The imperial capital does not enforce curfews, but it is common for them to make things difficult and extort money in the name of public order in the future.

Al is now a civilian who can't use the Auret's surname, and is more afraid of running into them.

Not only could Al not use his family name, but he could not even use his father's Thomas's surname, and in this hierarchical society, commoners were not allowed to have a surname.

There are three standing armies in the imperial capital, the garrison army, the city defense army, and the security army. Legend has it that there are also special mobile units that deal with special things, the notorious intelligence spy MI6, and the latter two are rare to see. There was a joke in the imperial capital that a little nobleman was blackmailed three times in one night when he encountered three different standing armies.

Al returned to his small courtyard, and the three big dogs guarding the door began to bark from afar. Ali restrained them and followed Al diligently.

"Young master, what do you want for dinner? There are fresh river shrimp and yogurt today. ”

Al has never been a picky eater, but recently he has eaten a lot more. Aunt Brenda was busy preparing different tricks every day.

"Do you have pies? don't want to be fruity" "Yes, I'll let my mom make it now"

Al hummed and went to take a shower first, came out in his pajamas, sat on the table in the study, and looked through the "Magic Resonance" exchanged today. Boone jumped into Al's arms and comfortably let Al pet the cat.

Al's dinner was soon served on his table, with chips, grilled fish, pies, river prawns, yogurt, and a bright vegetable soup. Al read the book and was fascinated by it, and after a long time, he realized that Ali had not left, and when he looked up, he found that Ali was still with a girl.

"Young Master, she's Mina. Ali Hong's face carries the shyness of a young man, "My mother's helper, my fiancée"

Ali and Aunt Miranda are both free men, but they have served the Thomas family for a long time. Ali's marriage did not require Al's consent.

The girl's generous and crisp temperament makes Al, who pays attention to efficiency, like it at a glance.

"Well, Ali, you must have been blessed by the lady of love. Al Tune laughed. "Welcome, Mina"

As a housekeeper, Aunt Miranda has the right to recruit helpers. Every day, Ali would go to the trading market in the North District to buy fresh and good goods for Al, come back in the afternoon to help Al make some simple medicines, and at night he would boil the bath water from the well. Aunt Miranda buys a lot of ingredients every day, each dish needs to be exquisitely made, and Mr. Boone's three meals and snacks are no worse than Al, and she has to wash clothes and clean the whole yard every day.

Actually, these things can be done by one person, but Al is not a mean person. Although there are many places to spend money, there is no shortage of this. He just likes to be quiet as a scientific researcher, and he doesn't like a lot of people.

In the morning, tutoring classes continued after a half-month hiatus, and the money was paid by Ms. Masty from Horta. Full of love for the younger son.

In the afternoon, Ali's part-time entourage went to visit Sotur with the gifts that Aunt Miranda had chosen for Al and according to the name.

Sotur was very happy with Al's visit. Probably because I studied magic, I always felt that I was different from ordinary people, I didn't have a common topic, I couldn't do the communication I was interested in, and the more lonely I was, the more withdrawn I became. The appearance of Al, a person of the same age, makes Sotur, who longs for a friend, attach great importance to Al, who is visiting.

The son of a miller, Sotur came from a wealthy and rough family. For Al, who was born in a large aristocratic family, many discords of wealth and nobility can be seen at a glance. However, Al made the gesture of a child's friend visiting, and the good cultivation made Sotur's family very satisfied that Sotur had made such a friend. Sotur welcomed Al to his bedroom, where Sotour's sister brought them fruit. It's a very important hospitality.

"Al, I'm glad you're here. Once again, Sotur said what this age group should be. "I'm also very happy to come"

"Al, I have a book of prophetic notes, I'll show you" Sotur was the first to break the elegant and unfamiliar politeness with the childlike nature of a young man.

"I've got a gift for you, too," Al took out a book that he had spied at Mr. Tygrin and gave to Sotur about the application of the trick.

After the teenagers offered treasures to each other, they all read books together with great interest and occasionally discussed with each other. Al's erudite knowledge and clear understanding of the essence made Sotur admire, in other words, like a fan, Al's undisguised guidance made Sotur unable to repay him, and shared the "Five Fireballs" that he had taken advantage of yesterday to Al.

At dinner, it was Al II's cultivation that made him gulp the bitter and salty mashed potatoes and the sweet and greasy apple pie, and the two drumsticks of the marinated roast chicken were given to Al one, and Al wanted to give the hard drumsticks to the staring Sotour, but the warm eyes of the miller and the miller's wife suppressed this impolite gesture. Only the milk with the tea leaves made Al let down his guard and breathe a sigh of relief. An afternoon of discussion about magic was interrupted, and he reluctantly refused Sotur's sincere request to stay overnight, and hurried home.

"Young Master, you're amazing. You can eat something so salty without changing your face," Ali grinned, foaming from time to time, trying to spit out the salty taste in his mouth. To tell the truth, the hospitality of the Sotur family was really very grand for the common people, sweating a lot every day, salt was an expensive condiment and a supplement to the needs of the body, and tea was produced only in the far East, and the price was better than gold. It's just that Al is used to eating the delicious food of the chef of the children's camp and the exquisite craftsmanship of Aunt Miranda, and he is really not used to eating.

Back in the courtyard, Al and Ali both held the jug to quench their thirst with a big gulp, and then made up for another meal. Ali hid in the kitchen and ate the dinner Mina had left him, grinning happily.

