Transmigration of the bastard lord

The third-order magician Davis, the highest combat power under Sig Frandi.When he expressed his willingness to serve Seeger, Seeger also held a wedding ceremony for him... sorry, it was a swearing-in ceremony.

Most spellcasters have some weird problems, and Davis, who looks like a normal person, is naturally full of slots.This guy couldn't see the noble temperament as a spellcaster at all, but the dust fluttered like he just got out of a cave.The hem of the mage's robe was tattered, and he jumped off the back of the chocobo and even opened the cotton cloth for heat preservation on the wooden frame. His black fingers scratched and left a few mud marks on the wheat flour steamed buns.

"What is this, so soft, is it really bread? Ah, give me some soup. Hey, what is this long white strip? Oh, it tastes really good, is it a new type of vegetable? Which prey hunter discovered it ?” Davis rushed to the side of the food pile, turned several large bamboo baskets into a mess, and the scum of steamed buns sprayed from his mouth covered Ren's face.

Ryan wiped his face and stood away from him: "...don't dirty those soups, Mr. Davis, we haven't eaten yet."

"Then why don't you eat it? These things taste quite good. What are you doing?" Davis had already reached for the second steamed bun while speaking.

Ren glanced resentfully at the progress of the project, which was still about ten meters away, rubbed his stomach and said, "How should I put it... The earl's pursuit of rules and regulations has surpassed ordinary people's imagination. If you violate the rules, you will be young and cute." The lady looked at you in disbelief, then documented your actions with grief, and circulated them to more young and lovely ladies...hell...stop talking about such sad things, Davis Sir. Have you ever been to the castle?"

"I've been there. Madam Lilith was worried that the Earl hadn't returned for more than two months, so I had to give up my rest and come over to have a look. What's growing in this large field? It doesn't look like wheat."

"Alfalfa, sir. A grass."

Davis turned his head abruptly, with lumps of steamed buns falling from his mouth: "Are you kidding, Reid? Plant pasture in such a good field? Who came up with such a bad idea? Aren't you afraid that the Earl will hang him?"

"My name is Ryan, Mr. Davis. The earl said that this kind of grass is very good, please don't ask me where it is good. There is a dwarf plant hunter on the farm, maybe you can ask her." Ryan's egg hurts Looking at the crumbs of steamed buns on Davis's skirt, a herd of wildebeest galloped past his chest.

"Oh, yes, Plant Hunter. Very good, the guys from the Hunter Association came to the door while I was away? It's so interesting. Alright, Red, is the Earl on the farm now?" Davis's face instantly changed from The brisk curiosity turned into a dark cloud, and after eating the wheat flour steamed buns in twos and threes, he climbed back onto the chocobo's back.

"Yes, sir. He should be near the cafeteria all day today. It is said that the Earl is going to bring out a new kind of food... But the dwarf hunter may not be with the Lord, if you want to find her..." Before Ryan finished speaking, Chocobo had strode far away, choking his nose, "Cough, cough! Damn, it's a virtue to listen to someone else finish! Mr. Davis! And , My name is really not Reid!"

Davis drove the chocobo down the country path with a dark face, and he had already figured out at least a hundred ways to teach that damned plant hunter a lesson in his mind.Suddenly, Davis, who seemed to see something out of the corner of his eye, pulled the reins suddenly, and the fast-running chocobo stopped suddenly, almost throwing him off.

"Damn it!" Mister Magician didn't fall, but the big bundle tied behind the saddle flew far away.Davis jumped off the bird's back in a panic, and hurriedly picked up the big bag and pushed it on the bird's back, "It's really bad. Ah, this trip is so bad that I became restless. The goddess of magic is here Come on, I will sincerely apologize to you later... I was dazzled just now, how could I think I saw Ms. Sarina. How could the concubine of the Earl appear in the farmland..." Even so, put the burden back Davis, who was on the back of the bird, still couldn't help turning his head, squinting his eyes and looking at the field ridge not far away...

