Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God
Chapter 570 - 458

Chapter 570: 458

They were all at the flowering age, the renown metropolis was within reach, yet they had no chance to stroll, admire flowers, sip tea, and have romantic encounters with handsome youths like ordinary noble girls. Instead, they were stuck in a small village filled with horse manure, engaged in the dreary task of patrolling every day.

They could only try their best to find a bit of enjoyment for themselves.

Every new face that came to this place would probably receive their special attention.

Especially someone of their own age who looked charming and handsome, and was accompanied by a somewhat unusual Pegasus.

Even now, by taking advantage of the Half-Moon Colt’s speed and leaving them behind, turning up in Anfield Village would only make the trouble worse. It would be better to deal with it here.

As they drew near, Gaven carried out a standard Human common noble etiquette with impeccable manners, "My beautiful ladies, is there anything I can do for you?"

Once close enough, the six young women all simultaneously put away their excessive behavior and talk, each one becoming as prim and proper as could be, as ladylike as possible.

The one who was slightly older began to speak, "My apologies for stopping you so abruptly, sir. It’s just that my younger sisters are naive and were intrigued by your mount’s extraordinary nature, which sparked their curiosity and desire to have a little competition."

"Oh?" Gaven asked calmly, "What kind of competition? Is there any reward or punishment involved?"

"The method of competition is simple: let’s see who reaches Anfield Village first," the leading Pegasus Knight said with a smile, "As for the reward and punishment, we were originally just having fun and had not prepared any, but since you’ve brought it up, let’s set one now. If you win, sir, you may choose one among us sisters to accompany you and show you around the whole Anfield Village."

"And if I lose?"

"If you lose, you’ll buy us sisters a round of the best sherry at Deer Horn Pot Tavern. How does that sound?" the leading Pegasus Knight suggested in a negotiable tone. "The best sherry costs four Gold Coins a glass at Deer Horn Pot Tavern."

To ordinary people, sherry at four Gold Coins a glass was definitely a steep price, but for a noble young man riding a Pegasus and adorned in extraordinary equipment, it was just a trifle.

After hearing the proposed reward and punishment, Gaven couldn’t help but reveal a slight smile, "This reward and punishment scheme is hardly fair!"

The other party was indeed simply in a playful mood and had no intentions of tricking him into handing over the ownership of the Half-Moon Colt or anything like that.

In such a situation, it was naturally unnecessary for him to spoil their fun.

Having a group of newly made local snake friends was always better than having a bunch of enemies.

"Unfair?" The Pegasus Knight girl said with a look of surprise on her face, "Where is it unfair? If you think the sherry is too expensive, we can change it to Zarl Wine, which only costs one Gold Coin a glass."

Gaven shook his head with a smile, "I’m not talking about the price of the wine; I’m saying I’m at an advantage because being invited to share a drink with six beautiful ladies is already a great honor. Your reward puts you at an unbeatable position."

"You really have a way with words, sir; you must be an expert at charming girls," the Pegasus Knight girl couldn’t help but smirk.

The other five young Pegasus Knights also couldn’t help but giggle, finding the stranger before them more interesting and appealing.

No one dislikes being flattered, especially at such a beautiful age.

"On this point, you are indeed mistaken, for I am the least capable of sweet-talking girls," Gaven said seriously, "I’m just speaking the truth. Let’s modify the reward: if you win, I will buy you a drink, but it won’t be sherry, it will be the wine from my own vineyard. If you lose, I will still buy you a drink and invite all six of you to accompany me as guides."

Gaven’s proposal was considerate to all aspects.

Regardless of winning or losing, it would only bring the two sides closer, offending no one.

"Are you truly naive, or are you just pretending to be?" the young Pegasus Knight girl asked with a suppressed laugh.

An escort has dual meanings in Felen, it can mean a strictly formal guide, or it could imply a companion of a more intimate relation.

When a woman uses this term proactively, it’s usually a hint to the man that he can pursue her, and she would be receptive.

By altering the terms of the bet, Gaven outright negated this deeper implication, as he certainly couldn’t pursue six ladies at once, could he?

That would be far too greedy.

"What? You don’t agree?" Gaven, of course, was playing dumb.

His recent increase in one particular desire did not turn him into a mindless stallion, lusting after every beautiful woman he saw, particularly not after he had just had a close-quarters combat practice session before setting out, with Daphne, whose skill level he believed had improved after getting an Enhancement in the Tower of Dominion. He was in a half-sage mode right now.

Although all six women present were above the passable line, radiating the vigor and beauty of youth, not one was like Regina, who, even though surrounded by many Half-Elf girls, still stood out, irresistibly drawing the gaze to her, with the rest becoming mere greenery.

"The wager isn’t just my decision; let me ask my sisters," the young Pegasus Knight said, turning her head to consult with the other five Pegasus Knights.