Don't Call Me A Succubus, I'm Really Just A Warlock!

The two of them have a good rapport.

Moon did not bother Drizzt, and Drizzt continued to do his job as a bard.

Drizzt's performance method was obviously a little too advanced, which led to more and more people coming here.

I won’t tell you whether it’s good or not, but at least you can watch it as a surprise.

After two hours, the crowd dispersed.

Drizzt poured himself a glass of water, and the seven historians next to him also relaxed their hands.

The tavern owner counted the money with a smile, and Mu En stepped forward, gave him a gold coin, and asked for a private room.

"Let's go."

Moon said as he passed by Drizzt.

Drizzt understood what Mu En meant and poked the historians beside him, asking them to follow.

Come to the private room and close the door.

There were nine people standing in the small space, which seemed a bit crowded.

Moon and Drizzt were sitting on the single sofa, and the long sofa was occupied by historians.

"Go a little further."

"Stop squeezing, I only have this little space."

"Who made you eat so fat?"

"What's wrong with being fat? I look down on fat people! Besides, I'm so strong!"

"..."

Mu En looked at the historians speechlessly, no, you are all elites, but show some elite demeanor. There is no need to quarrel over a position.

Ignoring them, Moon asked Drizzt: "Drizzt, do you know how we came to this era?"

Drizzt spread his hands: "I don't know." He was very straightforward.

“At that time, I was chased by a group of human-like ghosts in the capital, and then I found a place to hide.

After almost two or three hours, I planned to go out to see if it was safe, but suddenly I fainted. When I woke up, I came to this royal capital thousands of years ago. "

"The same goes for them." Drizzt pointed at the historians who were still jockeying for position.

"That's it." Mu En touched his chin. He came to this era after a short sleep. It seems that the way he came to this era is a little different from Drizzt and the others, but there is still one thing in common, that is, they are both open to the outside world. There is no perception.

"Hey, how did you meet?" Mu En asked.

"Oh, you're talking about this. The day before yesterday, after I discovered that I had arrived in the royal capital of this era, I walked around for a few times, and then I saw seven of them sneaking around on the street and trying to tear down other people's walls. " Drizzt was speechless when he thought about it.

"What do you mean by tearing down other people's walls?" Historian No. 1 was unconvinced.

"We are just studying the magic energy patterns that have been lost for thousands of years!" the remaining historians added.

"Did the research reveal anything?" Mu En asked curiously.

"No!" Historians are confident.

"By the way, Moon, what's going on with you now?" Drizzt asked at this time.

When he first saw Mu En, he thought Mu En was a noble boy because of the clothes Mu En was wearing.

These clothes were made of materials he could not recognize, and their styles were different from those thousands of years later. They contained rich magic power, and it seemed that there were defensive spells engraved in them.

In terms of value alone, a set could be sold for five to six thousand gold coins thousands of years later.

As Drizzt knew, Moon was very poor and how could he afford such clothes.

And even if you have money, the gold coins that will be used thousands of years later are not suitable for this era.

So Mu En is full of mystery.

"I joined a family." Mu En said.

Soon, he told what happened in the past few days. Suddenly Drizzt wanted to be quiet, and the historians stopped making noises.

"Why are there such big differences between people?"

Drizzt said, covering his face.

He didn't want Mu En to see his envious and jealous expression.

"The Alfred family...descendants of the empire's royal family..." The historians stared at Mu En, wanting to dissect him.

The Emperor of the Empire is the younger brother of the previous Prince Alfred, so the Alfred family is of royal blood.

As we all know, after the fall of the empire, major families went to various parts of the world to re-establish kingdoms, but none of them were of imperial royal blood.

Now they know that Mu En is a descendant of the imperial royal family and carries the blood of the Alfred family. This is like a big treasure placed in front of them, making them want to dissect Mu En to see and see the emperor who led the empire to sweep through all the major planes. The same bloodline, what's so special about it.

The historians looked at her with hair on her body, and Mu En couldn't help but shrank deeper into the sofa.

Historians are like medical students, he is a weak guinea pig, but medical students cannot help but stretch out their sinful hands.

"Okay." Drizzt cut off the historians' gazes and stood in front of Moon.

"Do you have any money on you?" Drizzt asked expectantly.

Only then did historians think of a serious problem.

Ever since they met Drizzt, they haven't eaten until today.

If they hadn't been so hungry, they wouldn't have cooperated with Drizzt to show the people of the royal capital their advanced art.

Suddenly, the historian's face turned pale.

"I'm hungry……"

"dying……"

"..."

These low cries, which were no different from the wails of hell, made Mu En tremble.

Apart from anything else, if these historians could be used as dubbing actors for horror films, it would definitely make people feel like they were actually there.

"How much do you want? I still have seven thousand gold coins." Mu En said.

"Um?"

Drizzt's eyes widened and he asked in a heavy nasal voice.

How many?

How much do you tell me?

Drizzt's eyes were filled with three parts of disbelief, three parts of shock, three parts of confusion, and one part of dreaminess.

Seeing that Drizzt didn't answer, Moon thought he didn't hear clearly, so he said it again.

Then he took out a thousand gold coins from the space ring and piled a hill more than 40 centimeters high on the table in the box.

All are gold coin styles minted by the empire.

Drizzt stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful. The cold feeling was not a dream.

Drizzt asked with a complicated expression: "Where did you get all this money?"

Mu En scratched her head shyly: "Sister Qin gave it to me. Sister Qin gave me a total of ten thousand gold coins. If it's not enough, I'll ask her again.

I paid a fine of three thousand gold coins yesterday, and only seven thousand gold coins are left, but it seems to be enough, after all, I have no other expenses. "

Drizzt: "..."

"Can we discuss something?" Drizzt said.

"What?"

"Can you introduce Sister Qin to me? Rich woman, I also want to be a rich woman!"

What is dignity compared to money?

Drizzt knelt down shamelessly and hugged Moon's thigh fiercely, as if he wouldn't let me go until I promised.

The historians who were lying on the long sofa and lying everywhere were also resurrected with full health and rushed towards Mu En.

So do we!

"Don't come over here!" Mu En looked frightened, like a little daughter-in-law who was about to be bullied.