None of the dazzling merchandise along the way piqued Alina's interest. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe two women chatted as they walked, and soon the topic turned to the red-robed mage.

"I think there's something different about him. ”

"Alina, you're right. "He was a direct member of the Chenyue family and inherited the family's literary cultivation, but apparently he did not inherit his family's modesty, and it is said that he often wrote letters to argue with those whose literary views differed from his, and openly ridiculed some famous literati and even masters in newspapers and magazines." ”

The Chenyue family, one of the four eternal nobles, controls the cultural realm of the empire.

"It's hard to imagine that he's selling potions that look like they're going to poison people. ”

"My dear Alina, in fact many nobles like to sell their wares in the free market, especially the Speyer family, and it is said that every Speyer member who goes to the academy must go to the free market to do business. Christina patiently explained, "I've heard that Sbee is obsessed with Lolo cards and spends a lot of money, so sometimes he sells the spirit potions he makes to make a little money. ”

Alina nodded. The Speyers are a member of the eternal aristocracy who primarily control the markets in the southern part of the empire.

"Christina, is there anything else to do?"

"That's right, Aliana. Christina suddenly smiled mischievously, "How old are you?"

The half-elf girl noticed that there was some strange light in Christina's violet eyes, which made her feel a dangerous aura inexplicably.

"Uh... Nineteen years old. (Actually, it's only nine days old.)

The blonde girl lowered her head, and suddenly leaned over her pointed ears and whispered, "I'm seventeen years old. ”

I don't know if she did it intentionally or deliberately, the fiery mouth blew on the snow-white ears of the silver-haired girl, tickling, like a cat scratching its naughty tail. Alina, who has no concept of intimacy between girls, can't understand the meaning behind it at all, so she subconsciously wants to stay away from Christina.

"Uh... So what?" Alina suddenly felt a faint danger.

"Do you feel a little rusty to keep calling me by my full name?"

"Probably. ”

"So, you call me sister. ”

"Huh, sister?"

"That's right. She touched the silver-haired girl's head, whose body was a little stiff, but Christina took her as a sign of innocence, "You're much shorter than me. “

"But I'm two years older than you. Alina looked embarrassed.

"You're half elven blood. Violet's big eyes were full of smiles, "So when you are converted, you are about the same age as a human fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl." ”

Christina has a temperament that is difficult to refuse, and it is difficult to refuse the requests of beautiful women, especially a beautiful girl like Christina.

Alina felt a fiery and warm aura emanating from her, and they enveloped her, seeping into her flesh, invading her bones, trying to melt away the unknown resistance in her bones, like the sun that melted snow.

"Uh.." But Alina still felt inexplicably embarrassed, and she hesitated, and her stomach suddenly let out a loud protest sound.

"Uh-huh, dear Alina, sounds like you're hungry. ”

"I haven't eaten lunch yet. ”

"What a dereliction of duty. "I'll take you to taste Kazakh cuisine." ”

As she spoke, she took Alina's hand and walked in a certain direction.

At the stall where they had already left far away, the "Master Spy" from the Chenyue family put down the books he had read before, and made notes in a beautiful notebook, and muttered: "Adventure stories with no connotation and a lot of kitsch erotic descriptions," at this time, he circled a few words on a long bibliography, "Dragon Messenger - The White-Haired One",

"Such a book is also worthy of being regarded as a flood beast, my dear uncles, your G-spot is getting lower and lower. His expression was indescribably mocking.

Alina didn't expect that the place to eat was actually a tall and ornate building.

She was now on a soft blanket with her feet covered, and the heavy walls were completely shielded from the noise outside. The occasional human voice coming in from the doorway is also muffled by the beautiful music.

Overhead is a massive vaulted roof. It is inlaid with elemental gemstones that symbolize the stars, the moon and the sun, and they sparkle brightly. Seven-colored lines wrap around the tall pillars, which are dim or bright to form a variety of beautiful flowers on the wooden pillars.

Four or five paces away from Alina was a tall pillar, and then another, and another, and a dozen pillars supported the tall building, and the floors were surrounded by those tall pillars, forming an O-shape. On the stage in the center of the hall there was a band playing more than a dozen instruments, and columns surrounded them. The soft, melodious music came from the instruments in their hands, and the beautiful music went up one floor to the next floor around the tall pillars.

The eerie colors, the soft music, and the calming scent mixed with the smell of food made Alina completely ignore the waiter who was talking to Christina. Christina spoke with him and placed an amethyst card on a silver platter in his hand.

The black-clad waiter stepped back and walked to the side window, where a white glove came out and took it. With a click, the hand placed the amethyst card back on the silver tray. The black-clothed waiter returned the amethyst card with both hands, made an elegant "please" motion, and led Christina to the side of the stairs.

Alina followed Christina up the staircase made of black and white marble. I came to a separate room on the third floor. Inside, the décor is exquisitely and elegant, and the room is next to the balustrade, and you can sit on a chair near the dining table near the railing, and you can clearly look down on the orchestra playing in the hall below.

They sat down in their chairs, the waiter brought delicious desserts and colorful drinks, and Christina intimately asked Alina what else she needed, so the waiter quickly brought in a bright flower wine, and quietly closed the door as she left.

"Little sister Aliana. ”

Hearing this deliberately intimate voice, Alina, who was drinking bright flower wine, almost didn't throw it up.

"Alina, sure enough, you're a shy little girl at heart. Christina looked like a cunning golden retriever fox at this time, "Sister sister can make you blush with shyness." ”

"No, no, I just think I'm older than you, so it's called too.... Oh no. ”

"Don't quibble, your biological age is younger than mine, and it's normal for you to call me sister. If you're not shy, call me Sister Christina. ”

Alina's face flushed, she didn't know where that kind of resistance came from, anyway, she felt embarrassed... Even a little humiliating. This actually comes from her residual arrogance, from the arrogance in the ashes of the cemetery, her previous life was a proud and upright ranger, this kind of little girl name will only make the ranger feel uncomfortable.

This pride is struggling, lingering, but very tenacious. Reacted to Alina, like fidgeting, her face was slightly red, and she was alive and well off the image of a shy girl.

Christina couldn't help but chuckle with her mouth covered, making her look even more charming.

Elena's heart was suddenly touched, and her heart began to beat with joy, and the flush on Christina's pale golden face reminded her of the afterglow of the setting sun.

A picture that was both familiar and unfamiliar suddenly appeared in her mind. She remembered that under the golden-red sky, in the vast forest, above the verdant hills, a sturdy blonde woman looked back and smiled charmingly at her, and the afterglow of the setting sun stained her hair red, gilding her beautiful face with an immortal halo.

"Tile... Valya. Alina muttered, the three words having a strange magic, like a file, that thwarted the last bit of her ranger arrogance.

"Huh?"

"Sister Christina. Alina finally spoke.

"Too quiet, say it again......"

At this time, the two black-clothed waiters were putting several specially made newspapers into a stack of newspapers. The needs of the guests are not only food, but also pastime, and newspapers are given to the distinguished guests along with the food. Their guests would not have imagined that in addition to newspapers, there would also be "gifts" for books.......

PS: The description of Master Sbee in the previous chapter, thanks to the polish of a friend of mine (in fact, Master Sby is alluding to him), here is a push for his work: "The Empress's Ideal Town"