Led by the orc Catwoman, Morkriet made her way through a number of low tents and turned a few more corners to a low tent in a dimly lit corner. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The half-orc catwoman leaned down and opened the curtain of the tent: "Dear adventurer, please come inside." ”

It was also the first time that Morwritte had bought gambling props in such a place, and he recalled the taboos he had heard about it, trying to make himself look like a novice. The gray dwarf coughed, bowed his head and finished drilling inside the tent.

At this moment, a pink shadow flashed inside the hood, and a faint fragrance passed by Mowglitte's side, disappearing into the twilight.

Is there only one customer here, the gray dwarf muttered to himself, he had never heard of a trader who could not meet. Maybe there's a new charter coming in.

The orc catwoman followed the gray dwarf into the tent, which was much larger than it looked from the outside, and next to the corner of the tent lay two rows of one-man high shelves, with white candles burning on the sides of the shelves.

"Is this what you need?" the orc Catwoman's voice was like a mosquito buzzing, and her tongue seemed to tremble.

"Is this?" Morgritte walked into the shelves inside the tent, her eyes widening at once. It's hard to imagine that the Paradise grocery store sells such things. These things are definitely contraband, and if the gray dwarves are not mistaken, the favorite things of the little bad devils of hell have these sex toys sold here, and these things should be the succubus's favorite.

It dawned on Mowglitte that the orc Catwoman beside him must have misunderstood what he meant. All he wanted was tools to pass the time and gamble, and she mistook the gray dwarves for these sex toys. But what he didn't know was that Morgaret was just a gray dwarf who had just gotten rid of poverty, and although he was not short of money now, and there was a beautiful fairy slave girl by his side, the gray dwarf had not yet developed such a depraved hobby.

"These are rare opportunities, where will you find something like this next time?" said Morgritte, leaving the idea behind him.

Suddenly, a slight cough sounded behind Morgritte, and the gray dwarf hurriedly turned around, no matter who was at this time, even if he met a stranger, he would be a little embarrassed.

"Oh, I didn't think there were already guests here. "It was a gray-haired goblin who spoke, a race much shorter than the gray dwarves. At first glance it looks like an old child, and on closer inspection it looks like an old man without wrinkles, but its sparse and gray hair indicates that he must be a man who has passed the baptism of time. It was as if time had left no wrinkles on his face, leaving behind a glow of wisdom.

"Good evening, Lord Yulian. "Apparently the orc Catwoman and this goblin know each other, and they are quite familiar.

"You don't have to greet me, I'll just see for myself," the goblin put his hands behind his back and walked straight to the deepest shelf, "You greet your new guests, I'm here today to see if you have any new products." ”

The half-orc catwoman seemed to become relaxed all of a sudden, her pale gray eyes rolled flexibly, "Dear adventurer, here is the most popular Sangrina set sold last year. Catwoman picks up a red one-piece dress.

"Sangrena, are you talking about the head of the new Succubus Star?" Morgaret suddenly became interested, and in the midst of her dull adventure career, there were also some gossip rumors circulating among these adventurers who were full of male hormones. Last year's hottest was the new succubus star of the succubus, Sangreina.

"Yes, it's her, this is her favorite Flame Beauty, and we're only left with the last one. The half-orc catwoman subconsciously compared the set of clothes to her body, and suddenly felt that it was inappropriate, and her face suddenly turned red.

"Young man, I found that our hobbies have a lot in common. The gray-haired goblin didn't know when he stood behind the orc Catwoman, and he took the clothes from Catwoman's hand, "I have a Sangrina's original suit, are you interested?"

Morwritte couldn't help but shudder, he really couldn't agree with such a strange hobby as plain underwear, even if she was a beautiful woman, the clothes she wore were just a dirty prop.

"As long as five thousand gold moles, you can have it, how about it, are you interested?" The goblin with the hair showed a strange smile, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, "As long as five thousand gold moles, it will belong to you, you must know that this is unique, there is only one in the world." ”

"Sangrina has a lot of them," Morgaret smiled, "I'll take a look at the others." The gray dwarf walked briskly inside, leaving the chattering goblins behind. The half-orc catwoman trotted after her.

It would have been a satisfying shopping without such a warm-hearted goblin, but the old goblin, who seemed to be unable to read the annoyance on Morgritte's face, was always knowledgeable in explaining the use of many of these whimsical props and some of the interesting things that happened to them. If only it were the beautiful orc Catwoman who was narrating.

Before he knew it, the gold moore in Mowglitte's pocket was spent, and finally he took out all the magic crystals that he had left behind to prepare for the inlay of weapons, and exchanged them all for the value of four hundred and fifty gold moores each. Of course, the magic crystals obtained from the Enchanted Forest, the gray dwarves are stored separately. He knew how serious the consequences would be if the crystals were circulated, a decision he had made after consulting with Nicholas, and had reminded Blaney of it.

Although the things here are small, they are very valuable, but at the encouragement of the lewd goblins, Mowglitte did not hesitate to buy the things he liked. "That is, young people should have courage, you can't buy such things in another place, you can't buy them with money, and you should buy them when you like them. ”

It wasn't until the ring Salit Larson had given to Morgridet that he couldn't fit anything into it anymore that Morwritte stopped. The orc Catwoman beside the gray dwarf was so excited that her neck was red, and she brought a big client to the boss tonight, and it stands to reason that she would also have a good commission.

"Thank you for your patronage and welcome to your next visit. The half-orc catwoman's airborne hemispherical shape gently rubbed the gray dwarf's arm, a common code among adventurers, indicating that catwoman was giving an invitation, and if the gray dwarf put his hand on her waist, she would receive a full service tonight. This is an additional reward for generous buyers.