Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva

The wind in the mountains shuttles through the forest, and the sun shines through the clouds. Even in this abandoned and abandoned world, there is still some tranquility.

After entering the bar, Tilan turned her eyes, her light blue eyes slightly like those of a young bird, curiously looking at this new and different environment. Her beautiful blue hair was covered by her simple coat and hood. Even the face is hidden under the gauze scarf.

The scene he saw had many similarities with his imagination, such as the beer glass full of bubbles, the hot baked potatoes and bread, the slightly sour and salty smell, the hanging kielbasa, and the swaying flame in the fireplace. , the remaining dust on the ground and the oil stains on the wooden table.

For her, who is used to a modern and tidy society, this environment has another sense of reality.

However, there are not many magicians, adventurers, young and energetic guys, and bards playing music as imagined in the stories. There are more guests who smell of sweat and eat and drink with their collars open.

"What are you going to eat, Heshia?" asked the companion on the side.

"The most famous black pork here." The girl answered immediately.

"Then four black pork steaks, two toasts, a jug of beer, and some vegetables." Guy said today's meal plan.

"Okay, guys, please wait a moment." The clerk took note and responded.

Sitting next to Tilan, Oles felt a little awkward. Tilan noticed her little mood and asked.

"What's wrong."

"Dirty, stinky." Oresi said her thoughts bluntly. Fortunately, her voice was not loud and the surroundings were relatively noisy. Only a few people at the same table could hear her.

"That's all we can do now." Tilan held the back of her hand and whispered comfort in Olesi's ear.

For the elves, especially the ice elves who are famous for their mysophobia, this environment is indeed very different from Olesi's previous life. However, what surprises Tilan is that she only showed it today. She was very different in the grassland settlement before. Habit.

Perhaps in her subconscious mind, the trees and rocks in the wild are part of nature and cannot be considered dirty, but the environment full of oil and sweat odor was unbearable for the ice elf lady.

"Ugh..." Olesi pouted, and with Tilan's comfort, she slowly settled down.

Seeing her reluctance, Tilan wanted to laugh. After losing her memory, Olesi was less arrogant and more coquettish than before.

A few people listened to the people around them eating and chatting. After a while, the four black pig barbecues they ordered were also served.

The pork is alternately fat and lean, and is sizzling with hot oil on the plate. It is dotted with a few parsley leaves on the side, which is very tempting.

It's rare to find a good piece of meat. After the four of them have been vegetarian for nearly a month, this is the second meat meal, and it is more delicious than the lamb chops of the previous few days.

Take a small bite of the hot steak. Since you don't have a knife, you can only tear it open with your teeth, but the process is easy because the meat is exceptionally cooked.

After eating it, the sauce smeared on the steak and the salt sprinkled on it are mixed with the chewing of the meat fiber. Under the action of heat, it has an amazing taste.

In almost no time, the palm-sized steak was completely wiped out, and then the toast was slowly eaten.

Orlais on the side ate more slowly. She seemed to be both happy and a little disgusted with the steak, and her brows relaxed after eating.

After finishing this rare luxury lunch, the four of them walked out of the bar, and the air outside was particularly fresh.

"This meal is 62 steel seals, and it almost consumes all the food I prepared before." Guy sighed.

"So expensive?" Fran was surprised.

"Of course, do you think that meat is cheap, especially food with very little contamination?"

"Let's go, it's time to get down to business now. Let's take advantage of noon. In the afternoon, I will sell the fur coats that I brought to the market, and then buy some necessary things."

"As for you..." Guy looked at Fran and Hesia.

"I saw the location of the ruins you drew for us before, Fran. I originally wanted to verify it before letting you go, but after getting along with each other for a while, I don't care whether the reward information is true or false. You can go wherever you want later. OK."

"Miss Hesia and Miss Olesi, you said you were coming to the big city before, but now you have arrived. What you plan to do next depends on your own ideas. If you feel that there is no good place to go for the time being, you can return to the settlement with me tomorrow. I Boss Moose and Sula welcome you."

