165 Elf (2/2)

Vivian nodded. She only wished that Serrari could meet more men other than Roland.

Putting her tray down, Vivian went upstairs.

Hawk looked at her back and said enviously, ”You've got a great secretary.”

”Your Link is not bad either.”

”No.” Hawk agreed with him. Then he said, ”But he is a man.”

Link rolled his eyes. ”I'm sorry for being a man.”

”It would be great if you were a woman.” Hawk counterattacked habitually.

Link didn't fight back but was deep in thought.

Roland and Jett looked at each other, both feeling that they couldn't join their conversation at all.

At this moment, Vivian returned with Serrari.

Serrari had already rested for a few days. She looked much better than a few days earlier.

In a green dress, she slowly walked down, her soft blond hair shining in the light. Her lake-like eyes and her figure made everybody feel that she was a goddess that had arrived in the human world.

Both Hawk and Jett took a deep breath, and Link was obviously jealous.

”Why did you ask for me?” asked Serrari proudly after she walked to Roland. She didn't even bother to look at Hawk and his companions.

”My friends would like to meet you,” replied Roland casually.

Serrari glanced at Hawk and his companions unemotionally and refocused her eyes on Roland. ”I didn't know that you were a pimp. Or are you simply bragging that you have an elf?”

”You have a sharp tongue.” Roland sighed. ”They're here for business.”

Serrari thought for a moment and said, ”Fine. For your sake, I'll listen to what they have to say.”

Roland smiled bitterly.

Hawk and the newcomers looked more or less the same. They had heard that elves were proud and condescending, and what they heard proved to be true.

”Beautiful elven lady, I am the deputy chairman of Silver Wings,” Hawk said politely. ”We've always admired elves. After we learned that you're here, we hoped that we could meet you here and seek to establish connections with the elves.”

Serrari gazed at Hawk in silence, and the disdain on her face thickened. ”Your so-called Silver Wings is just a guild of mercenaries, is it not?”

”I guess you can say that.”

”Then what's your problem? How idiotic are you to think that a mercenary group can cooperate with a nation?”

Hawk was stunned, and so was Link.

They suddenly remembered that they were indeed a small group while the elves were a nation of sorts.

However, Hawk, as a deputy chairman, was famous for his diplomatic abilities and his quick wits.

He soon found an excuse. ”Big organizations and small ones have their respective advantages; it's possible for us to help the elves in ways you can't foresee.”

Serrari scorned them and stood up, before she said to Roland, ”I'm tired. I'm going to bed. Don't let such fools disturb me again.”

She left after saying that.

Hawk was fascinated as he stared at her back. ”She's as proud and mean as the elves in the R18 games. How cute…”

Link said angrily, ”Why? Do you want to play an R18 game with elves in this game?”

For some reason, Hawk felt scared and rubbed his arms subconsciously.

Roland shook his head and said, ”Hawk, how about a deal?”