"What's the matter? If the elves hadn't come back, you'd have waited to die!"

I was teased just now, and now suddenly there was such an exclamation from outside the room, which almost didn't destroy the happiness of the second half of our "generous Lord Eugene" in the second half of his life.

Then how could our fat man not be angry, and how could he not roar angrily.

"Generous Lord Eugene, let's continue!"

But contrary to the fat man, the moment she heard this voice, the woman directly exhaled a long breath from the bottom of her heart, and this voice came too timely.

Normally, there is generally nothing urgent, and no one dares to disturb the fat man's rest, so now the fat man is seventy percent likely to go out, so as to let himself go today, as for the remaining thirty percent, he can only be unlucky.

It's not that I don't want to continue, but don't look at the fat man's face, but some abilities are really the same as "Pig", it's too strong, if it weren't for the killer feature of "Generous Lord Eugene", the woman doesn't know if she can bear it every time.

So naturally I don't want to have a second time today, especially when I am sleepy now, and after a startle, I have already come up.

But she thought so in her heart, the woman didn't dare to say it, and she was even more reluctant, and she was very nostalgic for the fat man's body.

It's just that I have already heard the somewhat sharp voice, it is from the orcs who were sent out by themselves to monitor the abnormality of the city gate, and the fat man really didn't dare to bet, whether the elf came back or not, so he really had to give up and continue to be strong.

If not, you can still continue to comfort your little brother, but if so, if you don't do what you should do, just wait to be beaten!

Some reluctantly looked at the woman in their bodies, and the fat man could only helplessly get up and get dressed, but it was in his somewhat laborious, and thus slowed down movements, that the moment he made it, it was finally the orc who had even out his breath, and suddenly said outside the room, "Generous Lord Eugene, the elf is back!"

"What?"

The fat man's whole exhaustion was swept away the moment he heard the words "the elf is back", and he grabbed his clothes and put them directly on the fat man.

Before leaving, I didn't forget to fiddle with the mirror, and all this time was only a minute.

One minute, if it was a normal fat man, it would take at least half an hour to wear it, but now it can be done in one minute.

On the bed/on the bed, it was a fluke that she really escaped today's rubbing, and she watched in amazement as the fat man did everything, and even when he walked out of the room, he didn't come back to his senses.

But the fat man already had all his thoughts out of him.

"How many elves are coming?"

Walking out of the room, he glanced at the horse-headed orc who was still panting and running back quickly, and the fat man asked, and walked downstairs.

"An elf, and a human woman!"

Seeing that the fat man was walking downstairs, the orc immediately hurriedly followed, "Riding a white horse, that woman is holding a big white cat in her hand!"

"Just an elf?"

Completely ignoring the fact that the orcs were talking about women and white cats, the fat man only cared about one thing, and that was which elf had returned.

There is only one, it should be Orlan Jeffer, who gave himself a task, and then threatened to let himself die under the glory of the elves if he didn't get things done.

Straightening the messy hair on his head again, the fat man came downstairs at a very fast speed, after all, he was almost done yesterday, so he was not afraid.

It's a pity that the bed / a lump of white flowers.

Some of them smacked their tongues in an aftertaste, but at the moment when he walked down the stairs, such an aftertaste was instantly washed away.

A pair of eyes that seem to be smiling but not smiling, there is a deep coldness in them, which directly makes the fat man appear cold.

"Your Excellency the Great Elf!"

Such a look, I am very familiar, I originally thought that the passage of time would make me no longer afraid, but when I really met it again,

Which side is not afraid, it simply becomes more terrifying, "You're back?"

"Well, those words are good!"

Nodding his head, he responded to the fat man, and then Orenjeffer's head turned again to the place where he had been staring.

In the center of the third floor, three identical huge lacquered gold plaques hang directly from the air, forming a 60-degree angle between the two sides, which happens to be visible to the entire building.

And the words on it are the words that Orenjeffer once said to him, "Generous Lord Eugene".

I really don't know that this fat man wants to save face to such an extent, and he actually made such a decoration.

In fact, the entire Drunken Dream Building, not only the name, but also the style within it, has a familiar flavor of its own, so he chose him to lay the foundation for his first batch of forces.

But the three lacquered plaques really affect the charm that existed here, but Orangjeffer will not bring it up or ask where these styles of decoration come from.

