I, the retired legend, were forced to go ashore

Income mainly depends on rewards from customers.

And a magician, in the eyes of ordinary rural people, is often synonymous with wealth.

Heard they can turn stone into gold!

How can there be no money?

The doorman exhaled several times in a row to calm down his excitement, opened the umbrella on the porch that some guest had put here, broke into the spring rain, and strode up to meet it.

The target is the second car that follows.

The first one was clearly a freight forwarder—a line of business that definitely needs to be priced with discernment.

The purple magic whip dexterously pulled the reins, and before the car came to a complete stop, the doorman waited by the car door with an umbrella, allowing his whole body to be exposed to the umbrella.

He was ready to get drenched in the rain.

But the imaginary raindrops did not hit him.

The doorman raised his head in doubt, and found that the carriage was surrounded by an invisible shield, and all rainwater was isolated from it.

Definitely a great magician!

His heart began to jump for joy, and he put away the umbrella - there was no rain anyway.

The door was opened, and a white-haired girl jumped out first. She didn't even look at the doorman next to her, but relaxed her spine while looking at the tavern in front of her.

Seems to be reviewing it.

Then came an extremely delicate and beautiful elf, with a faint purple in her pupils, which made the doorman understand that this was the magician driving the horses.

"My dear lady, hello, welcome to the Yinxun Tavern."

The doorman spoke loudly of the welcome speech he had prepared in advance, and at the end he did not forget to continue to sell: "This is the tavern with the best environment within ten miles. We have dry bread, barley wine, hot water, warm beds, and, and... ..."

He glanced at the muddy water splashed on the upper of the shoe when the white-haired woman jumped out of the car at the beginning, and hurriedly added: "And the shoe shine service. Please pay attention to your feet, ma'am."

Ada waved her hands casually, and walked into the tavern first with a grunt—she was hungry.

Deep Shadow turned around and took the two children, Triss and Little Wicker, from the car, and gently put them on the ground, then greeted the doorman and followed Ada.

The doorman noticed that the red-haired girl was holding a white cat.

That must be the flying cat next to the magician in the magic story, right?

He thought happily, not daring to look directly at Triss's extremely beautiful face.

Wait, didn't they tip?

The doorman suddenly thought of this matter, and suddenly lost his mood.

But fortunately, afterward, another mature woman got off the carriage.

O'Meril grabbed a few coins and put them in the doorman's hand, pointing to the car behind him: "Help me drive the car to the yard, the horses need to be fed with hay, thank you for your hard work."

After speaking, she wiped the rainwater from her face.

Tipping civilian service personnel is the basic virtue of nobility.

The doorman who got the reward immediately became happy, nodded and bowed in response repeatedly, and noticed that there was rain falling on the woman.

Like a conditioned reflex, he quickly opened the umbrella and actively covered it.

It was only later that I realized... How could there be rain falling here?

The doorman looked up suspiciously, and found that both the carriage and himself were still under the invisible magic protection.

Only this woman, it was as if the shield above had a hole, and the rain was pouring down from it.

And the quantity is very large.

Along with the movement of the woman, the hole in the shield also moved accordingly.

"Humph."

O'Meril dismissed this little trick of his rival, and walked into the tavern with the most standard steps, like a noble queen, with his chest raised.

Then the shield disappeared, and the rain fell.

The doorman shuddered, and hurriedly grabbed the reins of the horses and drove the vehicles again.

"Wow ah ah ah ah -------" A panic sound came from the top of the head: "What's wrong!"

The rain stopped and continued, finally waking up everyone's No. [-] pet, Lightward Wing.

Long Niang jumped out of the car in a panic, and after running the most basic magic power for a while, she dried the clothes all over her body.

Then he twitched his nose, following the scent of the prey named Ida, he rushed directly into the tavern.

Chapter 430. Leave Your Mark

"Really, you have such a skill of driving cars through the air, and you still send me to the front, you dead elf is getting more and more deceitful!"

In the warm tavern, O'Meril knocked on the table, filled with righteous indignation and questioned Deep Shadow.

Shen Ying glanced at his mouth, and couldn't help raising the corner of his mouth, dismissing it with a little pride: "This is a waste of magic power, what if something unexpected happens, you know, I'm the one of us. The only thing inside that can cast magic."

Wings of Light is also on the sidelines, holding his cheeks in anger: "No, no, no, hate it! You guys, you mortals, just threw me on the roof of the car!"

O'Meril continued to question: "And the rain just now, your little trick is so childish that it makes people laugh out loud."

"Heh, anyway, you have big breasts, so you can lift them up to block them." Deep Shadow focused his firepower on the parts he was most concerned about all the time.

'Boom-boom--'

Wings of Tendency Light knocked on the table: "I'm talking, why is there no response?"

Xiaobai nibbled a small piece of his dinner magic spar and pushed it in front of Long Niang, intending to comfort himself as a junior.

Ada focused on grabbing omelettes off her daughter's plate.

When she stuffed the egg yolk that didn't belong to her into her mouth with a fork, she laughed triumphantly when she saw Triss' sad and helpless eyes.

Xiao Liutiao sensiblely puts her simplicity on Ada's plate.

Then he was sent back by Ada.

She doesn't want other people's charity!

If it's not a stolen item, how can it taste delicious?

So when Little Wicker was about to eat the fried egg, Ada forked the egg yolk away with lightning speed and stuffed it into her mouth.

Fragrant!

Deep Shadow and O'Meril have already reached the point of competition for thin waists.

In this link, Omeril should have been completely defeated.But she evened the score based on the theory of chest-to-abdomen ratio, and there was even a tendency to push back.

