A subjugated princess will never die a vagabond

"I just want to take a look." Cloris said softly.

"Oh?" Hearing the soft and amiable voice, the middle-aged man immediately turned into a malicious smile. He pretended to take off Cloris's hat casually, and said, "I just want to see if you want to buy that." Can't..."

Cloris quickly took a step back, and asked without changing her face: "Isn't it just a broken stone, how much is it?"

"Broken stone?" The middle-aged man laughed out loud, "I picked this up from the corpse of the warden in the Yamat dungeon. Could it be a broken stone?"

"Hey...it's disgusting when it's picked up from a dead body," Cloris said with feigned disgust. "Dead people's things are definitely not worth much. Can they be sold for a shilling?"

"Ten pounds, no bargaining!" The middle-aged man bit him to death. In order to leave room for change, he laughed, "Little guy, did you come out alone? What about your family? If you do me a favor , maybe I can sell it to you cheaper?"

"What are you busy with?"

"It's not convenient to talk about it here."

Cloris let out a "heh" in her heart, even if this kind of bastard had evil thoughts, she would not be willing to make the cake bigger.

What is "sell it to you cheaper"?

Small, the layout is small.

Cloris didn't have the strength to kill people and steal goods, and she didn't want to take the risk of using "Phantom" to steal the goods of a senior explorer, so she simply gave up.

The girl was about to leave decisively, when a slender hand suddenly picked up the purple stone ring on the stand, and her elegant and moving voice rang in her ears: "The collapse of the Amat dungeon killed several demigods, and some survivors You also died, deformed, or went crazy under the curse one after another, why don't you tell me how you survived from the dungeon, and how did you get this ring from the warden's body?"

15. Buying and selling

Cloris looked up and saw that the person who came was a slender female elf. She looked in her twenties, and her elegant and elegant demeanor was incompatible with the messy lower world. There were several servants behind her.

Like a waterfall of silver silk, it hangs softly and obediently on the waist, without any mess, nor the slightest chill.Compared with Cloris's graceful complexion, the beauty in front of her is sharp but not rough. Her facial features seem to have been meticulously crafted by the masters of the world. Her emerald green eyes are fresh and natural, and her eyes are flowing. It's all stunning.

The elf wears a gorgeous dress that is not gaudy, tightly covering her skin, every needle and thread contains source power, even a pair of slender plain hands are wrapped in pure white gloves decorated with lace. Appreciate a part of the skin exposed to the air through the hollowed out gaps.

Even so, the ingenious tailoring still outlines the impressive scenery just right.

Cloris is about 150 centimeters tall, just big enough to bury her face in the other's plump figure.

Damn it!Cloris immediately came back to her senses!

For the first time in her life, she was actually tempted!

Feeling deeply ashamed, Cloris immediately solemnized her face, but found that the middle-aged man in front of her also couldn't move her eyes, and it was even more unbearable.

Not to mention that women are several generations older than Cloris on the surface, and the average lifespan of elves is three times that of healthy humans. God knows how old this guy is.

"Are you deaf?"

The elegant woman exuded unceremonious arrogance when she spoke, which instantly became a point of loss in Cloris' mind.

"Ah, huh? Oh! Of course not, honorable elf lady..." The middle-aged man rubbed his hands awkwardly, and he glanced at the elf's fragrant shoulders that seemed to be shaved - indeed very fragrant - with eight stars embroidered on it. composed of star rings.

This means that the other party is already a Transcendent with eight accompanying skills, and is also a knowledgeable great magister.

The conditions for learning magic are even more stringent. In addition to the requirements for intelligence, there is a considerable degree of emphasis on inspiration, spiritual appearance, and the purity of source power.

The auxiliary magic that Cloris learned is only a supporting product of the accompanying skills, which does not mean that she has the talent to become a magician.

"Am I that old?" The elf's melodious voice revealed contempt.

"Honorable, honorable Miss Elf..." The middle-aged man's forehead began to seep sweat, and he stuttered.

"Tell me, where did this ring come from?" The elf was noncommittal about this title, and asked about the origin of the ring instead.

"This, this ring is very precious?" The middle-aged man asked cautiously as if sitting on pins and needles.

"What do you say?"

"It, it was taken from a skeleton in the dungeon of Yamat. I don't know if it is the warden. If the noble elf lady wants it, I can sell it to the lady for half the price, no, two pounds..."

"Heh," the elf snorted, with sly and playful eyes, "You are a dishonest person, but I like to hear the truth... I heard that the lower world is a lawless place. I cut off the tongues of liars. You won't be punished by law?"

Such intimidation made the middle-aged man immediately kneel down and beg for mercy. This is the territory under the jurisdiction of Teribi Kingdom. Not to mention that a great elf magister cut off his tongue, even if he pulled out his whole body of human skin to make a carpet, no one would do it artificially. It serves justice!