"If Miss Heshia wants to live temporarily in Stone Forest Castle, she will need a lot of stamps, which is money. There are about 3,000 people living here permanently. Most of them work for the Gray Feathered Species, and a small number of them are the Gray Feathered Species themselves. , and there are one to two thousand floating people, that is, people who have not obtained permanent residence permits.”

"If you don't have a permit, you can only spend the night in a hotel. These hotels are run by Gray Feather species behind the scenes. They cost at least 15 steel seals every night. The better rooms are all over 20 steel seals. If you don't have money, you have to stay before nightfall. Leave Shilin Mountain Fort, or you will be caught and punished by the patrol guards."

"The city has been recruiting capable craftsmen and experienced doctors. Miss Heshia meets these two requirements. If you want to stay permanently, you can apply at the meeting hall. The gray-feathered species is still kind to those who are capable. ”

"Guy, okay!" Fran gave a thumbs up, praising Guy's style of anticipating what they needed urgently in advance and explaining everything.

"I estimate that I will stay here for a few days. As for the money issue, I still know a lot of skills. Not to mention permanent residence, staying for a few days is not a big problem." Fran thought for a while.

"How is the public security here?" The girl thought that if she lived here for a long time, she would be very tired if the public security was too bad.

"Don't worry about the public security. This place is the only one with real public security in this area of ​​hundreds of miles." Guy raised his finger.

"It is relying on the order here that the Gray Feathers can maintain their upper-class status in this land."

"Then I guess I will have to stay for a while. I heard that there is a library here. If I want to return to my hometown, I must at least determine where I am."

"Yes, the library is also a place we must go during our travels." Fran remembered something.

After that, the four of them separated. Fran was going to find some simple jobs to earn money to stay temporarily, while Heshia took Orles to the meeting hall in the center of the Stone Forest Castle.

More than ten minutes later, Heshia stopped in the square. In front of the church-like hall building in front of her, there were two guards standing, and there seemed to be members resting in the gatehouse.

When the girl came forward and was about to say hello, the two guards were alert and put down their spears.

"What are you doing here?" Although judging from their figures, the two should be girls, but they both covered most of their faces, which was indeed a bit suspicious.

"I'm here to apply for permanent residency." Tilan observed the two guards for a while. Their strength was about Sequence 2. Their extraordinary core structure was simple, but their physique was quite special, much stronger than native humans.

"You? What can you do?" The two were skeptical.

"I'm good at cutting clothes." After thinking about it, she still said tailoring ability rather than healing ability. After all, being a doctor would take up a lot of time, and she didn't want to be involved in too complicated interpersonal relationships.

"What's the big deal." The two showed contempt. It's just sewing clothes, which can be found everywhere.

"I do it better."

"Go back. We don't lack tailors here. If you say it again, it will be offensive."

"Okay." Don't rush to apply for qualifications. Tilan thought about it and decided to go to the market.

In the afternoon, she and Orles walked through the market. There were many vendors selling things, from common food such as flour, potatoes, and fruits to rare guns and steam engines.

"Flan is over there." Tilan saw a figure in the distance helping someone debug the steam engine. It was her companion who had just parted ways.

She looked for a while, but did not squeeze in with the curious onlookers. Instead, she prepared to see how Guy's coat was selling.

Passing through the crowd and coming to the area selling clothing fabrics, Tilan saw 6-7 vendors here, each hanging a lot of sewn clothes and bedding.

"See, this is a masterpiece of a master..." Guy stood on a box, holding a coat sewn by Tilan in each hand, promoting it to everyone, and his words were exactly the same as when he was in the Red Pomegranate Settlement.

"It looks really well-made."

"The stitches are very delicate and neat."

"The clothes are very symmetrical, not crooked or uneven." Several experts commented.

"Excellent workmanship and good quality, but unfortunately the material is too ordinary. This kind of fur is of low grade and cannot be sold at a high price."