"See Mary, the reason for this kind of soil clumping is uneven watering. So the germination rate of this acre of land is lower than that of the neighbors." Has a beautiful long green hair, although it is dark around, but it is completely intact The beautiful Ms. Selina waved her straw hat in one hand to fan herself, and pointed to the newly sprouting field under her feet and said to the secretary Mary next to her, "This lazy irrigation method will reduce the yield of the plants. The labor results are completely substandard. Let the guy in charge of this area quickly rework, if it is not remedied as soon as possible, it will affect future harvests."

"Okay, Ms. Selina." Mary said while writing on the document in her hand.

"Criticize this guy by name before starting work tomorrow morning. This kind of perfunctory attitude is too inappropriate. Well, then write his name on a piece of paper and stick it on the kanban, so that everyone knows that there is a guy who should not I was lazy when I was there." Ms. Sarina said while patting the ashes on her trousers and walking down the ridge.

"Uh... this must be approved by Ms. Nina, Ms. Selina. Well, I don't think Ms. Nina will object." The former maid Mary and the current secretary of the agricultural company said helplessly.

"Hahaha... Her words may think that my punishment is not strong enough. Hey, it seems to be Mr. Davis's chocobo? Oh, God, it is really Mr. Davis." Selina from Xiaolu waved her arms to the magician from a distance, "It's been a long walk, Mr. Davis. Oh, what's wrong with you?"

Davis, leaning on the chocobo, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and then opened them again. The expression on his face was like the shock of seeing a ghost, and a dazed feeling that he suspected that he had stepped into a world that he shouldn't have stepped into. And uncertain: "...if there is nothing wrong with my eyes...you are... Ms. Sarina?"

"Hahaha...it really is Mr. Davis." Selina laughed heartily, "I'm Selina, sir. When will you find out the names of people other than the earl?"

Davis shuddered and clung to the saddle to keep from slipping.Seeing his horrified appearance, Selina bent over with a smile: "It's not good, Mary, look, Mr. Magician seems to be terrified, ouch, it's so interesting..."

I am dreaming?What secret realm did I break into?Why did Ms. Sarina, the famous Sarina in the imperial capital, become like this?Had she ever laughed so faux pas before?Is she such a person? !

Various thoughts were spinning in Davis' mind, and then, as the most powerful patron of the castle system, he made the most normal reaction of a qualified magician: released the high-level soul appraisal magic.

For high-level magicians, illusions and disguises are useless.Soul appraisal magic can easily pierce all illusions and directly check the opponent's soul attributes.Where there are high-level magicians sitting in the town, monsters never set foot in it to make fun of themselves.

A few minutes later, on the path leading to the farm, Mary helped hold the chocobo's rein, while Selina was comforting the somewhat distraught Mr. Magician: "I understand your feelings, Mr. Davis. If several A month ago, I would never have imagined that I would become what I am now. Ah, you don't know, the Count has changed, he began to talk to us a lot, and taught us a lot of things. I have never seen I am so glad that your lordship can come out of the shadow of Miss Isis's marriage. I married him when he was 16 years old, but I have seen his smile over the years. Now how many times the Earl smiles in a day."

Davis, who had obviously eased up, stopped his lower body and solemnly gave a mage salute to Sarina: "I'm sorry, Ms. Sarina. Just now I suspected that you were pretending to be something. I regret that I would It’s too disrespectful for you to have such thoughts.”

"It's okay Mr. Davis, if you really feel a little rude to me, please call me Selina." Ms. Selina laughed again.

The three of them gradually approached the farm, and when they were about to enter the dilapidated housing area, a carriage came out of it.The driver waved at Selina from a long distance, and when he got closer and saw Davis clearly, he quickly stopped the carriage and jumped down to salute: "Good day, Mr. Davis. Good day, Ms. Selina, Mary."

"Good day, Vivian. Are you going into the city?" Selina responded to the other party's salute.Normally they would be more casual, but since Mr. Magician is present, it is better to be more particular.

"Oh, I'll go to the brick factory to see my daughter and give her some clothes. She's too young, and I'm a little worried about being alone there." Vivienne said with a smile.

