The streets of Shetou are still as dirty and messy as ever. Fortunately, Fisher came here at noon and afternoon. If he came at night, the place would be really "lively".
By then, both sides of this dirty street will be either overrun by poisonous insects, smugglers selling you various rare products, or ladies selling their nights.
The environment here is also very bad, there are basically no public facilities, and all kinds of crime breed here. Even the police chief will be stolen down to his underwear when he comes here, so old Jack wants to move away from here so much. This place is very important to him.
It's really too bad for those three cute little granddaughters.
When Fisher pushed open the door of Old Jack's tavern, his scarred face was looking at the door in a daze. When Mr. Nellie with a cane appeared in front of him, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked like a man.
Thank God.
"Fortunately, I have a friend like you who can help, otherwise I would really throw her out. But she is still a woman after all. If she lies like this on the streets of Snake Head all night, she won't even have any bones left."
.”
Old Jack spoke with contempt, but this could not hide his kindness towards this guest. After all, he also had three demi-human children. Although he still had many prejudices against demi-humans at the beginning, after getting along for a long time, he became more and more mature.
All I have left is my biased mouth, and sometimes I can't stand the three lovely girls' requests to buy nuts.
Fisher smiled, took off his gentleman's hat, and asked,
"Where is that demi-human?"
"Here, follow me."
Old Jack did not lead Fisher toward the basement this time. He placed the demi-human in the utility room behind the tavern. He was not worried about letting this unknown lady and the three mice
Ethnic girls stay together.
When the door of the utility room was pushed open, the narrow space inside was revealed. At this moment, the space was completely occupied by a female demi-human with wheat-colored skin. The demi-human had long red hair and closed eyes.
His breathing and breathing were very regular, and he looked like he was sleeping soundly.
The entire utility room was filled with a strong smell of wine and saltpeter. I wonder if the smell of saltpeter came from the demihuman in front of me.
Looking carefully, the skin of the Na sub race is healthy, and the face is even more valiant. He is wearing a cloak, but at this moment, because he is sleeping, the cloak is open, revealing the cool corset and trousers underneath. She
His lower abdomen is exposed, and he obviously has muscle lines that have been exercised for a long time. He looks stronger than many men.
After looking carefully, Fisher discovered that there were two scimitars wrapped in wooden scabbards hidden behind the lady's cloak. The curve of the scimitars was weird. Fisher had never seen anything like this before.
A cold weapon, two scimitars, one long and one short. The short handle is engraved with extremely complex black patterns and looks much more noble than the longer one.
But what really attracted Fisher was this lady's very unique physical characteristics. In the lady's long red hair, four twisted, obsidian-like corners grew out irregularly, and they were constantly flashing like lava.
The same pattern. And in the lady's cloak, a long and slender tail extended out, and an arrow-shaped part was born at the end of the tail.
The characteristics of her sub-race are very obvious, but even Fisher has never seen what type this sub-race belongs to, and he has read all the classics about sub-race records known to mankind.
...
In other words, there are no books so far that record what kind of demi-human the creature in front of you is?
"She came here the day before yesterday, and then she got drunk that night and slept until now?"
"Yeah." Old Jack was a little angry when he mentioned this. He glanced at the demi-human sleeping soundly with her mouth open on the ground. If she hadn't been breathing continuously, he would have thought that this demi-human was in his shop.
She was drunk to death, "She drank three large glasses of rum and two bottles of distilled spirits, and then she lay motionless on the table without paying!"
"Did she never wake up even once..."
"Who knows, I have other things to do, so I can't keep staring at her. Anyway, she hasn't moved at all since she fell asleep. She probably hasn't woken up..." Just as Old Jack was about to continue talking.
At that moment, there was a sudden knock on the basement door outside. He paused slightly, looked over there and said, "Oh, Karma and the others called me... You can watch here first to see if there is any way to get her."
Wake up, or if you are interested in taking her away, I know you like to study these demi-human species the most."
Fisher didn't respond to him. He just walked over to the sleeping demi-human and squatted down. He reached out and touched the female demi-human's lower abdomen. The muscles were very hard, as if they had been forged with a hammer.
It was as hard as refined iron. In that muscle, her navel was small and moved slowly with her breathing.
According to Old Jack, he almost gave this demi-human a slap in the face. He couldn't bear to call her no matter what. She was really the only one sleeping with her like this...
Fisher had never seen this strange-looking demi-human race before. Seeing that the demi-human in front of him had not moved yet, Fisher took out his own from his arms and prepared to use the power of the manual to judge the sub-human race in front of him.
kind of.
