Son of the Olden Days

"Oh!" The girl was obviously unconvinced, but Saul glared indifferently in her arms, and finally compromised.

She has short, tender grass-colored hair, and even her eyes are light green. She has pale skin, big eyes, small nose, small mouth and a pointed face. She is also a refreshing and beautiful pocket girl. It's just a little petite, and he can barely reach Thor's chest when he stands up straight.

"Dwarf? Halfling?" Saul tried to ask his own judgment. He didn't mention the dwarf because of the difference in height. Moreover, the race in the impression that would trip over his own beard did not seem to be able to grow such an exquisite appearance.

"I'm a fairy, Igrit." The girl bulged her mouth and announced her name in a muffled voice. It seemed that she was a little annoyed by Thor's misunderstanding of the dwarf races. It seems that in the human world, she has encountered various problems because of her height. Kind of sight.

"Fairy? How could a fairy be so big?" Thor murmured subconsciously.

The girl raised her eyebrows, and quietly looked down at her chest with some joy.

"You want to be beautiful! I'm talking about your body shape. The fairies I saw in the book are not all the size of a palm, with several pairs of transparent wings on their backs, flying buzzing like a feather worm. Did it fly away?" Saul said gruffly.

"The kind you are talking about is the fairy of the forest, and I am a dark fairy. The book you read is probably written by my squirrel, and you are the feather worm." The girl murmured, but her queen The half sentence is in the lingua franca of mainland China.

It seems that her race should not have frequent contact with humans, so she still retains the habit of the mainland lingua franca. However, since this young girl can mix around the human settlements, it is obvious that the human language is also well mastered.

As for what kind of goblin the dark goblin is, Thor knows nothing about it. He had only seen it in books once, saying that the dark elves were a treacherous and cruel race. As for the description of the dark elves, he had never touched it.

Many ethnic classifications on this continent are too complicated, and even if you have enough knowledge and experience, it is not easy to figure it out.

For example, a simple orc race, as far as Thor now knows, there are several kinds.

A petite orc with pointed ears covered with animal hair. There is also a strong race that has no hairy green skin and runs around carrying a blanket all day long. It exists in the form of a tribe, also called the orc race.

In addition to the cat waitresses that I saw in the ruins of the ancient capital tavern before, she was covered with animal hair and only exposed her chest and abdomen skin. Strictly speaking, she seemed to be an orc. There is also a kind of werewolf with wolf claws that also belongs to the orc, but it is not the kind of howling at the moon during the ancient kingdom.

In the depths of the wilderness, it is said that there is a tall orc with curved fangs protruding from the side of the mouth, and is addicted to war, brutality, blood, and low intelligence. It is said that it was a race that was despised by the gods and all other races, called half-orcs, also called fangs half-orcs.

With so many classifications, it is inevitable that people will have the illusion that the ethnic group is very large, but on the continent of Salvinia, humans have always been the largest ethnic group, and it has not changed.

"The fairies are fairies, so what do you know?" Sol continued to ask.

"What do you know? I don't know anything." Igrit glared at Saul suspiciously, and Saul looked at her indifferently.

Looking at each other in silence, Saul silently pulled out a piece of rag from nowhere.

"You... what are you going to do?" Igrid was startled as he watched Sol's movements. Although it was just a piece of rag, oh, it seemed to have a bit of rottenness, but the girl felt the piece of cloth inexplicably There seems to be some kind of horror.

"As I said just now, I am in a bad mood now, and I don't have time to joke with you here. I gave you a chance, but obviously you have chosen another path that is more troublesome and longer."

"This is the wilderness. Then I will put this rag into your mouth to prevent you from screaming. Then I will turn you into a woman, and after that, I will throw you into the orc camp to become Many people’s women."

"You can let go and struggle, wailing, or whimpering. Anyway, you are happy, just hope your petite body can withstand my or our savage collision."

Sol said quietly, and Igrit could clearly see the indifference in his eyes.

"Are you humans...so despicable?" The girl's eyes turned red in an instant, and tears rolled in her eyes.

"I don't know whether human beings are inferior or not, but I am indeed the most bottomless part of human beings. You can think that I am inhumane, or you can think that I have all the dark sides of humanity in me."

"Sometimes I don't even know what I will do. Maybe in many horror stories you have heard, there may be my deeds. You may think I am scaring you, so take a look. , This is my prey just now, it's still very fresh, and you will be the next one."

While accentuating the threatening tone, Thor unloaded the package of little Peter's body behind him and opened it.

Blood, fractures, incompleteness, and horror, the girl covered her mouth in disbelief, and the whole person trembled with fear.

At this moment, they were lying on the ground side by side, and Thor gently embraced her.