"If no one pays attention to me again, I will get angry!" Wings of Trending Light pouted and waited for a response.

Then he used his fingers to twist the crumbs of the magic crystal that Xiaobai had donated, and threw it into his mouth, chewed it carefully, and made a 'cracking, booming' sound.

"Forget it, this is the end of the matter, let's eat first." Long Niang's appetite was aroused, she raised her hand and shouted: "Boss, bring me five hundred fried eggs!"

She could see that Ada liked egg yolks.

When the time comes, I will give up the egg yolk to Ada, and I will definitely win her heart.

However, Fangxin hasn't won yet, but she got the response she always wanted.

Ada immediately stood up, forcibly pressed down Long Niang's raised hand, and then waved to the boss: "She was just talking nonsense, don't take it seriously."

As he spoke, he circled around his temple with his index finger, indicating that this person had a brain problem.

"I can eat them all!" Wings of Light Tendency felt that he was underestimated, eager to prove himself.

Seeing that Long Niang committed another crime, Deep Shadow and Omeril also ended their dispute, and they comforted Long Niang together: "Yes, yes, you can eat, but before we left, didn't we agree that you have to eat every ten days?" Is it?"

"I regret it!"

Wings of Light is acting arrogantly.

Then he was beaten with a chestnut.

The irritable deep shadow pointed at the guest room area on the second floor of the tavern, and said majesticly, "Go to sleep immediately!"

"Okay... sleep and sleep..." Long Niang muttered and stood up. Anyway, the dream of bathing in holy water was not over yet, but she still did not forget to fight for her rights: "I want to sleep with Ada."

Of course, this time, as always, no one paid her any attention.

Ada's family has opened three rooms here for temporary rest.

Such a team composed of all kinds of beauties really attracted the attention of a lot of people in the tavern.

But the adventurer costumes on them told these people that they were not easy to mess with.

And there is an elf with long ears in it.

In the eyes of this group of rural farmers, this is an absolute fighting race, one that must not be messed with.

Especially after the doorman secretly told some of the guests that the elf was a powerful magician, a small number of them didn't even want to go to the carriage that seemed to be carrying valuables to find out.

Even when the girls were arguing with each other just now, these people kept their voices restrained in a low voice, not returning to the original noisy scene.

As for the others, and that handsome white-haired girl?They have no other ideas.

In this small village with no news, they have never even heard of white lightning, let alone have suspicions about Ada's identity.

Shen Ying wrapped the last piece of meat with vegetable leaves, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed carefully, then wiped the corners of his mouth with a towel, and stood up.

Looking at the group of farmers who had been shocked by him, he nodded with satisfaction.

Then he wrapped the tableware that everyone had eaten with magic energy, picked them up out of thin air, and stacked them neatly on the counter, demonstrating the exquisite magic control.

Then another hand was aimed at the carriage parked in the courtyard outside the window, and a burst of purple magic energy condensed on it out of thin air, fully attracting the attention of all the guests.

Only then did he announce loudly: "I have put a magic ban on the car, whoever dares to bump into it, bang—don't blame me for not warning in advance, huh!"

Saying that, he held his friend's hand and walked to the second floor.

She did this just to dispel the coveting of this group of people as much as possible.

When going upstairs, she whispered in her friend's ear: "Tonight we...hehe, I won't open the soundproof shield?"

She's going to play something exciting.

Ada's waist and knees were sore and limp when she heard this, and she wanted to refuse and welcome: "You are not, this is outside..."

"Have you forgotten, I swore to leave your mark on every bed we slept in."

431. Cutting Board

The sun is shining brightly, the weather is clear, and there are still some hard lumps in the muddy land, exuding the fragrance of earth.

Ferragos appeared at the end of the road with a tired face. When he saw the tavern, he lifted his spirits and walked into the courtyard of the tavern amidst resentment, grievance and determination.

"Welcome, sir, are you here? It seems that you have driven for a long time, and you must be exhausted now. You should take a hot bath to relax."

The doorman's face was flushed, and he greeted him with a belch. His tongue was a little swollen, but he still expressed his meaning completely: "It just so happens that our place is the best tavern within a radius of ten miles. It can boil hot water. Maybe I should give you another Looking for a bath girl?"

"Need not."

Ferragos frowned secretly, and took a step back when he was drunk: "God said that young people should withstand temptation to hone their minds. You are not allowed to drink alcohol at your age."

"Oh, sir, come on." The doorman waved his hand: "Who doesn't drink when you work in a tavern?"

As he spoke, he took another gulp of spirits in front of his face.

Although he was still grinning hotly, he already liked the feeling of the knife's entrance being scattered.

Ferragos still wanted to exhort him, but he looked at the unclear ruts trampled by the crowd on the ground, sighed, and decided to get down to business first: "My child, let me ask you, has there been a white rut in the past few days?" The girl with the hair is passing here, and she has two carriages."

"White hair? Yes! She was here the day before yesterday!"

The doorman cheered up: "She is the attendant of the elf magician, right? That magician also brought a very strange magic cat, that cat spent half the night barking in the magician's room! But the second When I went to ask the little red-haired girl who was with them the other day, she told me that it was not a cat, but a weasel... and it couldn't make a cat noise... It's strange, maybe there is something wrong with my ears ?”

"cat meow?"

Ferragos shook his head, thinking that this should not be his concern.

What he wanted to track was White Lightning, not something that had nothing to do with her: "Then tell me, did they say where they were going?"

"That's not true," the doorman shook his head: "But the next day they bought a lot of supplies, which is enough for one person for ten days. Maybe they are going on a long trip?"