"Do you by any chance know what they mean by ' How many do you think he can make' ?" This quoted sentence is really bugging me! How can you ask such a question? Well I don't have know they mean.
"PFFT HAHAHAHA!" Mr. Elan Burst into more vigorously laughter! This man, does he have a laughing disorder or what? I really don't understand what is funny about the question I asked.
"They are referring to the number of cubs you can make." Alson replied, his cheeks were red. My face however was extremely pale, as if drained of all it's blood, or was it red? I really don't know, but what the heck? Cubs!
" Do you have a partner?" I really had to ask. He wouldn't blush so profusely about the topic of cubs. For Eshwyn's sake, I am meant to blush. Besides, Alson is a well endowed man, I would say drop-dead handsome, wait, isn't drop dead gorgeous, doesn't matter though.
"You sure are chatty.". He tried avoiding this topic, but 'someone' wasn't going to let him.
"Ans pfft wer pfft 'em." Though nearly audible through the constant laughs, Sir Elan managed to squeeze out something.
"I've soon to find the right one." Alson stopped walking, his hair fluttered in the wind, then he put on a righteous look, and explained. If not for the look on Sir Elan's face that said he wanted to faint, I would have believed him.
"Liar!, they find him too serious, and because of the scarcity of females they are eligible to have another partner, but he wouldn't let them." Sir Elan who seemed to be on the edge of fainting, and staying conscious revealed with an expression that seemed to depict having a heavy weight lifted off his chest.
"I'll..." Alson was embarrassed, the only thing I can use to describe his embarrassed look is when, Lady Enslong's son raped my sister, but his inadequate little brother was revealed.
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[Same day]
[A short mountain some miles away from the tiger tribe Village]
Time fleeted by, and I found myself climbing a mounting. There were feet and hand holes in the mountain that made it easier to climb, but me and my frail body still found it difficult.
"Sir A- .. Alson." I quickly corrected myself after feeling his skin piercing glare. Remind me again not to use 'Sir' or 'Mister'.
"Alson, may I be a worry once more, but what part of Centinar are we in?" I was curious, though I wasn't really knowledgeable about the geographical locations of the Continent of Elves or the Central Continent, Lady Enslong was a trader, and with many businesspersonnels visiting her from time to time, I at least knew of the regions and the elf races native to those regions.
"Oh, if you mean the the Elfdom in Centinar,
then I'll tell you this, you're very far from home.
We are in the Tiger tribe of Centora, the beast continent." I studied Alson carefully as he pulled his body up the mountain, and stood on it. So, Eshwyn that thoughtful Divine transported me all the way to the northern continent. Thank you!
I, too, completed my climb, and stood atop the mountain.
"Last one is a rotten egg!" Alson's declaration broke my concentration. I cam guess he did this after noticing Elan's hand now stretching to the top of the mountain. These two friends, do they always fight?
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