Saying goodbye to Vivienne, Sarina explained to Davis: "Vivienne's daughter works as a dispatch secretary at the goblin factory, she is the eight-year-old little one. Well, little Sisna is very capable now."

Davis nodded blankly and continued walking.It took him a long time to realize: "Wait, you mean her daughter? Little Schina?"

"Hmm...Although you subtly called someone's name wrong, but it is true."

Davis stopped talking, his head was so muddled that he couldn't relate the eight-year-old to work.

On the way through the dilapidated housing area, I met Sally and Xie Mier head-on.Davis didn't have much reaction this time. Selina, the number one beauty, was patrolling the fields all covered in plaster, and the treatment of other concubines must not be much better.

The extremely crude dining hall and the shed next to it made the corners of Mr. Magician’s eyes twitch. This kind of building that obviously does not conform to architectural aesthetics makes people doubt the taste of the owner here... Well, although it is my own contract Otherwise, Davis is not good at complaining about this.After all, the pragmatist Sig Frandi doesn't have any taste...

The closer he got to the shed where the Earl was said to be, the more nervous Davis became.With the earl protected by the holy knight Steven Simon and the priest Bingley, Davis is not worried that he will be confused by the demon.And as his own contractor, Davis set up a hidden magic circle in the bracelet worn by the Earl for a long time.Anyone who wants to attack or coerce the Earl must first go through the destructive baptism of the advanced magic circle.

But according to what Sarina said, the Earl who has changed a lot, is his current behavior really a drastic change after the Earl experienced emotional injury?Didn't it really suffer some unknowable change?Was it really not controlled or coerced by someone? !

Davis, who was experienced in traveling, set his own trap and started thinking wildly.Of course, what he never expected was that the magic circle on the bracelet could indeed protect the Earl from being hurt by outsiders, but it could not resist the damage that the Earl inflicted upon himself...

Davis, who was thinking a lot, was mentally prepared to encounter a powerful opponent beyond his expectations. He seemed to be very lax, but in fact, he had silently poured out the largest magic that he could release with his current ability. Cautiously stepped into the shed with an inexplicable sign.

The light in the greenhouse is fairly bright. After all, tofu does not need to be kept dark all the way like bean sprouts.Fu Youguang, who was dry in explaining, had already let six students get started with the actual operation, and he himself took care of it.Sensing the change in the light, Fu Youguang turned his head, and saw a man with a very familiar face and an image that matched Sig's memory walking in.

Fu Youguang's eyes widened in an instant, and his mouth opened into an O shape; then he dropped the gauze in his hand, and took off his gloves as he walked quickly towards the visitor, before Davis secretly guarded himself and hesitated whether to come first When the high-level soul appraised magic, he grabbed Mr. Magician's right hand and shook it up and down heavily.

Full of the most sincere affection and the most sincere expectation, the Earl's eyes were full of tears, and his emotion was enough to move the heavens and the earth; facing the Earl who rushed towards him so enthusiastically, a high-ranking magician with firm spirit and strong willpower The impact was no less than the astonishment at the elf beauty Sarina haunting the farmland; at the same time, the earl's extremely familiar but strange voice, full of surprise and emotion, sounded in his ears: "You are finally back , Davis! Although I know that you will not be in danger with your strength, I still can't help but keep counting the date of your possible return! Davis, I need you, the farm needs you, and the entire Hydesey territory I need you!"

Mr. Magician, who was so shocked by the Earl's surging enthusiasm that he lost his ability to think, fell into a daze, while the two ladies at the side felt that the corners of their eyes were twitching violently.Silently looking at the stunned Davis, Selina and Shirley showed sympathetic eyes at the same time.It seems that the Earl... has the idea of ​​letting Mr. Magician exhaust all his energy to work...

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Sig: ...please be a little reserved...wipe your drool off...

Fu Youguang: Oh ha ha ha ha, wow ha ha ha ha!You are too calm Sig, how much trouble can a third-level magician save us!

Sig: ...have a little respect for the spellcaster, I said, you bastard, be careful when you strike with lightning!Don't count magicians as labor force! !