"Seeing you shaking so enthusiastically, I make an exception and ask you one last time, what do you know?"

"... Please forgive me, I don't know anything,... I dare not!" Igrid just kept holding her shoulders and shook her head, looking at her weak appearance, she wouldn't be scared by her own story. Broke down?

Perhaps it was Little Peter's scattered corpses that increased the persuasive power. He seemed to have tried too hard. Thor thought about it and came to a conclusion.

"Then tell me why you ambush me at the entrance of the cave and run away when you see me?" Sol no longer increased the threat, but changed the question.

"Yeah~! I see, you must have misunderstood. I didn't ambush you, I don't even know who you are, and I haven't seen you. I just came from Garanda to sell something by the way when I passed this small town. I heard the locals talk about this cave so I came to see it."

"Because if there are any powerful monsters inhabiting such caves, some magic materials are likely to grow around, so I quietly ran over to take a look."

"I am lying in ambush at the entrance of the cave because I don't know the specific environment in the cave, and I don't dare to go in, so I want to hide outside and wait for a while. As a result, I saw you come out after a while. I thought you were a cave. Bandit in here, so..."

The girl's eyes rolled, as if she had suddenly figured out some key points, she started to speak quickly, with a bit of resentment in her eyes. It seemed that Saul had misunderstood her and frightened her viciously.

Saul looked at Igrit calmly. The whole story has a certain logic. He hasn't grasped any obvious flaws for the time being, but he can't judge whether the story is doubtful or not.

Coming from Garanda? Sol doesn't know where Garanda is, but this kind of trade is not uncommon on the mainland. Such people have a unified name, called traveling merchants or wandering merchants, and they sell some of their own gadgets to various places through the form of traveling merchants.

"What are you selling?" Sol looked into the girl's eyes.

"Some enchantments and scrolls I made myself." Igrit's chest was small, and her tone seemed a little proud.

Saul glanced slightly and saw a small package on the back of her robe. The package was small in size, and the volume of the package was estimated to be poorer than the one that Cletti was carrying when she ran away.

"Take it off." Sol's gaze returned to the girl's face.

Igrit looked at Saul, her eyes seemingly scared and begging.

"Take it off!" Sol said unmovedly.

In the end, the girl gave up resistance, bit her lip sadly, and lifted the hem of the robe, revealing her smooth calves and thighs...

"Are you a pig? I told you to take off the package behind, not the clothes. What is the kid thinking about all day...?" Sol was a little speechless, holding her hand with a black line on his face.

"You're a pig head... a man who doesn't understand gentleness, he is destined to be repeatedly abandoned." The girl whispered in common language, then blushed and corrected her actions with shame, and took off the small backpack.

"If you scold me in lingua franca, I might lose control." Sol responded in lingua franca, ignoring the girl's shock, and took the backpack from her hand.

There are not many things inside, only three enchantments and a small scroll.

"What are they? What's the effect?" Saul asked casually.

"The curse is a fly curse, and the scroll is an unstable and random teleportation." Igrit replied, suddenly her eyes shuddered and secretly annoyed. I really am a pig head, if I just thought of using a teleporting scroll, how could I fall into the hands of this villain.

The fly spell? The corner of Sol's eyes twitched, and the name was... really as casual as the mule and horse brother.

As for the random teleportation, Saul couldn't help but brighten up, that's a good thing. Since the last time Ivan was used, Thor has been trying to get a few to protect himself from his life, but he has never seen it in the markets everywhere.

"What's the price of each?" Sol asked calmly.

"The curse one hundred silver wolf, so does the scroll." Igrit's tone was a little excited when someone asked about the price.

One hundred silver coins and a curse? Saul looked at her speechlessly. I'm afraid you are the robber, right? He used to have only five silver coins for the Blood Curse in Gray Screen, and Thor had a general understanding of the price of spells in various places during the journey.

Igrid was a little puzzled, because Saul was staring at her like that, staring at her, making her very uncomfortable. Suddenly this guy reached out his hand and hugged him, hugged him tightly, and rubbed his nose against his little face.

"You know I'm a notorious person, and you still have the courage to knock on my stick. That's very brave."

"So after careful consideration, I think I should turn you into my woman, so that yours is mine, and it is in line with my style of maximizing interests." Sol said as he spoke. .

"You can't do this, it's very hard for me to do these spells, and the materials are not easy to get. The price is indeed very fair." Igrit was embarrassed by Sol's intimacy, but still kept her face close to her face. Strive for reason.

"Then what's the use of your fly curse? Can it turn an enemy into a fly?" Saul smiled sarcastically.

"Yes, but not to others, but to yourself." Igrit explained.

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