Chapter 39:

After you rejected his proposal, Lu Weide was not angry. He just stared at you quietly for a moment, then turned his gaze away and stared at a corner of the car in silence.
In fact, you are still a little afraid that he will be angry, but you are relieved to see the nightfallen ignoring your calm appearance.
Out of a certain kind of curiosity, you can't help but quietly look at Lu Weide, who is disguised as a moonlight elf. His facial features tend to be handsome and exquisite, but his expression is too cold and gloomy and that dark and sharp. Hitomi and the elusive complexion made people dare not approach.
But when he didn't know how to pretend to be a white-skinned moonlight elf, that stunning appearance was immediately revealed, plus the noble and cold temperament of the night fallen elf like a flower of high mountains, he saw it at a glance. Gives people an overly neutral beauty that is indisputably beautiful.
She is indeed a big beauty.
It's just... your eyes couldn't help but fall on his towering chest.
How is this done?
In your doubts, you suddenly found that the two bulging things seemed to suddenly come back to life, squirming under the cloth, and even making weird "chirps".
"!!!"
Your eyes widened in horror, and Mu dumbly watched the two groups of things crawl out of the nightfallen's chest.
Yes, it really crawled out.
"Puff..."
"Puff..."
Two mushrooms the size of an adult man’s fist were embracing each other with tears. The two upside-down bowl-shaped mushroom heads on top of their heads became a little dry and shrunken due to lack of moisture. The round peasy eyes did not He stopped crying, and screamed at the indifferent nightfallen like a complaint.
It seemed that they were too noisy, Lu Weide glanced at the two little mushroom men with a cold look full of impatience and killing intent, and the two little ones were so scared that they fell silent and hugged each other and shivered.
You looked at the two little mushroom men with amazement, and your eyes shone slightly, revealing the exploration and freshness of unknown and mysterious creatures.
Mushroom people are a very timid race. They live in various hidden forests and cliff bottoms all year round. When encountering enemies, they will pretend to be deceived by ordinary mushrooms. Different types of mushroom people can also spew out. Spores with effects such as intoxication, paralysis, etc., are extremely difficult to collect, and are also a very rare and rare potion raw material on the market.
Since Mushroom Man cannot be raised artificially, you have only seen this creature in books before. This is the first time you have seen the true appearance of Mushroom Man up close.
Seeing their languid appearance, you took out the kettle and poured some water in your palm, and then carefully handed it over.
One of the mushroom people tilted their head and looked at you curiously, while the other still maintained a vigilant expression.
"...Puff?"
Your eyebrows bend softly, and you exude a very friendly breath.
The mushroom man with his head tilted ignored his companion's obstruction and trot towards you without hesitation, lying on your thumb, sipping with a small invisible mouth in your palm.
After drinking some water, the shriveled umbrella cover of Mushroom Man gradually became full and round.
The other mushroom man did not resist the temptation, and then slowly moved closer to you.
Seeing that the water in your palm was almost drunk, you poured a little from the kettle.
After the two little mushroom men drank full, they seemed to realize that you should be more friendly to them. They held your fingers with their chubby belly and started to act coquettishly, making noises like ‘chirp~’ from time to time.
...Okay, so cute!
The love for this cute, cute thing is second only to the furry you, and there is a soft smile on your face that looks like a white Samoyed. The cheeks are pale pink, and the watery black eyes are also There is a doting-like satisfaction and joy.
Only in the next second, two cute things were grabbed by a big hand.
You are stunned, and look up at the expressionless nightfallen.
He stretched out his other hand, raised your hand that was filled with water to feed the little mushroom, leaned over and got closer, and then stuck out the scarlet tongue tip from his lips, slowly licking you, leaving wet water marks Palm.
You only feel that the palm of your hand is slowly licked by the slippery tongue of some cold-blooded carnivorous creature, and a dangerous tremor is climbing up from your back like an ant.
Frightened, you subconsciously withdrew your hand, and stared at the nightfallen who suddenly made this weird behavior with your eyes flashing restless and vigilant.
Lu Weide fixedly looked at you for a while with an indistinguishable expression, and he didn't seem to understand why you were so wary of him.
Then you saw his disguised fair complexion, returning to the original blackness at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at the same time you heard a small sound similar to the cracking of a gem.
"Is it useless so soon?"
Ignoring your surprise, the night falling elf muttered to himself. He raised his hand and took off a simple collar hung around his neck, and snapped off a broken magic spar on the gem base. , Replaced with a new magic spar.
After he put on his collar again, the appearance of the nightfallen elf returned to the beautiful appearance of the moonlight elf you had seen before.
It turned out to be a changed appearance with alchemy props.
Your doubts have finally been answered.
However, it seems that this kind of alchemy props that can change the appearance can only use magic spar as an energy source, but it seems that the magic is consumed very quickly. This kind of expensive alchemy props, even if you give it to you use.
No wonder the eyes of the nightfallen showed a clear expression of regret and pain.