When he was in the Southern Continent before, Fisher had discovered many unnamed sub-human species. Even if he didn't recognize it, if he opened the manual, it would help him identify the name of this sub-human species. The premise is that the observing sub-human species must
It has to be a female.
The moment the manual was spread out, illusory words appeared in front of Fisher. Many pages at the back of "Dragon Man" were divided into columns out of thin air, and golden words automatically appeared there.
The book was written in words that Fisher could read. It said,
【Demon Species】.
Fisher's eyes moved slightly, looking at the text that appeared next,
[Please select a research individual, the number of available individuals is 0/1]
Um?
Why is there only two available individuals when studying dragons and witches, but only one for other races? Is it because it is a prophecy of annihilation? If it is a race recorded in the prophecy of annihilation, there will be one more spot!
Fisher, who seemed to have discovered some kind of pattern, then looked at the illusory text below,
【Eliog, Duke Demon】
[Contributor’s reminder: Researching higher-level subraces will bring higher risks and benefits at the same time. Owners should choose accordingly]
A high-level demi-race?
This is the first time Fisher has received such a special comment from a supplementary manual, and it is also the first time Fisher has heard the term demon species. Previously, his concept of demons came entirely from ancient mythological books collected by the church.
, that is, those ugly monsters that confuse people in the traditional impression.
And the person in front of me...
Fisher looked up and just wanted to take a look at the appearance of this demon, but she saw that the demon in front of her had opened her eyes and stared at Fisher who was squatting in front of her.
Her eyes are not like those of humans, but are bright red as a whole, like natural luminous stones, and there are circles and circles of strange lines in the pupils like fire snakes.
She just looked at Fisher quietly in front of her. It was obvious that the temperature in the room was much higher than outside, but under the gaze of her eyes, Fisher suddenly felt cold.
But the next second, the stinging coldness suddenly disappeared. The demon lay there and twitched his nose, looked at Fisher and said,
"Well, you have a nasty smell, and you have two smells."
She can speak Nali, but her speaking style is not like that of an orthodox Nali person. On the contrary, she can't speak clearly like rolling lava.
Fisher's hands were still open at this moment, but she didn't seem to notice the items in her hands, but looked at Fisher's face carefully.
"Disgusting smell?"
Eliog didn't get up. After looking at her for several seconds, she yawned and nodded and said,
"Ah, it probably smells like burnt volcanic worms without any dipping sauce. It smells really bad anyway... ow..."
At the end of the sentence, she yawned again sleepily, as if she hadn't had enough sleep, and then she stretched out her finger and pointed at Fisher in front of her.
"But you don't smell like the person I'm looking for, so just bear with it... By the way, where am I now? Why do I feel like my memory is a little blurry? Well, what am I doing here?
Drink? Or sleep?"
She struggled to move her brain, and then she slumped into a pile of debris behind her as if she had given up. She changed into a comfortable position and prepared to close her eyes.
"Forget it, I'm too lazy to think about it, let's just sleep for a while, after all, sleeping is really comfortable. Good night, human, I won't send you off."
How could Fisher let this guy continue to sleep? He took the opportunity to put the completed manual in his arms and said to her,
"You drank here the day before yesterday and have been sleeping for almost two days. If you don't get up, the store will throw you out."
After saying this, the demon in front of him remained motionless, but the tail behind him suddenly raised up. At this moment, Fisher discovered that the end of her arrow-shaped tail began to flicker with a small ball of light.
Fireball.
Well, will the end of a demon's tail be ignited when it is conscious?
"Ah, that's right...wait for me to think about what I'm doing here. It's so annoying. Why do I have to think about this?"
She looked at the ceiling of the utility room in despair and irritability and thought for a long time, then touched her head and sat up, and suddenly said,
"Ah, I remembered. I came here to hunt down criminals, but because chasing criminals was too troublesome, I prepared to drink some wine before setting off. After drinking some wine, I felt very tired, so I had to take a rest first.
, fell asleep in the tavern. Ah, thank you for reminding me, I have to get up to work again now, wait until I pay you..."
Despite her words, she had no motivation at all, and seemed to have no interest in the so-called "work". However, at this moment, she seemed to have finally woken up from the sleepiness, and she subconsciously reached out and entered
She fumbled around in the pocket of her corset, but didn't seem to find anything, so her expression suddenly became unnatural.
She secretly glanced at Fisher in front of her, and after feeling his gaze staring at her, she glanced at the closed environment around her, and her face became even stiffer again.
Fisher seemed to have discovered something. He glanced at the other party's somewhat evasive gaze, and suddenly guessed,
"You...don't you have money to pay for the drinks you drink?"
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