Bi Lan, who first arrived in the town of Nialand, was very curious about the different scenery here, waving goodbye to the taxi driver he sent her over, Bi Lan looked at the small town with a smile on her face Those not tall but delicate architectural cottages, you know, in the aristocratic area of Doraizi City, those demanding nobles always wipe every brick and stone of every wall clean, looking both rigid and uniform, but also giving people a lingering sense of depression, Bi Lan, who has hardly left the aristocratic district since childhood, has long been tired of seeing.

But today, she saw the "unique" buildings in the small town of Nialand, the moss that climbed the stones, the wildflowers that bloomed on the roadside............ In Bilan's eyes, the town scenery in front of her has a unique charm and a unique beauty.

The quaint little houses there, although only built with the most common samarium wood, are so delicate and beautiful, and because of the townspeople's love for beauty, even the balcony handrails and roof ridges are carved with many rough but beautiful patterns, and the winding paths are paved to the sturdy bluestone slabs, although the roads in the small town of Nialan are narrow because there is no too detailed planning, but the lichen faintly in the gaps of the bluestone paths adds a bit of elegance and nature to the road.

The girl from the aristocracy has never seen such an unassuming beauty in the town, it is a refreshing beauty, the simple and kind Bilan is easily immersed in it, the residents of the town are all kind and pleasant, there is no impatience and ridicule like Doraizi City, even in Bilan's heart has always belonged to the "profit-seeker" positioning of the businessmen and vendors The tone of the merchants and vendors is mostly peaceful and tactful, and there is a simple enthusiasm between bargaining.

Although as a mage apprentice, Bi Lan felt the undisguised magic fluctuations coming from the direction of the White Tower built by the punk as soon as she approached the town, but Bi Lan, who was attracted by the peace of the town, dismissed the plan to go directly to her "mentor" to report, and she wanted to walk into the town more closely to feel this novel atmosphere.

While browsing the various handmade decorations of the shop and feeling the gentle breeze on her face, Bilan came to the front of a bread shop.

Smelling the aroma of bread and wheat in the air, Bilan's little Qiong's nose couldn't help twitching slightly, compared to the "heavy" dishes of aristocratic families that slowed down the seasoning, this plain fermented ordinary bread made Bilan feel more mellow.

The beautiful girl walked to the bakery with light steps, looked at the tray of bread with anticipation, and asked in a light voice:

May I ask the baker, this ............ here How much does it cost to have foam bread (a type of plain bread unique to Ferun)?

The owner of the bakery was a chubby and kind middle-aged man, perhaps because a beautiful woman suddenly came forward, and the middle-aged baker was stunned for a few seconds, until Bi Lan asked the second time before he hurriedly reacted:

"This ...... The freshly baked bread is seven Dylan coins, how many do you want?"

"It's so cheap, then I'll have it"!

Ignoring the baker's surprise, Bilan looked at the small bread with only seven or eight and couldn't wait to announce his "ownership".

Although the aristocratic family she was born in was only a small nobleman, due to the large gap between the rich and the poor in Faeron's position, she was also an absolute rich class compared with ordinary poor, and Bilan brought more than ten gold coins on her on this trip, and it was completely trivial to buy a few breads.

And............

Bi Lan's eyes sparkled with little stars and looked at the small bread lying in the cupboard, the brown crispy skin, the fluffy dough, the fragrant smell............ These little breads seemed to come alive in the girl's eyes, and she kept shouting and begging Bilan to buy them.

"Wait a minute! Leave me two!

Just as Bilan was intoxicated by the aroma of the buns, a childish but somewhat untimely voice sounded from the side.

I saw a young man in a white robe, holding a thick book, and wearing a fancy hat shouting as he ran over.

Hearing the boy's shout, Bilan looked up from the delicacy of the bread, and she looked at the boy a little cutely, as if she didn't understand what he was talking about.

The young boy ran to the bakery, panting and panting, and said intermittently:

"Hey, hey, you............ How are you, all at once............ To go all...... All bread, I ...... yesterday But I booked it...... over"!

"Oh ~ Can you still make a reservation for bread"?

Birlan tilted her head to look at the baker.

"This ...... This ~ seems to be such a thing, right"?

The baker put on a meditative look, in fact, he was also a little distressed, although this kind of white bread is not so scarce and precious, but it is also considered a luxury among the poor group, there are not many people who come to the bakery to buy bread every day, and the average person only buys one or two, like today's "short supply" situation is the first time to encounter, although he wants to sell a few more bread, but there is really no more bread.

The baker who was thinking about whether to hurry back to the back kitchen to make a piece of bread had not noticed that the young man's attention was no longer on the bread.

Dichido, a bard who had just left school, considered this day to be his luckiest day, because he met the goddess who fascinated him when he wanted to buy bread to celebrate his birthday today.

Looking at Bilan's eyes as clear as blue water, her long flowing hair, and her pink and white dress with luxurious lace edges, the young boy felt that his cheeks were faintly hot for the first time, and he dared to say that this was the most beautiful girl he had met so far since he was a child.

As a young bard, he didn't have the gaudy experience of the romance, and he felt as helpless as he had just stepped into the square and recited poetry in public.

"You, you...... Hello, I ...... My name is Dikido, I'm a bard, I'm sixteen years old, and I'm ............ gender."

The flustered Dikido slapped himself hard in his heart while incoherently saying a messy "self-introduction":

"Oh my God, what am I talking about, and I didn't go to the city hall to fill in the identity registration, now I am embarrassed and embarrassed."

Just when Dikido was eager to find a crack in the ground to get into, Bi Lan, who had listened to a large number of teenagers' "crazy words", couldn't bear it, and laughed out loud, "poof" and laughed, Bi Lan, who is often good at courtesy, is the first time to see such a jerky "little boy" who introduces himself, and in the bottom of his heart, a funny and funny emotion emerges.

Looking at the two suns hanging high in the sky, it was not yet noon, and Bi Lan was not in a hurry to meet the "official mage", on the one hand, because of the fear and apprehension in her heart, she made a subconscious delay, and on the other hand, because she felt that the "little boy" in front of her was very interesting, and it was worth chatting happily.

So, the innocent girl stretched out a white jade hand to the young man, and looked at the young man's flustered and overwhelmed eyes with a smile:

"Hello, my name is Bilan, it's a pleasure to meet you".