right next to him, and the two over-aged aunts who were going to grab wheat next to him.

　　 finally started: "This place is too noisy, you know, creation requires an environment."

　　 "Didn't you have done it? Just hum the tune and I promise to make it up!"

　　 Seeing Ethel's eager look, Lot thought for a while, just about to try to nod.

　　 At this time, Susan grabbed the microphone in Nora's hand with both hands and began to stammer loudly. The other two unwillingly tugged at the microphone and screamed with all their strength.

　　 The aunts' volume was louder one by one, and the three of them screamed directly in the end.

　　 Needless to say, Ethel himself has begun to truly realize:

　　 Creation really requires an environment.

　　 Just as Ethel was covering his ears to let the aunts stop, Wendell mysteriously approached Lott and asked: "Boy, I'll ask you something."

　　 "What?" Lott turned his head to look at him strangely.

　　 "The female agent who just came in, do you have her contact information?"

　　 Lot: ""

　　 Maybe, this can't be called a dog to eat shit.

　　 I was still bashfully seeking his wife's forgiveness before, but now I started to think about the arrival of other people's agents.

　　 Lotte shook his face, then raised his head and said:

　　 "Listen to Wendell, you may not understand, but please remember one thing: If you dare to hit the female agent's idea, your wife will definitely castrate you, understand?"

　　 Wendell: "Σ(⊙▽⊙‘a"

There are many agents in the Blue Fire Group, and there are only a few special-level agents. Those who can reach this level indicate that their execution ability and emotional intelligence are high to a certain level, and they can manage what they need for the parties. Everything, at the same time, is one of the few employees who have seen Lott himself, and it can be regarded as a high-level treatment.

　　 As long as they are there, Nora doesn't need to do too much, as long as she can sing in peace and improve her abilities.

　　 But if that beautiful female agent is attacked by the old pervert in front of her, then she will be embarrassed to get along with Nora, besides, there is only one Special Agent who is free at the moment, and the others will not have time at all.

　　 Realizing this, Lott turned around Wendell's stunned effort and quickly ordered the goblin to give the agent a monitoring position to prevent her from contacting the old guy. Once he found out, he immediately stopped it.

　　Everything must be guarded before it happens, otherwise it will be troublesome to deal with it at the time.

　　 Get it here, and the noise over there is finally over. After the aunts were tired from shouting, they sat back on the sofa and picked up the watermelon on the table and started gnawing up, and then giggled at each other.

　　Perhaps, this is their friendship that has been indelible for hundreds of years.

　　 Lott got up and went out, teleported back to the palace, and after humming it out, he returned to the box again.

　　 The aunts are much more settled. It may be that the throat has become dumb just now. At this time, they are sitting quietly listening to Fiona singing.

　　 Lott walked in gently and sat down beside Ethel.

　　 In the eyes of others, he just went to the bathroom.

　　 Then, Lott secretly placed a USB flash drive next to Ethel, and she quietly put it away.

　　 The whole process is like the two people are engaged in some kind of indescribable dirty transaction.

　　 When Ithel got the USB flash drive, he quickly glanced aside, and then quickly put on the headphones and listened to it.

　　 There is still Lot's incomplete humming sound, this sound has not been heard by anyone except Ethel, not even Maria.

　　 I'm sorry after all.

　　 not only has the tones, but also the lyrics that Lot faintly remembers. Although some are missing, Ethel has a way to make up for it.

　　 Seeing his master composer with his eyes closed and earphones shaking his head next to him, Lott looked forward slightly.

　　 After a while, Fiona finished singing.

　　 Everyone began to applaud her. When Susan turned to look at Ethel, she found that she was wearing headphones, holding her own harp, and bowing her head while strumming something.

　　 "Good...good grandson, what are you doing...what are you doing?" Susan asked closer.

　　 After listening, the others turned their heads and looked here.

　　 "Shh~~" Lott stretched out his hand to silence, and then said softly, "She is writing a song for Nora."

"Eh?!!"

　　 Several people widened their eyes and couldn't help but exclaimed. Then they hurriedly covered their mouths, poking their heads and staring curiously.

　　 But a few people watched it for a long time, but they didn't understand it.

　　 Time went by little by little, and Ethel was working on music composing selflessly there. In order not to disturb her, several other people waited quietly, and finally all fell asleep.

　　 When Ithel finished composing the music~www.NovelMTL.com~ he took a long sigh of relief, then looked up and looked around, only to find that all these guys were asleep.

"Are you ready?"

　　 Lott asked while sitting beside her with her legs intertwined while holding coffee.

"Well, take a look." Ethel handed over the score excitedly, Lott took a few symbolic glances, and then smiled back to her and said, "It looks okay, you can play and sing it again. "

　　 "Oh, no problem boss."

　　 When the harp sounded, Lott raised his head and closed his eyes and listened quietly.

　　 Once upon a time, it was the same when I met her for the first time. I gave the song here and sang it after finishing it over there.

　　 Time flies quickly. At that time, the entire city has grown from its initial scale to a super metropolis that everyone yearns for.

　　 After all, it’s only 3 or 4 months now.

　　With energy, any city can rise from the ground.

　　 Of course, the most top talents are inseparable from within, such as witches, goblins, and the elves in front of them.

The underground city can be regarded as a multi-ethnic city, because of this, each race will bring the specialties of their respective hometowns and integrate them, so that the material life of the entire city becomes more colorful and the cultural environment also changes. Get more and more vigorous and full of vigor.

　　 This is a miracle in other cities.

　　 When Lott recovered from his thoughts, Ethel finished singing his song, and then turned his head and asked excitedly: "How is it?!"

　　 "I don't sing well." Lott still commented with a smile as usual.