Other Races Guidebook

If you knew it would develop into this way, you would not agree to Dubin's request to participate in this event.

Being stared at by so many pairs of eyes in the audience, you have been acting in a low-key manner, and you have never had the experience of showing up in front of everyone. You are frightened by this kind of scene and atmosphere. It is not easy to speak, but in order to maintain the dignity of Doberman, you still Enduring the tension and panic, he stumbled and said: "Mr. Doberman, I, I really can't... You still have to change..."

Your stiff body is wrapped into a thick and strong chest, and the other's tall figure covers the eyes of the audience, so that your tense consciousness finally has a moment of relaxation.

"Don't you think it's just sending a flower," the Orc lowered his head and whispered to your ear: "You owed me just such a sum, right?"

After being poked in the center by the other party, you bit your lip with some guilty conscience, turning your face away and saying: "I, I know, how can I cooperate with you?"

Feeling your body trembles uncontrollably, Doberman suddenly stretched out his hand to lift your chin, "You don't have to do anything. If you are afraid, just look at me and don't care about others' eyes."

How could I not care!

But when you raise your head, you fall into a sea of ​​gray fog that looks like a deep vortex, which deeply attracts all your attention and makes you unable to look away for a while.

"Look at me." Doberman whispered again and again. The indifferent voice that softened suddenly seemed to be melted ice, unexpectedly with irresistible lethality.

The demi-orc with the appearance of a half-werewolf slowly backed up two steps, getting away from you.

Your eyes follow him unconsciously, as if being drawn by invisible magic.

Suddenly, a steady, powerful and rhythmic vigorous drumbeat sounded outside the venue, as if a harbinger of a sacred sacrificial ceremony.

Doberman leaned down slowly, his gray eyes gradually deepening, and he was stained with a particularly deep and hot fire.

The Orc half arched his back, his broad shoulders and neckline slowly tightened, and the slightly relaxed gray beast ears above his head stood up vigilantly and astutely, as if they had met their favorite prey. The brow bones are fiercely lowered, the pupils are dangerously tightened, and the sharp canine teeth are looming between the slightly grinning lips.

At this moment, Doberman's whole person seemed to be ready to hunt, releasing the suppressed true cruel and cold beast nature.

And you are the prey that was locked by him.

But you are surprisingly not afraid.

Although the terrible strength and oppression that came from him did not alleviate, it contained something else, which made his chest hot, blushing and heartbeat.

'Boom--Boom--'

The drums began to gradually become rush.

The body of the Orc also began to move.

You used to think that a hobby like dancing is more suitable for women with more feminine body lines, but when you see the sturdy and slender body in front of you, the handsome and deep facial features reveal aggression and masculinity, as if carefully carved. The stone-like male suborc shows his wildness and beauty like a jungle hunter in front of you. The sexy and perfect flesh that belongs to the primitive male. When the body exudes the hot hormonal breath, you can't help it Holds his breath.

For a while, you are a little confused, whether he treats you as a prey or as a strong male showing his superiority to his favorite female.

Throughout the process, the long, narrow, burning gray eyes of the Orc stared at your expression for an instant, and the body was tight, as if ready to go. As long as you showed a weakness, you would open your fangs and face Bite your throat.

For a while, you can't tell whether the rushing frequency of your chest is because of fear or heartbeat.

Because you held your breath for too long, your cheeks flushed faintly, and you couldn't help but open your lips slightly, exhaling a bit of stuffiness.

At the moment you are slightly relaxed, the drum beats outside the court suddenly become denser.

The beast that has been dormant in front of you for a long time is also ready to bite and prey on you.

The sub-orc was like a real wolf, with his limbs on the ground, his sharp ears trembling slightly, and the wolf tail under the tail vertebrae swayed slightly, quietly approaching you.

Doberman’s dangerous and deep gaze is raging from bottom to top. It looks at you like looking at your own possessions. His eyes are no longer as cold and indifferent as usual, revealing something that makes your ears hot. Exposed. Bone burning.

