The sacred right side of a certain comic

Following this man, Roy wandered around the slums and finally came to an extremely remote place.

"It's... right there, sir!"

The man in the slum shrank his neck and pointed to the small wooden house in front of him.

Compared with the mess of the poor people living in the slum, this small wooden house looks much neater, but it is not usable. To describe it as clean and refreshing, some of the wooden blocks that make up the wooden house are already moldy and damp. It is only the ingenuity of the owner of this house that put it together into such a place that looks like a 'home'.

"Well, is this it? But it must be very difficult for a half-elf to live in a place like this. For example, he will be harassed."

Roy nodded slightly and asked a new question.

"Aren't you just here to harass her?……"

The man muttered something in a low voice, thinking that Roy didn't hear what he said, but Roy just laughed at his slander and wouldn't get angry and kill someone just because of such words.

The man did not dare not answer Roy's words. His voice was a little hoarse, and he tried his best to use a terrifying tone:"……As an adult, Miss Satila is very beautiful. There are some people in the slums who have malicious intentions towards her, but those people wanted to sneak into Miss Satila's house secretly, and in the end... they all disappeared in the end."

The man swallowed when he said this. He was not lying. This is what really happened. Elf women are inherently beautiful, and so are half-elves. Such a beautiful girl lives in this slum. If she If she didn't have any means or ability to protect herself, she would have been captured by those evil losers and used as a tool to vent their anger.

But this half-elf named Satila has been living here without incident, which in itself is a sign. has a problem

‘satila……’

When Roy heard this name, he knew that he had found the right person in the right place. Although there are not many silver-haired half-elves in this world, they are definitely not unique, but the silver-haired half-elf named Satila should be the one. There is only one.

This man from the slum spoke in such a terrifying tone because he actually wanted to threaten Roy and hoped that he would not have any bad thoughts about Satila. Roy's threats and warnings to him could naturally be seen, but looking at This person had no ill intentions, he was just thinking about Satila, so Roy forgave him generously.

"Okay, now that you've found the place, you can go."

Roy waved his hand, indicating that the man could leave.

The man hesitated, turned around with some hesitation, and couldn't help but said:"……Sir, Miss Satila is really kind. I hope you can treat her well. It would be better if... it would be better if you could take her away from here. This slum is really not a place where a girl like her should live."

For a person who has lived at the bottom of this slum for more than 20 years, the man certainly knows what a noble man like Roy is doing when he comes to this fetid place to find a beautiful woman. He knows that he is powerless to resist. But being humble, he only hopes that the kind-hearted half-elf lady can be treated well

"Also... I hope you won't say that I brought you here."

The man said with shame. He felt that he had betrayed Satila.

"You talk too much nonsense, take your children and leave this slum."

Roy was a little impatient. He glared at the man. The slightly raised aura made the man in the slums become alert. A kind of fear overflowed from the deepest part of his heart. Only then did he remember that Roy's identity was not his. After saying that, he trembled and left quickly.

After the man walked away, Roy took a closer look at the bad situation in this corner of the slum.

Compared to the dirty slum, this corner seemed much cleaner. The smell of the air is also relatively light. There are some dried peels all over the ground around this corner. The smell should be neutralized by these peels. The moldy cabin is between some firewood and peels. The wooden house The style is like a tree house, which should be the habit of elves. It is said that elves live in tree houses.

On a small square table next to the wooden house are some working tools. The tools look a little old, but they are placed It was neat and tidy, which showed the care of the owner here.

Roy walked to the wooden house and felt it. There were no magic traps or anything like that here. Although Roy didn't understand the magic of this world, the magic power The fluctuations do not lie. There is no magic fluctuation here, which means that this wooden house is very ordinary. Satila's ability to prevent herself from becoming the plaything of those malicious people in the slums should not rely on magic. The wooden house is not locked. , there is no need for locks in the slums, they cannot lock those who really want to steal.

I just opened the door and walked in. Unlike what I expected, the wooden house was not very fashionable, and the area of ​​the house was not large, so There is a small window on the back wall of the wooden house covering an area of ​​more than ten square meters. Sunlight shines in from the small window, making the interior of the wooden house very refreshing. A bed is leaning against the wall. The only furniture is a simple and monotonous table and chairs. This table I don’t know where the chair was picked up from other people’s trash, and the legs of the chair are crooked.

There are ivy-like green vegetation on the walls of the house, which makes this dilapidated hut look very warm. There are no oil lamps or any other decorations. , the only decoration is that bit of vegetation. It is definitely not an exaggeration to describe the house as bare walls. From this, we can know the poverty of the owner of this wooden house.

"It really deserves to be called an elf, and it looks quite natural."

Roy sat directly on the bed. There was a creaking sound from the weak wooden bed. When he saw that the wooden house was also filled with peels, he released the magic. Sure enough, there was no smell in this small space. There was only a sweet fruity smell.

Roy looked left and right, but he didn't find anything valuable, let alone a girl's underwear. There were some wild fruits in the basket on the table, and these wild fruits were not available in the city. Sold by humans, they are probably as worthless as wild vegetables. The half-elf girl probably relies on these things to satisfy her hunger.

"What a miserable life……"

Roy sighed.

It was now in the afternoon, and Satila hadn't come back yet. Roy sat beside Satila's bed and took out the fruits he had bought before. These fruits were all special products from another world that he had never eaten before. The fruits were all After being cleaned by the owner of the shop, he picked out one of the fruits that he had never eaten before and started to taste them.

Some were sour, some were sweet, and some tasted strange, but overall they were delicious and gave Roy a novel feeling.

Before, whether it was the Godslayer World or the Moon World, it was the Earth as a whole, and this was Roy's first time coming to a different world with exotic customs, and he was also very novel.

Slowly, time began to flow, and when the sun set in the west, leaving only a faint red light, Roy heard light footsteps coming from outside the house.

Satira is back.

That"jealous witch"!