Chapter 8: The Street Scene Through His Eyes

Seren was at the grandmother's house, and she was hearing about Yulan's birth. When I was pregnant, I suffered a lot because I was twins, and I stayed in the hospital for a long time.

The old woman said, "When Lino came out, I told her that she was a healthy child. She said to me, 'This is mine!' before Gino came out, and she said, 'She did it, and she wanted to make me doubly hard?

"She only hurts her eldest daughter, and she always deliberately ignores her second daughter. The eldest daughter's hand would be cut by paper, and she would scold the servant, and the second daughter went to climb a mountain with a nearby child, and broke her elbow and knee, and the wound was so big that it would leave a scar, and she didn't even look at it. Maybe that's better. Unless the master speaks, the eldest daughter is almost locked up at home by her, and she can't go anywhere.

"If the eldest daughter wants to participate in the friendship and wants to go to a distant place to take classes, she must rely on the permission of the master to make the trip, otherwise Youlan will definitely stand in her way. 」

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After taking a bath, Syke's bedtime job was to handle the food given to him by the cook, all of which was all the meat left over from the banquet. He roasted the meat dry, put it in bags, cast spells on them to keep birds and rats from approaching, and spells that were not visible, and hung them outside the attic window. It's so cold these days, ice and snow are a natural refrigerator. The reason why people can't see it is to avoid his behavior from making the mansion smell poor and sour, and obstructing the faΓ§ade of the rich will definitely be driven away.

After everything was done, Nick packed up the barbecue utensils for the little horn. Because many spell materials need to be processed with fire, barbecue utensils are also considered to be a mage's regular possession.

Wick thrust the sacrificial knife into the brazier, stirred up the magic flame, and threw it at the open window, watching it fall and extinguish in the snow outside.

The little horn still lay at the door of the room where it came in, and did not move. Rick would love to ask how he died, but he couldn't.

While he was still in his spirits, he looked through Xiao Zhang's luggage. There are a lot of things in the small horn, and there is a big box of light pens, and there are all kinds of materials. Rick sighed. There were only two crayons, one white and one black, and a brush.

Most novice mages use a single piece of white chalk or crayon to write all the circles. A somewhat skilled mage will start using a variety of different pens, such as bug chalk, bone oil pens, etc., as well as pens that change color when ignited. When you become a very skilled veteran, it is usually a stroke of all the magic circles, but the pen chosen by each mage is different.

He also found a normal pencil, a ballpoint pen, and a pack of envelopes and stationery. The speaker had a correspondence with, but he did not find any letters that had not been sent, or letters sent by others. Xiao Horn has a lot of books, and Xi Ke can't finish them for a while, so he will put them aside first.

Seeker found some potato snacks that looked like they were still edible, but Wick didn't try them. I also found the Mage License issued by the Staff of Light and the Mage Verification Archaeological Problem Book.

After browsing them all, Xi Ke found two suspicious points. One is that Xiao Horn is obviously not a mage specializing in potions, and he does not have a medicinal herb bag on him. It is impossible for an ordinary mage to put sweet stamen on his body. The bottle in the corpse's hand was the same as the one used by Hana's studio, and it is possible that he took it himself.

Again, he didn't find any amulets or staffs.

These two things are the most commonly used medium for modern spells, and Xi Ke didn't bring these two things because he had a sacrificial knife as a medium. It shouldn't be like he learned magic in an abnormal pipeline, so he should use amulets and staffs a lot. While there are mages who prefer one or the other, it's strange that there aren't either. At Xiao Horn's age, it is unlikely that he will be powerful enough to cast spells without medium.

It was late, and Xi Ke gave up looking for clues and got into Xiao Horn's bed. Lightning bolts of light burst out on the floor. It's always been like this, he's almost used to it. Suddenly, no sooner had his head touched the pillow than he saw the floor light up, and huge bolts of light shot upward, the largest of which almost touched the ceiling. The lightning only appeared for a moment and then disappeared, and there was no more lightning on the floor, not even a centimeter or two high.

After a huge flow of spell energy, the anomalous flow stopped.

Rick looked up at the window, and judging by the angle of the moon, it was about twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

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It was about half past eight when Seren left the grandmother's house. He did not immediately go back to the police station, but walked down the street in the snow. He was born strong and strong, and he didn't feel cold when the snow got heavier. He remembered to send a letter to Schuilonu's father, so he sat down at a tea shop to write a letter.

He wrote on the letterhead, "Regards Lord Rand: I have seen Rick, who is now the assistant to the mage who serves the plates, and curses the employer with a twinkle in his eyes. He still seems to be quite hungry and must be fed first to reduce his chance of biting. It is not advisable to approach him rashly at the moment, so as not to lose a piece of meat. 」

He was going to sit a little longer, but the clerk told him, "I'm sorry, we're closing. 」

"The business hours on the door are until two o'clock in the morning. Serenne said.

"There's not been anyone in the middle of the night lately, so it's closed early. 」

So Serene sealed the envelope, put enough stamps into the mailbox, and walked down the street in the middle of the night.

