An invincible journey that begins with a different race

"Really? But I don't need you to tell me what I want to know."

"Huh?" Kelim, who was flying in front, looked back at Aesop, confused, "What do you mean?"

"Just let me see it with my own eyes." Aesop said seriously, "I am very curious about your body structure."

Kelim's body suddenly froze.

"What kind of structure can be androgynous? Are you really not able to fence yourself?" Aesop said while gesturing, "If I bend that first and then align it, is it possible..."

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no!" Kelim's head almost shook, "How could you, you, you, you, have such an idea! This is too strange!"

"It's strange, but any conjecture before getting close to the facts is worthy of affirmation." Aesop said, "This is what my mentor told me."

"I don't think your instructor asked you to do this kind of research!"

"Anything you don't understand should be studied with great concentration." Aesop said as he took out a piece of parchment from his luggage. "Please don't worry. I am serious about research. If you don't believe it, you can Look at this, this is my body research report on the Fire Dragon Clan."

Kelim took the "Research on the Humanoid Body of Fire Dragon" report and just glanced at it, his face suddenly turned red.

"This this this this..."

"How is it?" Aesop asked, "Is it very rigorous? Or did you find something wrong? If you have any other opinions, we can discuss it together... Don't worry, if you are willing to let me If we conduct research on your body, the report will definitely be more detailed than this!"

If possible, Kelim really wanted to slap the parchment in his hand on Aesop's forehead.

But he didn't have that kind of character, and given Aesop's strength, he really didn't dare. So after hesitating for a long time, he finally stammered: "This... let's talk about it later."

"That's it, that's okay." Although Aesop felt very sorry, he would not force the other party.

Generally speaking, he doesn't like to force others, unless it's a fire dragon with a trap in his mind like the other two days.

Kelim took Aesop into the town, and then walked for a while and entered a tavern.

I didn't see many people during this period. According to Kelim, there are only many people in this town at night. During the day, there are usually no people, and everyone is sleeping in the house.

"After all, most of them are dream monsters. They don't work during the day." Ke Lim said.

After entering the tavern, a pleasant female voice came: "Kelim, where have you been? It's almost time to work."

"Okay, Miss Medory!" Kelim immediately flew inside, "A guest is here, here to see Mr. Stank."

Looking for Stank?

Upon hearing this, the winged man Medori immediately thought that this must not be a serious person, but when she turned her head and saw Aesop standing by the door, her pupils froze slightly.

How could, how could he be so...handsome?

Medoli immediately put down her work and came to Aesop with a plate.

When she looked at Aesop up close, Medoly was even more moved by Aesop's outstanding facial features.

How could such a person be the same as Stank?

Medory immediately showed a bright smile to Aesop, but before she could speak, she heard Aesop say.

"Ah, are you the dream girl?"

Medoli's smile immediately solidified.

Eighteen, I really came to see the dream demon

"What are you talking about!" The original longing expression disappeared in an instant, and Medoly's expression switched to anger as if she was changing her face, "I'm not one of you!"

If it was Stank and the others who asked this question, Medoly would have thrown a tray at his head.

"I'm just a waiter here." Medoly slapped the menu in front of Aesop angrily, "See clearly, this is a 'Food and Wine Pavilion'! Not a Dream Demon Shop!"

Aesop was a little surprised by Medory's sudden rampage, but he was not angry. Instead, he asked in a curious and innocent tone.

"Is there any difference?"

Medoli's eyes widened: "Of course there is a difference!"

"Then can you tell me?"

Aesop felt that he had mastered a new knowledge point and had to record it immediately, so he took out the parchment and prepared to write down Medory's words.

But this action was undoubtedly provocative in Medoli's eyes.

How could anyone not know the difference between a tavern and a nightmare shop?

Wait, this is not provocation, but...

Medoli narrowed her eyes slightly. She looked at Aesop's face, and a mean expression suddenly appeared in her mind.

Sure enough, you are teasing me!

Although the expressions are different, the charm is the same. Haha, he is indeed a friend of Stank, but his quality is the same!

"Don't you know the difference between a tavern and a dream shop?" Medoly already felt that her hands were itching unbearably and she was eager to hit someone, so she started to get excited about the tray in her hand, "Then I can really explain it to you. Ah, but are you really willing?"

"If you are willing, that would be great." Aesop said politely, "I am really a little confused. You said you are a waiter in a tavern... Then why don't you wear bunny clothes."

"...What?" Medoly didn't hear clearly at first, "What clothes?"

"Bunny girl."

This is Aesop's second time to come to the tavern. The first time he went there was in the royal capital. The maids in the tavern at that time were wearing bunny girl clothes, so Aesop thought that all the maids in the tavern would wear that kind of clothes, but he Afraid that Medoli wouldn't understand, she made two gentle gestures on the table with her fingers.

With a flick of his fingertips, the azure magic painted a picture on the table.

The content of the painting is Medori.

When Medoli saw herself painted on the table, she couldn't help but be stunned.

Aesop's painting skills are so lifelike, it's like looking in the mirror... He even feels more beautiful and lovely than himself in the mirror, and his smile is so touching.

Medoli's irritable heart suddenly calmed down, and then she became slightly restless and nervous, with a flash of red on her face.

He can actually draw, and he's so good at it.

It's really amazing.

Could it be that what he said to me just now was just to call me over and show me this... La Gobi.

Medori's pounding heart disappeared in an instant when she saw the lower part of the painting, the so-called "Bunny Girl Clothes", leaving only her beating temples.

This bunny girl's clothes are so revealing and so sexy.

Coupled with the lifelike painting technique, Medoly actually thought that this was when she became a dream girl.

His grandma, isn't this still teasing me?

