There are no horse-drawn carriages for rent in the villa area, but there are few people walking here at night, and through the guardrail, you can see that most of the villas are lit up, so it is not too dim, and Reiner is considered to be a walk after dinner.

The road was marked, so he didn't get lost and quickly walked out of this residential area.

Outside the residential area is a commercial street, which is brightly lit and full of people, coming and going, and having a great time in the evening.

Reiner noticed that many of the young men were dressed in uniform robes, which were supposed to be the uniforms of the High School of Magic of Aster, and they were either meeting in the tavern, toasting, discussing something in the café, or chatting happily in front of a roadside stall with some snacks.

This reminded Reiner of his school days, and after studying, he slipped out of the snack court called "Backstreet" that the school has at every university and had a hearty meal with friends.

He unconsciously put a smile on his face and walked slowly down the street.

Soon, Reiner noticed that outside the shops, there was an old man pushing a cart back and forth.

"Do you want a special burrito, and there is also a cold Coke."

She shouted in a low voice, but most of the passers-by did not stop, for the food in the shops was more attractive than the food sold by an old man of unknown origin.

Even some drunken young people chased the old man away with disgust, as if she had some infectious disease on her, and picked up the bottle.

"Get out, old woman, don't come near us."

The man's tone was bad, and the people around him had already stopped him, and he seemed to be drunk and confused, turning all the troubles encountered during the day into bad words to this strange old man.

He kicked the cart, which caused the cart to lose its balance and roll on its side on the ground, and the aromatic burritos were also scattered on the ground, which was a pity.

Reiner saw all this, and he didn't think so, but the student who noticed his eyes didn't think so.

"You guy, what do you see, are you dissatisfied?"

He was completely drunk, his eyes were foggy, and he didn't know how much he still retained.

His companions looked embarrassed and apologized to Reiner with their eyes, and they saw Reiner's Ring Mage emblem and thought it was a classmate from the same school.

"Damn, that guy, killed my paper again, he must have done it on purpose, do I really have to give money?"

The drunken man suddenly burst into tears, his face flushed, and he shouted something loudly.

It seemed that he didn't care about Reiner's intentions anymore, and the classmates around him pulled him away, leaving only the overturned cart and the old woman who was cleaning up.

The old woman didn't say a word, although the food that fell on the ground was no longer edible, but she still picked it up one by one with her hands, put it in a bag, and prepared to throw it into the public garbage can.

"Old man, don't pick it up."

Reiner spoke, and with the mage's hand he quickly cleared the ground, and helped lift the cart up, causing the old woman to look up.

At night, although there was the light of the street lamp, it was still not clear to see, and Reiner saw that the eyes of the white-haired old man were not insensitive eyes, but clearly shining with a little brilliance.

"Thank you, classmate."

She apparently thought of Reiner as a student at the academy, wiping her hands clean with a towel that had obviously been used for a long time, and the old woman took a black drink from the cabinet of the trolley and handed it to Reiner.

"It's a thank you for your help."

It was a bottle of Crescent Coke.

"This drink from the south is very popular with young people, you may not have drunk it."

"No, I did, thank you."

He didn't stop drinking, in fact, the inventor of this novel drink that is currently popular on the continent is none other than Reiner.

Reiner smiled and took the bottle, which was a simple package without the mage card that came with it, and was intended for counter-sale by merchants such as steam trains, airships, and some scattered merchants.

The glass bottle was extremely cold, and soon a layer of dew condensed on the surface, and it seemed that ice cubes and other cooling methods were used in the cabinet to keep the Coke cold.

He expertly opened the cap and took a sip, still tasting as always.

"Old man, you shouldn't sell things on this street, those shops attract most of the people, you can go to those commercial streets that sell clothes."

Reiner casually suggested, but the old man shook his head.

"I don't have a leg or foot, so I live around here, and I can't walk too far."

She spoke with a slight northern accent, and it was clear that the old woman was not from Trastan.

Reiner nodded and took another sip of the Coke in his hand.

Since the bottle needed to be recycled, he simply stood by the old woman's side, ready to drink it before leaving.

"By the way, you students who studied magic at school, do you know how to meet those members of the dissertation review committee?"

The old woman saw that Reiner was in a good attitude, so she asked.

"Thesis review committee, what are you going to do with them?"

Reiner was a little strange, this old man was definitely not a mage, and he didn't look like one of those people who were blocking the door hoping that her paper would be re-evaluated, what was she going to do with the review committee?

"Hehe, I have a paper here, I want them to read it."

The old woman's words surprised Reiner a little, but instead of showing it on her face, she asked quietly.

"Old man, have you studied magic? How can you also write an essay? ”

Hearing Reiner's words, the old woman smiled, a little helpless.

"It's not that I wrote a paper, I don't even know a few words, where can I write those things. This is my son's paper. ”

Hearing this, Reiner frowned.

It seems that this son's paper was rejected, so he wanted to seek a re-examination by the paper review committee, but he didn't expect that he was not even willing to do it himself, and even had to rely on his mother's hand.

Moreover, Reiner looked the old man up and down, she was not really that old, but her hair was gray, the clothes she wore were very old, with many patches, and her hands were full of calluses, and it was obvious that she was in the midst of a long period of labor.

For the sake of a stupid idea, he actually dragged down his mother, such a gnawing old clan, which really made Reiner a little despised.

Reiner was glad that he did not reveal his identity, otherwise the old man might have pestered himself to review the paper, he drank the rest of the Coke in one gulp, handed the bottle back to the old man, and after thinking about it, Reiner took out two silver coins and quietly put them in the old woman's pocket.

Although he didn't have much affection for these people who were addicted to his own world, Reiner was a little generous for the sake of the old woman who worked so hard for her son.

"Old woman, I think you should persuade your son to focus on the right things and stop thinking about those illusory things."

At last Reiner persuaded him, and without heeding his response, he went straight away, called a rental carriage at the corner of the street, and left the street without looking back.