The Wizard's Infinite Journey

Chapter 19 Miss Mitty
Walking out of the Silver Knight's seat, Yamu had a smile on his face, feeling that he had gained a lot.

This gathering is also an opportunity for him.

In normal times, he didn't have the opportunity to meet so many knight apprentices, and even real knights like the Silver Knight.

His purpose is also very simple, just to invite these people to do a favor, to help suppress the wraiths when the time comes.

Yamu already knew about the situation in the dense forest before, and it was difficult to completely clean it up with his current ability.

But it doesn't matter.

If he can't clean it himself, it doesn't mean that others can't either.

In addition to personal ability, there is another kind of ability called money ability in this world.

As it happens, Yamu has a special talent in this regard.

Many people were quite interested in his proposal.

Most people have a certain interest in the existence of wraiths.

In this world, legends about wraiths have always existed, but few people have seen them.

For these knight apprentices, this time is a good opportunity.

With this kind of novelty attracting them in front, coupled with appropriate rewards, they naturally don't mind making a move.

After walking around, the smile on Yamu's face became brighter.

"It seems that your harvest is good."

Mitty came to Yamu, looking at Yamu with a bright smile on his face, he was a little curious: "You seem to be very obsessed with those resentful spirits."

"There are some."

Yamu nodded and admitted this frankly: "There are what I need in there, but there are too many resentful spirits, so this is the only way to go."

At this moment, relevant news has spread.

No way, there are so many people present.

Following Yamu's invitation in the past, some people will take the initiative to speak out and use this matter as their own talk.

Yamu had already been mentally prepared for this.

It's nothing anyway.

His purpose is not afraid of others knowing.

Yamu has already tried it.

That kind of green stone is an important resource for him to activate the root, but it is completely different for others.

He had put the green stone in front of Earl Reagan and others before, but it did not cause any reaction.

For the green stone, Earl Reagan even knew it, calling it the gem of the ghost.

This shows that green stones have appeared in this world long ago, and as a byproduct of the appearance of wraiths, it is not too unusual.

It's just that in the past, no one has been able to find out how to use this thing.

Greenstone is useless to others.

After confirming this point, the other Yamu doesn't matter.

It's okay to expose your purpose openly and aboveboard.

Anyway, judging by the ingenuity of the people around me, I believe I will automatically make up for it.

Mitty was like this at the moment.

She looked at Yamu, who had a normal face in front of her, who looked like nothing had happened, and secretly guessed in her heart.

According to her guess, Yamu's action this time may be at the behest of Earl Reagan.

The reason is also very normal.

Ximu Village is the territory of Earl Reagan, and there are ghosts there, which is of course a hidden danger for Earl Reagan.

In the past history, although there were not many riots caused by vengeful spirits, there were several times when they truly caused terror.

Perhaps it was because of this that Earl Reagan made up his mind to clear away the grievances from that place.

Is Amur just a concrete actor?
She secretly guessed in her heart, but she didn't ask directly.

Yamu has always maintained his own personality, and didn't say much about this matter.

"Speaking of which, why are you free to come to me now?"

Yamu smiled: "Don't you need to entertain other people?"

"Not now."

Mitty rolled her eyes and pointed to the distance: "Look over there, now that the Lord is here, what else do you need me to do here?"

Looking in the direction she pointed, in the distance, Solona's figure emerged, surrounded by a large group of people, walking there.

Serona herself was still the same as before, her face was cold, and there seemed to be some impatience between her brows.

Dahl was standing in the crowd, at the moment he was standing closest to Serona herself.

While Yamu was a little surprised by this, he couldn't help but feel relieved.

It seems that the strategy I wrote all night before is finally effective.

He felt quite comforted in his heart, but a voice from the side came faintly: "Mr. Yamu also wants to go up and chat with Sister Solona?"

Mitty looked at Yamu quietly and said, "If necessary, I can get you a seat in the front."

That's what he said, but the resentment in his tone was clearly audible.

"That's not necessary."

Yamu couldn't help smiling: "Miss Solona is beautiful, but she is too noble. There is no one like me who can get close."

"Besides, the moon high in the distance is good, but I think the rose flowers in front of me are equally beautiful, not inferior to the stars."

After finishing speaking, he bowed slightly and said seriously: "Beautiful Miss Mitty, I don't know if I have the honor to invite you to dance with me?"

