Chapter 127 - 46. Demon Species
Snake Head Street was just as dirty and disordered as ever. It was a good thing that Fisher had been visiting during noon or afternoon. Had it been nighttime, this place would become truly "lively."
At that time, the filthy street would be populated either by drugged vermin, smugglers peddling various prized goods, or women selling their company for the night.
The environment here was terrible, nearly devoid of public facilities. Various crimes bred in this place. Even the police chief, when he came here, would end up stolen down to his underpants, which was why Old Jack wanted to move out so badly. This place was just too poor for his three lovely granddaughters.
When Fisher pushed open the door to Old Jack’s tavern, his scarred face was staring blankly at the entrance. Only when the Nali Gentleman with a hand cane appeared before him did he let out a sigh of relief, a look of deep gratitude on his face.
"Thank goodness I still have you to help. Otherwise, I might have really had to throw her out. But after all, she’s a woman, and laying on Snake Head Street all night, not even her bones would remain."
Old Jack spoke with disgust, but it did not conceal his goodwill towards his guest. After all, he also had three demi-human children. Although initially, he had many prejudices against demi-humans, after living with them for a long time, only verbal prejudices remained. Occasionally, despite his stubborn reluctance, he could not resist the requests of those three lovely girls to buy nuts.
Fisher smiled, took off his gentleman’s hat, and asked,
"Where is the demi-human?"
"This way, follow me."
This time, Old Jack didn’t lead Fisher towards the basement but instead had settled the mysterious lady in the storeroom behind the tavern. He didn’t trust to let this unknown lady mingle with the three Mouse Human girls.