Poison Eve
Chapters-155

The fairies are so beautiful. His face was taper and smooth white like a marble statue. And they look radiant. Their lips are thin in blood. A tiny nose looked up. And. his ears are pointy.

"It's Mairera!" Nazareth introduced the gold-haired girl with a pair of bright blue eyes that stood tightly in front of her. "She's the chief's daughter."

Evelyn gave a short nod while forcing a smile. The girl's look made him uncomfortable.

"Everything! This is Evelyn!" Nazareth introduced Evelyn to everyone. "My love!"

Mairera spontaneously bowed, nodding at Evelyn with a grim look.

Is it just my feelings? thought Evelyn. Why does Mairera look so upset?

"And her..your empress!" Nazareth added.

Everyone kneeled down at Evelyn, except Mairera. "I'll tell my dad!" he said he pretended not to hear Nazareth's last words. He turned around quickly, then darted and disappeared out of nowhere.

Evelyn glanced at Nazareth.

The man let out a short sigh, then wrapped one of his hands around Evelyn's shoulder while smiling thinly without turning his head. "Let's go meet the chief!" he said as he sighed at Evelyn's steps with firm persuasion.

The women and children were leading them cheerfully.

Before long, a man who was also very beautiful approached them in a hurry, followed by a number of other men who were no less beautiful.

There are no parents!

All fairy humans stopped growing at thirty years of age, except for their cultivation.

It was said that the ugliest of the fairy race was the prettiest in the human race…

Everyone there was long-haired, wearing a long robe with long sleeves covered in a color sheath cloth usually wrapped around the shoulders or used as a face veil and headscarf.

Some wore belts and headbands of precious metals with gemstones. Some wore wing-shaped headdresses behind their ears and wristbands wrapped around half their arms.

Each color represents a clan, headdress, hand ornament and belt represents a caste.

But unlike the standards of the human caste, the height and low of the fairy caste is not determined by the amount of their wealth, but is determined by the level of science. The higher their knowledge, the higher their caste.

"Mr Princess!" The chieftain knelt down in front of Evelyn.

Tall, slender with white hair metah as straight as a ruler whose length reaches to the waist.

His cloak and veil were black, representing the earth and wind.

Headbands, belts and handpieces of noble rhodium-metal are black, representing the wisdom of the second-class noble caste. Equivalent to the exegetes in the land of man. Call it a scholar.

The other man knelt down.

Mairera followed him forcefully.

"We really didn't know His Majesty was going to visit!" said the chief.

"Stand!" evelyn's word is pitched. Feeling stung by Mairera's attitude.

Nazareth glanced at him with his eyes squinted. Why is his mood so bad? thought surprised. "Ah—begini!" nazareth said to the chief. "We won't linger here. If I'm honest, we're actually dating."

Mairera was bowing deeper and deeper. His face became increasingly unsightly.

"But, because I'm already here. I'd like to have a word with you" Nazareth added.

The chieftain and the men stood up in unison.

Mairera immediately stepped aside with wide steps.

Evelyn looked at her back with a feeling of annoyance. A level twenty elf alone dared to be presumptuous! inner growled.

As if he could read Evelyn's mind, Nazareth suddenly grabbed the girl's hand and grasped it.

Evelyn looked up with a tight face.

The chieftain and the men led the way towards the Village Hall.

"Keep everyone away!" nazareth's orders began to grow impatient. "I just want to talk to you."

"Okay, Your Majesty!" the men simultaneously bowed and scattered leaving the veranda after they opened the door.

"And you!" cut off Nazareth while pointing at one of the other men. Then he pointed at the other two men. "And you!"

The three men bowed again while the other men herded the women and children away.

Arriving inside, Nazareth led Evelyn to the sofa in the living room in front of the fireplace.

The men from the fairy race were sitting across the table.

"Now say!" nazareth said he didn't want to make small talk. "Have any of you sold vampire viruses to humans?"

"Vampire virus?" The whole room simultaneously.

No exception Evelyn.

"Many humans are turning into vampires these days, and they're attacking humans!" Nazareth. "I know some of you make potions like that."

"But.." chieftain stuttered. "We made the potion to turn a dead fairy human into a vampire. Because only then can our race survive. Our race cannot develop as fast as humans. Fairy women give birth only once in a hundred years."

"I know it!" Nazareth hatch. "Do I forbid you? I was just wondering if you guys sold it to humans?"

"No, Your Majesty! Of course not!" replied the chief convincing Nazareth.

"I will lead you to Erebos when it is discovered that someone has sold it to a human" Nazareth threatened with a cold expression. Then get off the couch.

"We dare not, Your Majesty!" the men simultaneously moved from the sofa, slipped out and knelt towards Nazareth.

Nazareth bowed towards Evelyn while extending out her hand elegantly like the demeanor of a noble man inviting girls to dance. His face changed rapidly. "It's time to go, my sweetie!" he said dramatically.

Evelyn blinked and gasped. But then welcomed his helping hand despite his hesitation, then sighed up his body.

Nazareth led him out.

The men led them in a row. Then bend down to deliver their departure to the yard.

Nazareth again took Evelyn flying into the night sky, wandering through the air, visiting a number of places that he thought could make Evelyn excited again.

But Evelyn kept pouting.

Nazareth finally gave up and brought him back to the tower balcony.

The girl let go of her grip and stepped down from the back of her leg without speaking. Without smiling. He turned away from Nazareth's eyes, then turned to his back.

"Eve, did I forget to say I love you today?" Nazareth tried to tease him.

"You forget it every day" Evelyn said cynically.

Nazareth smelled his smile. Then wrapped both of her hands around Evelyn's stomach. Hugged it from behind. "Did I upset you?" whispers mean.

"The chieftain's daughter is close to you, right?" evelyn sprayed her head to the side, blasting a sharp look through the corner of her eyes.

"He's like my brother" Nazareth replied bluntly.

"Sadly he never thought of it that way!" sergeant Evelyn.

Nazareth turned Evelyn's body, facing the girl towards him. "He's just a fairy, Evelyn!" his whispers are sharp.

"It has a libido!" grunts Evelyn.

Nazareth chuckled thinly. "Unfortunately you're the only one who excites me" she said.

"Forget it!" spray Evelyn while pushing Nazareth's chest. "You ruined our date" he said. Then turn around and rush towards the exit. "Maybe I should have just dated Michael!" his gerrick.