Chapter 209 - Please Call Me Aisha
Chapter 209: Please Call Me Aisha
On a mountain in the Wind Forest, a middle-aged butler-looking elf walked up to a tree. “My Lord, your father wants to see you,” he said, looking up at the young elf lying on the tree.
He was a handsome youth around 18, oval-faced and in a blue-and-white long gown. He had long, shapely eyebrows and attractive red phoenix eyes.
He was very pretty.
He was lying on a branch, his head leaning against the trunk. He had long and lean legs.
After a while, he opened his eyes lazily. There was no anger in his light golden eyes, though. “Why?”
Mood shook his head. “I don’t know, but there is a letter from Chaos City.”
Chaos City?! Bloore’s lazy eyes lit up immediately, but then he hid his excitement. He slid gracefully off the branch onto the ground and walked off. “Mood, I won’t wait for you. You don’t want the girls to badger you, do you?”
“No, My Lord.” Mood slowed in his steps. Those elven girls always pestered him for information about Bloore.
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I might’ve been in big trouble now if I hadn’t disguised myself when buying the files. Mag tore the letter and envelope into pieces, and flushed them down the toilet.
The files might have little information about Irina, but this letter alone is worth more than two dragon coins.
Now that Sally is my waitress, I can coax her into telling me more about Irina by giving her good food.
“The clothes and shoes are ready,” said the system.
Mag picked up the four brown paper bags. Not bad. They look even better than in the pictures.
Mag touched one of the qipaos. It’s made of Tianxuan silk?
“The silkworms on Tianxuan Island feed on a special kind of grass called Tianxuan grass,” said the system. “The silk they produce is strong, smooth, and extremely durable.
“The bison on Sanal Island are much stronger than normal bison due to the presence of numerous predators and a harsh environment. Their meat is sour and inedible, but their hide is of high quality. These bison shoes are soft, tough, warm, and breathable.”
Mag nodded. This qipao feels cool and smooth yet strong.
He didn’t know how Sally would look in these, but at least they would fit since the system had made them specifically for her. Mag went downstairs with the bags.
Yabemiya and Sally were sitting there, silent and ill at ease. They were two different types of people and neither of them was a talker, so they didn’t know how to make conversation.
When they heard Mag’s footsteps, they stood up at the same time and looked to the counter, expectant.
I don’t mind wearing the same clothes as Miya, Sally thought, although I don’t think they will look as good on me as they do on Miya.
Mag handed the bags to Sally. “Your clothes and shoes,” he said with a smile. “You can come work here tomorrow at 7 am. Just tell me if you need to get your things in order first.”
His voice was much kinder now because she had become his waitress, or maybe because she might become a queen one day.
“Thank you.” Sally took the bags. These bags are so beautiful. I’ve rarely seen clothes in paper bags. Will they fit me? Did he make them himself?
Her eyes shone with excitement when she opened the bags.
Apparently, she liked them. She didn’t know how she would look in them, but she liked the color and fabric.
“Yours look different from mine. I’m sure you’ll look very pretty in them,” Yabemiya said, smiling.
Sally smiled and got more excited about her new clothes. “Thank you.”
“We still don’t know your name,” Mag said with a smile. Many elven customers eat here every day. She has to lay low. Maybe she needs a new name.
“Oh, sorry!” After a moment, she said, “I’m Sally, but for some reasons, I can’t use this name right now. Please call me Aisha.”
- eyes whose outer corners incline upwards.