"Young Master, are you going to visit Sotur's house again today?" Ali, who followed Al out, looked bitter.

"I'm going to visit a nobleman full of heritage today, don't be too rude"

Thun's address suggests his identity, and the mansion is much larger than Al's. As soon as the two met, they went straight to the point, and the level of communication with Thun, who showed the essence of a scientist, was much deeper than yesterday, Thun's path was clearly ahead, but Al's understanding of the nature of things made Thun's thinking look new. The butler came up several times to say that dinner was ready, but he was waved away by the chattering Thun.

"Dear Lord Thun, it is very rude to miss another meal," the old butler came up again, with an elegant and tough expression.

"Well, that's right, Al, let's take a break and savor the highlights of the day, and we won't disappoint you. Usain Bolt, grab a bottle of red wine from Buffia Estate. ”

"Yes, Lord Lord"

Buffia Winery is well-known in the imperial capital, and since it is famous, the price is not cheap, and one is about twenty gold coins.

Thun was a nobleman who inherited his father's title, and he sat at the head of the long dining table in the dining room, where he sat in the guest and guest seats. In one corner of the restaurant are two barbecue grills, each with a whole charred roast lamb, which is supposed to be Moslian's alpine snow sheep. The waiter next to him poured a glass of red wine for Al and served a variety of delicacies.

"This is my stepmother, Lady Mara. My brother, Daniel" Thun introduced to Al. Al stood up and saluted "Hello, Lady Mara"

Lady Mara smiled gracefully, a true noblewoman's demeanor. The skinny Daniel looked a little timid.

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Moslian snow sheep is indeed a precious delicacy, but it seems a little mismatched in the summer. The whole dinner was a boring conversation between Thun and Al. However, it came to an abrupt end after the meal.

"Al, it's late, let's rest here. I'm also a little tired. Usain Bolt, prepare a comfortable room for my distinguished guest. ”

"Yes, Lord Lord"

Al, who was in high spirits, was confused, but he still followed the butler Bolt to the guest room, which had a separate bath. Ali waited for Al to take a bath. At this time, it would be asking for trouble to go back and walk at night. And Thun, who has the spirit of scientific research, is a person who is worth a long-term relationship.

After an afternoon of communication, Alsoak was relaxed in the water, and his spirit was slightly tired.

"Young Master. Did you hear that" Ali suddenly pricked up his ears. Al, who had trained his listening skills at the boy boy camp, heard Lord Thune's wild and cheerful voice, and it was no wonder that he interrupted the conversation in the mood.

"Young Master, you sound like Lady Mara and... Ali whispered in disbelief and excitement at discovering the secret gossip again.

"Shut up, you dare to talk about the Lord?" Alhard looked serious.

"Yes, young master" Ali stopped his mouth aggrievedly, rolled his eyes beside him, and suddenly spoke again after thinking for a long time.

"Young master, that day Lady Helen led a boy and a girl. ”

"Forget about that day!including Lady Helen!" Al looked a little angry! Ali, who was familiar with Al's temper, grinned.

"Young master, do all the nobles have these habits?" "Shut up for me!

"Master, you're going too far," Ali screamed as he looked at the pool that could hold more than two dozen people.

The master and servant of the night did not sleep well, except for the continuous exaggerated shouts and crying moans, there were also subconscious precautions.

The next day Al took Ali who had not rested well to the butler, and Lord Boone was still resting. Rushed back to the governess's morning lesson, and in the afternoon Al went to the Adventurers' Guild.

Ms. Bico, who took care of Al, smiled when she saw Al come to sell the potion she made half a month later. In addition to her own performance, the arrival of Al again is an affirmation of her investment vision, and she looks at the chubby Al as if she were appreciating her own works.

After seven years of training in the boy boy camp, Amanda, Brut, and Lu Aoman, the elites with powerful abilities in the bloodline of the Awakened Ancestors, are all healthy bronzes, or plump wheat colors, and have more or less scars on their bodies from rivalry and training mistakes. Only Al has always been white and chubby, and after hiding the sharp spirit of the Boy Scouts, he wears flat glasses and has a bit of wisdom, which is completely different from the rough warriors around him and the adventurers who run around him, because he looks cute and attractive when he is young. In this era of material scarcity, fat is something that inferior people cannot envy.

But what Bico cared about was the three bottles of strength potions, a dozen bottles of strong acid, a few bottles of low-level healing potions, and a few bottles of low-level antidotes.

I bought a copy of the "Encyclopedia of Tricks" one hundred and fifty gold coins from Ms. Bico, and Mr. Tygrin and, Mr. Murray's ten classes were sixty gold coins, and the day before yesterday the magic club gathered to buy the answers, and it was a lot of expenses to maintain Al and Boone's hearty food every day, which was still Al cut a lot of expenses that were not important in his opinion and were in line with the status of the nobility, and the three hundred and fifty gold coins that were separated from the family and the fifty gold coins sold last time were almost bottoming out, and Al hastily made all the materials he brought from home, and there was still a little left at home that he couldn't take, so he would bring it next time.

"With so many types, what else would you do?" asked Bico subtly.

"That's all" Al was just instinctively guarding against it, not hearing Bico's point

Scientific researchers are obsessed with research, and it is common for people to be unkind, but Bike is arrogating that he admits that he did it himself.

Or for scientists, it's all indifferent.