Chapter 512 Magic Heir 6
She really should feel guilty for popping all the blisters on her feet like balloons without even thinking about it.
As a result, she now has to use spells to relieve the pain even when she walks. Thinking of this, my feet feel so painful. It seems that the spell has failed.
It hurt so much that Xining took off his shoes and put his bare feet on the chair opposite. Oh~, much more comfortable.
Brad…
Poor feet, Xining not only basked them in the sun like this, but also fanned them with his hands from time to time to dry the wounds faster after being stuffy for a long time.
Brad…
This young lady from a magical family is really informal. There was a sour smell in the small, enclosed carriage. Although it was not as strong as the smell of men's feet, I couldn't tell whether it was the smell of feet or the smell of a temporary hire.
Xining was just like this, with his feet propped up beside Brad.
We have arrived at a small town, much larger than the previous town. There are gates and guards guarding them.
Originally, everyone entering and exiting had to pay a copper coin entry fee, but magicians did not.
As soon as the car door opened, two men and women wearing magician robes and cloaks sat face to face. The woman took off her shoes and put her feet next to the man... When the guard saw it, he seemed to understand something and smiled understandingly. , said excuse me, closed the door and let him go.
Xining...
My foot was injured. Didn't you see that the broken skin was red? How is it possible that such a foot hurts when touched... Come back to my sister, it's not like this...
The door closed, and the carriage slowly moved forward and entered the city gate.
Brad seemed to have thought about it, his face turned red, and he glanced at her secretly to see her reaction.
It made her even more depressed. What was this? Forget it, my sister is thick-skinned enough anyway.
Xining chose to ignore it and turned his head to look outside the car.
Brad found an inn and paid for a hired carriage.
When he was about to get off the car, Xining bent down and prepared to put on his shoes. It still hurt a little, so I used magic to remove the feeling from my feet, then got out of the car and entered the hotel.
The hotel here also has a lobby and restaurant on the first floor. It was almost evening, and many people were already sitting in the lobby, watching the song and dance performance on the middle stage.
The performance is a bit vulgar, but it's pretty good. It's not like those shows with red lights, which are hard to watch because they're eye-catching.
Xining found an empty table and sat down, and Brad sat opposite. The waiter came over and asked what I wanted to order. After all, the setting here is still in the medieval period, and there is no paper or pen to record. Paper and pen are very expensive, and most people can't write, so they all rely on memory.
Xining asked what was available here and asked the waiter to recommend two or three items.
The waiter reported what he wanted again, and after confirmation said: "Thirty-five copper coins, pay first, thank you!"
It was a little expensive, so Xining took out a silver coin.
"I'll do it!" Brad also went to take out his wallet.
"No, I'll pay this time!" Xining handed the silver coin to the waiter.
Unexpectedly, Brad stood up and said to the waiter: "I'll pay. Why should the lady pay for the meal?"
The waiter was startled by Brad's magician professional suit and took a step back.
"Then everyone pays for himself!" Xining said to the waiter: "We will calculate the money ourselves, and you go and do your work." The waiter nodded respectfully and left.
Brad sat down and handed her the silver coins he took out.
Xining said lightly: "No need."
"Absolutely!" Brad said seriously: "We agreed that everyone should pay their own dues."
"Well!" Xining said casually: "Then you calculate the carriage and accommodation costs, and settle them together."
Brad pursed his lips and became silent for a moment. Turn your head towards the stage and watch the performance.
In fact, Brad is quite cute, and all the men who are fighting to pay are cute. If it is normal time, give me a stack. But now Assi, if he has anything to do with Brad, he will die violently in the future! No matter how cute you are, your life is not as cute as your own.
Moreover, the information retrieved from the memory of the body owner shows that although Brad's family is also a magic family, he has no inheritance rights. Moreover, the family assets are divided among more than a dozen brothers and sisters, and each person gets very little, which is just enough to make ends meet. Sometimes they need to go out to work to supplement the family income.
Therefore, it is said that if you have fewer children, you will get richer and richer.
I couldn't believe that Brad was so willing to get closer without any purpose. For Brad, with such a family background, as a person who cannot inherit the family, the best way is to marry a capable wife.
The owner of the body is the heir to the magic family. By marrying her, doesn't it mean that he has the magic of a magic family? Even if you refuse to let him see it, one of his descendants will inherit it, which is not the same.
The food I ordered came quickly, a large bread and two bowls of beef, vegetable and tomato soup.
The quantity is large enough, compared to the small shops outside, these twenty-five copper coins are enough. But the environment here is better, there are no flies flying around, only the dancers on the stage are waving their goose feather fans. After all, the price is quite reasonable.
The waiter put the change on the tray and brought it over. This is all a routine. Some customers are too embarrassed to take it and will leave some change as a tip.
Xining recited a spell, and the waiter stared at the copper coins flying into the sky one by one, and flew into the money bag with a "dinging sound".
Well, not even a copper coin tip! The magician really can't afford to be hurt.
The waiter was about to leave in frustration when two copper coins were taken out and placed on the plate. I heard the female magician say: "Tip!"
Two copper coins, a little missing! Usually it’s five coins, but a tip is already pretty good. Be careful with a spell that makes him fly into the air like a copper coin, but you don't know where it will land. It might be on the table next to it, or it might be on the floor. Anyway, it shouldn't be in the money bag.
The waiter said sincerely: "Thank you!" He took the plate and left, not daring to show any contempt for the small tip.
Xining was eating, and Brad hesitated for a moment, then started to find a topic: "The soup here tastes pretty good."
"Yeah!" Xining responded. There were a few pieces of beef that were boiled to pieces, including cabbage, onions, and potatoes. The tomatoes were made into a sauce and poured into it. It was very fragrant.
Brad tore off a piece of bread from the big loaf and ate it with the soup: "The bread is not too hard."
The bread here is baked directly over charcoal fire, and the crust is very hard. If it's a big piece of bread, you can hit someone with it. If you hit it carefully, you can kill someone. This bread is cut from a large loaf weighing more than 20 pounds, so the crust is hard but the inside is quite soft.
"Yeah!" Xining responded again.
There was nothing to talk about today, and everything he said was "hmm", so Brad had to eat his food first.
Xining finished eating as quickly as possible and stood up: "I'll go up and sleep first, you can do whatever you want." The magic on his feet should be ineffective soon. Before you feel it, quickly wash and scrub and sleep on the bed, otherwise every step you take will be painful and you will feel like your tail has turned into a little mermaid behind your legs.
(End of chapter)