After acknowledging the reality, they started chasing their husbands to the crematorium

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Except for the tail, and the tiny black lines under the eyelids,

Others are not much different from humans.

"Lilith, I will give you all the benefits this time."

Su took out a small money bag from under the pillow, there were about thirty gold coins in it.

The ninth floor is a huge cemetery filled with ghosts and skeletons.

For an adventurer, thirty gold coins are actually not that much.

But Su took his life in exchange for it.

Lilith's gaze rested on the bandage on her leg.

"You, do you still want to enter the dungeon?!"

Su smiled: "Yes, what's the matter?"

Only when facing Lilith, this vigilant succubus softened.

"But the teacher said, you will die in the dungeon!"

"teacher?"

"Mr. Lyle, he is a top scholar who has reached the 44th floor."

Lilith repeated Lyle's words anxiously.

The 44th floor...

Leaving aside those mythical adventure groups, the 44th floor is already an extremely high progress.

The man from last night appeared in Su's mind.

With just one glance, he pointed out that the pollution on his legs came from the graveyard on the ninth floor.

It seems that he is indeed a very powerful person.

So why did he deny that he was a scholar?

"Lilith, don't worry about me."

Su slowly stroked her golden hair: "It's you, why did you bring a man back and call him teacher?"

In the past, Lilith often complained about the various people she met at work.

"what......"

It's a bit embarrassing to say.

Lilith has always regarded Su as her sister,

I don't know what to say now.

"He's great."

"I know."

Su said slowly but firmly: "But you have to believe that human greed has no limits, and he must want to get something from you."

"In the beginning, I just came here to upgrade my life skills, but later I found out that the teacher is very nice, and it won't bother me to ask him any stupid questions."

Lilith scratched her ears in embarrassment.

"Also... now it seems that I'm prostitution for the teacher. In fact, I don't really think that I can be qualified to learn his knowledge with a few words from the teacher... This is quite distressing..."

"Knowledge?"

Su was a little surprised.

There are natural blessings on elves.

They have a keen intuition for people's hearts.

But when Lilith talked about Mr. Lyle, her ears turned red.

The elves are mentioning a man's name, if the ears turn red,

It's a sign of a fall.

Su fell silent for a while.

Although that man just saved her last night.

But because of his background, Su Da doesn't really believe in human beings.

Especially this appearance looks gentle and gentle...

Su patted her head: "Don't trust others too much, you stupid head, you will suffer."

She knew very well that her elf sister sometimes had trouble with her brain.

"Know it!"

Lilith stuck out her tongue: "You make money with me, and your career is also very good!"

Su smiled: "Lilith, you know what I want."

Lilith was silent.

Although Su is a succubus, she doesn't want others to look down on her.

But, find a team for Su?

Is it that simple?

Adventurers are proud.

Even Mr. Lyle would be a "loser."

And Su wasn't just a succubus.

He is also a self-taught swordsman.

No one would want to team up with her.

Chapter 13 Able

"Mr. Abel, excuse me!"

In the president's office of the Silver Chamber of Commerce,

Wilson, the owner of the Oak Tavern, rushed in almost rudely, without even knocking on the door.

Abel, who combed back his hair, was sitting in front of the desk writing something, and he frowned subtly.

The Oak Tavern belongs to the Silver Chamber of Commerce,

Wilson has always been relatively stable, and he hasn't made any mistakes for so many years——

Is there something urgent?

"What's the matter? Wilson, what happened?"

"Forgive my faux pas, please be sure to taste this."

Wilson put a bottle on the table, lifted the lid, and a strong aroma of wine overflowed.

"Oh?"

The chairman, Abel, was interested. He was an alcoholic, and he could tell that Wilson's excitement was not fake.

Just by smelling it, there is a feeling of being slightly drunk.

He poured a little into his glass and shook it a little.

Surprised I didn't find any residue in it.

After the big boss took a sip, nothing happened.

Wilson was nervous: "This is a winemaker who made mulberry wine in the Oak Tavern."

Isn't this too calm?

Could it be that he has never seen the world?

Is this drink common in high society?

Time passed slowly.

"call--"

Abel, who combed his hair back, finally put down the glass in his hand, with a pilgrimage-like solemnity and solemnity on his face: "How did he make such clear and strong wine?"

Wilson shook his head: "I don't understand."

Abel's tone was very gentle: "So what's the situation now?"

Wilson said honestly: "I offered him fifty gold coins, and he said he would consider it."

"How much? Say it again?"

"Fifty."

Abel froze for a moment, his neck was going red with anger: "How on earth did you have the nerve to say this number? Are you stupid?"

Wilson was dumbfounded.

Abel slapped the table fiercely: "Why are you still sitting here?! I tell you, if you let him go, I will immediately close your Oak Tavern!"

Wilson's just a booze man, and he knows shit booze.

Abel knew exactly what the wine meant.

Brand new craftsmanship.

Wilson twitched: "Mr. Lyle, just wait outside..."