"Here, this is the bunny girl's clothes." After finishing the painting, Aesop pointed at Medory in the painting and asked again, "Since you are a maid, why don't you wear this kind of clothes?"

Medori smiled slightly.

"What do you say?"

Before Aesop could say anything, she raised the tray, ready to give this guy who didn't know the heights of the world a long lesson.

What is a bunny girl?

I'll show you what an Eagle Girl is!

However, the tray failed to fall on Aesop's head, and Kelim, who had left not long ago, immediately flew back and hugged Medory tightly.

"Ah ah, Miss Medori! Please be merciful!" Klim shouted loudly, "Mr. Aesop didn't mean it like that. He didn't mean to be disrespectful, it's just that his brain circuit... is a little different from ordinary people. !”

"Is this a different brain circuit? Let me go, I'm going to let this gangster know why the flowers are so red now!"

During the tug of war between the two, Aesop was quite puzzled. He could feel that Medory was angry, but he didn't know why she was angry.

Did I paint her ugly?

Aesop looked at the simple drawings on the table and fell into deep thought.

At this moment, a mature, soft female voice came from the kitchen: "Okay, Medoly, don't be rude to the guests."

When they heard this voice, Medory and Kelim were stunned at the same time. They turned around and saw a woman with long green hair walking out of the kitchen with a smile.

"Store, manager?!"

Medori and Klim were both shocked.

This is Ci Ta, the owner of the food and wine pavilion.

What surprised them was that Cita almost never showed up and always worked in the back kitchen as the store manager and chef. The outside reception was all handled by Medori and Klim.Since coming to work here, Kelim has not seen Tseta leave the kitchen.

But now, she took the initiative to come out.

Medoly was very puzzled: "Store manager, why did you..."

"Okay, Medori, please step back first." Zita glanced at the two of them and said to Klim at the same time, "Klim, take care of Medoli."

The second half of the sentence made Klim understand something.

Could it be that...the store manager also saw Mr. Aesop's strength?

Was she afraid that Miss Medory would be harmed, so she came forward?

But Lim wanted to tell the store manager that Mr. Aesop was a good man, but the words came to his lips but he couldn't say them... because he also thought that he had only known Aesop for less than half a day, and he was only attracted by Aesop's huge figure. I was shocked by the magic power of the deep sea, but I never thought about what I would do if Aesop was a bad guy?

After all, he didn't understand Aesop yet, so he nodded at this time and took Medoly two steps back.

At this time, Cita was already sitting in front of Aesop.

Ci Ta is a tree demon, and an extremely mature tree demon.

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She is extremely sensitive to magic.

So when she was in the kitchen, she felt Aesop's majestic and breathless magic power, which could not even be compared to the most powerful magician Jier she had ever seen.

What does a being of this level do here?

Zita folded his hands, held his sexy chin, and then asked softly: "Excuse me, sir, what do you do here?"

"I'm here to see the incubus."

Ci Ta chuckled and shook his head: "Don't be kidding..."

"I'm not joking." Aesop replied seriously, "I really came to see the Dream Demon."

Nineteen understand understand

Looking at the "Humanoid Body Study of Fire Dragon" that Aesop handed over to prove his identity, Ci Ta's expression was a little complicated for a moment.

It's not that the content of this research report is complicated. After all, Ci Ta is a tavern in the middle of the Dream Demon Shop. What haven't you seen before?The evaluation guide that Stank and Jerry wrote every day is still hanging on the notice board nearby.

The reason why Zita's expression was complicated was that she felt a very strong magic wave on this parchment.

Dryads are a very knowledgeable race. Although they don't like to wander, most of them are like homebodies who only stay in one place their whole life.But their inheritance ability is very outstanding, far exceeding that of elves who are also immortal species.So even if they don't like to move, their knowledge has been accumulated over several generations.For example, if grandpa saw a human mage fucking a goat one day and felt very perverted, then his granddaughter would also know that there was a human mage fucking a goat on a certain day, month and year, which was very perverted.

Of course, this does not mean that Aesop is the pervert who fucks goats, but the scene where Aesop painted Medory just now made Tseta understand what kind of magic it was. Although she had never seen it, her grandfather's Grandpa has seen it.

This is a magic paintbrush, a magic unique to elves.

Just like its name, this magic is to use your own magic power to draw pictures or make words.

Paintings or words drawn with magic power will seem to be alive because they are full of magic power. They are very magical and can be preserved for a long time, which is far beyond what pen and ink can match.

But does it do anything else?

The answer is...no.

Precisely because it has no effect, this magic is about to be discontinued.It was the elves who invented it in the first place, because only slutty elves like such things that are rich in magic but flashy, even if they are words.But the practicality of this magic is too low, and it consumes too much magic power. Even the elves who have always been famous for their wide range of magic power are a little bit overwhelmed.

There is a famous saying among the elves: writing a word with a magic pen is like using a magic pen to write a word on paper.

In order to pursue his beloved woman, the former Elf King did not hesitate to write a love letter of nearly a thousand words with a magic pen.

The woman was very moved, and then resolutely...married someone else.

Because the Elf King died after writing it.

He left behind a legendary story, and... How powerful would that Elf King be if he did not engage in this frivolous love letter, but used real guns and live ammunition?

It's a pity that the Elf King was unable to prove this until his death. Only the love letter still survives to this day and is regarded as synonymous with "peerless idiot".

But now, Ci Ta actually saw the magic paintbrush again.

Although the number of words in this research report is not many, it is not too few, and Tsita just saw Aesop draw a portrait of Medory on the table with his own eyes, which consumes more than the words. .

How strong is the magic power in this young human being?

And isn't he human?As short-lived human mages, they have always been kings and slaves. Magic that is not useful can be said to be almost untouched. For thousands of years, even the legendary arcanist has admired it. The magic is also of the "cannons going up and blasting his mother" type.