Chapter 251: Pure Employment Relationship

When the pack horses stepped on the bluestone slabs with moss marks, old Kalomu's explanation made everyone realize that the streets of the whole city were alive—the edges of each stone slab were left with expansion joints, which would automatically bulge in the rainy season to form drainage channels. The old manager leading the team suddenly pulled the reins—two weeping willows at the city gate moved without wind, and the branches drooped into an arch like a maid kneeling.

The shading awnings in the West Market were woven with vines, and the banana leaf curtains would automatically roll up at noon. Druid apprentices in gray-green short robes held deer staves and shuttled through the vendors. They pressed the embossed amber seals hanging from their waists onto the cargo boxes, and the seals would generate corresponding numbered moss patterns, a craft of lichen spore mixed resin.

The most shocking thing was the water supply system of the central tree tower: thirty-six natural tree tumors were carved into iris flower shapes. During the rainy season, the siphon effect of the tree roots would cause the water to flow along the annual ring-shaped gullies to the whole city. What's more exquisite is that the water flow would hit the fruit shells of the sycamore trees when passing by each household's window, and the residents would open the gates to receive water according to the rhythm of "dong—dong dong," as if the whole city was playing in harmony with the sound of rain.

When the halfling caravan unloaded the cargo, the fatsia leaves on the shell of the cold storage box suddenly stretched out, revealing the crystal-clear fruits covered with frost inside.

When dusk fell, the vine curtains on the eaves of the whole city rolled like sea waves, making way for the returning swallows, and the clear cries of the wings startled thousands of firefly lanterns.

"Finally arrived before dark! No one would want to travel at night in the Misty Forest."

Looking at the firefly lanterns swaying in the wind on both sides of the street, the fatigue on old Kalomu's face relaxed a lot.

"Young Master, Miss Nie, we have arrived at the destination—for guests visiting Longfang for the first time, the first night is always so novel."

Following the old caravan manager's gaze, Konrad and Nie Yingying saw a shop named "Jin Sui Hotel."

Longfang City is a city that is highly harmonious with nature, where many buildings are directly dependent on giant trees, but there are also many wooden and stone houses located on the ground, which together form a three-dimensional garden city.

The Jin Sui Hotel is a wooden and stone house because it needs a large backyard to receive incoming and outgoing caravans, especially its own caravan.

A group of people entered the shop, and the shop manager, who had already received the news, immediately greeted them and diligently arranged food and accommodation for their young master and the caravan crowd.

"Thank you very much for your care along the way. Now that we have arrived at the destination, this is your remuneration and the extra gift from our Golden Ear Merchant Group!" Old Kalomu handed a heavy money bag to Nie Yingying and warmly greeted: "It is already dark now, so please Miss Nie and this... this Lord rest here tonight!"

The old manager didn't know how to address Xie Yaoyao. Although this guy usually looked like a fool, no one dared to underestimate him after seeing Lilisi show off her power.

Nie Yingying followed the trend. It was indeed not good to find accommodation again in a strange city so late. Having traveled with the caravan for so long, she and Xie Yaoyao should go back to rest.

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Jin Sui Hotel, Konrad's room!

Konrad looked at the decoration style completely different from the Rhine Kingdom with amazement, and the old manager following him helped his young master make the bed.

A sense of relief from unloading the burden was revealed in old Kalomu's eyes.

"Young Master, I will accompany you to visit Lord Bulokesi tomorrow morning. I believe that Lord already knows that we have arrived in Longfang."

Hearing the old manager's words, Konrad put down a grass-woven insect craft on the windowsill, his face a bit tangled.

"I am looking forward to it! Grandpa Kalomu, but I have to admit that I am a bit afraid of Lord Bulokesi!"

This is a matter of course. That Lord always has a straight face and doesn't look like the gentle Druid in the legends at all, but old Kalomu can be sure that the other party is a powerful spellcaster.

"I heard that one councilor is missing from the Longfang Thirteen-Member Council, and Lord Bulokesi has a great chance! If you can successfully enter his sect, it will be very beneficial to your future." The old manager broke his heart for his young master. "The mark on your collarbone is just an opportunity, and the road ahead still requires your efforts, just like... just like the ancestors of the Stein family!"

Konrad nodded helplessly. He knew that old Kalomu was doing it for his own good, but the fear of strict elders was innate in teenagers.

"I know, Grandpa Kalomu! I will work hard!... By the way, Miss Nie's purpose in coming to Longfang seems to be to find the traces of the Elves. Perhaps Lord Bulokesi will have some suggestions. Do you think we can invite Miss Nie to visit together tomorrow..."

Little Konrad had a good impression of Nie Yingying and Xie Yaoyao. Being able to help friends while also not having to face that strict Lord alone was truly a win-win method.

But before little Konrad finished speaking, he was interrupted by the old manager.

"No, my young master, this is not appropriate!" Old Kalomu's palm pressed into the air, and the worldliness of fifty years of business ups and downs was in his turbid pupils. "Not to mention whether Lord Bulokesi knows the news of the Elves, just relying on our current identity to introduce them rashly—" His thin knuckles tapped the sandalwood tea table, "For the reclusive Elves, this is an overstepping act."

The old manager's hunched back pressed down another three inches: "Whether it is the risk of disturbing Lord Bulokesi, or the risk of Miss Nie's... Miss Nie's... race, it is not something we can bear in our current situation."

Konrad's originally unwilling and unreconciled emotions were instantly led astray by Kalomu's words.

"Race? What race... ah, you mean... Miss Nie is not... not human?!"

Konrad was so shocked that he couldn't speak clearly. That Miss Nie looked like a human, a beautiful human!

Looking at his naive little young master, old Kalomu had to explain: "Blood... the Blood Clan is a member of the dark world, and the Elves, even in a state of isolation, are considered a race of the light world. Although race does not represent personal will, but... the Elves would never be willing to accept a visit from a Blood Clan member."

"Blood Clan? Vampire!" Little Konrad's eyes widened. That... that Miss Nie is a vampire!

Little Konrad couldn't help but reach out and touch his neck. Rumor...

"No, Young Master, your address is too rude! Miss Nie and we are just in the simplest employment relationship, that's all."

Watching his young master's worldview shattered, old Kalomu couldn't help but shake his head and exit the room.

This is also good. Whether it is a vampire or an Elf, the further away from ordinary people like us, the safer. ===== CHAPTER 252 =====