I am a stubborn person and work for the evil god to fight against female prostitution.

The afternoon sun shone on the wide, straight streets, and the lazy old horses moved forward slowly.

The air was filled with the aroma of food in small restaurants, and I couldn't help but swallow.

I haven't eaten all morning.

Although there is no strong protest in the abdomen, I can already feel its impatience.

But, seriously, I don't want to eat any kind of Jerky of Warcraft roasted by Aisarina

! No matter how tactful she tries to coax me

! It's hard as stone, it's dry like wood, and honestly, it's so unpalatable!

Even during the hottest part of the day, the air is still cool and fresh, not so cold.

It's a different world or something, anyway, I don't like this kind of weather very much.

When I passed a forge, which was still open, I was greeted by the smell of scorching flames and the faint fragrance of pine sawdust.

The shouts of the blacksmith and the scrambled of the helpers joined together, and the hammer struck the sword embryo with a spark.

I looked around, not knowing where the carriage was going.

We who should have been separated from Lorenzo at the gate of the town were kept by him.

The reason was to take us to the store to meet his owner.

He said that the boss had prepared a suitable thank you gift for us as a reward for this rescue.

Although she is a little curious about how her boss knows about this...

However, I had also seen Lorenzo pick up a fist-sized rock and whisper something.

If the guess is correct, it should be similar to a 'telephone' in another world.

However, without conducting an investigation, he directly believed the report of his subordinates, and specially prepared a thank you gift.

This so-called boss is also a weird person.

Even though I was mentally prepared, when I actually came to this store, I still felt that this store was extremely strange.

A huge, abrupt sign that doesn't fit in with its surroundings hangs over the door.

It is not a refreshing feeling, but a strange, strange and abnormal feeling.

How to describe it, if the surrounding houses are normal structures against a normal Western background, then this store...

It's like a prop shop that is common in Japanese RPGs.

It's

as weird as a shot put in a rice bowl and jelly coming out of a water dispenser.

I looked at Aisarina and saw that she felt the same way.

While we hesitated, Lorenzo didn't think much of it.

He carried the wagon to the backyard, tied his horse to a stake at the door, and pushed the gate open.

"My lord, I'm Lorenzo, and I'm back. "

Glancing at each other, we followed him in, and found that the place was a mess.

A long table divides the shop in half, the one that enters the door is empty except for the lace carpet, and the half behind the table is...

Open books, open potions, scrolls torn in half, and all sorts of small items such as belts, helmets, earrings, gems, boots, cloaks, and more.

There are new and old, good and bad, delicate and rough, bright and dull, all stuffed together and messed up, and there is no pattern to be seen.

The walls are covered with various oil paintings and colorful curtains, and the ceiling is covered with strange reliefs.

But strangely, there is no peculiar smell in the air, but there is a refreshing fragrance that makes people feel uplifted.

According to my rich gaming experience, the owner of this weird-looking shop, even if he is not a famous person, must be very powerful.

The old man who lives in a secluded castle in the mountains, the wandering swordsman who wields a broken sword, and the eccentric shopkeeper in a mysterious shop, I would like to call them the Three Heroes of Adventure.

"Lorenzo, hard work. "

Then I heard an ethereal voice coming from behind a purple curtain.

The sound seemed to echo in the empty mountains and valleys, and the aftermath was lingering and tactful.

When Lorenzo heard this, he bowed his head respectfully and said

, "My lord, thanks to the selfless help of these two brave men, I was able to escape alive and save most of the goods. "

Indeed," said the man, "that's why I'm going to say that you're hard, and it's just hard."

Your courage is commendable. But in fact, if you honestly crouch there with your head in your hands, that precious inextinguishable flame lantern will not be damaged. "

Your Excellency," Lorenzo almost frightened into incontinence, "you, how do you know... I don't remember telling you—"

"Alright, Lorenzo," the voice was still soft and gentle.

"Why do I know, don't you know that you've been with me for so long?"

"Yes, yes... It's me who is foolish.

"If it weren't for the good intentions, I'd give you a taste of stupidity, but forget it this time. Lorenzo, step aside.

I have other things to talk about with these two distinguished guests.

As if he had been waiting for this sentence for a long time, Lorenzo pulled his legs and ran away.

I looked at him like this, and I was a little speechless in my heart.

Is it that scary?,

the mysterious woman behind the curtain snorted.

"This idiot, ability aside, only loyalty is trustworthy.

With that, she lifted the curtain to reveal her figure.

"This is the Ruyue Demon Props Shop, and I'm the store manager, Ruyue. Two distinguished guests, welcome. "

The medium-long red hair that curls and fluffs like kelp parted in the middle of the forehead, covering the right eye.

The beautiful store manager, who was thin and claimed to be like the moon, walked over, slammed it, and put the big crystal ball in both hands on the long table counter.

Her face was delicate, with a slender waist, a towering breasts and beautifully curved buttocks hidden in a light gray robe.

However, that solemn gesture and elegant temperament also make people not have blasphemous thoughts.

Even if a tear mole in the corner of her eye is indeed charming and moving, Ruyue's mature charm that has been through the world also makes it easy for her to control this beauty.

However, such a beauty also has an informal side...

She stepped forward and pulled a random chair out from under the table, but her vigorous wrist knocked down the pile of books on the right.

Accompanied by a 'fluttering flutter' sound of books toppling, Ruyue's unnatural flat mouth.

With her left hand on the crystal ball and stroking slowly, she took a deep breath and leaned forward to calm her emotions.

After coughing lightly twice to hide her embarrassment, she spoke:

"I don't like to talk too much with mediocrity, so let's get straight to the point."

I wonder what I want in return for the kindness of the two clerks who came to my rescue?" "

You're a mediocre person!"

I grumbled, noticing her left hand on a bright white crystal ball.

The fingers are thin, straight and long, like ceramic artwork in a cabinet that emits a cold light.

It was almost exactly the same as the haughty expression on her face.

Before I spoke, Aisarina, who called herself a servant, naturally did not open her mouth.

It's just that, from the look on her face, it can be seen that Aisarina must want to say this...

"We only help when we uphold justice," I said in a loud voice, "without reciprocation."

The store manager Ruyue's expression softened slightly, presumably, she was also moved by my sincere words.

"Maybe it's just a gesture for the two of you, it's nothing at all, but my creed is that I will be rewarded, so please don't make it difficult for me.

Before I could say a few more polite words, she continued:

"Since you two don't have anything you particularly want, then, let's follow my previous arrangement, and make sure you are satisfied." "