"Great Elven Excellency, do you want to stay first?"

was said by Orange Jeffer like this, and he couldn't tell whether it was a compliment or a sarcastic fat man, so he simply avoided this topic first, and when he saw Ianna, he directly labeled the latter as an "elf companion".

"Anyway, whether it's or not, just respect yourself.

That's what the fat man thought, and that's what he did, with a flattering smile on his face, both at Olanjeffer and at Anna.

"You take Ianna to rest first!"

It was a flush on the fat man's face, and the ambiguity when he looked at himself and Iana that kind of ambiguity, how could Olanjiefer not guess what the fat man was doing just now, and what he was thinking about himself now.

But it doesn't matter, my time is really urgent, so my mood is naturally not so cheerful.

"Okay, wait a minute!"

Because of Orenjiefer's eyes, he was a fat man who had come to his senses, and of course he understood what Olanjiefer meant at the moment, so he took this woman to rest, and after that, he wanted to check his results.

There is a hint of excitement in my heart, just like the feeling that anyone has worked hard for a long time and is looking forward to the harvest.

The fat man didn't think that the elf would not bring him any benefits, even if he praised him, he had already straightened his waist, those "old men" who usually said that they were nouveau riche, every time they came to their own restaurant, they were not sighing and helpless.

The fat man has this ability, that is, he can be praised by the most noble elves on the continent, so you can envy it.

Hurriedly led Iana who was holding a big white cat to a room, and the latter did not have any resistance,

She can't get involved in Olanjiefer's affairs too much, after all, even a short contact can know that Olanjiefu is unusual, and such an unusualness naturally carries endless secrets.

Oranghefer never wanted to explore his secrets, and he didn't have to do the opposite of him.

So, holding the tiger cub and giving Olanjeffer a "be careful" look, he followed the figure of the fat man.

As for Olanjeffer, of course, he smiled twice.

As I said before, it is early in the morning, and there is not much noise at all, and it is still the same in the Drunken Dream Building, even if there are a few people who are languishing in the hall on the first floor, it is also because of the arrival of an elf like Orlanjiefer, who is awake in an instant, and it is even more original.

So at this moment, Orenjeffer may be said to be alone in this space.

But soon, such silence ceased to exist, because the round fat man had quickly returned to his own side.

"Your Excellency the Great Elf?"

"Let's go!"

Seeing that the fat man was back here, Olanjeffer nodded very indifferently, then turned around directly, and then walked towards the door, and seeing that Olanjiefu was so Eugene, of course, he immediately followed, and after a little while, Olanjiefu took half a step forward.

"Great Elf Excellency, the house is in the southwest. ”

"How many kids have you bought these days?"

"Almost sixty!"

"Sixty?"

On the street, at this moment, just like when Olanjiefu entered the city, there are few pedestrians, even if someone sees an elf like Olanjiefu, they will avoid it early.

The fall of the Red Mercenary Group that night really left too many shadows.

Originally, I just thought that the Red Mercenary Group, and even the Red Slave Farm, were just crushed to death by strength, but I didn't know where the news came out, saying that there was a "blood sacrifice magic", and the fact that countless others died gradually appeared in people's field of vision.

And the cause of all this seems to be just a "little girl" who was auctioned off one by one!

Of course, they didn't know that the little girl was Anna who had used illusion, so they naturally regarded the elf as a powerful disaster star that should never be touched, and it was simply the feeling that whoever touched it would be killed directly.

At this moment, there is really an open space around Orenjeffer and the fat man, and of course, because of this, no one will hear their conversation.

And even if someone really "accidentally" heard what they said, maybe they just thought that the elf was kind enough to save the child again.

But is that really the case?

Finally, he was following the pace of Olanjiefer, the fat man was really panting for breath at the moment, and he was complaining, he knew that he wouldn't spend so much effort on that girl's belly,

It's a shame to make yourself physically exhausted now.

But now that it's a fact, you can only run hard.

But fortunately, just when the fat man's eyes were about to pop out of Venus, the whole house had already appeared in his sight.

There were more than a dozen rooms connected together, and there was a large open space in the middle, and each room had several rooms, so that such a courtyard seemed both crowded and relaxed.

"Is this that big?"

Frowning a little suspiciously, when the fat man pointed to this place, Orenjeffer knew that this was the place where he asked the fat man to be, and he got it.

It's just that it still seems to be a little small, so he turned his head and looked at the fat man quietly, and there was even some sternness in his eyes.