Alien world

Chapter 25 25. Misunderstanding
Annan's life returned to a peaceful routine.

Tasia's condition stagnated before it was irretrievable, and the income of five to six silver coins per week also allowed Annan to absorb knowledge with peace of mind, no longer worrying about money, and no longer having to sacrifice appearance——

"It's useless for you to say that, don't even try to take off this dress."

Without even thinking about it, Fast rejected Annan's request to take off his drama costume.

Although the enthusiasm and cheers of the women made Fast feel noisy, but Annan's daily restraint and embarrassment allowed him to persevere-never underestimate the tenacity of soldiers.

And never underestimate a cheapskate.

Annan couldn't object, after all, he still owed Soluman Bronzebeard 50 silver coins.It's just that when a woman who is about the same size as Aunt Susan took the wine glass, she felt a little regretful when she touched her arm.

For example, the bad foreman should continue to be exploited, and Soluman Bronzebeard should be owed 70 silver coins instead of paying her 20 silver coins first.

The status of a mage apprentice can be exchanged for many conveniences and status.Although Annan had to worry about the inflated money at that time, at least he didn't have to sell his appearance for dozens of silver coins.

In the underground wine cellar, Soluman Bronzebeard knocked Tasia's shackles away with her hammer.The dwarves couldn't do fine work other than forging and brewing, so Annan helped Tasia clean and bandage.

Fast threw the medicine box, which contained some bandages, hemostatic and anti-inflammatory agents.

Cleaning the rotten wound, Tasia didn't make any sound due to the endurance of the tauren, and her recovery power allowed her to recover in a few days.

"Tasia has tauren blood, so can she become a warlock?"

Annan's rough understanding of warlocks is: blood warlocks are the power of one race to possess the blood of another race.But he asked the wrong person, and no one present could answer.

They then talked about Tasia's whereabouts, and Soluman Bronzebeard suggested that she stay in the tavern, and that he needed help in his wine cellar.

Tasia hadn't made up her mind yet, and Annan temporarily agreed on her behalf.Tasia needed time to rest, and time to get used to taking control of her life.

dong dong dong-

At this time, the cellar door of the wine cellar opened, and Martin's voice came from above:
"Cousin! I'm too busy!"

"I'm coming here!"

In response, Annan asked Tasia to return to the top.

The hustle and bustle rushed head-on, and Annan's return caused the women to scream.

Tonight's bard was a little excited, and even grabbed the lute and played and sang for "Breaking the Sky":
"Sean crossed Utan City and came to the Warcraft Mountains. Crossed the Warcraft Mountains and came to Roland College—"

The melody is simple and cheerful, setting off the excitement flowing in the tavern.

Annan didn't know what the bard was happy about, but it was Mr. Fast who came up to explain:

"He made the cut."

What Annan read from the book was that bards as auxiliary professions cannot learn combat skills and spells like combat professions. They believe in their own gods like priests. They grow up by singing stories and can perform tricks and magic tricks. Techniques are usually based on inspiration and additional strength.

"He can use magic now?"

"Just tricks."

So Annan pestered the bard to ask him to perform a trick, but was rejected on the grounds that "I haven't learned how to cast a spell yet".

Late at night, the tavern closed.

Annan didn't leave immediately, but first went to the wine cellar to visit Tasia.

Only a few hours have passed, of course nothing can be seen.Tasia is helping Soluman Bronzebeard carry the wine barrel.

"You have the blood of the tauren, so you must be as tough as the tauren."

Soluman Bronzebeard followed Tasia who was carrying the wine barrel like an instructor, and greeted Annan for the first time.

This has never been the case before.

When the female dwarf wanted to say something, Fast came down from the steps: "Aren't you going back?"

"I'm going to see Tasia."

Annan checked her wound and said goodbye to them if it didn't get any worse, and went home with Martin.

"Why didn't you tell him?" Soluman Bronzebeard interrupted himself puzzled, "I'm sure he's not those pedantic nobles."

"What's the use of telling him? Letting a boy of unknown origin join an organization that vanishes into thin air?"

Fast stood on the edge of the halo of the oil light, unable to see his face clearly, "I know you saw a good child, but it's all over... Our faith has long since ceased to exist."

Soluman Bronzebeard muttered unwillingly: "Maybe he guessed it."

……

In the early morning of the next day, Martin's 10 copper coin bonus and Annan's 10 copper coin salary were exchanged for a hearty breakfast.Annan came to the library with freshly baked soft bread.

Not long after, the old man with never wrinkled clothes appeared on the street on time with a cane.

"solved?"

"solved."

Annan took the key and opened the door, only to find that Mr. Victor was staring at the fragrant bread bag.

"Mr. Victor, would you like some food?"

What answered him was Victor's passing figure.

Annan put the bread on the table indifferently, and opened the window first to ventilate and clean up.

Few people came to the library during this time in the morning. Annan took advantage of the gap to finish his breakfast, wiped it with a handkerchief after cleaning, and checked that there was no trace of grease before picking up "Mage to the Left and Warlock to the Right" and turned to the page with the bookmark .

bang bang dong——

Annan raised his head and saw Mr. Victor knocking on the bookshelf with a cane,

"Have you washed it?"

"It's clean." Annan raised his palm and said.

Then Victor pointed his cane at the scattered dust in the sun.

"You didn't clean up the dust."

"Uh……"

The curmudgeonly old man was a little more unreasonable than usual today.Annan tentatively said, "I'll ask Aunt Susan to make more bread tomorrow...?"

After that, Mr. Victor didn't come to "trouble" him again.

Annan, who comforted the old man, continued to have no burden for another day.

"You seem to be in a good mood."

Little Winchet also came over today.

"Yes." Annan was eager to share his joy with others: "I helped a person in need."

That gentle and warm smile stunned Little Winchet, and he began to examine whether he had too much prejudice against Annan.

She's a man of action—shown by her unsuccessful job as an administrator but her daily visits to the library.So this afternoon, after the library closed, little Winchet came to the tavern in a carriage.

The hustle and bustle and the smell of alcohol in the tavern made her feel a little uncomfortable, but it was Annan, who was dressed fancy and skillfully greeted the women, who made her frown deeply.

"Little Winchet?" Annan was a little surprised when he saw the girl at the door, "Why are you here?"

The girl stared deeply at Annan, and reiterated her warning at the tavern that day: "Aunt Margery was deceived by you, but I will not... I will never allow Aunt Margery to lead you into the Winchet family."

squeak--

The lute stopped abruptly with a harsh noise.

Dang-

The empty wine glass, which the elite fighter could not hold, fell to the floor.

(End of this chapter)