Chapter 182: Tooth Fairy Fairy

Rod was just about to correct the fellow's remark when another constable came straight toward him from the front of the street.

That constable saluted him respectfully:

"My lord Rod, Lord Dimia hopes you can spare some time to come over; she has something she wishes to discuss with you in person. Are you available now? If so, I can guide you to the route or take you there directly."

The name of Ranger Rod had now been thoroughly established throughout Shi Ying Town.

With some old acquaintances, it was fine at worst; they might just tease you a bit, and the mode of interaction would not change significantly.

But these newly appointed constables were different; they were polite and awestruck, their eyes full of admiration and reverence, not looking at a high-ranking person, but rather facing a new god.

Some humans were always keen on seeking faith, then molding that faith in their hearts into a perfect, flawless image.

Rod was not used to being stared at by men with such a gaze.

But women were fine, preferably beautiful girls of other races.

David: "It must be about the betrothal! No problem, I'll go and speak for you!"

Seeing David's face look like he was about to go fight, Rod smiled bitterly and held him down.

Even if there really was a betrothal or something, he would never agree to it.

After all, the nobles of Aethelorn were all humans; there were no other races.

After making it clear to David, he followed that young constable into the city hall.

It was still in Dimia's office.

At this moment, besides Dimia and the old gentleman Humbert, there was also a tall, elegant, mature older sister inside.

She wore an elegant long dress, her breasts high, with purple wavy long hair draped over her shoulders.

Her ears were long and pointed, composed of the structure of insect exoskeletons and membranous wings.

As soon as she saw Rod enter, the older sister immediately looked at him, revealing a gentle and approachable smile.

It made one feel as if bathed in spring breeze.

Rod noticed the membranous wings behind the other party and immediately his eyes brightened slightly.

"Wow, a human-sized Tooth Fairy, a super rare breed!"

Tally couldn't help but sigh, then she secretly leaned close to her master's ear: "Master, find a chance to do her."

Rod: "I am also picky; does your master look like the type who just starts without asking?"

"Isn't he?"

The old gentleman Humbert, being a more social character, immediately introduced the two to each other.

This Tooth Fairy was named Rosalia, a talent newly recruited by Storm City, so she was not acquainted with the witch Dimia.

"I have long heard of your name, Mr. Rod."

Rod returned a smile and shook hands lightly with the other party.

Only then did he realize that this Tooth Fairy was not different only in her ears and wings.

Her index and ring fingers on her palm were conspicuously like insect creatures, wrapped in black-purple exoskeletons.

Rosalia apologized: "Sorry, did I frighten you?"

"No, I think it is very beautiful." Having said that, Rod even rubbed it carefully.

The other party did not resist, lightly scratching on his palm.

And a proper yet timidly seductive smile appeared on her face.

Rod couldn't help but nod inwardly.

Very good, this sister knows her stuff.

Then.

Rod took his seat.

Everyone was a decent person; naturally, they would not go straight to the point.

First, they chatted about the recent attack by seventh-rank feathered people and demon breeds, then they chatted about recent anecdotes and interesting stories.

Amidst the laughter-filled conversation, the extremely bored Tally had already leaned against Rod's shoulder and fallen asleep.

She had turned into a young girl, so it was not out of place.

Rosalia: "It is just like this; to escape that all-powerful Duke Falon, I was forced to leave my homeland, Gem City, and then went all the way down. I originally intended to stay temporarily in Deepwater City, but the family I had just joined went bankrupt due to fraud by an old green dragon.

Afterwards, I came to the edge of Bithy Court; since Emerald City is the premier tourist city of Aethelorn, but unexpectedly, I saw from afar the beginning of the tragic sacrifice by the Fire City mages, which almost made my heart and spirit crack.

That sacrifice ritual leaked a bit; I had long been settling at the peak of the sixth rank, so I painfully, and not by my own will, reached the seventh rank.

I deeply felt the bad luck in my star fate, so I dared not stay too long in kind families. Fortunately, Baron Lam of Storm City was sensible and did not mind these things; now I plan to work for her temporarily."

The Tooth Fairy briefly recounted her origins.

While speaking, she was sorrowful and melancholic, carrying a natural sense of melancholy that made people feel pity.

Everyone sympathized with her plight.

But at the same time, they felt sorrow for the situation in Storm City.

This Rosalia had arrived in the Storm City region for less than two months in total, yet she was already entrusted with such important negotiation work.

If not for the fact that this Tooth Fairy's details and tokens matched those in the letter, Dimia and Humbert would have started suspecting that this person had been swapped out by a substitute.

Actually, they had no choice.

The personnel of Storm City had been drawn away by more than half due to the war, and the high-end combat power was directly cleared out.

Negotiations required not only probing but also appropriately displaying one's strength; more importantly, it was about maintaining face.

If there was not even a single seventh-ranker, how could one talk about face?

So they hurriedly sent out a newly recruited seventh-ranker.

Since Storm City was mentioned.

Everyone smoothly steered the topic there.

Humbert: "As for the upcoming negotiations with Coral Bay, I wonder what attitude my lord in the city holds?"

Rosalia straightened her posture, and a serious expression appeared on her mature, charming face.

Next came the preparations for the negotiations, along with the bottom line and objectives of Windstorm City.

Rod was not very interested to begin with; he had only come out of respect for Dimia.

Besides, of course, he was also somewhat interested in the Tooth Fairy.

He simply took out the black slime that the rabbit woman Ona had given him a week ago, kneading it in his hand while exchanging spiritual energy with it using a spell.

This black slime was only half the size of a palm, like pure black jelly; it could be kneaded into various shapes, but actually possessed a certain hardness.

The spell for exchanging spiritual energy was specially developed by the mages of the Containment Department, and its name was very simple and blunt: 【Spiritual Energy Exchange Technique with Black Slime — Version Eight】.

Over this past week, whenever he had free time, he would knead it.

But how to put it, it had absolutely no effect.

Exchanging spiritual energy with the slime was not a problem; it could be done successfully.

It was just that the spiritual energy exchanged back was no different from what one would absorb directly from the air.

Rod pinched Tally's small fingers in his lap while pondering.

"The key lies in absorbing the part rich in water elements and fluid metals; this spiritual energy exchange spell merely absorbs the spiritual energy within the slime that hasn't had time to transform."

This black lump was not dead; it would also autonomously absorb spiritual energy from the air.

After being separated from the main body, it became a complete magical creature; this is a characteristic of slimes.

Like the main body, it was also very lazy and friendly toward humans.

One could tell just by seeing how it did not resist no matter how it was pinched.

Rod looked at Tally, then looked at this lump.

A strange thought suddenly arose:

What if I used 【Elbert's Secret Book of Fun Love】 on it?

Of course, it would not be the self-entertaining use of a fleshlight; with a female companion by his side, he did not want to do it himself.

He would need to ask Tally about the method; succubi always had unexpected little ideas.

(End of Chapter)