"Da Da Da!"

A gust of wind swept away, and Fisher's carriage staggered in front of the city of Keken, which was still repairing the road. The city wall had just been built, and the undulating dirt at the entrance was full of rut marks and horseshoe prints of horse-drawn carriages, and the garrison soldiers with guns were patrolling the gates, and many peasants who had collected things from outside held their produce at the gates and lined up to pass through the gates.

Countless posters about the city were posted at the gates, as well as advertisements for local shops depicting scantily clad blondes with the addresses of the shops. Above the city hung a griffon banner fluttering in the wind, and through the brim of Fisher's hat entered his eyes.

Luckily, it's the city of Nari. If it was a city of Schwali or Kado, he, as a citizen of Nari, would have to pay a fee to enter the city, and he would probably have to pay taxes or something.

Fisher slapped the horse's buttocks lightly, and then walked forward.

"Dear gentleman, please show me your ID."

At the door, the soldier with a beard and a musket on his back coughed and respectfully asked Fisher to show his papers, and several young soldiers behind him looked at Fisher's carriage with intricate patterns, as if they were a little impatient.

But after Fisher took out the "Southern Continent Travel Permit" and "Citizenship Certificate" specially issued by the Nari government, the officer headed by him glanced at the soldiers behind him, and they pouted in disappointment and went back to the duty office to chat.

"It turned out to be Mr. Saint-Nari, happy to enter the city, welcome to the city of Keken... Next! ”

Fisher glanced at him quietly and reached for his papers. The carriage passed through the doorway of the city wall, followed by a crimson carriage, whose owner was Mr. Schwali. The décor there is a crimson color, and even the wedding dress is a bloated crimson.

The same repeated checks on documents, except that this time the young man behind him was busy.

He withdrew his gaze and pulled the brim of his hat down, not caring about what was going on behind him.

The roads in the city have not yet been built, and there is dirty dirt and sewage discharged from stores. For the cities of the southern continent, the most important thing is to build walls and shops, and the rest can be discussed later, so the sanitary environment and living conditions of most cities are a little embarrassing.

But fortunately, it was bearable, and Fisher was not prepared to stay here for long.

"Sir, please look over here, there is a hotel for night rest, free care of horses and carriages, warm water and towels in the morning, only 50 euros a night, long-term orders have discounts!!"

"The most authentic food in Saint-Nari!"

"Natives of the Southern Continent! The Lady of Saint-Nari! Schwally's sister! Sir, are you alone at night? ”

The carriage was not moving fast, and along the way there were miscellaneous servants running after the carriage, selling their shops to Fisher.

Of course, in addition, there are also sales promotions such as restaurants and women's branches, which frantically highlight the characteristics of their stores.

Fisher ignored them, knocked lightly on the car door behind him with his cane, and waited for a while for the car door to be pushed open, but Fisher suddenly pressed the car door with his hand and did not let it open completely.

"This is a human city, stay in it first."

"Obviously you knocked on the door and called me."

After Fisher spoke in dragon language, the force of pushing the door behind him slowly disappeared, and only a pair of turquoise eyes stared at him from the crack in the door.

“... After that, go buy some food, and after giving them food, you go to the second room on the left and find a set of clothes to wear, and then follow me to buy supplies. ”

The eyes looked at him, and then silently retracted into the carriage, presumably to inform her companion.

He had a carriage engraved with space magic, so he didn't need to go to the rundown house where he lived in the tavern, but he still needed a place to park the carriage, so he called a small servant who allowed only the carriage to be parked and asked him to show him the way.

It was only after the carriage had been reversed into the corner of the rudimentary "racecourse" that he opened the door behind him. There were many travelers' carriages parked here, and of course there were people living here, but most of them were coachmen who were responsible for driving the carriages, and Fisher had chosen the farthest corner to avoid being discovered by them.

He instructed the hotel's chef to make a roast chicken for five people and a bread set for one person, and a meal for this group of dragon maidens alone was close to 100 euros, which made Fisher's brow jump when he paid for the bill.

The money to buy them was scavenged from the unlucky ghost Orn, who was originally just asking where there was any trace of the red dragonman, but he didn't expect that the informant and buyer actually made his own idea, and Fisher could only accept all his belongings with tears.

Fisher thought that it would cost a lot to come to the Southern Continent, so he brought almost all his belongings with him, but whenever he paid outside, his facial expression would still be more stiff, as if he was drawing his blood.

There are a lot of money-making projects in this era, but they don't seem to have much to do with him, it seems that the mother god doesn't plan to let him go to fortune this year, and now his income and expenditure situation can be described as the worst stage of his life.

Fisher took the large plate of turkey set meals, and under the frightened gaze of the hotel waiter, he held up seven plates in both hands and returned to his carriage steadily.

As soon as he opened the door of the carriage, there was a loud shout from inside, which made Fisher think that he had gone to a cotton mill on the outskirts of Saint-Nari.

"It's definitely not going to be dressed like this, I think it should be reversed.."

"Ah, I see! This is a human garment, how can there be a gap in the tail! No wonder we can't find the right one! ”

Fasher is probably the smartest other than Rafael, and in addition to her childish innocence, she often finds blind spots that other friends can't see, such as now.

