Sage's Queen's Cultivation Diary

Wingman can brew high-quality and cheap national wine. Cavel doesn't know what Sigma said is ten times better than ordinary ale, but judging by his confident appearance, he must be full of confidence in it.

"So you're just worried if someone is going to buy your wine?"

Having said that, Cavel also understands what Sigma is worried about. As I said before, the image of the Wingman in the eyes of various races can only be described as bad, with sloppy clothes and a body that emits a foul smell all the year round. And the cruel character, such a race is completely synonymous with garbage, and the wine brewed from garbage will be disgusting even if it is delicious, after all, no one knows if it is mixed with leftover food residue.

Thinking of the winged men with long claws that he had seen in the cave before, Caville couldn't help looking at Sigma curiously: "Speaking of which, why do you keep such long claws?"

"..."

Sigma was silent, and his unspeakable appearance made Caville wonder if he had said something he shouldn't have said. After struggling a lot, he still explained the reason.

"Because Yiren has no money to buy weapons, so he can only use his own body as a weapon."

It is no wonder that Sigma is unwilling to speak out for a race that is so downcast that they can't even afford weapons. However, Cavel is not in the mood to mock him now. He can tell that Sigma is really helping the Winged Human Race. I blame myself and work hard because I can hardly see a hopeful future.

"Then your fruit wine is brewed by those long claws?"

Sigma frowned: "How is it possible? Although I don't know what's going on, but being scratched by our claws is very likely to die, so the brewing of fruit wine is done by women, and the task of men is to go out Pick the fruit."

I see……

It was only then that Cavel understood why the young ladies of the Yiren were so clean except for their clothes. In a sense, the Yiren were not completely helpless if they could think about hygiene when brewing fruit wine, but That alone is not enough.

"That can't be done." Cavel shook his head, "No one will investigate who brews your wine, just seeing the appearance of the male winged man will make many people give up the idea of ​​buying your fruit wine , so ask your clansmen to cut off all the claws after you go back."

"What about the battle?"

"Just find something to replace it. If there is no other way, we can also teach you the method of forging weapons." Weapon forging is a technology that almost every race has mastered, so Caville did not use it. As a treasure, it was the fact that Yiren knew that he didn't have his own weapon production system, which surprised him.

"Speaking of which, they have embraced the thigh of an adventurer, but they didn't even tell you how to make weapons?"

"What normal weapons have you seen adventurers use?"

"Well... that's true."

After being reminded by Sigma, Cavel remembered that the adventurer's weapon was either bought from a blacksmith in this world, or it was a weapon that was too exaggerated to be a weapon like Raffles before, and came from the future They really don't look like they can forge weapons by themselves.

"Forget it, let's talk about the adventurer later, let's get down to business, in exchange for the manufacturing method of the weapon, you must cut those long claws clean, isn't that a problem?"

Sigma nodded without hesitation. It seemed that he didn't like the fact that his people were all unkempt like primitive people. As long as everyone had weapons that could ensure their combat effectiveness, they didn't need claws or anything.

"And your clothes." Cavel pointed to Sigma's dilapidated clothes, "No matter how poor you are, you can't just give a piece of rags to meet people. Do you know that your clothes are in a certain way?" In a sense, they are already playing hooligans.”

Miss Yiren are generally cool and beautiful, plus they have a hot figure, if they dress up well, they will definitely fascinate countless people. The male Yiren in the cave also have resolute faces. It can be seen that Yiren The human race is indeed a race loved by the gods, but it is a pity that all their advantages have been wasted.

"Beautiful things will attract people's attention invisibly, so elves will be so popular wherever they go, even the orcs only want to get their bodies... Cough cough cough!" The more he talked, the more energetic, Caville He almost forgot that there were two ignorant girls beside him, and stopped the car dangerously. He changed to a more euphemistic way of saying, "Even the orcs just want to take that beauty for themselves. But I never thought of harming their lives."

"what do you mean?"

"That's right, although I don't want to admit it, but Wingmen generally have an appearance that is not inferior to that of an elf." With a wave of his hand, Cavel took out a newly exchanged dress and handed it to Sigma, "Put it on."

The clothes were evening gowns that were common in Kavel's world. In order for Sigma to wear them, Kavel purposely made two big cuts on the back. After taking the clothes, the patriarch of the Winged Human Race nodded his head.

