Netheril’s Brilliance

　　 "Haha, the frosted sugar bread made by its solid wood uncles is the best".

On a quiet path, a girl with long light green hair and a teenager wearing a colorful hat are walking side by side. The teenager is holding a parchment bag full of bread, and the girl is holding a small piece of pale white bread with her hands. Sip it, as cute and cute as a deer drinking by the stream.

Dickedo, who is pretending to be a "knowledge-all" to introduce the small town of Niailan, glances at the newly acquainted Bilan from time to time. The girl's sip of the bread is so cute. The delicious bread that Dicked was longing for is now He was eaten by others, but instead of feeling unhappy in his heart, he felt very happy.

　　 "Being able to walk with Bilan, bread and other things are basically small things."

　　Di Qiduo secretly thought of this "help with the bread" he thought of and liked it!

Listening to Dickedo's endless introduction to the local customs of Niailan Town, Bilan actually felt that Dickedo's various performances were more interesting. Of course, she could see that Dickedo was deliberately pleasing, but this kind of pleasing was actually A teenager is truly innocent, which has never existed among all the male peers Bilan has encountered before.

　　 "Speaking of... Bilan, why did you come to this small town in Nigeria".

　　 Just after endlessly introducing his bard career and his "great" ideals, Diccito suddenly remembered that he didn't know anything about Bilan, so he asked naturally.

　　 "Yes...I am going to visit the instructor, I am a little mage~".

Bilan knows that most ordinary people stay away from professionals. Generally speaking, if you want to continue talking, it is important to conceal your apprenticeship as a mage, but for some reason, Bilan doesn't want to tell sincerely in Diqiduo. She lied in front of the teenager with all her information, she herself didn't know why she was so abnormal today.

　　 "Maybe he will show fear in his eyes and leave quickly"...

Bilan felt a little nervous and sad. She had seen many new servants change from joy to fear after hearing about her mage status too many times. She had adapted to the ordinary people's attitude towards herself that was afraid to avoid. ...Have you adapted?

　　 "Hey~ Miss Bilan is still a magical mage? How amazing!"

　　Diqiduo did not show fear and panic like ordinary people. On the contrary, he still 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 from an early age to sing poetry, although he is still young, he has also met many professionals, and because of his old age According to the teachings of the bard, Dickedo did not actually have the fear and prejudice that most ordinary people treat professionals.

Bilan looked at Dickedo in a daze. After becoming an alchemist, for the first time, she received a "so amazing" compliment. In the indifference of the family elders, in the ridicule of the professionals of the same age, in the nobles In the flattery of the princes, Bilan, who had spent too long, almost forgot what it was like to receive sincere compliments!

"Are you going to visit the instructor in Niailan Town? There is indeed a mage in Niailan Town...... Hey! You are not going to visit the "one" on the eastern hills, right" ?

　　 Without noticing the girl’s distractions, Dickedo thought about the sentence "visit mentor", and then came to a conclusion that worries him in his heart?

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

　　 Hearing Di Qiduo's words, Bilan woke up from a dazed state, she almost subconsciously answered Di Qiduo's question.

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

　　 Although worried in his heart, Di Qiduo still tried to make the atmosphere relaxed. He spread his teeth and danced his claws and pretended to be a ghost, telling Bilan a "ghost story for scaring children" that was widely circulated among the townspeople.

　　 "Puff!"

　　 Seeing Dicardo, who was wearing a white robe, was jumping around, flaring his teeth and claws and awkwardly imitating the roar of a beast, Bilan couldn't help but laugh again.

　　 "What, it's used to scare children, I heard that punk adult is a very powerful alchemist"?

　　 Bilan stretched out her hand and flicked Dickey's forehead.

　　 "Hey, this is the legend of the townspeople".

　　 Dickey smiled and rubbed his forehead.

After 　　 laughed, he tried to put on a serious look and said:

　　 "But you still have to be careful. I heard that some time ago, there were often terrible roars from that hill. It sounded creepy and terrible."

　　 Bilan stared at Dicardo’s worried eyes. She could see that the teenager opposite was really worried about herself, and that kind of deep care was not mixed with moisture at all.

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

　　Although her heart was very uneasy, Bilan still made a relaxed look. She whispered some words that were both comforting Diccito and comforting herself, although these words were really just pure self-comfort.

A breeze struck, and the light pink petals were rolled up in the wind. The tender season has come to an end. The flowers of many trees are rushing to bloom in the last month. The faint petals fall from the branches, with the breeze Floating in the sky...

The young girl is now on the green stone slab, scattered petals are scattered on the deserted ground, unknowingly, the faces of both of them are slightly red...No one speaks~www.wuxiahere.com~ a kind of greenness The quietness was drifting in the breeze.

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

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

　　 I don't know why, Bilan just wants to avoid this wonderful atmosphere as soon as possible. In this atmosphere, she feels her heart beating fast and the surrounding is too quiet.

　　 "…………Don't eat a loaf anymore…………"

Di Qiduo, who searched for "finding lines" in his heart, also opened his mouth, and in the end he just spit out such a strange question. In his heart, he began to fan his mouth fiercely again, "Those gorgeous rhetoric and verses are gone. What's wrong"~~~

　　 "......no more,...bye again".

　　 Bilan turned around and walked quickly towards the direction of the White Tower, and now she was filled with that indescribable feeling, and there was nothing to worry about seeing punk on the other side.

　　, holding the parchment paper bag in a daze, the young man who has completely forgotten about the bread, watched Bilan's figure go further and further, and suddenly remembered something:

　　 "…………I sing in the square every morning, and I must come and listen when I have time……”

"……understood".

　　 Hearing Bilan's answer from far away, Dicked was happily having the urge to roll in place. 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 long time before slowly biting off a small piece, chewing softly on the noodle core, Dickdo was sure that it was him The best bread I have ever eaten since I was young!