A strange world

"Annan, you want to become a magic apprentice, right?"

After Little Winchet left, Mr. Fast picked up the empty glass and put it back on the wine table. He came to Annan and straightened his collar with a smile: "I think a noble, wise, and future mage should not be too Conspicuous.”

"But I need to make money."

Fast let out a hearty laugh and began to take off Annan's clothes - an act that inexplicably caused the women to scream.

"You have the Wine Lady, and the wealth of the Winchet family can easily help you become a mage."

Annan suddenly realized what Fast was aware of... He couldn't explain it yet, because even Annan himself didn't know what was going on.

"Then I can't continue working?"

"Work? Of course you can continue, but there is no need to...'solicit business.'" Fast threw the drama costume he took off to the rosy-cheeked Evelin, "Bring Annan's clothes."

The atmosphere in the tavern was warm, and Annan, who was wearing a thin shirt, did not feel cold. Mr. Fast's change of attitude made him tentatively ask: "I don't have to pay back the money I owe Soruman Bronzebeard?"

"If you want."

"I'm just asking."

Annan didn't want to pay back the money he owed, so he could postpone it for a while at most... After all, he didn't even buy anything for Aunt Susan.

"Thanks."

Taking the clothes from Evelin, Annan put on his coat, and then asked in a pretentious manner: "Wine... Is Margery's family rich?"

"you do not know?"

"Margaery didn't tell me any of this."

Annan did not deceive Fast, and the wine lady indeed did not tell him.

"Well... there must be a reason why the wine lady didn't tell you. I can only say that the Winchet family is very powerful in Breeze City..."

It can be seen that the identity of the wine lady is not simple for an elite warrior to humbly say that she is his big boss.

As Annan put on the linen coat, the women's enthusiasm subsided and began to return their attention to Fast. Those regular customers are also encouraging Evelyn to succeed Annan——

Evelin was a little shy, but she was indeed curious.

"Would you like to try it on?"

Because of Mr. Fast's care, Evelyn has been well protected.

Evelin nodded slightly, and Fast looked at Annan: "Your clever idea... I mean you are more clever. Do you have any good ideas?"

Annan was still not used to Mr. Fast's polite appearance. He carefully observed Evelin's green cheeks with bunny ears and freckles, and when her face became increasingly blushing, she had an idea: "I'll ask Aunt Susan to make it when I get back."

An ordinary white skirt can bring out Evelin's youthfulness.

As midnight approaches, the hustle and bustle of the pub gradually fades away as the guests leave. The bard stopped talking all night long and played a soft harp.

Annan came to the bard with a glass of rye as usual.

"Is it your personal experience to be intimate with Sissi, the dean of Roland College?" The bard showed a smile that all men understand, picked up the wine glass and said, "To Sissi."

"To the boss's wife." Fast cooperated and picked up the wine glass.

"Here's to Annan." Soruman Bronzebeard drank the whole glass of beer.

Evelin pouted, while Martin stared at Annan's butt.

In any case, Annan felt that Fast, the female dwarf, and even the bard had a closer relationship with him.

But it has nothing to do with the wine lady, but starts with saving Tasia.

At midnight, Annan and Martin returned home along the silent street with only the moonlight shining.

The lights in Aunt Susan and Uncle Hollin's rooms still went out after they returned home. Annan and Martin lay on their respective beds and fell asleep one after another.

Early the next morning, Annan ran into the kitchen and took out a piece of charcoal from the stove. He drew a long skirt that exposed his forearms on the paper and asked Aunt Susan to find the corresponding white skirt. She rushed with an extra portion of soft bread. Go to the library.

Annan, who knew Mr. Victor's nature, placed a piece of soft bread on the table in his sunny corner in advance and began to clean up.

By the time Annan had cleaned up the spacious library, Victor was already looking through the books, and the soft bread on the table was nowhere to be seen.

"Eating too fast will make you thirsty." Annan said, putting the kettle on the table and returning to the desk.

Before Annan could have breakfast, little Winchet came to the library, and he came to him.

"I don't know what means you used to deceive Aunt Margaery...but I will make her realize the truth." Leaving behind a sentence, the little Winchet hurried away as if he had arrived in a hurry. Half popped out.

The matter did not end there. When Annan picked up the bread, Mr. Victor came over with a cane.

"what happened?"

"Some misunderstandings..."

Annan reluctantly put the bread back to its place and told him about how he was working around and met the wine lady by chance.

"Little Winchet may have misunderstood something, or the wine lady may have said something to her..." Annan didn't know whether to be distressed or rest in peace, "Anyway, now she may think that I am, uh... a man."

"I believe in you, child." Mr. Victor was kinder than ever before. "I see in your eyes the desire for knowledge and the longing for the extraordinary, but there is no greed for beauty..."

That's not true... Annan thought honestly, because he felt a little uncomfortable with Mr. Victor's compliment.

But the next moment, the old man had a mean face: "Do you think I would say that? Solve your own affairs yourself, don't bring your problems to the library!"

Annan felt much more comfortable this time.

Mr. Victor returned to his seat. Annan stretched out his hand to grab the bread, then suddenly paused, looking at the sunny corner where there was only the sound of turning books and the closed door of the library, and then he began to enjoy breakfast with peace of mind.

But when it was about to close today, Mr. Victor came to the desk and asked, "How many words do you know?"

"There should be six or seven hundred..."

I can barely read children's literature without reading a dictionary. Because Annan has slowed down his literacy skills recently, he only reads the dictionary when he encounters an unknown word while reading. .

"You're a quick study."

This is something Annan has always been proud of.

"But it's used in places it shouldn't be used."

Victor's blow came shortly after: "One-level Spell Common Language Proficiency only costs 2 gold coins."

Annan fell into silence. He was still thinking about the problem using the logic of the real world... He could only console himself that he had saved 2 gold coins, and rounding up, he had earned 2 gold coins.

Before Mr. Victor left after finishing speaking, Annan hesitated and handed him the remaining soft bread.

The old man said nothing and continued to stare at Annan.

Annan remembered that he had just asked about his literacy level, which was a blessing to his soul.

"You want to ask me when I will sort out the book classification?" Annan observed Mr. Victor's expression, thought for a while and said, "We can start tomorrow."

Then the old man leaned on his cane and left the library.