"Indeed, ordinary people can buy this, but the gray feathers in the castle will definitely not wear it."

"I'll give 120 steel stamps." Someone offered.

"This price is quite high."

"150 stamps." Someone else bid, and the price increase was not so wide.

Finally, Guy sold four pieces at a price of about 160 stamps. Others wanted to buy but were reluctant to spend money. Guy did not lower the price rashly, but asked everyone to come back tomorrow.

After collecting the things, Guy saw Tilan coming and handed her 200 stamps, which was her dividend, after all, the clothes were made by her.

"We deducted part of the money for food and drink on the way." After all, he had paid for the meals before.

"It's okay." Tilan didn't care about the money, but was just curious about how Guy could sell it so quickly.

Then she told about her experience of being cold in the meeting hall.

"Ha, it's normal that those guys don't know people, but if you want to apply, it's better to find a gray feather species guarantor. I happen to know one and can tell you about it."

"Come with me." Guy waved his hand, and then took Tilan and Ores to the rich area in the mountain castle.

When he came to the entrance of the corridor of the rich area, he took out part of the steel stamp and handed it to one of the guards, asking him to help pass the message.

About half an hour later, a middle-aged man wearing a hat and decent clothes came out. He saw Guy and walked slowly over.

"Guy, you are still alive. You came to me this time. Are you going to help me?" He used to be Guy's employer. The two knew each other. Guy had left a good impression on him in the past, otherwise he would not have come out to meet.

"No, this time I came to recommend a friend to you. She plans to live here permanently." Guy made way.

"Recommender." The other party frowned. He didn't like this kind of guarantee for strangers for nothing.

At this time, Tilan thought about it and took off the hood and veil at the same time. The soft hair fell from her shoulders, looking a little messy. The face under the bangs was a little immature, but there was an exceptionally clear and quiet beauty. Even the other party who had seen many handsome races was stunned.

"Who is this?"

"This is Miss Heshia. She and her companions accidentally fell from the sky and got lost in the grassland. Now they are trying to find a way to go home and want to live in the mountain fort for a while." Guy introduced quickly.

"Miss Heshia, right?"

"Yes, who are you?" Tilan remembered the strict teachings of her previous etiquette teacher, and responded with a dignified posture, just like a lady in a painting, making others unable to help but get into the mood and become serious.

"I am Sigmund, a gray-feathered scholar." He took out a pair of glasses from his pocket and put them on so that he could see the girl in front of him clearly.

As a gray-feathered species, he has dark gray eyes, and his hair color is also black and gray (strictly speaking, there is no gray in nature, only varying degrees of black). His back is slightly raised, where there should be retracted wings.

The gray-feathered species has many of the characteristics of a cicada. It is not humanoid when it is young, and will transform into a humanoid form as a sub-adult.

"In that case, please invite Miss Hesia to come with me." He invited Hesia to sit in the mansion.

"Thanks."

After that, the four of them entered the wealthy area, passed through many beautiful houses, and then entered a medium-sized mansion with a fenced grass garden and pleasant scenery.

"We have guests. Please bring the tea from my study cabinet and prepare it."

"Yes, sir." The four gray-feathered maids and waitresses bent down to obey the order, then raised their heads and looked at the people curiously.

"I'll just take a walk in the yard and sit for a while." Guy thought for a while, but still didn't go in. After all, he really didn't know much about etiquette, and sitting there was a bit abrupt.

"In that case, prepare some food for Guy." Sigmund raised his hand, and the two waiters nodded to express their understanding.

After entering the mansion full of mahogany furniture and clean wooden floors, Sigmund invited the two of them to sit down. Seeing that Olesi had never taken off her clothes and hat, she did not pursue it too much. In his opinion, this person should be A maid or Hesia's sister or something.

"I don't know where Miss Hesia is from. Judging from your appearance and behavior, you should come from a relatively wealthy and prosperous place."

