Chapter Two hundred and forty-two, women's wear not for nothing

When Isriel and the cold nebula entered another tavern called Elysium, it caused an immediate stir in the tavern. All the drinkers who had seen Isriel, whether drunk or not, raised their glasses to drink to isriel, even the hostesses, nestled in the arms of the drinkers, looked at Isreal a little differently, and even a few of them, who had not been chosen, began to prance around, seems to be hoping to get ISRIEL's attention.

"Hey! Young Man! Good for you, how dare you arrest the fairies! Good for you! I'll drink to you, SAM! "

"YOU'VE got balls! But I like a guy with your personality! You look just like me when I was young! Ha Ha ha! "

"Yes! Yes! I see my youth in this boy too! "

"What a handsome young man he is, raising a fairy clan. He must be very good, isn't he? It would be great if he could spot him... "

"Don't dream, but people with a fairy AH, can look at US these human? Sisters you say right? Ha Ha ha... "

After a brief tour of the tavern with the A Show of Force of cold nebulae, Isreal settled himself in a modest and unobtrusive spot and ordered a couple of low-alcohol limes, began to pay careful attention to the conversation around the crowd.

Isreal thought that she had chosen her seat so as not to constantly attract attention, and not to be so remote that she could not get any information, but to the dismay of Isriel and cold Nebula, the people sitting in the tavern, though loud enough for them to hear, are now talking about... It's all about handsome boys and fairy tales, and wondering if this handsome young man Isreal will be alive tomorrow...

Listening to the constant chatter, cold nebula rolled his eyes helplessly, and flung the WIG that had fallen to his forehead behind him, "That's what you said was a good idea, see? What Are we hearing? Are you going to be turned into a human being? Or are you going to live to see tomorrow? That's what you want to hear? "

Although cold nebula mouth mouth mouth mouth say about the information, but Israel is clear in the heart, cold Nebula really mind is he forced him to wear a dress this morning...

Although cold Nebula can spit out the mouth of all the flames of destruction, but can not have sex with him has been able to use this deadly trick, other than that, cold Nebulas this soft fairy is not at the mercy of their own? It's just that I've got a bit of resentment in my cold nebula heart today.

Looking into the cold Nebula's eyes, which seemed capable of spurting out demonic fire, Isreal reached up to the cold Nebula's ear, the Hour says to Cold Nebula: "Ok ok OK, cold Nebula adult, do not rise again, as long as you wear dress to accompany me to come to pub tomorrow, I will listen to you from now on OK? "

On hearing ISRIEL's words, the already angry cold nebula almost jumped up. Just as it was about to roar at Isriel, it suddenly occurred to me that I was pretending to be a woman, he would have gotten himself and Isreal into a lot of trouble if he had growled at her with his coarse voice.

At the thought of the cold nebula hastily lowering its voice, but still in a tone of great anger, and said to Isriel, "to-morrow I will come with you again? Never! Do not think that I will not dare to do anything to you! If you go too far! I will... I will... I will... I will... Hum! "

Trying to burn isriel to cinder is a bit difficult to say, at this time the cold nebula suddenly found himself so powerless... He can let people choose only life and death, but not life is worse than death, so that caused great inconvenience to himself... After all, sometimes you can't let your opponent die easily, but if you don't let your opponent die, you don't have any way to control your opponent, which is the most embarrassing thing about cold Nebula... ...

Listening to cold Nebula for a long time but still did not say why, Isreal smiled, opened to cold Nebula said: "Hey hey, I knew you do not have the heart to do me! "

Now the Cold Nebula had given up completely, because Isreal had figured out how to do it, and there was really nothing to show for it except a bite of fire that would kill anything.

Just as Isreal was threatening the cold Nebula at the Bar table, the fad that Isreal had created as a national icon faded away, and the bar returned to its normal state, there was a lot of loud laughter from the drunks and the hostesses.

As Cold Nebula said before, the tavern is a den of gossip, though the stories are treated with exaggeration and anthropomorphism by the drunken patrons, sometimes even with a few dirty jokes, while these dirty jokes may be a bit of a shock to Isreal, they're a piece of cake for the well-informed Cold Nebula.

"Lord Cold Nebula... How do you think these tiresome drunks talk of nothing but gambling and women? " Isreal took a sip of his rum, he said to the cold Nebula with a frown.

