"Haha, in fact, the frosted bread made by Uncle Mu is the most delicious."

On the quiet path, a girl with long pale green hair and a boy in a colorful hat walked side by side, the boy held a parchment bag of bread in his arms, and the girl carefully held a piece of pale white bread with her hand and tasted it in small sips, like a deer drinking water by the stream.

Dikido, who was pretending to be a "jack-of-all-trades" to introduce the small town of Nielan, glanced at Bilan, who had just met him, from time to time, and the girl's refusal of bread was so cute, and the delicious bread that Dikido had longed for was now eaten by others, but instead of being displeased, he felt very happy.

"To be able to walk with Bilan, bread or something is a small thing."

Dikido secretly praised the attention of "help with bread" that he came up with!

Listening to Dikido's endless introduction to the customs of Nielan Town, Bilan actually felt that Diqido's various performances were more interesting, of course she could see Diqido's deliberate flattery, but this kind of flattery was the real innocence of a teenager, which had not existed among all the male peers Bilan had met before.

"Anyway...... Birlan, why did you come to this small town of Nialand?"

As soon as he had finished gushing about his career as a bard and his "great" ideals, Dikido suddenly remembered that he still knew nothing about Blan, so he naturally opened his mouth to ask.

"Yes............ I'm going to visit the teacher, I'm a little mage~."

Bi Lan knew that most ordinary people were respectful of professionals, and generally speaking, if she wanted to continue talking, it was important to hide her identity as a mage apprentice, but for some reason, Bi Lan didn't want to lie in front of a teenager like Dikido who sincerely told her all the information, and she didn't know why she was so abnormal today.

"Maybe he'll look at him with fear and get out of the way......

Bi Lan felt a little apprehensive and sad in her heart, she had seen the new servant change from joy to fear after hearing about her mage status so many times, she had become accustomed to the attitude of ordinary people who were afraid to avoid her...... Already adapted?

"Alas~ Is Miss Bilan still a magical mage?

Dikido did not show fear and panic like ordinary people, on the contrary, he also admired Bilan very much, because it is not easy to become a professional.

In this regard, Bilan actually thinks too much, as a bard who has followed the old bard to recite poetry everywhere since he was a child, although he is still young, he has also seen many professionals, and because of the old bard's teaching, Diqido's heart actually does not have the fear and prejudice that most ordinary people treat professionals.

Bi Lan looked at Di Chido a little dumbfounded, after becoming an alchemist, for the first time, she received a "so powerful" compliment, in the indifference of the family elders, in the ridicule of the professionals of the same age, in the flattery of the noble sons, Bi Lan who had spent too long had almost forgotten what it was like to receive sincere praise!

"You're coming to visit the Mentor in Nialan Town, and there is indeed a mage in Nialan Town............ Hey, you're not going to visit the "one" in the eastern hills, are you?

Not noticing the girl's wandering, Dikido pondered the phrase "visit the mentor" for a moment, and then came to a conclusion that worried him in his heart?

"Yes...... Yes, Mr. Punk is my mentor............"

Hearing Diquito's words, Bilan woke up from her stunned state, and she almost subconsciously answered Dikido's question.

"That mage is terrible, I heard that he will come out on a dark and windy night to catch disobedient children and stew them into broth"?

Despite his apprehension, Dikido tries to lighten the mood, pretending to be a ghost and telling Birlan the "scare-scare ghost story" that is widely circulated among the townspeople.

"Poof"!

Seeing Dichido, dressed in a white robe, jumping around and clawing awkwardly mimicking the roar of a beast, Birlan couldn't help but laugh again.

"What, it's used to scare children, and I've heard that Master Punk is a very powerful alchemist?"

Birlan reached out and flicked Diquito's forehead.

"Hehe, it's all a legend from the townspeople."

Dikido smiled and rubbed his head.

After laughing, he tried to put on a serious face and said:

"But be careful, I heard that some time ago, there was a terrible roar from that hill, which sounded creepy and terrifying."

Bilan looked into Dichido's worried eyes, and she could see that the young man opposite was really worried about herself, and that kind of deep care was not mixed with water at all.

"Peace of mind, Master Punk is just experimenting with some spells, not as scary as you think."

Although she was also very nervous in her heart, Biran still made a relaxed appearance, and she whispered some words that were both comforting Dichido and comforting herself, although these words were really just pure self-comfort.

A breeze blows, the wind rolls up patches of pale pink petals, the tender season has come to an end, and many trees are rushing to bloom in the last month, and the faint petals fall from the branches and float into the sky with the breeze............

The boy and girl were now on the green stone slab, scattered petals scattered on the cold ground, and unconsciously, the faces of both of them were slightly red............ No one spoke, and a green silence drifted in the breeze.

Bi Lan, who had mixed feelings in her heart, spoke first, and she felt a feeling surging from her heart that she had never felt before, which made the girl a little panicked, and at the same time there was a hint of sweetness.

"I ...... I'm going to visit my mentor............ That one............ I'm going to be late."

For some reason, Bilan just wanted to quickly avoid this wonderful atmosphere, in which she felt her heart beating fast and it was too quiet.

“............ Don't you eat another loaf of bread............"

Dichido, who was searching his stomach in his heart to "find lines", also opened his mouth, and finally just spit out such a strange question, in his heart, he began to slap his mouth fiercely again, "Where have all those gorgeous rhetoric and verses gone"~~~

“............ No, ...... Goodbye".

Bi Lan turned around and walked quickly in the direction of the White Tower, now her heart was full of that indescribable feeling, and there was nothing more to worry about seeing punk on the other side.

Holding the parchment bag in a daze, the young man who had completely forgotten about bread looked at Bilan's figure and walked farther and farther, and suddenly remembered something:

“............ I sing in the square every morning, and I have to listen to it when I have time............"

“...... Got it".

Hearing Bilan's answer from afar, Dikido happily had the urge to roll in place, and after several deep breaths, the turbulence in his heart gradually subsided.

He carefully took out a piece of bread from the sheepskin bag in his arms, hesitated for a moment before slowly biting down on a small piece, and gently chewed on the soft dough core, which was the best bread he had ever eaten since he was a child!