Chapter 35: Daily Life on the Eve of the Collision

The county of Vermar, the capital of Itarica

With the rooster crowing, the morning light gradually lit up on the eastern horizon. The chimneys of many houses in the city have quietly risen from the smoke of cooking. While the husband and children were still asleep, the hard-working housewives had already prepared breakfast and heated it in the pot so that when the husband or children got up, they could eat it directly. Then they wiped the ashes from their faces, and then moved on to the next task, putting their dirty clothes in baskets or baskets, and walking in groups through the newly opened gates to the creek to wash their clothes.

In addition to the human citizens of Itarica, subhuman refugee women who have camped on the outskirts of the city also wash their clothes by the river. Unlike human women, in addition to washing clothes and bedding, they also need to clean their fur In fact, although they are despised as vulgar and barbaric, a considerable number of orcs love cleanliness very much, and they are even more intolerant of the dirt accumulated on the surface of their bodies than humans.

Well, as long as you see that cats usually lick their fur all the time, and that there is never that dirty bird that can fly, it is probably understandable.

Humming a melodious morning song, the blonde winged prostitute Mishalie sat on a stone by the river, carefully tending her snow-white wings with a brush. Although her physical appearance is almost the same as the angels in the religious myths of the earth, in the continent of Falmat, the status of the winged people is obviously incomparable to the angels on the earth. The Imperials only regarded them as a relatively rare species of orcs, enslaved, hunted, and discriminated against, and at best lived like the free blacks in the United States before the affirmative action. However, even so, the aesthetics of the humans in the other world are still similar to those of the humans on the earth, so the status of the handsome winged people in human society is still better than the dirty and ugly pig-headed people and goblins. In particular, the women of the Winged Human Race are quite popular in the Wind Moon Field.

Mishalie is a red-card winged prostitute who has worked in the black streets of the imperial capital for a long time, not only earning a lot of money, but also being a very popular eldest sister. The prostitutes around her, whether they were Winged or not, treated her as a leader, and formed a small gang of prostitutes.

During the flood, which flooded half of the imperial capital, the Winged prostitutes still maintained the custom of nesting on mountain cliffs and trees, and most of the other sub-human tribes were also accustomed to living on high places, resulting in few casualties and not much loss of property in the flood.

However, due to the destruction of half of the imperial capital, the black street of "prosperous prostitution" has become a water street full of fish and shrimp, and the warblers of these imperial capitals have no trading partners, and some of them have made a living by themselves, returning to their hometowns or going to other cities to make a living. Most of the Imperial prostitutes, including Mishali, followed the army over the Romanian mountains to the capital of the Count of Vermar, Itarica. Compared with the rest of the subhuman refugees who had almost nothing, Mishali and the Imperial Capital Warblers who followed her were already in a good situation. At the very least, they now have a little savings that they can rent in Itarica, instead of sleeping outside the city like the rest of the subhuman refugees. You can also buy food at the bakeries and bazaars in the city, instead of drinking the gruel provided twice a day by the lord's mansion.

However, Mishali is still very worried about the days ahead, because these prostitutes have actually been sitting and eating for a whileCompared with the imperial capital of Ulabianca, which has gathered the wealth of the entire continent, Itarica City, which is currently settled, is only a medium-sized city with a population of more than 10,000, and there are no special products, and the consumption power of the residents is quite limited. Now that the imperial capital has been in the market for so long, the skin and meat business has naturally become extremely difficult. Even a red-carded Oiran like Mishalie has only taken over three or four times of business since she came here, which is not enough to pay rent and eat and drink every day. As for the little sisters who followed her to Itarica City, there were simply those who had never opened even once.

Once her savings are depleted, Mishalie simply doesn't know how a dusty woman like her will survive some of the sub-human refugees, and perhaps go to her own village to make ends meet by working as a coolie, farming, and miner. But for delicate warblers like them, who have been in the wind and moon field for most of their lives, they can't do anything else at all except open their legs to the men and dance in bed.

It's just that, no matter how sad she is, Mishalie can't do anything: the world is too chaotic today, and although business is difficult in Itarica, there is still a minimum of order. Those places far away from the city have long been rampant with bandits, not to mention business, and they can't even save their lives!

