"Vomit~~"

In the early morning, not long after Princess Arthur Lea got up, Merlin's servant brought her breakfast, which was her favorite fish steak in pine nut oil, and freshly baked wheat bread.

"You bastard, take it away, or I'll lock you up in a little dark room!!"

"Yes, yes, Princess. Apparently the servant did not know why the little princess vomited, and after cleaning up the ground, he walked back with the food, and kept muttering, "What is wrong with the princess? Both the fish and the pine nut oil are the freshest, and the bread is just taken in the morning."

"Lord Merlin." On the way, the servant met Merlin and stopped.

"What's wrong?

"No, no, the princess seems to have a bad appetite and vomits. ”

Merlin looked at the food on the plate, and a smile couldn't help but appear on his face, making this little girl disobedient, this time she finally suffered a lot, "You go down, the food for the princess these days must be vegan, don't even put oil." ”

"Yes, Lord Merlin. ”

"Uncle Merlin, morning," Liya lay on the bed with a bitter face, and didn't get up, obviously too lazy to move because of the vomiting just now.

"Ha, let's see if you dare to run out of the city casually in the future. ”

"Uncle, you know everything?"

"Of course," Merlin said, sitting on the edge of Leah's bed, reaching out and rubbing her little head, "Prince Thomas has told me, and he has advised you not to dig graves, but you just won't listen." ”

"Ah~~ It was just like climbing a mountain, and then when I saw the grave, I remembered my sister's order, and I wanted to burn the corpse, who knew it was so scary"

"How's it going, when are you going to go back to the Nethan Lake Palace?"

"I'm not going back, it's deserted. ”

"But your Uncle Thomas can't be with you all the time. ”

"Hmm~" Liya rolled up the quilt by herself, "Don't go back!

"Hey," Merlin sighed, the little girl began to play tricks again, blaming herself for being too used to her before, "It's okay not to go back, but you can't leave me."

"Okay!" Liya jumped out of the quilt and kissed Merlin hard, "I know that Uncle Merlin is the best!"

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"It seems that the people of Zemas are still calm," Don Quixote walked down the street, looking at the flow of people around him, and couldn't help but sigh, about twenty days have passed since the disaster, although the destroyed buildings have not been repaired, but the rest of the places have basically begun to resume normal operation, and the merchants seem to have accepted the fact that the railroad tracks could not be repaired for a while, and most of them chose to transport goods by sea or hired animal power, after all, although the roads are not smooth, business still has to be done.

Don Quixote originally came to Zemas for two purposes this time, but after last night, it became three.

The first is to collect the information buried before.,It's been completed.,The second is to promise Kyle to buy her some clothes.,To be honest.,Don Quixote was thirty years old in his last life.,I haven't held a woman's hand much.,Program ape.,Everyone can understand.,Every day in addition to crackling on the keyboard.,There's only going to be a keyboard.,So he has never had experience in buying clothes for women.,So he casually picked a store that seemed to sell everything and walked in.

"Dear Master, welcome to our shop. "Although the owner of the shop is not a very experienced person, but at least after doing business for so long, he can still recognize the robe at a glance, so he politely walked up to say hello.

"I want to buy a few clothes for the female surname, do you have any beautiful clothes here?"

"This" The shopkeeper was stunned, thinking to himself how can I sell you without a size, don't look back, you didn't buy it and then came back and burned my shop, of course, this is just what he thinks in his heart, open the door to do business, what weird person has never seen, "That Mr. Mage, can you provide the size of the woman's surname?"

"Ah," Don Quixote remembered, but he didn't measure it when he came, "Huh? wait, I think I'm a mage."

So Don Quixote thought about it in his mind for a while, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, a large ball of water gathered in the air, and then the water mass slowly changed into the shape of a human body, until it was a circle smaller than Kyle's figure, Don Quixote snapped his fingers lightly, and the water turned into ice! Because the volume of water expands after it becomes ice, so after freezing, his body is just the same as Kyle!

Of course, in order to avoid embarrassment, there is also a suit made of ice on the outside of this body.

"Da~" The shopkeeper seemed to be a little too surprised, the pen in his hand that was supposed to record the size fell to the ground, obviously he was just a tailor, basically speaking, no mage would release a spell in front of him, so this was the first time he had seen what a spell looked like in a positive sense.

"The model is according to this, anyway, I only have one beautiful requirement, just buy five sets."

"Okay!" The shopkeeper seemed to be a little depressed, this is also normal, although the world of Faeron is a world of supreme power, but in fact, most civilians will not see this kind of magical scene a few times in their lives.