When you were about to say something, the driving convoy suddenly stopped, and there was a restless and chaotic noise from the front of the convoy.
You lifted your eyes and looked at Lu Weide, who was also condensed.
"Don't come out yet, I'll go out to see the situation."
You exhorted him and got out of the car.
"Humans, don't play tricks."
A low, threatening warning sounded from the suspicious night elf in the carriage behind him.
Your body froze for a moment, pursed your lower lip, and quickly returned to normal.
When you rushed to the front of the convoy where the accident occurred, you found that your convoy and the oncoming convoy were blocked at the intersection. A carriage of the other party overturned on the side. There was a beside the road, mounted on the carriage. The iron cage covered with a piece of gray cloth also fell from the carriage.
Seeing clearly in the iron cage, with shabby clothes and a haggard look, more or less orcish slaves, your pupils stretched unconsciously.
The caravan opposite should be a trader who specializes in selling sub-orc slaves.
But in this world, their behavior is legal, and they provide such cheap and consumable slaves to the upper-class nobles.
"Sister, what happened?" You walked to Shalena and asked in a low voice.
"These shameless bald guys want to squander money."
Shalena gave a irritable tut. She looked at at least 20 carriages covered by gray cloth in the opposite caravan, frowned, and a clear look of disgust appeared in her eyes.
"Doing this kind of life business without a conscience, aren't these guys afraid of being struck by lightning?"
Unlike your gentle and soft personality, your sister Shalena is very jealous and hateful. Once she almost annoyed a wealthy businessman who had a relationship with the baron because of her reckless and impulsive character, if it weren’t the master of Shalena. The wealthy businessman was relieved by the help of the relationship. I was afraid that your sister had been taken away by the gendarmerie.
After that, Shalena didn't dare to be self-willed anymore, but she would still find it disgusting to see such a person.
You have thought more than once, if your sister could be born in a noble family with great power, she must be able to become a righteous female knight who punishes evil and promotes good instead of being corrupted. The repression of the class power position silently endures.
The chubby middle-aged man wearing a jeweled suit raised his chin proudly and looked at you contemptuously.
"My time is very precious. I don’t have the energy to care about your rude and vulgar mercenaries. These slaves were appointed by a nobleman. If that adult is upset, don’t blame me for not reminding me. You guys, now I’ll pay more money and I can reluctantly beg for you.

After discovering that the convoy had suddenly stopped, the chief executive of Anderson's house also followed from behind the carriage.
He glanced at the middle-aged, fat man who looked like a wealthy businessman, then looked sideways at Shalena and frowned and asked, "What happened?"
Shalena told him all the cause.
"So that's the case." The general manager smiled and looked at the middle-aged fat man: "This gentleman, I am the housekeeper of the Marquis of Anderson. Our young master hired this mercenary group as a temporary guard. If they offend I can apologize to you for them."
The wealthy businessman who was speculating about the identity of the chief executive suddenly turned pale with fright.
Although he had not personally seen the butler of the Marquis of Anderson, his rich experience in soaking and wandering among the aristocratic circles for many years can also determine that this butler with extraordinary behavior and words must be a big man.
"Hou, Marquis Mansion?"
Realizing that he had kicked the iron plate, the wealthy businessman changed his face and put on a flattering expression. "The chief joked, how can I make you apologize? It's obviously mine, so I'll let people clear Lu Qing immediately. Come out and make way for you."
For fear that being late would anger the housekeeper and the people behind him, the wealthy businessman who had changed his attitude yelled at the servants and slaves behind him and told them to drive the carriage to the side of the road.
You frowned as you watched the servants slamming their whips on the ragged and skinny slaves, biting their lower lip and clenching their fingers.
But you can't do anything, you can only watch the slaves be beaten and punished like this.
If you hadn't had a sister to protect you, in fact, your destiny might not be much better than them.
Not all biological lives are created equal.
There was a sudden change ahead.
A servant who drove the slave with a whip suddenly made a mistake. A whip was drawn on the horse's ass. Under the pain, the horse gave a miserable howl, and its two front hooves jumped high, and unexpectedly turned towards Running crazy in your direction.
This road is very narrow, with slopes on both sides and rivers on the other. There is no space to escape, and the raging horses run extremely fast, but they rush to you in a blink of an eye.
You subconsciously pushed Shalena away beside you, but your body was in the direction of Crazy Horse's straight forward.
"Mey!"
Along with Shalena's horrified call, you found the shadow of a hoof raised high above your head.
You are still in a daze, but a red figure flashes in front of you.
The man took you in his arms, and the hot heat radiated from his red skin covered with fine scales. The dragon's muscles were tight, and he flew out the uncontrollable horse with an incredible force.
Accompanied by the sound of a heavy object landing, the crimson chest next to you is panting violently, seemingly with a sense of deep panic.
"...Lal?"
You called out dazedly.
What the other party responds to you is a choking hug that almost strangles you.