Obviously from the angle of looking up, you feel that you don't have a half advantage. You are more like a small animal forced into a corner with nowhere to escape. The whole body is full of dangerous auras that you can't escape.

You finally couldn't help this terrible and weird atmosphere, and your voice was almost crying, calling out: "Mr. Du, Dubin..."

"Smelly dog, didn't you see your sister, so you were scared to cry? Contain the dog's scent on your body."

A pair of slender arms stretched out from behind you, bringing your body back, completely away from the dangerous area created by Doberman.

"Sister, are you okay?" The boy put his chin on your shoulder and asked with affection and concern: "Have you been frightened by this smelly dog?"

The height of the teenager is half a head taller than you. When you hold you in your arms, your cheeks are itchy with fluffy white hair and fluffy soft cat ears.

Even if you know that this teenager was just a cat-eared Xiaozheng with a cute appearance of eight or nine years ago, but now that he is approaching adulthood, you feel that the distance and behavior between the two are a bit too close. Up.

"Thank you, I'm fine." You breathed a sigh of relief and broke free from his arms.

When you turned your head to the side, you were stunned when you saw the appearance of the boy with cat ears at the moment.

The teenager is wearing a white outfit similar to a trainee knight. The slim and decent tailoring outlines the unique slenderness and flexibility of the teenager. The white hair that crosses the shoulders tied up a simple and neat short ponytail behind his head, with ruby ​​eyes. Compared with the mellow and innocent childhood, the slightly raised eyes revealed a bit of vigor and vigor and handsomeness. Coupled with his already excessively delicate and delicate appearance, it was quite amazing at first glance, and it was very impressive. This kind of youthful feeling as if ignorant of first love.

All the Cowboys I've seen before are dressed rather unscrupulously, and when you suddenly see a well-behaved boy, you can't help but feel a sense of disparity.

You can't help but reach out and touch his head, and your tone is kindly like an old woman who sees her rebellious and disobedient grandson suddenly change her mind and becomes a good child.

"You look good in this way." You rarely praised it.

The white-haired young man was stunned, and did not complain about your weird tone, as if he really liked how you treat him, narrowed his red eyes slightly contentedly, and gently rubbed the palm of your hand.

"If my sister likes it so much, will I wear other clothes to show you next time? Even if I don't wear anything..." Even more powerful. Before the explosive words were finished, the boy with cat ears was carried and led to him. Threw it out.

The cat-eared teenager didn't fall to the ground in an embarrassing manner, but with the help of the super balance of the cat people, he had already stood firm before landing.

The white-haired cat-eared teenager changed the cuteness and cuteness that faced you before, just like a little devil with an undisclosed nature. He smiled provocatively at the black-faced Doberman: "Smelly dog, you are so jealous that your sister likes me more. Oh, this face is really ugly."

Doberman ignored his provocation, but looked at you with a sullen expression, "...you actually like this?"

There was a very strange questioning in the tone.

You feel very confused and don't even understand what the other person means.

As if you suddenly wanted to understand something, you looked at him seriously and said, "Mr. Doberman, please rest assured, I will definitely vote for you."

After hearing this, Doberman did not feel relieved, his eyebrows frowned fiercely, and after staring at you with an indescribable look for a while, he finally bowed his head in your direction like a self-defeating and took your hand. Touch his head.

At first you were a little dazed, but when your fingers touched the soft and warm dog ears, your whole person entered a state of abnormal trance.

In fact, the fluff on Doberman’s ears is not particularly soft. The hair on the tip of the ear is still a bit rough and hard, but it can’t stop you. You are a severely fluff-controlled patient, and when he touches the soft hair on the root of the Orc’s ear, his reaction is particularly To make you satisfied, it is like a ferocious giant dog, touched by people's fragile and sensitive parts, but still has to suppress the nature of resistance, but forcibly restrain and endure.

