Outside the door was a woman, with a yellow turban wrapped around her head, a few strands of black hair peeking out of the edges, three large gold and silver rings on each ear, her nose was very delicate, her eyes were big and bright, her face was smiling, and a pair of white teeth was unfortunately missing a front tooth; she wore a lace shirt very casually, her sleeves were rolled up high, her hands were crossed at her waist, and her arms were tied with strips of cloth of various colors; the collar of her shirt was wide open, and two hemispheres loomed inside, and I don't know if they were squeezed out of her brown bib trousers; the strange trousers were pulled up to her chest, but the trousers were only below the kneeThe trousers were sewn with three sets of large pockets from top to bottom, two in each group.

Ferry jumped up from his chair, stepped forward and pulled Ass behind him, stroked his chest with his right hand and the back of his left hand, bent down and said, "Ah, strange young lady, Ferry greets you, and is willing to serve you. With that, he stretched out his right hand that was caressing his chest.

The peculiar young lady naturally placed her right hand on Ferry and gave the polite priest a standard kiss.

"Oh, it seems that civilization is not over yet, and people outside still know etiquette. "The peculiar young lady spoke a little leaky, but there was another charm. She looked Ferry up and down with a frown, one hand resting on her chin.

"It's just that this dress is so tasteless and wrinkled. The peculiar young lady put her hand on Ferry as she spoke, "Bow tie with a bow-tie, damn outburst, don't you know that wearing a strapping is the epitome of taste?" With that, he began to move around Ferry without saying hello, shoulders, arms, chest, waist, and finally his hands on Ferry buttocks.

The poor priest was already dying, and staggered to close his eyes in enjoyment, and could not help but hold his hands towards the peculiar young lady. There was a crisp and loud slap, and then Ferry fell to the ground, greeted by a barefoot greeting, and Mr. Priest immediately fell from heaven to hell.

"Damn the outburst, what are you going to do with your measurements?!" the peculiar young lady's bare feet stomped heavily on Ferry and glared at him.

However, when she found Ferry foaming at the mouth, she raised her head to catch a glimpse of Ace behind her, as if she had found a new prey, and reached out to touch Ace.

"Such a good figure, but who picked out the clothes for you?Is it back to the barbaric era outside?" The strange young lady's hand was just about to touch As's chest, when suddenly she grabbed a teacup. Catherine didn't know when she stood beside As, and stuffed the teacup on the table into the hand of the peculiar young lady.

"Civilization is not over yet. Catherine stepped forward to stop in front of As, and snorted coldly, "Now the guests who come to the door don't even introduce themselves. Where are you from? The clothes of my regiment don't seem to have anything to do with you. ”

The peculiar young lady took the teacup, looked at Catherine and then at As, and finally her eyes rested on Catherine's breast. She stared at her for two seconds, then leaned forward with one hand in her waist, causing a small orb to shake in her bib pants, "My name is Sri, the proprietress of the Golden Scissors Tailor Shop. Mr. Gray Cloud asked me to make two evening dresses for a few brave men. ”

Catherine was a little hairy by Srily's staring, and when she saw the wave caused by Sri, she looked unnaturally at her chest. Catherine immediately turned her head again, and saw As, whose eyes were straight, and stomped back fiercely.

"Ah, why did Ferry fall? I'm going to help him. The vice-president seemed to suddenly find Ferry lying on the ground, and with great astonishment he stepped forward and picked up the poor priest, and limped him into the house.

"We're adventurers, not here for a banquet. Not to be outdone, Catherine glared at Silly and took two steps to cover her vision, "If you want to make clothes, please make them according to the style we have on them." Two standard medium-sized adventure uniforms, one for the priest and one for the magician. As for a certain iron bump, it is covered with armor, so there is no need to make a new one. ”

"Iron bumps?" said Srily, leaning over and seeing Ace by the fireplace. The deputy commander is silk strips on both the sleeves and trousers, and although the upper body is covered with iron chain mail, the simple version only focuses on the protection of the chest and abdomen. Ass felt Srily's gaze, which was desperately looking at the ceiling, waving his arms in boredom and kicking his feet from time to time, making the strips of cloth dance rhythmically up and down, showing a rare artistic talent.

With a smile on her face, Silly raised her elbow in front of Catherine and said, "Pick the fabric." But the price is calculated according to the dress, and there are any door-to-door fees, custom fees, rush fees, processing fees, clothing costs, and your special request fees, and so on, no one is missing. Of course, for big business, I still have a discount, giving a free set of large swordsman adventure uniforms. ”

Catherine, who was picking fabrics, raised her eyebrows and snorted, "You know how to do business! If you're okay, please leave quickly. ”

"Well, can I ask for silk?" said Ferry timidly in the back, waking up at some point.

Catherine glared back at the priest, "I changed my mind, and the priest's uniform is made of thick linen, which is strong and durable." ”

"No problem, no problem. Silly smiled and said, "Thank you for your patronage." ”

As she spoke, she pulled out a white silk from one of her breast pockets, and a long sewing needle from the other.

"Now I'm going to write the bill, so I can go and report to Gray Cloud. As Sri spoke, four small whirlwinds the size of fingers appeared in the air, grabbing the four corners of the white silk and holding it in place. The tip of the sewing needle in Srily's hand became more and more red, and she was seen pinching the sewing needle and writing back and forth on the white silk, and rows of black letters appeared on the white silk.

Catherine felt her breath a little short, and even Ace and Ferry gathered around and watched in amazement as Sri performed.

It was so unusual, as a magician, an expert, Catherine could hardly believe what was happening in front of her, it was absolutely extremely precise elemental control. Four small whirlwinds, as well as the fire-type magic on the tip of the needle, such a delicate simultaneous control, how high is this magic attainment?

Catherine thought to herself that only the fire magic she was good at might be able to do the soldering of words on white silk, but that would require her full attention. Whether it's gathering magical elements on metal or controlling the heat, it takes a lot of effort, and the slightest mistake can burn the cloth or even melt the tip of a needle.

"Well, long waiting. Silly clasped her hands and relaxed herself, not showing any tiredness. It seems that for her, this has become a habit. Silly smiled as she read what she had written, waved her hand in satisfaction, and the white silk floated naturally in front of Catherine.

Ace and Ferry were immediately dumbfounded, and Catherine read them carefully with apprehension. Written in the ancient Elven language, Catherine almost thought she was back in antiquity—the glory days of the elven kings.

"There are a few more new words. Catherine had a feeling of absurdity. As a student of the great magician Quisling, who is known as the "elven historian", a magician who must study ancient elven language, actually saw a few new words in the bill. If it was a difficult ancient book, or a strange magic circle, Catherine would still be able to accept the result. But it was just a bill, and Catherine felt an indescribable sense of frustration. She glanced at Silly out of the corner of her eye, and felt a hint of contempt in the peculiar young lady's smile. Catherine turned her head to look at Ace and Ferry again, and their eyes were clearly filled with admiration and anticipation.

Alas, if only the green wind was here, that guy would be able to understand it. Catherine cleared her throat and read the bill aloud, vaguely where there were new words. The content of the bill is nothing more than the charging standard and specific fees of various payments, and finally the signature of Sili Dragon Feifengwu, next to which is the place where the customer signs.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't have a pen with me, so I didn't have this habit. I don't know if there is one in the room, so why don't you ask the polite priest and the sturdy swordsman to look for it. Silly covered the back of her hand exaggeratedly over her mouth, her eyes filled with playful pleasure.

"No, no problem, please lend me the needle. Catherine replied with a wink.