"Sister Debra, how are you doing with my affairs?"
Dark room.
Ambiguous light.
There is a special smell in the air.
The white gauze curtain blocked the view.
Intermittent breathing sounds continued to come from behind the veil.
Debra was looking at the gauze that was shaking along with the big bed with an expressionless face.
This is not the first time she has encountered such a scene.
Although the scene is a bit unsightly and some suppressed growls are conveyed from time to time, it is for those cute and shiny little coins.
Debra said that this kind of scene is not unacceptable to her.
"Sister Muriel, I have initially made contact with that man."
"According to the information I have learned, I know that the other party's name is Sauron, and he is a young nobleman with the title of baron."
"And the other person knows a lot, and he doesn't look like he was born into a noble family."
"He recognized many strange-looking monsters in the shop where my sister often buys biscuits, and accurately called their names."
Not long after Debra finished speaking, a high-pitched female voice accompanied by a male growl resounded throughout the room.
After the sound.
The dark room regained its long-lost calm.
Debra stood quietly in front of the gauze curtain and waited for a short while before a faint female voice came from behind the gauze curtain.
"Oh? Really?"
"Does Sister Debra know where they want to go?"
The owner of the voice was still hiding in the big bed behind the gauze screen and never showed up, but there was a bit of surprise in the lazy and charming voice, which made people have some thoughts.
Muriel knew that Sauron was not alone this time.
She had noticed the little caravan while on the second floor of Debra's house.
There were about twenty or thirty people.
The leading chocobo was so beautiful that Muriel could not find any creature in the small town of Mirante that could compare with it.
"Sister Muriel, if he didn't lie to me, then their final destination on this trip should be Waterdeep City."
"But I have given away the address here."
"If he comes back and passes through Mirante again, we might have some chance."
The person Debra refers to is Sauron who left the town of Mirant and went to Waterdeep City.
"Oh, that's it!"
"That's a pity."
After a tearful lament.
The slightly dim room fell into silence again.
But the silence didn't last long.
The depressing and rhythmic breathing gradually became the main theme again.
"Sister Muriel, if there is nothing else, I will leave first."
Faced with Debra's farewell, Muriel did not reply, but was immersed in physical and mental comfort.
Debra was accustomed to such scenes. After taking a deep look at the blurry figure behind the veil, she immediately turned around and left the room, which made her feel extremely uncomfortable physically and mentally.
Muriel paid no attention to this.
Behind the gauze, on a huge red soft bed, three men, one woman and four naked bodies were lying on it without any obstruction.
As time goes by.
The appearance of a handsome man who was once young and strong began to look older, his shiny hair became dry and pale, and his tight skin began to become loose.
to the opposite.
Muriel's complexion looked even more rosy and attractive.
But this doesn't come without a price.
The already fat body actually grew a little strangely as the "dry bamboo pole" behind him shook again and again.
However, Sauron did not know what happened in the small town of Mirante.
The convoy stopped and stopped all the way after leaving the small town of Mirante, and encountered no emergencies on the road.
After another two hours of bumpy rides, a huge city wall appeared in the eyes of the group, and the roads in the fields became wider as they got closer to the city.
Roads from all directions finally converge on this broad avenue leading directly to the city gate.
At the same time, there are more and more pedestrians and convoys coming from different directions and places on this sea plain.
Among them were adventurers who had returned from a hunting trip, and the simple trailer behind them was dragging monsters of various shapes.
There are beaver beasts from the Xialong Mountains next door to the plain.
Some also come ashore to forage for shield crabs that have been killed by hunters.
Or the spotted frog that inhabits many rivers in the plains.
This is a frog-like monster that is very similar in appearance to a toad.
But there are no exceptions.
These are some of the more common low-level ordinary monsters.
In addition to the adventurers who returned home with great achievements, there are also many adventurers who are full of cumin.
A group of traveling merchants traveling to various small towns in the Haiji Plain also rushed towards the big city in the distance.
There are many small teams like Zoro in their early twenties and less than thirty years.
The originally smooth roads also encountered traffic jams as expected.
Compared to those chocobos with terrible coats, Alice has undoubtedly become the center of attention once again at this moment.
"Hey, little brother, how do you raise a bird like this!"
Just as Peter was holding Alice's reins, waiting for the convoy in front to move.
Next to her, a tall, strong man with short brown hair and a dark complexion came over curiously and looked at Alice, who was being held by Peter in his hand, with envy.
It was just that Pete seemed a little wary when faced with the sudden conversation from a stranger.
Sauron's previous warning is still fresh in my mind at this moment.
In addition, Alice always asked how to feed her when she came, which made Peter have to be cautious.
"Well!"
"Alice is Lord Zoro's chocobo."
After giving the other party a perfunctory sentence, Peter had time to take a good look at the other party.
Tall stature.
The sad stubble.
A dark but determined face.
It's hard to imagine that such a rough man was a breeder of chocobos.
Because Peter also saw a pulling rein in the opponent's hand.
Look in the direction of the reins.
A pure white chocobo was standing next to the other party obediently.
Its size is larger than Alice's.
The pure white feathers are not stained with a trace of dust.
The quiet look made Peter feel that the person standing next to him was not a chocobo, but a beautiful lady.
As a third-generation chocobo breeder, Pete can clearly see that its breeder is also caring for it with great care.
Just as Peter was watching the chocobo next to the big man.
Chocobo seemed to have noticed a stranger looking at him secretly.
The originally quiet appearance began to become slightly agitated and nervous.