Chapter 395 - Redundant Panache (1/2)

Roland was rather surprised. The drows were the mortal enemies of the elves. How could she blatantly show up in the elves’ territory?

Also, she seemed quite respected here.

Looking around, Roland found that most guests here were male human beings. There was not a single elf.

Those around the drow were clearly in three circles. There were only several men in the innermost circle, including a middle-aged man whose face was so red that he seemed drunk.

Was that man Red-Faced Ralph?

Those men were all young, proud and majestic.

The men that were in the outer circles seemed much more restrained.

The drow turned around, vaguely showing some of her body parts. Her smooth obsidian skin reflected light under the candles like a gem.

Almost all the men were looking at her with obvious l.u.s.t, but they had to hold themselves back, which made their faces weird.

Outside of the third circle, Roland watched the drow laugh inside and couldn’t help but compare her with Andonara.

In terms of looks, she was as good as the old Andonara but not as beautiful as the current Andonara.

In terms of vibe, truth be told, both of them were quite s.l.u.tty, except that the drow was s.l.u.tty in public and Andonara cast her s.e.xual appeal on Roland exclusively.

In terms of body figure, the drow was quite attractive, but not as attractive as Andonara.

Anna crushes her in every way. She’s the best.

Roland watched the show calmly.

Before he came, the waiter had stated that if anyone could please Susie, she would fulfill all his demands unless she couldn’t.

It seemed that a young man was trying to please Susie.

“Beautiful lady, I’ve acquired one-third of a petal from the World Tree from an elf. Now, I dedicate it to you and hope that you can stay beautiful forever.”

“One-third of a petal cannot keep me beautiful forever.” On her chair, Susie held her head with one hand and extended the other. “Show it to me. If it’s real, I’ll do anything for you.”

The young man respectfully delivered a quaint silver box with both hands.

Susie subconsciously sat straight and opened the box, full of hope.

Inside the box was a golden handkerchief where one third of a pink petal was placed.

Susie’s excitement gradually faded. She yawned, closed the box, and threw it back to the young man. Then she said, “It’s fake. Get lost.”

“That’s impossible! An elf sold it to me! I paid dozens of gold coins!” the young man cried palely. “Elves don’t lie!”

“Who told you that elves don’t lie?” Susie lay back on her chair and smiled disdainfully. “Besides, it might not be a pure-blood elf you met. Half-elves can be very treacherous, don’t you agree, the new Mage here?”

Roland raised his eyebrow.

The young man seized the opportunity to squeeze out of the crowd and flee.

The men around Susie, especially those at the inner circle, were confused. They couldn’t see Roland behind the crowd.

Putting on a s.e.xy smile, she pointed her finger in Roland’s direction.

Like Moses dividing the sea, the crowd separated, presenting a straight aisle. Roland was at the end of this aisle.

Susie had noticed Roland since the moment he entered the manor, not with her eyes but with her mind.