Upon hearing Isreal's complaint, the Cold Nebula shrugged helplessly and said, "what could be so noble about coming to a place like this? The noble ones are probably confessing in the great sept now. "

Although in my heart, the mouth of the Cold Nebula does not say so, just speak to Isriel and say, "bear with me, bear with me, and after you've been here for a few hours you'll be able to filter out all the useless information. "

"after a few hours, it will automatically filter out the useless information? So the cold nebula man can already filter out the useless mind? " ISRIEL asked, looking at the cold cloud, which was so light.

Cold Nebula nodded and spoke to Isriel. "Of course, " he said. "otherwise, wouldn't I be blushing right now? "

On hearing the cold nebula mention the red-faced remark, Isreal, without thinking, leant forward and leaned in front of cold Nebula, the ladies'wear magnate, anxiously asked the Cold Nebula: "So cold Nebula adult, you have to look at my face has red! "

Looking at her nervous expression, the Cold Nebula gave her a blank look, lowered his voice, and said to her, "you're wearing a mask. "

The Cold Nebula reminded her that she was indeed wearing a human face mask, and that set her heart at ease.

Just as cold Nebula was about to make fun of Isriel, he heard the voice of a young man at the wine table in the corner. "Delphi, when are you going to pay me back the money you owe me? " He began

The man who was called Delphi looked to be in his thirties, very fat, and looked like a rich man, yet he was dressed in very plain clothes and looked very strange.

At the top of the world, fat people are the monopoly of the rich. It is not easy for the poor to get fat. They have to work hard every day to get enough food to eat. If they can live like this, well, that's just weird.

It is not often that a fat man, dressed in such rags as are worn by the poor, is forced into debt by creditors while sitting in such a tavern and drinking a rotten glass of wine.

Just as the Cold Nebula turned its eyes stealthily toward the fat man who was being called Delphi, delphi looked embarrassed and said to the young man who had asked for his bill, "well... it's Amguulan... the money he owes you... I'll pay you back in a few days... "

"Pay me back in a few days? There's money to drink here, isn't there? " The young man named Amguulan rolled up his sleeves as he tried to teach the fat man named Delphi a lesson.

Delphi saw that Amguulan had rolled up his sleeve and said, "Amguulan! No, no! I'm telling you, I'm going to have money in a few days! I'm really going to have a lot of money! "

The young man named Amguulan gave a cold snort when he heard Delphi say that he would soon have a large sum of money, "You, " said Amguulan, "a dead cook who cooks for dogs and cats at court will soon be rich? You'RE A LIAR! " He raised his hand and slapped Delphi in the back of the head.

"ouch... it hurts... Hiss... Amguulan, believe me, I'm telling the truth, I don't Cook for pets anymore, I upgraded! " Delphi said to Amguulan, clutching his head and grinning.

Amguulan gasped when Delphi told him he'd upgraded. He put his head forward in surprise, looked at Delphi closely, and laughed, "UPGRADE? " He began. "Who in the city of Vikram doesn't know that you're a lowly pet cook and someone will hire you to cook for a human? Don't LIE TO ME! Get the money or I'll kill you! "

Seeing that Amguulan didn't believe a word of what he was saying, Delphi immediately began to argue, "I'm not lying to you. I don't Cook for cheap pets anymore, but... but I don't cook for humans either... " Delfield's voice trailed off a little, and he looked as if he had no confidence.

After Amguulan smirked at Delphi's wimpy appearance, "You don't Cook for Pets, you don't Cook for humans? " She said to Delphi. "Are you fired? Are you out of a job, and you think you're going to be rich? Are you going to get rich? "

"I'm not unemployed, " Delphi immediately argues. "I'm promoted. I'm really promoted. I'm cooking for a fairy in the prince's house. She says I cook for her. "

"SHE-ELF? You're cooking for a fairy? Have you seen the fairy? Are they really as tall, as pretty, as white, and as long-eared as they say they are?"when Delphi told him he was cooking for the leprechauns at the Prince's retreat, amguulan was in high spirits at once, and began to ask questions about the fairy, not even about the money.

Amguulan was not the only one who was interested in her, and after listening to the cold nebulae and to Isreal's heart both stirred and groaned, and sure enough he got a clue as to the high priestess of the elven race, and this time the dress was worth it!