Chapitre 576: I'm not fluent, I'm translator-dependent

Isabelle blinked.

Tasslik was a gorgeous unicorn. He was a beautiful silvery color, with a flowing mane, and he was just...so majestic.

So of course, the fact that he was pressing his nose against her cheek was the most wonderful thing she'd experienced in ages.

"Ah. I guess...he likes me?" She looked over the unicorn at Remy.

He had his arms crossed, and was staring off in a direction that was decidedly not where she and Tasslik stood. He had an air about him that said 'this isn't happening'.

It was the most entertaining thing she'd seen in a while.

"Tasslik rather likes women, yes."

Tasslik snorted.

"Well, you do." The elf scoffed. "Don't deny it, just because it makes you look bad in the eyes of this human. They'll see through that, and I'm not spending another night in a prison cell because you've pissed off another ruler."

Tasslik neighed.

"I am not! You're acting like a 60 year old child right now-"