Sally: ibiluyai, you understand human feelings better than us. Can you ask a question


    Ibiluyai: "what?"


    Sally: "people who have been confessed and proposed by plural human beings, even if they can''t compare their identity, there are people who like me. How should I respond to people who like me?"


    "......" ibiluyayi said in her heart that I have no experience. Okay, who will tell her a legal Lori who can''t see her face?


    She repeatedly confirmed that there was no problem with the sound insulation magic, and then said, "do you like to spend time with humans?"


    "Me?" Sally imitated the action of human meditation and replied, "in fact, she likes it very much. She doesn''t eat it directly, but makes human happy and depressed... In all kinds of joys and sorrows, she slowly spends time in years to squeeze the magic in life into the natural withering of life. Although the amount is too small to be used as a dinner, the flavor is very interesting."


    "Have you done it before?"


    "Try to confuse other races and live together for some time. In order to taste the taste that can be tasted in various moods, I have experienced all kinds of things with him." Sally made the general action and expression of her wedding honeymoon memory, and then looked regretful, "But our living environment is too different to last. Finally, in order to avoid waste, we can only eat him all. Fortunately, now the goblin temple has arranged an environment for us that is no problem for both sides."


    Ibiluyayi copied her hands, hugged her chest, and listened without changing her face and heart (literally). Racial coexistence and co feeding on the same food chain are very common in the central mainland, so she can listen quietly to this topic that may scare away all the people around her. The same is true for brodo, who is listening to this gossip topic.


    After hearing this, she asked, "what happens to the body of a person who is slowly squeezed out of magic?"


    "It won''t be much. If the other party doesn''t use magic all his life, he probably has no other problems except sleepiness and unhealthy skin."


    "Isn''t it the same as some vampires raising people to suck slowly? It''s no problem in the central mainland. If you''re here, I don''t suggest you do so."


    "OK, then I''ll refuse them. Thank the sage for her advice." Sally made a crisp decision and sentenced the "Probation" of those who advertised and proposed marriage. Don''t make public relations. Let''s eat it secretly and slowly at ordinary times. That''s the end of the topic.


    "Well, if I just report... How long can you wait?"


    "Well... A week. If I need help, I can change my schedule."


    "Goodbye." after saying goodbye to them, Sally embarked on the way back.


    "Hum... Sure enough, it''s necessary to walk around that street. It''s not bad for this time after a week''s advance."


    Sally changed her direction and turned at the next intersection into a block that looked no different from other streets, at least in appearance.


    After two rounds, it was dark and nothing happened.


    "Well, men and women don''t work to death most of the time. As always, there is no tooth sacrifice. But anyone here has a special mood and can squeeze out the rare magic of taste. Just find someone to take a sip......"


    Just as she thought so, a compatriot just came out from the back of a house, dragging a box as big as a coffin behind him, facing Sally.


    "Hello, Lord Sally."


    "Well, Annette is all right."


    When she was about to pass by with her head held high, Sariel stretched out her "hand" and took anine: "I don''t remember that my compatriots would do the hard work of carrying boxes. That''s what slaves and workers do. What are they doing?"


    "Er... Lord salier, it''s just human... Garbage. To be exact... It''s a worn-out commodity. I think it''s OK. It''s wasted. I''m ready to take it back for use... No?" Annie stammered.


    "Can you have a look? I can smell a suspicious smell."


    "Lord salier... It''s not convenient for people to come and go here? And... It''s not something worthy of your attention." Annie was really embarrassed.


    "Go over there and have a look."


    Sally asked Annie to drag the box back to the dark alley behind the humble building. When she opened the box, she saw the goods wrapped in coarse cloth.


    "Er... This woman, let alone her life, even her spirit is broken. It must not be delicious. Is it emergency food during famine?" Sally scratched her skin mask awkwardly.


    Anlineh pointed to the building next to her as a Yaozi: "there happened to be a human merchant customer who wasted a commodity. Although he compensated the shopkeeper, it was inconvenient to destroy the corpse in the city. It happened that the commodity was a remote rural person and didn''t register his identity. I was asked to dispose of it on the spot. It''s really just rubbish."


    If it''s the past di Smolin flower, you won''t be picky. What you eat in the central mainland, the taste of civilized Asians is OK, but it''s troublesome to digest, and human beings are easy to digest. However, because of the low spirit of raising livestock, di Smolin flower tastes a little light, but it''s enough to eat.


    After all, they pay more attention to the magic that their spiritual shape can squeeze out than meat.


    The taste in front of us is about the same as that of the worst human beings that can be bought in the central mainland. Salier and Annie have moved into human society and are surrounded by human beings whose body and mind are much higher than those in the central mainland all day. Even the normal old people who enter the land for peace have a better taste than the taste in front of us. Getting used to the taste of delicacy and returning to the past is like chewing wax.


    "Well... No way." Sally changed her tone of command. "Send it to the temple for treatment."


    "Huh? Eh? Lord Sally?"


    Sally took out a few coins and tossed them a few times, making a "jingling" sound: "since this country has not registered this person, even if it is cured, it can be regarded as non-existent. It is said that spending a disproportionate amount of money on a good meal is a good style of upper class civilization."


    Anlineh widened the eyes of the human skin mask: "I see! It is worthy of being the patriarch who deals with the goblin adults most!"


    With this cry, the door of the building opened. A clerk stared and said angrily, "keep your voice down... There''s one more before you leave?"


    "Wait." Sally closed the door. It seems to have hit the clerk''s nose, but it''s not a serious injury, probably.


    "But can the spirit of this goods really be cured?" Annie leaned over and looked at the goods that had no love and had been damaged.


    Sally squatted down and shook the goods and asked, "do you want to die?"


    "No, die... Save ~"


    Sally got up and forked her waist and said, "well, the spirit is not dead. Isn''t it saved? Let''s go, Annie. I happen to have something to report to the temple."


    "OK." Annie closed the coffin like box again and dragged it up to follow Sally.


    (to be continued)