The Endless Shuttle

"The things in this place are really expensive. Are all the heirs left by the old dragon of Tai Sui Xingjun are all domestic idiots? I don't know the importance of balancing market prices to attract more customers..."

Rope murmured, handed the apple sack to Pest, and took another one out of it to eat.

After taking a bite, the black-haired young man found that it seemed that there was a reason to be expensive. This sweet and crispy feeling was not a fruit that could be grown by ordinary planting, but probably a good thing imported from some agricultural community.

"Probably because of the importance of the "Huangyan City" as the core city of the North District, so that they can sell it no matter how much it sells, as long as it is not too exaggerated. "

Pest held the apple bag, thinking about what he learned from the Maid Moon Rabbit.

"The climate in the North District is very cold, but the city of Huangyan has a constant temperature adjustment device, which makes many races who are not cold-resistant want to come here... There is also the "Fire Dragon Birth Festival", a multi-year event in the North District. "

"It is impossible to adjust the internal price balance, and the slaughter of the migrant population alone cannot be maintained for long. If the class dominator has a livelihood inspection system, then the North District will definitely be unqualified."

"Hahaha……"

Pest smiled awkwardly and politely.

This kind of ruthlessly criticizing a class dominator can only be understated by her master. Originally, the responsibility of the class dominator is not to govern, but to serve as a symbol of force to protect the people from being corroded by the devil.

"Go, Pest."

"Ah! Yes!"

Seeing the black-haired youth taking steps, Pest hurried to follow.

"Master Luope, take the liberty to ask...Why did you come to the middle level in the North District? I heard from the moon rabbit maids that you plan to accompany them home to visit relatives, but the "Moon Shadow City" is in the four-digit number 22. The second door? "

And Pest also wanted to know why Rope chose her as an attendant on this trip.

With the outstanding qualities of the daughters and patrons in the magic palace, Pest felt that he shouldn't get this opportunity by himself.

"That matter is not in a hurry. I came to the North District mainly to meet someone."

Rope squeezed out an invitation letter from his pocket and said slowly.

"In a few days it will be the "Fire Dragon Birth Festival." She hopes that I can come and see the heroic figure of the community she has built. It's true that I haven't seen each other for a long time, so let's go to the appointment this time. "

"Who is that?"

Just after asking, Pest realized that he was talking a lot.

The servant should ask his master to be moderate, or it would be rude.

"Sorry, Master."

"Don't be so restrained, I won't rigidly demand etiquette in the face of myself."

Rope smiled.

"Her name is Vera. Vera Za Ignifates, and her race is a demon. I met when I participated in the biblical thing a long time ago. She is an old friend."

"Miss Vera...ah!"

Pest's eyes widened.

"It's the community responsible for the delivery of glassware in the magic palace, the leader of "Willowisp", right? "

"Yes. Over the years, Vera and Jack have made the glass products in my palace for me. Although I have to pay and other supplies, I have to meet again. It happened that someone sent the invitation letter to me. , So I came here."

"So..."

Seeing Peste's obviously other thoughtful little face, Rope smiled knowingly, stopped walking and squatted down, reaching out to touch Peste's cheek.

"Be happy, don't think about what other intentions I will bring you here. This is just pure fun. You have stayed in the palace long enough, and you rarely go out. It's rare to come to the box garden of the Shura God and Buddha Paradise, but You can only be confined in a small area like a canary. Don't you feel very depressed? Take this opportunity to have fun."

"Thanks, thank you master..."

Pest's voice trembled a little.

It's just that this time is different from the original, it's no longer fear, but simple shyness.

Looking at the handsome cheeks less than twenty centimeters away from her, Pest's little heart throbbed.

With Ropey's previous interest in her, the close contact again made Pest have a kind of charming intoxication.

If Rope was gentle, his appearance would be extremely lethal.

"How about coming to my room at night?"

The black-haired youth asked quietly in Pest's ear.

Pest's face flushed red, and he involuntarily hugged the bag tightly. The huge force even made the apples in the bag broken into pieces, and the juice soaked the paper bag.

After a while, Pest nodded slowly.

"……Um."

"Good boy."

Rope touched Pestle's head and stood up again.

"I'll talk about the night's things in the evening. Now let's go to Vera first."

Chapter 120-Goodbye Vera, an Alternative Fight with Pest

The mansion on Alchemy Street in the west of the city of flames——

"Oh, your arrival really made "Willowisp" shine. "

Wearing a dark purple cloth robe, the pumpkin monster floating in the air, and Jack carrying a lantern salute gracefully.

"When the host delivered the invitation letter to you, I had no idea that you would come to the lower-level festival. I was terrified and did not prepare any decent reception. Please forgive me."

"Don't worry, I also wanted to meet Vera on a whim. You have served my palace for such a long time, and you are my old friends. It's not a problem to go to a banquet. I remember the last time I met officially. The identity of Sazil."

"Yes, after knowing your true identity, Vera and I were shocked."

"I must be used to the usual reception now? I don't need to mention the past."

Luo walked into the mansion wearing Pest, took off his coat and handed it to the ghost maid next to him.

The "Willowisp" led by Vera is a community that guides the souls of the dead to gain merit. The most members in it are naturally the existence of dead souls or resentful spirits.

Surprisingly, Pest was afraid of ghosts.

Probably it was the dungeon experience that gave Pest a shadow. Even if she was a servant of the evil **** and possessed not a weak power, she still had no way of dealing with the dark and death-linked things.

There was a cringe look on the girl's face. When the ghost maid came to her and respectfully gestured to her to hand over the apple bag to her, Pest took two steps on her hind legs like an electric shock, sneered and refused.