"My lord great magister, please spare me! I really have no intention of deceiving you, please forgive me..."

He seemed to be about to kiss the toe of the elf's shoe, but the elf took a step back in disgust and said impatiently, "Go away! I'm not mean enough to take pleasure in torturing a pariah!"

Only then did the middle-aged man get up with lingering fear, and tremblingly said: "Report to the honorable great magister... This ring was indeed brought out from the dungeon of Yamat, but I didn't enter the ruins, but used half a bottle Water exchanged this ring with a survivor who was infected with the thirst curse. He almost gave up all his equipment, but left such a thing, although it looked ordinary, it could not be damaged by beating or cutting, so it was thinking about..."

"Of course the residue from the smelting and precipitation of the Void Source Crystal is hard to damage," the elf said leisurely. "After processing, maybe a few microcrystalline energy can be extracted, worth a pound or two..." She looked down at Cloris , sneered and said, "But, this kind of residue always has trace pollution, which is still somewhat harmful to the health of ordinary people."

whispering sound.

Cloris felt the same disdain in her heart.

Sure enough, he is a big-chested and brainless guy, who doesn't know anything at all.

Although the girl didn't know what the purple ring was, judging from the movement of the touch of the void, it was definitely not the so-called source crystal residue.

The Pharyals lived on those scraps, and if they were scraps, Cloris would still be able to identify them.But on the other hand, the purple ring in front of him is indeed somewhat similar to the residue.

"This, this should not be the source crystal residue..." the middle-aged man muttered.

"Depending on the different refining methods, the form of the residue will also change. Moreover, it is normal for there to be one or two mutated residues due to the confluence of countless heterogeneous sources in the furnace. Some residues with good color may still remain after decontamination processing. It is valuable for collection, as for this..."

The elf just hehe.A bumpkin is a bumpkin, and she didn't bother to analyze the reason with her husband.

"One shilling, can you sell me this stone ring?" At this moment, Cloris spoke softly.

The middle-aged man wiped his sweat. From his point of view, this elf is obviously for the little girl. How dare he say no?

"Didn't you understand what I said before?" The elf looked down at Cloris with a condescending attitude, "This kind of residue is polluted!"

Cloris pretended to be stupid. She ignored the elf's scolding and handed over a shilling coin: "I want this... ok?"

"Okay, okay, of course it's okay!" The middle-aged man hurriedly handed the ring to Cloris, and when he took the coin, the touch of the girl's finger rubbed against the girl's fingers made him lick his lips with fiery eyes, but immediately Withdrawing his fingers under the cold eyes of the elf, he remained silent like a cicada.

"You should throw it away at once, unless you're an ignorant fool."

Hearing the elf's contempt, Cloris's affection for it disappeared, leaving only a little bit of pure appreciation for beauty.

Pretending to shrink back, Cloris put the ring into her bosom as if protecting a treasure: "I, I want this! Do you want to take it away?"

"Do I need to grab this garbage?!" The elf laughed angrily, stomped his feet, and said angrily, "A pariah is a pariah, and my next project will be to study the influence of inferior genes on intelligence—when I return from the Chaos Sea !"

Then you'd better die down there.

Cloris groaned, then pretended to be frightened, and slipped out of Lizard Lane logically.

16. Cloris of the Slums

Fortunately, Cloris was able to escape smoothly without being made things difficult by the elf.

Thank you for your little girl's appearance and pretentious soft voice, although being regarded as an ignorant fool by that arrogant guy, it is much better than investigating yourself with suspicion.

This is entirely a guilty conscience of Cloris. The judgment of a great magister is absolute authority. It is impossible for anyone to doubt what kind of treasure this purple stone is. Besides, who would doubt a little devil?

Maybe people will see her as a pickpocket, but she will never be associated with the disciples of the void.

Fortunately, Cloris knows how to hide her inner activities and won't write her emotions on her face, otherwise the elves might really notice the clues.

After researching for a while, Cloris didn't find anything special about the purple ring, so she put it on her thumb and planned to have Wojty taste it after returning to the reformatory.

When you come to the Elizabeth Hotel, the towering twelve-story building is a landmark second only to the chimney of the furnace.

Two strutting security guards leaned on the doorposts, and only the elves with pointed ears would stand upright when they passed by. Any other guests, whether travelers, experienced explorers or millionaires with big money, could not stand upright. knee.

The security guards are brown and have horns on their foreheads. They carry guns and wear turbans on their heads.

Cloris plucked up her courage, strode forward, and uneasily entered the resplendent hall from between the doorposts. She was finally ignored by the dozing security guards, but as soon as she entered the door, two more security guards stood in front of her.

