547 This is the Specialty of the Cat-Humans (2/2)

Roland waited patiently.

The catgirl didn't stop vomiting until a dozen minutes later. She had vomited everything in her stomach that could be vomited.

The sand was burning under the heat of the sun, but the catgirl wasn't scared of it. She sat down on the sand, held her belly, and looked at Roland pitifully.

Roland took out clean water and food from the system Backpack.

After taking a rest and having some food and water, the catgirl gradually recovered.

About half an hour later, she finished the food and jumped from the sand, before she scampered to the city wall not far away holding Roland's hand. ”Master, let's go there! I've never been to another city before!”

After paying ten coppers, Roland and Marilyn were allowed to enter the city.

This was a city of hybrids. Roland saw hybrids of many different races in this place.

They looked like lions, tigers, leopards, wolves, dogs, and foxes with different skin colors. There were also dark-skinned drows and even two Lalafells that were sitting in baskets full of fruit. There was no telling where they were being sent to.

However, no other catgirls could be seen.

Therefore, Marilyn, as a delightful catgirl, attracted a lot of attention.

However, when the more brutish hybrids saw the collar on the catgirl's neck and the human Mage behind her, they could only hold back their inappropriate thoughts.

This was a city of hybrids, but many human merchants had businesses and even settled down here.

More importantly… the famous Red Magic Tower was only sixty kilometers to the west. Only an idiot would offend a Mage who was so close to his base.

If they wanted to kill themselves, there were better ways.

The catgirl had great fun on the street. There were plenty of residents, and the atmosphere here was livelier than the western district of the Red Magic Tower.

This place had a wider variety of goods than the Red Magic Tower did too.

That was understandable. After all, as an academic city, the Red Magic Tower only needed enough goods to keep everybody alive. Everybody was more focused on magic-related stuff.

In comparison, this was a city of common folk, and naturally it was more energetic.

Roland simply let Marilyn wander the streets while he followed her.

In the evening, Marilyn finally grew tired. She stopped and said to Roland, ”Master, I'm hungry.”

They were right next to a tavern, from which the fragrance of spicy roasted meat was emanating.

No wonder the kitten couldn't walk on anymore.

”Then let's have some food.”

Roland walked into the tavern first, and Marilyn followed excitedly.

The waiter was a vulpera. He approached and asked them what they wanted to eat.

The catgirl said quickly, ”I'd like a piece of all the kinds of meat in your restaurant.”

The waiter looked at Roland suspiciously.

Roland nodded and said, ”Just listen to her.”

The waiter slightly bowed and then left.

The tavern was a lot more quiet, as the combination of a catgirl, who was rare, and a human Mage, who must not be offended, was quite weird.

After a moment of silence, the noise in the tavern grew louder again.

Nobody wanted to do anything to the human and the catgirl.

Although hybrids were known for their proclivity towards violence, they were actually even smarter than human beings and knew the people they should avoid fighting very well.

The waiter soon began serving the food. He also offered a complimentary Desert Red Fruit Wine, which had aphrodisiac effects.

That was only because the waiter saw that the catgirl was wearing a slave collar. He thought that he could give her master some Desert Red Fruit Wine, so that they would have more fun at night.

However, although Roland drank all the Desert Red Fruit Wine, it didn't really work on him.

The aphrodisiac in the wine was considered a poison by his body. Although Roland's Constitution wasn't high at this moment, his health had been boosted by his equipment and his titles.

To put it simply, most poisons would be automatically dissolved after he took them.

Drinking the fruit wine, Roland recalled what he observed during the day.

There were many hybrids in this city, the vulpera making up a huge percentage of them.

The vulpera who stole something from the Monochrome Magic Tower chose to hide in this city probably to use his compatriots as cover.

Roland was considering how to find the thief without alarming him, when he heard two vulpera on his right side talking about something interesting.

”A few days ago, I saw a vulpera compatriot appear out of nowhere in front of me. That was scary.”

Huh? A spatial spell?

Roland subconsciously looked at the catgirl.

They had found a lead so quickly. It seemed that the catgirl's talent of intuitive hunting was truly terrifying.