With the extent of this place's prosperity, it's strange that the tea shop closes before midnight. This kind of place should have a lot of nightlife. Occasionally, you can see people dressed in warm clothes, looking for shops to visit along the street, but almost all of them are closed.

Serense passed by the magic fountain that spewed hot water, and saw a carriage stop across the street. It was an expensive private carriage with heating attached. The car door opened, and a young girl in costume jumped out. Serian estimated that she was still underage, but the heavy makeup was so heavy that most people might mistake her for twenty-five.

The girl yelled at the man in the car, "I've had enough! Daoqian is useless, I will never forgive you, and I will not return to you! I will not pay attention to you even if you kneel down or give me a gift!

After scolding, the girl raised her head proudly, waiting for the man to kneel down and give her an expensive gift.

She didn't expect the other party to have had enough of her. The man in the carriage was silent, closed the door, and the carriage was gone.

Only the girl was left without a coat, and her bag was left in the car, standing in the snow in surprise, her eyes widening, her mouth wide open, and her exaggerated expression made the makeup on her face tear.

Seren couldn't hold back the feeling of wanting to laugh, and with a sympathetic expression, he stepped forward and asked, "Need help?"

The girl yelled at Seren, "Don't come near me, pervert! Don't think I'll go with you for a glass of wine if you come near me when I'm vulnerable alone! I'm not a random girl, don't think I'll sleep with you if you give me a little favor!"

Serian had no choice but to withdraw his outstretched hand. The girl turned her head angrily and struggled through the snow with her high heels.

Serene stood still, taking off his coat and hanging it on his hands. He was going to wait a while, and when the girl had enough of the cold and snow, he would come forward and show off the knight's badge, and she should accept the help.

Serense watched the girl turn the corner and step out of his sight, mentally counting the time, when suddenly, he felt a gust of wind pass overhead. The gust of wind was light, caused by something jumping over his head. Because he was a knight, Serene was sensitive to the dynamics around him, and he judged that it was not a bird or a cat. The thing passed in the girl's direction.

Serian trotted to catch up, only to see the girl's footprints stretching forward, and the girl's high heels fell in front of one of Zuihou's footprints, and then they were gone. It was surrounded by high walls of buildings, and there was no place to climb up, and Serenie did not think that the girl had the ability to walk on the snow without leaving a trace.

She just disappeared into thin air.

Seren returned to the police station full of doubts and found that they were still staring at the picture of the beautiful girl. The girls in those pictures are very young. It also has something to do with the fact that everyone uses the current style of makeup, and they all look similar to each other in some way. It's like the girl who disappeared in front of Seren's eyes not long ago.,Similar appearance.。

Realizing that these were all victims of crime, Seren sat down and asked the police, "Do you need help?"

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When it was almost dawn, Xike went out early in the morning. He couldn't feel at ease in that room. The snow stopped, and there were slippery blocks of ice on both sides of the road, and some frost that creaked when stepped on.

Rick sees the hot water fountain. Usually such facilities would cause the nomads to gather, but he did not see people, nor did he see their bedding on the side of the road or somewhere. As far as he knew, there was no homeless shelter in the area. This place does not welcome people who are not qualified. Not even stray animals, once they break in, they will disappear forever within a few hours.

As he walked, he looked at the shop windows on the side of the road, and the items sold in the shops were all priced at more than a month's meal for ordinary people. But it doesn't seem to be worrying about not being able to sell at all.

He had no idea about the gap between the rich and the poor, and although he had heard people say something like "the rich get richer and the poor get poorer", it didn't give him much feeling. All he knew was that he couldn't stay in a place like this. He had an outsider feel about the place. It's a game he's never played before, so he doesn't have to take any emotional responsibility for winning or losing.

He vaguely knew that he didn't seem to be doing well, and that he seemed to be going to drift further and further away from something that everyone thought was important. But he didn't know if he belonged to this country, and he didn't know if he loved the land. He just tried to live as much as he could, and didn't care about anything else, just like before.

He walked on such streets very abruptly, but he was used to such differences. When passers-by saw him, they flashed in both directions and gave him the middle of the road, to which Rick was quite satisfied.

He couldn't afford every restaurant on the street, so he sat by the fountain and ate the sandwich he had brought. As the sky began to lighten, he saw girls in short skirts come out with fluffy, petite magical pets. Because it was too unwise to wear a short skirt in such weather, she only took the heated route, but if it weren't for the heavy makeup on her face and legs, she would have seen her skin freeze purple.

Magical pets are not the same as the magic that mages usually raise. Magical pets have no practical use, and magical pets have no function, not even claws and pointy teeth, and it is completely impossible to hurt their owners in turn. They do not have the ability to survive or reproduce in the wild, and will soon die if they are abandoned. "Littering does not cause a dirty environment" seems to be one of the advertising slogans of merchants. Although Xike could not understand that there were people in Weishenme who would raise creatures on the premise of abandonment.

Rick has no interest in spending feed money on gas packs. He likes Liliang's powerful demons. As for his former roommate in the Dark Academy, he admired the demon who could satisfy his desires.

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