Chapter 793: Paladin, this store does not entertain troublemakers (13)
"Chris, why did you stare at that red-haired civilian girl in the last town?" The black-haired, dark-eyed Leopold affectionately called Christian's nickname.
"Nothing." Christian shook his head a little amusedly: "I see her future, but it's very absurd. β
"What's the absurdity?" Leopold looked curiously at Christian's sea-blue eyes: "Could it be that she is the illegitimate daughter of some duke?" Ended up being a duchess? β
"It's even more ridiculous than that." Christian laughed, "She'll be my wife." This is simply ridiculous. You know, Leo, the future is not immutable, I only see the most likely way forward, but it's not a given. β
"But don't you always say that we should follow the arrangement of fate, and fate will naturally give us the answer?" Leopold smiled and gloated: "Why don't you follow the guidance of fate and accept the wife that God has assigned you?" β
"Because I don't think she should be my wife." Christian, who didn't care about his friend's ridicule, replied with a gentle smile, "At least that's what I think now." Who knows, maybe I'll change my mind over time, but at least for now, I don't want to have any contact with her at all. β
"It's not a bad thing that you can think that." Leopold raised an eyebrow: "I think we should go to the Duchy of Ferdinand, Marianne, the daughter of the Grand Duke of Ferdinand, I heard that it is a rare beauty." β
"Let's talk about it." Christian shrugged his shoulders not too enthusiastically: "I don't think I'm so down that I have to rely on a woman to save me." β
"Alright! It's up to you! Leopold easily gave up on convincing his friends and instead asked, "So where do you think we should go?" β
"Cross the border to Eloland." Christian looked ahead and calmly spoke, "I need allies, and I hope to have the support of the elves." β
"It's a good idea, too." Leopot nodded, "Elves are the best communicators of the other races, and this is a wise choice." We need to get out of my father's territory as soon as possible, wherever we go. β
"We can choose to go past the edge of Duke Salson Burt's domain," Christian suggested, "what do you think of us trying not to get close to the center of the Grand Lord's domain?" β
"Shall we go to Fort Salfeld then?" Leopold replied, "Count Bert's youngest son is currently the lord there, and we shouldn't attract too much attention. The most important thing is that the daughter of Count Bert of Salfieldburg is only eight years old this year, and it is no good for him to kill you, and he will not be able to marry his daughter to your father anyway. β
"You're right!" Christian couldn't help but laugh: "It's true that my father wouldn't be interested in an eight-year-old girl. Then we'll go to Fort Salfid. β
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"What kind of day is it that I can get permission to go out and about?" Qian Qian walked beside Ivan and pulled the civilian-style, unadorned long skirt on her body, which the nanny put on her this morning, saying that Ivan had explained that she wanted her to dress like this. She later found out that Ivan was going to take her out! It's good that she has been living in the castle for the past few years because of her poor health, and she hasn't even had a chance to walk around her father's territory.
Ivan, who was not wearing a magician's robe, was holding Qian Qian in his hand, as if an ordinary old grandfather was holding his granddaughter, he lowered his head and looked at Qian Qian's raised little face, and smiled: "You are also eight years old, and you have learned magic very well recently, I think you deserve to be rewarded." β
"Hmm!" Qian Qian nodded and smiled happily: "I don't believe it!" β
"Okay!" There was a hint of mischievous brilliance in Ivan's eyes: "I admit that I actually want to go to the tavern to sit and take you to open your eyes, as a magician, how can I not be to the tavern?" You should learn how to deal with people in that kind of place. But it's a little early to go to the tavern at the age of eight, so don't complain to your parents when you get home. β
"No problem! Rest assured! "Qian Qianle is happy. Tavern...... She, the future tavern hostess, has long wanted to open her eyes!!
The tavern of the Wizarding World is truly a charming place! When Qian Qian walked into the tavern in town, the idea immediately popped into her heart. This place is just so much fun! It made her want to stay here and never leave.
"Did you listen to me anything?" Ivan flicked Qian Qian's head with some amusement.
"Oh, sorry, I didn't hear that!" Qian Qian came back to his senses and looked at Ivan, smiling a little apologetically.
"Alright! Given that this is your first time in the tavern, I forgive you. Ivan smiled at Qian Qian with an understanding smile and led her back to the tavern door.
"Look," said Ivan, pointing to a striking six-pointed star and a strange sign of weapons underneath the tavern sign, "remember this mark, only the tavern with this mark is where adventurers should be." The taverns that ordinary people go to can't offer you anything but alcohol. β
"Got it!" Qian Qian nodded excitedly, and immediately asked, "So, the beautiful lady who sat by the window just now, is it an elf?" She's so pretty! β
"It's elves, and most of them are beautiful and have peaceful personalities." Ivan nodded, and walked into the tavern with Qian Qian: "However, don't judge a person's good or bad because of their appearance, a demon who has been delicately disguised may have a beautiful appearance." The ugly-looking cave dwarves actually have quite a generous personality, but be careful, don't make any deals with the dwarves, they are too picky. β
"Will there be any undead here, too?" Qian Qian stretched his neck and looked left and right.
"Hahaha, of course there is," a muscular bearded man sitting at the bar smiled at Qian, the smile looked a little scary, but his eyes were gentle: "How could an old vampire not like a drink?" β
"Aren't they just blood-sucking?" Qian Qian's eyes widened and he played a naΓ―ve child vividly.
"Blood can also be made into wine," a pale man with a mustache at the end of the long table raised his head and grinned at Qianqian, "You can make wine in anything, it mainly depends on the skill of the winemaker." The plasma wine in this shop is good, do you want to try it? β
"Shut up!" The beautiful elf lady by the window tilted her head slightly, revealing her pointed ears: "I know how to scare children all day long." Baby, come here, let me see you, you're so beautiful. β