And looking at Dobin’s response this time, it seems to be a free service for you.

In short, you are shamefully bought.

"Mr. Doberman, your ears...you are really good, I believe you will win the first place." After touching enough, your cheeks are slightly red and your eyes are bright and whisper.

Doberman glanced at you blankly, as if he didn't even have the strength to complain.

"Sister, you can also touch me, and I don't need money." The cat-eared teenager who was unwilling to be ignored by the neglect came over, grabbed your other hand and touched his head.

But it was quickly stopped.

"Doberman, Setim, if you harass the guests in this way, you will be disqualified from this competition." The black-haired and red-eyed demon youth appeared on the stage with a smile on his forehead against a bright red crossroad.

You later realized that you were still standing on the stage. You could hardly dare to look at the expressions of the audience below the stage. Your cheeks were flushed from shame, and you quickly apologized to Aleucus in a panic.

Aleucus didn't blame you for interrupting the event, but calmed you down with a soft word, and then invited you off the stage.

After stepping off the stage, Reza and others immediately gathered around and asked enthusiastically about your relationship with Doberman and the Cat Ear Boy.

You honestly told them the reason, and as a result, several people expressed their disbelief, and even a serious expression that they would never give up without breaking the casserole.

It just so happened that it was the last flower delivery link.

In order to impress the cowherd of their choice, Lis Luo Luo and the others quickly rushed to the first place, and you also got a moment of breathing time.

When there are not many people left, you can put on the special clothing for the event and cover yourself tightly before walking forward to give flowers.

The basket in front of every Cowboy has a lot of flowers, especially the basket in front of the wood elves Dia, the vampire Lyris, and the sub-orc Dobin the most flowers, and the cat-eared boy named Setim The basket is actually second only to them.

When you passed in front of the vampire Rilis, he whispered to you quietly, "Little sister, if you are willing to give me your flowers, I will help you pay off your debt..."

"Mr. Lillis violated the regulations and used money to lure guests, so his ranking was cancelled." The demon youth who haunted him reappeared and issued a notice to the vampire with a pale (?) face.

"Hey, wait, I can explain... eh!"

As if afraid of him being verbose, Aleucus skillfully stuffed a piece of cloth that he didn't know where it came from into his mouth.

Then he smiled at you in a cold sweat and politely said: "This lady, you can continue now."

Although he recognized you by his breath, Aleucus still pretended not to recognize you because you were now wearing that one-piece cloak to hide your appearance.

For fear of another accident, you quickly threw the flowers in your hand into the basket in front of Doberman, then hurriedly turned and left.

Now your task is finally complete.

You were about to say goodbye to Reisa and the others, then you went back to the store to clean up, and then you were going to go home. In a blink of an eye, you realized that these people had left you behind, not knowing which cowboy had hooked you away. .

You sighed helplessly. When you were about to go back, your waist suddenly tightened, and your vision suddenly turned upside down.

"Mr. Du and Dubin, what are you doing?"

You looked shocked at the Orc who suddenly saw you under his arm like a bag of rice.

Doberman lowered his head and took off the half-face mask. His narrow gray eyes looked at you with a strange temperature gradually heating up.

You have a bad premonition inexplicably.

Soon, you verified your idea.

Dubin led you out of the venue and walked to the door of the innermost room in the store.

When he opened the door, you saw a gloomy dungeon and various instruments of torture hanging on the wall with dark red blood stains.

"Mr. Du and Dubin, please calm down. I know I didn't behave well just now, but you don't need to be so angry..."

"What do you want to tie me up?"

"Hey...what?"

Seems to be too lazy to explain to you. After putting you down, Doberman walked to the corner and brought a bunch of things in your frightened gaze.

You find that the things he brought with him contained strange objects such as ropes, chains, shackles, and leather whips.

"Choose the same."

Doberman said coldly to you.