God-level Store Manager - Chapter 3572

[Chapter 2636 The elf girl feels sorry 2/2]

An Nuo scratched her hair: “I don’t know, it’s just… I feel a little different from usual.” Her

tone was quite uncertain, and she couldn’t figure out the reason.

“Well… there should be no problem.” Ruoye thought for a moment and said, while subconsciously looking in the direction of the stairs.

Judging from the attitudes of the Duke and O’Shea, the owner of the Hearthstone Tavern must be far beyond her imagination.

As for why she would open a small tavern in the City of Steel, that was not something she needed to consider.

Since Annuo is a clerk in a tavern, if something happens, the boss will definitely not stand idly by.

Annuo finally finished thinking when the rope was about to burn to the end, played the card, and her turn was forced to end, switching to Ruoye’s turn.

“Actually, I’m curious about something.”

An Nuo hesitated for a moment, but in the end the curiosity in his heart took over.

“Huh?” Ruoye looked up.

“You must be very old, right?” An Nuo lowered his voice, his ice blue pupils shining with curiosity.

Elizabeth was an idol-level existence in her mind, so naturally she didn’t dare to ask more questions, while Ruoye was the second high-level undead she met who could communicate, and she also had a very kind personality.

Ruoye laughed softly, raised a translucent finger and shook it gently.

“It’s wrong to ask a girl’s age casually.”

“I’m sorry.”

Annuo lowered his head and apologized for his behavior.

“It’s okay.” Ruoye smiled softly and looked a little far away. She saw some familiar shadows on Annuo’s body, “What about you?” “

Ah?”

“How old are you?”

Annuo asked a little embarrassedly. He lowered his head and said, “I’m only over a hundred years old and haven’t had my coming-of-age ceremony yet.”

Ruoye nodded clearly.

He is only over a hundred years old, which is indeed a very young age among elves.

Immortal species are different from short-lived humans. Not only in other aspects, but also in terms of mental maturity, it takes several times or even dozens of times longer.

“Is your hair gold or silver?”

Ruoye’s eyes fell on the elf girl’s hair. The waterfall-like long hair was scattered randomly, and the golden color gradually transitioned to the silvery white of ice and snow.

Annuo wrapped her fingers around a strand of hair, which was cold and soft. She smiled and said, “The color of snow.”

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