Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes

　　 "But I just didn't know what to choose, so I came to ask you, Annie."

　　 Hearing Annie's answer, Fiona's small and delicate hands slightly held her forehead, showing a cute expression of some distress.

　　 "The best gift is yours, Miss Fiona."

　　 Annie lowered her head slightly, flicked the falling black hair, and answered Fiona in a gentle voice.

　　 "However, the heart cannot be directly regarded as a gift."

　　The little hands in pure white gloves kneaded the lace of the skirt corners, and Fiona aggravated her steps with some dissatisfaction. Exquisite silver open-toed sandals stepped on the bluestone pavement, making a snapping sound.

　　 "Annie, give me some suggestions."

　　 "The Lord Anvis must have no shortage of ordinary precious things. Then, how about choosing some unique and creative little things?"

　　 The lady maid dressed in casual clothes thought for a while, and gave a suggestion about the range of gifts to choose from.

　　 She didn't want to interfere too much in Fiona's choice, but based on her understanding of her own lady, she knew that if she didn't give a positive answer at this time, she would be unhappy.

　　 "Hmm, it makes sense!"

　　 Hearing Anne's suggestion, Fiona's eyes lit up, she decided on the range of choices, and the difficulty of choice would be reduced a lot.

　　Walking, the two of them have already approached the square on the side of the main block, where there are many stalls of floating merchants.

　　The crowd gathered here one after another, many of whom came from afar.

　　There are professional adventurers who sell Warcraft materials, metal ores, and relic items here, and there are also some country folks who go to the city to sell agricultural and sideline products.

　　 Many buyers are bargaining fiercely with the stall owners, and the scene is very lively.

　　 Fiona was here for the first time, and everything around her looked very strange to the girl.

Spellcasters in robes and top hats, mercenary squads with weapons on their backs and armors, nomadic tribe scimitars from the hot desert, barbarian warriors in the North, and occasionally you can see rare elves and The figure of a dwarf.

　　 The girl curiously observed the people passing by, for a while, she looked at the brown squirrel on the shoulder of a mercenary, and then quietly peeked at the pointed ears of a blonde female elf.

A wandering middle-aged woman attracted Fiona’s attention. She wore a plaid headscarf common to commoner women, a yellow and white coarse dress, and a huge rattan basket on her right arm, which was filled with fresh food. Seasonal fruits.

　　 At this time, she was hawking her merchandise to pedestrians in the square.

　　 "Hello, may I ask, what kind of fruit is this?"

　　 Fiona walked to the side of the peasant woman, pointed to a bunch of pale green fruits the size of a ping pong ball in the basket, and asked her politely.

　　 "Hello, two beautiful ladies. This is Pengwanguo, a kind of ordinary fruit."

　　 Seeing someone coming to ask, the peasant woman turned her head quickly and replied with a smile on her face. His eyes seemed to swept across the skirts of the two of them inadvertently.

Although the style of 　　 is simple, the material is not ordinary linen.

　　 The peasant woman guessed that she might have met a potential big customer, and her smile became more eager.

　　"This is the freshest wild fruit in Karras. It was picked with dew in the early morning to see the green color of the fruit base.

　　 This kind of fruit has a special fragrance, the taste is very refreshing, and it is also very good for protecting the skin..."

　　The peasant woman enthusiastically introduced to the two that she knows how to sell to such customers.

　　They usually don't know much about these ordinary fruits, but they pay great attention to their own appearance and maintenance. As long as it is emphasized that it has the effect of skin care, it can often make them generous.

　　 As for the specific effects of this fruit, she doesn't know. But most fruits have a little nourishing effect on the skin, don't they?

　　 "Really? Then come a bunch of this kind of fruit."

　　 Fiona was a little curious and decided to buy a bunch and try it.

　　 "How much is the price?"

　　The person who asked for the price was Annie, and Fiona didn't need to bring money when she was traveling. If you are interested in something, you only need to say it, and then Annie will come forward to pay.

　　 "There are thirty-two in this string, and each price is five copper coins. But if two people buy the whole string together, only one silver coin and twenty copper coins are enough."

　　 The peasant woman quoted a price with a smile on her face.

　　 Annie nodded, the price is reasonable, maybe a bit more expensive. But today is traveling with her own lady, she doesn't want to appear pretentious.

　　 She took out a small pocket full of silver coins from her arms, took out two coins from it, and handed them to the peasant woman.

　　The peasant woman quickly wiped her hands on her linen skirt, and happily took the silver coin, and the probing hand drew out a handful of copper in the old pocket.

　　 She counted out eighty copper coins and handed them to Annie, and handed the bunch of fruits respectfully to Fiona.

　　 has been selling fruits here for a long time, and she has also summarized a little pattern. This type of situation where one person asks and the other asks the price and payment, usually the person who asks is the real principal.

　　 After leaving the peasant woman, Fiona wanted to taste the fruit immediately~www.novelmt.com~, but the ladies who came from elementary school reminded her not to eat on the street.

　　 So the girl stopped, turned her head to look around, noticed a quieter alley nearby, and walked over enthusiastically.

　　 When the girl was about to enter the alley, three or four nearby men who were watching merchandise, chatting, and hanging out suddenly stopped and gathered towards the alley as if unintentionally.

　　 Annie, who was half of Fiona behind, frowned. She was just a few low-level professionals. She was confident that she would solve them all by herself, but she didn't want to disturb the young lady's interest.

　　 She secretly took out a silver-white nameplate, injected a trace of mental power into it, and a trace of strange fluctuations suddenly spread.

　　 Fiona didn't notice this episode. Her experience was still shallow after all. At this time, she just walked into the narrow alley with a little excitement.

　　Because it is located in the Queen’s block, the alleys are not dirty and cold, but very tidy.

　　The direct sunlight is blocked by the eaves, making the environment in the alley soft and elegant. The gray-white stone walls on both sides are slightly moist, and green moss is climbing on it.

　　 Mottled stone road, some sparse vendors set up stalls here, selling some homemade small crafts.

　　 Fiona walked to the wall of the alley and used a neglect technique on herself. This can reduce one's sense of existence and make people subconsciously ignore the subject, but it has no effect on people with strong enough mental power.

　　 After concealing it for a while, the girl's delicate hands in white gloves plucked a light cyan fruit and sniffed it lightly, and found that there was indeed a nice fragrance coming, which made her more curious about its taste.

　　 So, she condensed a small water ball, cleaned the surface of the fruit, and then took a bite.