Whether it is a mage or a knight, they will not use their power in front of the civilians casually, it is the same as a rich man who will not show off how rich I am with a beggar, in one is, the system of the world of Faeron is also destined that the vast majority of civilians will not be able to contact that level at all, such as the problem of necromancy a while ago, for this shopkeeper, that is, he was confined to the main city for a few days, and then he seemed to faint, and there was no then.

"Not bad," Don Quixote looked at the five sets of clothes in front of him, color, style, size, all of which satisfied him, and he was able to glance at it, and the quality of the clothes was also good, so he decisively paid and left, to be honest, whether it was in his previous life or in this life, he didn't have any patience for this kind of thing, even if someone said that he would pay for the beauty to go shopping, he refused directly, so he was ridiculed by his colleagues behind his back, and he was destined to be lonely for a lifetime.

It was about three o'clock in the afternoon, and Don Quixote was near a fountain near the eastern city of Zemas, enjoying with a group of people the music played by a bard, which was similar to that used by the bard he had met on a steam locomotive, and looked like a smaller guitar, and the sound might be a little crisper, and it still sounded quite emotional, less melancholy of the guitar, but a little more light.

Don Quixote didn't know the rhythm of music, but because of the third thing, he had to wait for someone here, so he was bored, and with the powerful computing power of the ring spell, he memorized the playing method of this instrument, and removed the superfluous scales, and constructed the most basic earthly seven-tone scale playing method in his mind.

The bard is not simply playing a musical instrument, but telling a story with music, and the necromantic war that just broke out a while ago also gave the bard a lot of material, such as the knight swearing to defend the country and the separation of his lover is very popular with everyone, after all, who has no illusions in their hearts, becoming a powerful knight charging into battle or something.

The crowd of onlookers gradually increased, and the bard turned over his hat, hung it around his neck with a hat band, and walked around the crowd while playing, which meant asking for money, but when he walked to Don Quixote, the bard was obviously a little surprised, it was obvious that most mages would not be idle to listen to a bard tell a story, of course, this also means another point, the mages are always very generous, sure enough, Don Quixote smiled and threw a few silver coins into his hat, and the bard bowed politely.

After a long walk, the bard returned to his original position, next to the fountain, and said to the crowd, "The following story is also true, just the other day, the name was King Arthur vs. Steel Skull"

"How long have you been here?" I don't know when, there is one more woman next to Don Quixote, who looks very familiar, and there is only one woman who can know Don Quixote who is still in Zemas, and that is Olena.

"For a while, the bard still played very well."

"Your body looks pretty good, it's much more pleasing to the eye than before."

"How are you and Winterlock? You weren't hurt from that incident, were you?"

"No, we both live in the middle of nowhere, so we haven't been attacked."

The two were in the middle of the crowd, so Olena took advantage of the crowd, as if she was a little tired, and put the box she was carrying on the ground, watching the bard tell the story very intently.

And Don Quixote also casually lifted the box and put it at his feet, and the onlookers focused on the bard, naturally no one would have time to care about the small movements of these two people, not to mention that Don Quixote also deliberately exuded a trace of psionic magic, which was to ignore a hypnotic signal from me.

"One of them is what you need, this thing will cost Winterlock a lot of energy, and the other thing will be sent to Sinkid along the way, although the royal family's surveillance of us has been canceled, but we have no excuse to go to Yaraski, so we can only trouble you. By the way, what do you want that thing to do?"

"It's better to not know some things," Don Quixote smiled faintly, "Friend, I'm very satisfied that you can help me get this thing, save me from researching it myself, it will definitely waste a lot of time, but Winterlock is also slightly more efficient, I just informed you last night, and I can get it this afternoon." ”

"You must be planning something big again, forget it, you're a lich anyway, so you can do whatever you want. ”

"It's too late, it's too soon, just when that great skeleton is about to destroy the city!" said the bard, with a stirring and short sound of musical instruments, "our hero, King Arthur, has finally arrived!"

"Roar~~" The crowd around them applauded very cooperatively, and it was obvious that the bard still had a knack for stirring up the atmosphere.

"Then I'll go first, I'm afraid of arousing suspicion if I stay for a long time."

"It's really suspicious that you're gone now," Don Quixote's gaze still fell on the bard's face, he had never despised any bard after the last lesson, so the conversation between the two just now was done through a communication spell, "The story has just arrived**, and you leave like this is the most conspicuous"

When the story was about to end, Don Quixote felt that someone pulled his left hand, turned his head and saw that it was a little girl, dressed very plainly, and Toushan also buckled the hat with a cloak, seeing Don Quixote looking at herself, she also raised her head slightly, looked at Don Quixote with a smile, and shook the lighter in her hand at the same time, this is not the simple little princess, who else can it be?