"What are you doing!" the security guard asked sharply.

"I want to buy something..." Cloris said timidly.

Gan, don't you know that the customer is God!

"This is not a bazaar that sells rubbish, beggars go to other places!" The security guard spoke Teribi language with an extremely weird accent. If it wasn't for Cloris's inspiration being lifted by the touch of the void, she doubted herself It is also difficult to distinguish the whole syllables inside.

"I have the money..." Cloris expected this kind of situation. Living in such a place, she couldn't be glamorous. Besides, those explorers might not be as clean as her!

"roll roll roll!"

"I really have money..."

"You want to eat a stick, don't you!"

Anbao swung his stick mercilessly and smashed it down in the face.

Cloris was awe-inspiring, dodging the swipe without a trace, trying to reason with the other party.

These big headscarves are the servants that Terribi elves are used to, so they should learn some etiquette!Although the elves are vile and shameless, cannibalism, but on the surface, they still pay attention to their proper manners.

"In terms of money..."

"Look for a fight!" The security guard felt ashamed when he missed the shot. He became angry and continued to chase, rolling Cloris out of the hall.

"If it's money, I really have it, and if it's money, I have it!" Cloris ran away crying, but unfortunately, the other party didn't care whether she had money or not, and she was chasing after her.

A beautiful figure appeared in front of her again.

It's the arrogant elf!

Cloris gritted her teeth, and suddenly cried louder to attract her attention. "If it's money, if it's money, I really have it!" She ran around like a headless chicken, bumping into her plump figure.

"You dare to bump into the noble elf, you little thing!" Cursing angrily, the big turban swung the stick again.

Worried that the elf would see her agility, Cloris didn't dare to dodge, and now she could only hope that she would show mercy as before and raise her hand to help her "untouchable".

But the other party was unmoved!

Seeing the black iron rod approaching, Cloris panicked.

This elf doesn't think she's dirty her clothes, so let the big turban beat herself to death!Wouldn't it be so despicable as to abuse untouchables for fun?

The elves are indeed a mess!

"I'll give the money, wow wow wow wow!"

This time, she revealed her true feelings. Cloris tried to make her poor and lovely self arouse the conscience and sympathy of the other party.

She had never come into contact with these half-orc servants, and she didn't know that they were so violent and unreasonable. There were also many half-orcs in Faljar Town, but these natives tended to be gentler in character.

The iron rod fell on Cloris' head, as if blocked by an invisible wall of air.

"Are you blind, don't you see me here?"

Cloris guessed that the elf had some strange hobby, so she was either deaf or blind.

"Dear, honorable lady..."

As soon as she blurted out the words, the elf's expression darkened immediately. She waved her hand tiredly, and two attendants immediately came to drag her away.

The screaming and begging for mercy went further and further away, and then disappeared.

"You killed them!" Cloris said in surprise.

"It's just a lesson." The elf complained a lot about the cruelty the girl regarded him.

"Oh," Cloris lowered her head in disappointment, and when she raised her face again, she already had an expression of excitement and admiration, "Thank you, you are such a good person!"

good man.

The elf gave another "heh", and she asked, "What are you doing here?"

"I want to buy something..."

"Shopping in a hotel? Just you?" The elf covered his face and smiled, as if amused by the clown's performance, and immediately put a layer of frost on his face, "You deserve it too?"

"If it's money, I have it now..." Cloris scolded the bastard elf ten thousand times in her heart, but she pretended to be inferior and weak on the surface, choking in a low voice.

She didn't know that she was so talented that the arrogant elf in front of her was also slightly moved.Seemingly aware of his excessive words, the elf said in a slow tone: "If you really think you are rich, you can come in with me."

"I, can I really do it?" Cloris continued to pretend.

"As long as you're not so ashamed as to crawl into a crack in the ground later," the elf warned.

"Thank you! You are such a good person!" Cloris leaned forward with a shy face, and suddenly hugged the elf's arm, "My name is Cloris, what's your name, good person?"

The elf subconsciously wanted to push the filthy pariah away, but when she saw the smiling face full of gratitude, she gave a "tsk", which was her tacit approval of the other party's closeness: "Ilona, ​​Ilona Ka Wendish."

The interior of the hotel is resplendent and magnificent, with gorgeous reliefs that can't wait to cover every part of the ceiling. The crystal chandeliers are bright yellow and warm, and the exquisite handmade silk fabrics are laid to the end on the marble floor tiles. There is a central thermostat in the room to maintain a suitable temperature at all times.

People in this world use source crystals to extract various types of energy. Usually, electricity and fire are used to power machines. The pure source slurry initially extracted will produce a lot of waste and waste. These highly polluting dregs are discharged to the lower world via transport boats. .