“…… Sister Mishalie! Come and have breakfast! Fresh white bread just baked today! There's something for everyone! ”

A childish greeting suddenly interrupted the sorrow of the winged prostitute Mishali, and immediately after, a Lori prostitute of the Hobbi tribe (Harpy) jumped up and down from the city, with a basket on her head, which exuded a tempting fragrance that attracted everyone's salivation...... The warblers from the imperial capital suddenly cheered, and they all took out bread from the basket to eat a large piece, although Mishali also pulled a piece of white bread and grabbed it in her hand, but she was not in a hurry to eat, but frowned and reproached the harpy Lori: "...... Tivor, why are you spending money again? White bread is three times more expensive than brown bread! Now everyone's situation is very difficult, no matter how rich you are, you have to save it! ”

“…… Eh hey hey! It's not a big deal! Eldest sister, didn't they make a lot of money a few days ago? ”

Lolit Divol, the harpy, smiled and stuck out her tongue, then took out a delicate money bag tied with gold threads and embroidered geometric patterns from her arms, and swiped it in her hand a few times, "...... I didn't expect that the stupid melon knight was really rich, and this beautiful money bag alone was probably worth more than a dozen silver coins, not to mention the contents of the money bag...... It's not in vain that the sisters kissed him all over the ......"

(A winged man is a person with a pair of wings on his back, while the harpy's two arms are wings, and the palms are bird claws.) ）

As soon as Tivol mentioned this, Mishalie remembered the "fat sheep customers" who had gone to the city five days ago, a group of suspected adventurers or noble guards, including magicians, knights, and figures like butlers or servants, but all of them were beautifully dressed, richly clothed, and richly ornamented, and their armor and swords were not only gilded and silvered, but even inlaid with precious stones...... Although they couldn't see through their details, the luxurious and extravagant outfit alone was enough to make the eyes of many subhuman warblers who were in a state of business light up, thinking that they had seen a large wallet that could only move.

However, it was clear that both the magician and the knight were dressed in such luxury, it didn't look like they couldn't pay the bill. But no matter how much the warbler tried her best to seduce them, the other party was unmoved. No matter how you flatter your eyes or seduce with a gentle voice, you won't be able to take the bait! Since you have so much money, what's wrong with spending a little bit on us poor women?

So, a few resentful Imperial Capital Terran warblers quietly divided their labor and cooperated, deliberately surrounding a lone knight in the middle of the "fat sheep", and took the initiative to kiss together, disturbing the knight's attention, and then the agile harpy Lolit Divol touched his money bag, and the other cat-eared Lori pried away the ruby on the hilt of his sword...... Although there was some apprehension at the time, it was calm afterwards, and the harvest was amazingly rich: five gold coins and more than twenty silver coins were touched in one go, plus a valuable high-quality ruby......

It wasn't until after the boat was completed that Miss Mishalie knew about it, but there was nothing else she could do but reprimand them for their audacity," ...... Speaking of which, Tivor actually dared to steal the knight's money bag? Are you really afraid of being slashed down by him with a sword at that time? ”

“…… Don't be afraid, don't be afraid That handsome uncle looks very good-tempered at first glance, even if he was caught at that time, as long as people kneel down and pretend to be pitiful and beg for mercy, that knight uncle will definitely be reluctant to hack such a lovely Tivol to death! ”

Tivor said disapprehantly, "...... It's a big deal that in order to make amends, it's good for people to let him sleep a few times!

Alas, you little girl who has only been in the industry for a few months! I really don't know that people's hearts are sinister! Pretending to be cute doesn't work for everyone!

That's enough coins and a fine ruby to buy a few little subhuman slave girls like you!

Mishalie sighed helplessly, but didn't say anything more, just silently ate things like the white bread that Tivor bought with stolen goods, and only when she suffers will she really be taught a lesson...... I hope that the bitter master who has been stolen so many things will not be killed!

However, what they didn't know was that the fat sheep knight who had been pickpocketed was really riding his horse violently at this time......

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ps: I recently bought a Xiaomi mobile phone online, and the screen went black when I opened it, and it didn't light up once. And the alarm clock keeps ringing, I can only disassemble the battery, I can't use it at all, I refuse to return it to the theory, I quarrel back and forth many times, I feel very bad, and I delay the time, so I can only write a little less today. In addition, to solicit the opinions of readers, for the multi-racial and otherworldly urban management brigade under preparation by Comrade Wang Qiu, what kind of unique weapons do you think should be equipped to better highlight the racial characteristics of rabbit girls, cat-eared girls, dog-eared girls, werewolves, winged people, and minotaurs?