This time, my mouth was even thirstier.

In order not to become a walking corpse who eats and drinks blood from the corpses of my kind, I resisted the urge to rush over and drink blood, and continued to bury my head in the pile of supplies and search for it frantically.

Soon, I found another water bag, and although my throat was thirsty, I didn't have the courage to try it directly, who knew what kind of Rausch stuff was inside.

Unplugging it, I leaned in and sniffed it, and a sour smell came out.

"Mare's milk?"

I thought about it, and shook it, a little thin.

"Mare's milk mixed with water?"

I thought, the mouth of the water bag tilted slightly, and the liquid inside slowly flowed out, spilling on the ground, and the air instantly filled with a sour smell.

"It's..." My face changed and I frowned: "Vinegar? ”

The liquid poured out of the water bag is dark brown, like water, and always exudes a sour smell that makes people unpleasant, not vinegar or what?

"I'll just wipe it, what kind of mess is in this peat water bag, it's not soy sauce or vinegar, are you any mistake, are you adventurers or chefs!"

However, no matter how much you complain, there is no use in eggs, because the two objects who are complained about are already dead.

I rub!

Throwing away the water bag with vinegar, I continued to rummage, this time I was ruthless, and I swore not to give up if I didn't find the clear water!

So next, a wonderful scene appeared, in the water bags I rummaged through, I found them respectively: water bags with chili oil, water bags with meat oil, water bags with sesame oil, in short, all kinds of flavoring agents, but I didn't find a water bag with water.

I wanted to cry without tears, my whole body was on the verge of collapse, and I even had hallucinations when I was thirsty: not far away, a short figure sneaked up on me, and stopped when it was less than half a meter away from me.

I opened my thirsty eyes, and looked at the little person in front of me vaguely, she was very delicate, a little face was not as big as my palm, and the little face seemed to be surprised and puzzled, but I didn't have time to delve into her face, because I felt that I had begun to float.

Are the angels of this world so petite and exquisite?

With relief, I tried to open my eyes to see if the little man in front of me was wearing wings, but the severe lack of water had made me lose the last bit of strength, and I wanted to grab her hand, and finally hung down weakly.

I, fainted.

There was a gentle lap on my cheek, as if I was being sponge-wiped, and I opened my eyes in a daze and let out a comfortable moan.

"Come on, he's awake."

A crisp female voice rang in my ears, and I opened my eyes violently, and sat up.

Beside me, a girl as tall as my waist looked at me with a towel and a nonchalant smile.

I looked around, and there were a dozen equally short men standing around me, some looking at me, some on full guard.

"Who are you?" I asked in a hoarse voice, and at the same time put my hand to my waist, only to realize that my two knives were gone.

The girl who wiped my cheeks with a towel stood up, still with a nonchalant smile on her face, and said to me, "Don't be nervous, we're a squad of dwarven adventurers. ”

"Dwarves?" I muttered to myself, "What is this place?" ”

"This is the thirteenth floor of the dungeon of Arishi," the girl replied neatly.

"How did I get here?"

"You're dehydrated," the girl smiled, "I saved you." ”

I remembered that I had been in a coma because I couldn't find the water bag, and it seemed that it was not an angel but this girl.

After staring at the girl for a while, I vaguely felt that this girl was a little familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere.

"Lord Aurora, please stay away from that human, I think he's dangerous!"

A dwarf is outspoken and bold in his admonitions.

"My lord? I don't remember which of the high-ranking nobles I had a relationship with, but... I looked at the girl's face again, and the more I looked at it, the more familiar it felt: "Have we met somewhere?" ”

"Yes," the girl replied generously, "we met once, in a café." ”

"Cafe." My memory flipped in a moment, and it quickly froze in a picture: that day, I accompanied Jackson to the proprietress of the café, and when I left the venue, two girls kept staring at me.

"Oh, I remember, you're the girl who stared at me at the café," I laughed.

She smiled and nodded.

"What about the other girl?" I asked.

"Oh, do you mean Milulu?" Aurora put the towel aside and said, "She's out to explore the way, and she'll be back in a moment." ”

I sighed, sat down slowly against the rock wall, and clenched my hands into fists, although I had a relationship, but I didn't know what her intentions were, so my vigilance did not decrease at all, but my eyes kept looking around, looking for the double knives that I didn't know where to hide.

While searching, I casually asked, "By the way, who of you here is Patch's daughter?" ”

Aurora shook her head first, not knowing who Patch was, and then she turned to the group of dwarves who were guarding me, and asked, "Do you have a father named Patch?" ”

When the dwarves heard this, you look at me, and I look at you, they all shook their heads in unison.

Aurora was a little regretful, she turned around and said to me very sincerely, "I'm sorry, we don't have a father named Patch, I'll ask her when Milulu comes back." ”

"Oh. Then bother you. ”

I casually said that I had a little more affection for her, at least she didn't pretend to lie to me, and besides, her sincerity didn't look like a fake.

Aurora sat down beside me, leaned over to me, and looked at me curiously.

I was very uncomfortable with her, touched my face and asked, "That." Is there anything on my face? ”

"No, no," Aurora replied bluntly.

"That. Why do you keep staring at me? I touched my earlobe and teased, "It must have been love at first sight for me." ”

"Presumptuous!"

A dwarf who looked five big and three thick jumped out, brandishing a battle axe and jumping straight to his feet: "How can you talk like that to Princess Aurora!" ”

"Nani? Aurora. Princess! ”

I was stunned to look at the approachable and smiling girl in front of me.

I just molested a dwarven princess!