A bizarre thought formed in Henry's mind.
Possibly, the elf race split and formed another race— the nymph race. It shocked him. It was the first case of evolution he had seen with his own eyes.
Henry focused more and heightened his senses. He concentrated on the bodily figure of the nymph woman. She was obviously chained, but she didn't seem bothered by it.
In fact, the ones worried were the two men holding the chains. They looked at each other and strengthened their grips. Henry had a faint guess as to why.
"Hahahaha. You're quite feisty for a nymph in the human continent."
"Heh. You humans would be extinct if you hadn't banned us from entry."
"Mmm… You're right."
The bartender found it hard to argue with her point. He stepped forward and held the nymph's chin. He scanned her from head to toe.
"Like my body, oldie?"
"I like it. You will spend time with me."