The cryptic compliment fell as if he didn't want money, and Mitty's face couldn't help but turn rosy.

She looked up subconsciously, looking at Yamu in front of her.

Under the candlelight, Yamu in front of her is handsome and tall, with a smile on her face at the moment, and her gentle eyes are watching her, like an affectionate knight looking at his beloved girl.

Before she could respond, a hand stretched out, took her hand quietly, and pulled her aside.

Mitty's mood suddenly became tense, subconsciously wanting to break free, but looking at the young knight in front of him, he was not willing to let go.

Sensing the movements of the girl on the side, Yamu smiled knowingly, pulled the girl aside, and danced a gorgeous dance like everyone else around.

In this regard, his skills are not bad. After all, he used to pull people to skip a lot when he was bored, but now he puts it into it and immediately found the state.

What surprised him was that, compared to him, Mitty's movements were much less familiar, and his body was also very stiff.

This made him a little puzzled: "You didn't dance with anyone?"

"You feel"

Mitty was a little nervous, looked at Yamu in front of him and lowered his head: "In my capacity, will someone ask me to dance on stage?"

What was revealed in the ordinary words was the tragic fact of being an illegitimate daughter.

The identity of an illegitimate daughter is shameful. For the sake of the Marquis of Tuentans, those nobles will not discriminate against him openly, but they will never have any public dealings with her.

Because it is easy to let yourself be rejected by others by doing so.

"That's not right."

There was a smile on Yamu's face, and his body moved forward slightly.

Accompanied by the music, his body was close to the girl, as if even his breath was very close.

At this distance, the two people can clearly hear each other's breathing
The girl's body began to tense, her face was extraordinarily rosy under the light, her heart was beating, being affected by the breath of the man in front of her.

"In the days to come, I'd be happy to be your teacher in this area, and go out and go to various occasions with you."

The gentle words fell, and it seemed to have a different charm at this moment, which touched the heartstrings.

Miss Mitty stood there dumbfounded, with a surge of heat in her eyes, she almost cried.

"You are not afraid."

"Nature is not afraid"

Yamu's face leaned forward, unknowingly getting very close: "Walking with beautiful flowers, this experience itself is enough."

"As for everything else that comes."

"It was my pleasure."

As soon as these words came out, the girl in front of her was completely motionless, her body almost went limp, and she collapsed into Ya Mu's arms.

After a while, the surrounding music changes.

Miss Mitty woke up suddenly, struggled to get up quickly, her face flushed: "I should go."

"Mr. Yamu, you."

She broke away from Yamu's arms, just took two steps, and then hesitated: "Do you have time recently?"

"I will leave with Lord Reagan in half a month."

Yamu smiled: "Before then, I think I have enough time."

"Then the day after tomorrow, no, are you free tomorrow to attend my private banquet?"

"of course."

Yamu nodded, with the same smile on his face: "Then."

Before he could finish his sentence, the girl in front of him quickly ran away like a frightened rabbit.

Standing in place, Yamu felt a little helpless about this scene, and then smiled.

From the looks of it, the girl should be fine this time.

The process of courting Miss Mitty was smoother than Mu had imagined.

Of course, he doesn't really have any special purpose, it's just that after staying alone for a long time, he always wants to find a suitable partner.

After all, he is only 16 years old now, and his body is still in puberty, so it is normal to have such thoughts.

Compared to other people, Miss Mitty's conditions are good, and as an illegitimate daughter, she doesn't have those messy things behind her, so it is naturally much more convenient.

If you date a decent noble lady, then Yamu probably won't be long before the other family will come to your door and ask Yamu to come and get engaged.

That's it.

Miss Mitty's identity is just right.

After the girl left, Yamu returned to his previous seat, looking at the direction where Dar was in the distance from time to time.

Things are going well with him here, but I don't know what's going on with Dahl.

That Miss Solona doesn't look like she can be taken down easily.

Yamu thought in his heart.

Time passed little by little.

After a while, the banquet in front of me finally came to a countdown.

"It's been a pleasant time with you all. As for now, please go back first."

In the hall, Miss Solona's voice resounded in situ: "If necessary, you are welcome to come here next time as guests."

You don't look like you welcome us.

Listening to Sorona's words, the people present silently complained in their hearts.

From just now to now, basically they have been talking all the time, and Miss Solona has hardly seen a few words during the whole process.

That kind of attitude can be described as indifference, how could it be welcome?

(End of this chapter)