"My friends and I come from the Land of Roses, where there are tall trees and forests, and technology is very advanced. But now we don't know how we ended up here, so we have to spend a lot of time looking for the way home." Tilan After thinking about it, I answered like this.

"The Land of Roses..." The other party touched his beard, as if he was recalling where this name appeared and was recorded.

Unfortunately, this term did not appear in the history and knowledge he knew.

"What is Miss Heshia good at? This land is not peaceful. If you only have two people, it may be difficult to get out." He thought about it and focused on other situations.

"When I was a child, I saw many palace craftsmen sewing clothes, and I learned a little bit about it. I should be able to use this to make a living." The girl thought for a while, and said this, which is more in line with the other party's perception in the current environment.

"Palace craftsman?" The other party was thinking about the meaning behind this word.

"Yes." Tilan waved, asking Orelai to bend down, and then took out the only hair accessory from the lining of her clothes. It was a flower made of silver leaves and ice crystal gems. It was kind and present. The exquisite beauty that is out of place in the world.

"This..." Looking at the hair accessory handed over by Heshia, the other party let out a slight exclamation and began to watch it carefully.

To have the leisure to make such impractical jewelry can be said to be an extremely extravagant and wasteful act, which indirectly shows that the other party's identity is extraordinary.

Sigmund, who originally had a lot of doubts, had his doubts dispelled at this meeting.

After watching it for a few minutes, he returned the hair accessory to Hesia with some reluctance.

"In this case, it seems that Miss Hesia needs to stay with us for a while."

Soon, the maid brought the brewed tea, and the two of them drank it slowly. Sigmund chatted a lot with Heshia and found that although the girl did not understand the environmental history of the surrounding land, she was not able to think logically or The depth of thought in understanding things is far beyond that of the rough guys on the street. This shows that the other person has received an excellent education and has relatively rich experience.

"Although I don't know Miss Hesia's identity yet, judging from your conversation, she should be trained as an important heir. Just being a craftsman in the city is too humiliating." He said with emotion.

"It's a pity that my status is not enough to directly give you better treatment. How about I make you and your companions stay temporarily, and then I will negotiate with the Presbyterian Council to give you status treatment that is consistent with your status."

"This..." The girl thought for a while.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Sigmund. Actually, there is no need to be so arrogant. My companion and I just want to stay here temporarily. It would be great if we can borrow it from the library later."

"Hahaha, this is not difficult. The reason why the borrowing fee is so high is because too many people do not respect knowledge. How do they understand that the words and records that are opened casually are all the efforts and efforts that the predecessors have expended. Valuable lessons recorded.”

"If possible, please ask Miss Heshia to stay in the mountain castle and write a few books about her experiences and memories. We also need to know the news from unknown distant places."

"That's okay." If she really wanted to write, it would be too much. She could write from the First Era to the Sixth Era. Compared with ordinary Federation people, Heshia herself understood a lot of historical hardships because of her status as a singer. Secret, she herself obtained more details of ancient history from Princess Mononoke and the Order.

In a sense, if we can sort out thousands of years of history in detail, we can slowly grasp the rise and fall of the development of the times and see through many flashy current events. It is a pity that more people just read history purely as a story and do not pay attention to the behind-the-scenes events. culture, system, climate, economy and other factors.

"Hahaha, that's settled then."

Afterwards, Sigmund brought Heshia to the meeting hall again. With the greeting of this middle-level figure of the Gray Feather Clan, the people in the meeting hall respectfully completed various formalities and handed Heshia two nameplates symbolizing her identity.

Not only that, the house where the two lived was also quickly arranged. Just to the west of the mountain fortress, there was a two-story stone brick cottage with a quiet environment. Not far away was a cemetery with green trees. Such a seemingly simple house was a place of shelter that many local people could never get in their lifetime.

While expressing gratitude, Heshia also felt the disparity of the times.

But now, they can finally settle down temporarily.