Magus Tech

　　 Many days later.

　　 Snow is flying.

　　Snowdrops like goose feathers keep falling down, covering every corner of the field of vision, the sky and earth are white, and the whole world is quiet.

　　 Occasional gusts of wind appeared, and a large group of white snow hit the pedestrians on the road, causing a scream, followed by the sound of teeth fighting.

　　A dozen towns south of the king capital of the Emerald Kingdom, there is a small town called Oak Town. There is an inn in the town called the Oak Inn, which is designed for people visiting or leaving the capital to rest and stay. In this weather, business is booming.

　　The night fell, the snow was thicker, the wind was tighter, and the whole world seemed to be fighting a cold war. In the oak hotel across the wall, the flames in the fireplace were burning, and the heat wave was rolling to warm everyone in the hotel.

　　 The first floor of the hotel is a tavern, where dozens of tables are lined up. At this time, more than half of the people have been sitting. There are blacksmiths working in the town, some residents who come in to warm themselves up, some merchants passing by, and some mercenary squads that are not easy to mess with.

　　 A five-person mercenary squad is sitting at a table near the fireplace, three men and one woman:

　　Turning his back to the fireplace is Mugla, the captain of the mercenary squad, wearing chain mail and wearing vicissitudes on his face. He was just fifty years old, but because of excessive labor and malnutrition, his hair was half-white, and he looked more like an old man in his sixties. The strength is the strongest in the mercenary squad, but it is the core of the entire team with rich experience and calmness. At this time, slowly tearing the bread, soaking in the broth, and then sent to the mouth, like a medicine, chewed expressionlessly.

　　 On the left side of Mu La is a strong man like a bear named Zac. Muscles exploded from under the armor, and his face was flushed by the fireplace. At this time, he was chewing a fat chicken, swallowing it, and then picked up the ale on the table.

　　 The person on the right side of Mula looks much inferior to Zac. He is shorter than half of his head, and his body is also a little thin, called Cole. At this time he was grabbing a greasy chicken leg, nibbling while looking at him with eyes sneaking around, scanning the money bags of the people around him... Before his identity as a thief, because of unstable income, he finally chose to join the mercenary team. But if he had a chance, he wouldn’t mind doing a previous job and catching money.

　　 On the last side of the table, sitting opposite Mugla was a woman, a very young and beautiful woman, but at the same time a woman who didn't look so annoying, her name was Denise. The figure was tall, wearing rugged armor, golden hair scattered behind him like gold, lips burning like flames, and a charming expression in the eyes from time to time.

　　 One thigh was raised and leaned on the other leg, sitting awkwardly on the seat, looking lazy. He doesn't eat anything, just holding a glass of ale and looking at the people around him meaningfully.

　　 Unlike Cole, Denise did not look at other people's purses, but looked at everyone's face and figure. Occasionally nodded his head, sipped his mouth to express appreciation, and occasionally shook his head, revealing a disgusted expression unabashedly. The people around her were a little irritated by what she saw, but after seeing how the mercenaries were not easy to provoke, they finally did not come up with a theory, but just bowed their heads and pretended to see nothing, which caused Denise to laugh again.

　　 "Hehe, a coward."

　　 As the captain, Mura frowned and could not help reminding: "Denise, don't go too far, don't cause trouble."

"Get up, Uncle Mugla." Denise looked up at Mugla with her lips curled up and said, "I know how to do it. I know who should provoke and who shouldn't provoke. I will never give a servant. If the team is troublesome, rest assured."

　　Mook exhaled without shaking, shook his head and lowered his head to continue eating, a look that he didn't want to say more.

　　 Denise turned to look at Cole and asked with a smile: "Cole, do you think I am right?"

"Huh? Huh, yeah, of course yeah." Cole said aloud, with a bit perfunctory in his tone. His gaze was more on the wallets of the people around him. After a moment, he glanced down disappointedly and whispered. , "A group of poor ghosts."

　　 Denise looked at the bear-like Zac again and asked aloud, "Zac, do you think I am right?"

　　 "I... Goum!" Zac swallowed the food in his mouth and looked straight at Denise. "Yes... of course yes, you are right, Denise!"

　　 "Giggle." Denise laughed. This laughter sounded like a silver bell in Zac’s ears, especially when I heard the last sentence, I felt that the entire spine was numb, and there was a feeling of passing electricity, "Fool."

　　 Zac's body was shocked, his face rubbing suddenly red, staring blankly at Denise for a long time without speaking. After a long time, it seemed that he had great courage and shouted, "I...I'm not a fool, I...I just like you."

"Giggle." Denise laughed again and tapped Zac with her hand. She looked very happy, but she didn't care about it at all. "Fool~www.novelmtl.com~ Don't be stupid. You like me What's the use, don't you expect me to marry you?"

"I……"

"Do you have money? Do you have an identity? Is there a large inheritance to be inherited?" Denise still asked with a smile, but the seriousness in her eyes made Zack feel stabbed and muttered. Can't say anything.

"Zac, be realistic. I won't marry you." Denise said, "You can't let me marry you, give you laundry and cooking, and give birth to children, and then like a peasant woman End this life tragically?"

"I……"

"I want to marry a nobleman." Denise said, as if to Zach, and to herself. It was very firm. "I must marry a nobleman, even a little nobleman." , But I must never marry a civilian. Anyway, I have lived enough civilian life. I can’t eat enough and sleep well. It’s really bad..."

　　Dannis's words were not finished yet, the door of the hotel was suddenly pushed open, and the wind outside the door rushed in with snow, making everyone in the hotel lobby an excited person, frowning at the people coming in. Denise also stopped and looked at it, and then saw a young man coming in, looking like she was dressed like a noble, followed by... a little maid?

　　 Well, it should be a little maid.

　　 Denise looked at it for a while, and decided.

　　Because the noble boy actually asked the little girl behind him to carry the suitcase instead of himself, although the suitcase did not look very heavy.

　　 But the combination of a nobleman and a little maid is too weird in this oak town, right? Are the aristocratic teenagers so bold now that they don't go out with guards? Not afraid of falling into the eyes of a caring person, something unpleasant happening?

　　 Denise frowned.

　　……