"……it is good."

"Don't take it off here!"

Kicking Sigma to the corner, Cavell took Lily and Lucy's hands and walked out of the room, leaving Gawain to watch Sigma not let him escape. They waited until the sound of dressing in the room faded away before they resumed Into the room.

There is a person in the room, a very handsome Winged Man, with a decent black evening dress, his black eyes, and black wings complement each other, at first glance, he looks like a gentleman full of mystery.

"Tsk! A mere supporting role, why is he so handsome!"

With a groan in his heart, Caville walked up to Sigma, who was still fiddling with the neckline of his evening dress. It seemed that such complicated clothes made him very uncomfortable.

"what do you think?"

"It's very tight, and it's awkward to wear." Finally unbuttoning the collar of the evening dress, Sigma let out a long sigh of relief, "But I've never worn clothes made of this material in my life, anyway, thank you gone."

... so miserable!Even I feel a little pitiful for the head of the clan to become like you!

"It's nothing, I gave it to you." It just doesn't have any attributes, it's just wearing clothes that look good, and it's quite cheap in the system store, and you can buy a bunch of them with a reward point, but Sigma obviously doesn't know this. , in his opinion, this is already quite a precious gift.

"What do you want to do? Buy me?"

"...I didn't think about buying it, but I really want to strangle you, you unbelievable thing!" Cavill covered his head with a headache, and looked at Lily and Lucy, "What do you think, what does he look like now? How about it?"

Compared with the evaluation of this man, the girl's eyes can better explain Sigma's current charm, but the girls' answers are a bit beyond his expectation.

"What does he look like now?...Silly?"

"rua~ is very handsome, but it's disgustingly handsome, no, I can't take it anymore!"

……

Well, it is indeed a little too much for Lily and Lucy to evaluate a person's appearance. After all, one is a straight person and the other is an idiot, and Mr. Sigma suddenly became depressed after being said such excessive words.

"Forget it, Gao Wen, let's talk about it."

Gawain's eyes widened in surprise after being called by Cavel's name. He looked at Sigma carefully, and he nodded affirmatively.

"Well, it's very suitable, but I'm sorry, whether it is beauty or temperament, your brilliance is not one ten-thousandth of mine."

Wow... this guy is really disgusting...

Glancing fiercely at Gao Wen who was starting to become narcissistic, Cavel smiled forcedly: "Don't listen to this guy's nonsense, you are already very handsome, no matter where you are in the cowboy's bar, you can definitely be Top card."

"Cowboy? What's that?"

"A career that sacrifices oneself to make frustrated women happy, it is very suitable for you."

"Really? Thanks."

Thanks to being a coaxable person from another world, if Sigma knew the true meaning of Cowherd, he would have rushed to fight Cavel, but thinking of Sigma's gentle attitude towards women and his bullying character, maybe……

No, no, no, no matter what, this is too rude for the head of the clan.

Throwing out the bad thoughts that came to mind, Cavel coughed solemnly: "If you want to change the reputation of Yiren, your image must be changed. After all, in addition to wisdom, you are the way you are now. It is no different from a beast, and it is certain that it will be repelled."

Sigma nods in agreement, but Cavill sees concern in his eyes anyway.

"Don't worry, I will solve the clothing problem for you, but I can only solve a small part for the time being, and you can only buy the rest with your own money."

"Well, as long as our fruit wine can be sold, I believe that all Yiren will be able to wear clean clothes soon, and I will pay back the money slowly in the future."

...It really is miserable, Yiren.

"It's good that you have such an awareness." Patting Sigma on the shoulder, Caville looked at the map that was still on the table.

"Then the remaining question is how to pay for your mistakes."

This is the biggest problem. The image can be solved with money, but the thorns rooted in the hearts of those races that have been invaded by the winged people are not so easy to remove.

"By the way, Sigma, how many countries and races have the Wingmen invaded?"

"33."

"..." Cavel's face froze, "How much?"

"33."

"……Can you say that again."

"thirty……"

"Enough!" After making sure that he heard correctly, Caville hugged his head in pain, a feeling of wanting to cry but not tears came to his heart.

"Are you taking aggression as a daily task!!"