Just listening to the conversation inside, Fisher can roughly guess what kind of "tragedy" is happening inside.

He walked down the stairs with the turkey, and sure enough, looking at the strange changing room, he suddenly wanted to reach out and rub his eyebrows, but found that he had no third hand.

Aside from the dragons chattering on the periphery, Fisher was greeted by a long red tail. Along the point where the tail and spine meet, a little bit of smooth red scales are skimmed, and the back skin is covered with pale red scars that are as white as cream.

At the same time, even on the back, Fisher could catch a glimpse of the wide, soft silhouette of the front.

Rafael looked back at Fisher in panic, and raised his tail a little more, but he didn't know if he thought of something, and quickly lowered his tail to cover his lower body.

"I don't quite fit human clothes."

Fisher quietly took in the sight before turning his attention to the white shirt and trousers that wore her like a rotten rag.

Before he came, he had already prepared suitable clothes for these dragonmen, and sealed them in the changing room in the dragon language, why didn't she find out.

"You guys, come here and get your lunch first, one for each person, not many."

"It's delicious!"

"Ral!"

"It's all your fault, Mill, you must have spoiled her."

"Huh?"

Ral was the most excited, and had just been playing with his clothes on the ground, but now when he saw something to eat, he hurried over to eat it, wanting to be the first to eat. The partner behind him couldn't pull it, so he had to put down the clothes in his hand and come over to eat first.

With all their chickens sent out, and Rafael and his share were put away, Fisher was finally able to make room to go into the changing room to help Rafael with his laundry.

I saw that her two paws passed through the holes in the white shirt, stepping on the lines of the white shirt that originally fit, and she was only wearing a long upper body coat on her body, and only covering the front, I don't know if it was stuck, so that the movement of her two hands was restricted. As a result, the large red dragon scales appeared in Fisher's eyes.

"I should have written the clothes you are going to wear here in dragon language, why are you rummaging around?"

Rafael couldn't see Fisher, but felt that his voice was very close to him, and it should be behind him, and even the breath of his speech could be felt by his own scales. Strange to say, it was clear that the temperature of the dragonman's scales was very high, but at this moment, when the breath hit her body, she felt extremely hot.

"It's... It was Lal who came first.."

She was a little embarrassed, especially when she looked at the messy changing rooms around her.

Fisher didn't answer her again, and looked down and found a box with the dragon language written on it in the pile of clothes that fell to the ground, and the words like knives and scales read,

"Dragonman Women's Clothing".

It's a good thing that the things here weren't taken out by the troublemaker of Lal, otherwise if it was broken, it wouldn't be able to be repaired in the Southern Continent.

"You're digging your head into the sleeve of your clothes, that's why it's jamming... I pinch my clothes, and you slowly take your head out. ”

Fisher reached out and grabbed the robe hanging between her neck and red hair, and after her fingers touched her neck, her body suddenly trembled, and then, a thick dragon tail subconsciously gently wrapped around Fisher's waist, making him look down in surprise.

"Hmm..."

Rafael's scales opened slightly, and a little hot steam oozed from them, but it felt warm to Fisher, not as hot as it had been that night, so he didn't withdraw his fingers.

The next second, the whole room suddenly fell into silence for a second, without any movement, without any words, Fisher only felt a long tail gently tugging at his body, allowing her long red hair to fall on his chest, but he couldn't see any of her expressions.

For the first time, he was stunned for a second, and then he softened his expression and reminded lightly,

“... Your tail. ”

“！！”

But it was this opening that opened the steam valve of the factory machinery. The familiar scorching steam erupted uncontrollably from Rafael's body, and her tail, which had been gently wrapped around her waist, suddenly pushed outward, causing Fisher to fall backwards in an instant.

But he still had the clothes wrapped around her neck in his hands.

"Tear up!"

"Bang!"

Naturally, the moment the clothes were torn and torn, Fisher fell backwards, and Rafael also fell forward, and two loud noises were heard in the entire changing room.

"You... You.. You you.."

The red tail swayed gently in front to cover her exposed body after she fell to the ground, and Rafael adjusted her posture and leaned against the corner of the cloakroom, the long red tail protecting her spiritually.

Fisher, on the other hand, stared blankly at the ceiling and did not look in her direction at all, and the next moment, the oily-mouthed Ral heard the noise and jumped up from next door to burst into his sight.

"Woo! Mistress Rafael fell, and so did Fisher! Mill, come here, it must be Mistress Rafael's tail is too big for his clothes to fit in! I'll just say so, and you don't believe it! ”

It seems that even if it is not the time to research, you can get some intel about the dragonmen.

He sat up, turned his head without saying a word, and threw the garment in his hand to Rafael, who was still sitting on the ground.

"There's a note inside, you should be able to wear it this time, don't let them help you with advice."

It's ridiculous to say, he suddenly expects Rafael to assassinate him, and then fail to meet the punishment...

He glanced at Ral, who looked at him in disbelief after hearing this, and then oozed grievance, reached out and rubbed her head, picked up a piece of bread and walked out of the carriage.