Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes

"But I just don't know what to choose, so I came to ask you, Anne."

Hearing Anne's answer, Fiona's small and slender hands slightly touched her forehead, showing a cute expression of distress.

"The best gift is your kindness, Miss Fiona."

Annie lowered her head slightly, plucked the hanging black hair, and answered Fiona in a gentle voice.

"However, the mind cannot be directly regarded as a gift."

The small hands in pure white gloves were kneading the lace of the skirt, and Fiona stepped up her steps somewhat dissatisfied. Delicate silver open-toed sandals stepped on the bluestone road, making a snapping sound.

"Annie, give me some advice."

"Your Excellency Anweis must have no shortage of ordinary and precious things. So, how about choosing some unique and creative little things?"

The maid in casual clothes thought for a while and gave a suggestion about the range of gifts to choose.

She didn't want to interfere too much with Fiona's choice, but based on her understanding of her lady, she knew that if she didn't give a positive answer at this time, she might be unhappy.

"Well, it makes sense!"

Hearing Annie's suggestion, Fiona's eyes lit up, and she determined the range of choices, and the difficulty of choosing would be much reduced.

As they walked, the two of them had already approached the square on the side of the main street, where there were many stalls of itinerant merchants.

Crowds of people gathered here, many of whom came from afar.

There are professional adventurers who sell Warcraft materials, metal ores, and relic items here, and some countrymen who go to the city to sell agricultural and sideline products.

Many buyers are bargaining fiercely with stall owners, and the scene is very lively.

It was Fiona's first time here, and everything around her seemed extremely novel to the girl.

Spellcasters in robes and tall hats, mercenary squads with weapons and armor on their backs, nomadic scimitars from the hot desert, barbarian warriors from the north, and occasionally rare elves and Dwarf figure.

The girl curiously observed the people passing by, for a while she looked at the brown squirrel on the shoulder of a mercenary, and for a while she peeked at the pointed ears of a blond female elf.

A wandering middle-aged woman attracted Fiona's attention. She was wearing a plaid headscarf common to commoner women and a long yellow-and-white coarse cloth dress. She carried a huge rattan basket on her right arm, which was full of fresh food. seasonal fruits.

At this time, she was graciously selling her products to passers-by in the square.

"Hi, may I ask, what kind of fruit is this?"

Fiona walked up to the peasant woman, pointed to a bunch of light green fruits the size of ping pong balls in the basket, and asked her politely.

"Hello, two beautiful ladies. This is a fenugreek, a common fruit."

Seeing someone asking, the peasant woman quickly turned her head and replied with a smile on her face. His eyes seemed to glance over the skirts on the two of them inadvertently.

Although the style is simple, if you look closely at its material, it is not ordinary linen.

The peasant woman guessed that she might have met a potential big customer, and the smile on her face became more eager.

"This is the freshest fenugreek fruit in Karras. It was picked with dew in the early morning. Look at the green color of the pedicle.

This fruit has a special fragrance, tastes very refreshing, and is also good for protecting the skin..."

The peasant woman enthusiastically introduced to the two that she knew how to sell to such guests.

They usually don't know much about these ordinary fruits, but they pay great attention to the maintenance of their appearance. As long as it is emphasized that it has the effect of maintaining the skin, they will often be able to make them generous.

As for the specific effect of this fruit, she is not clear. But most fruits have a little skin-care effect, don't they?

"Really? Then come a bunch of these fruits.

"

Fiona was a little curious and decided to buy a bunch to try.

"How much is the price?"

The person who asked for the price was Annie, and Fiona didn't need to bring money when she was traveling. If you like something, you only need to say it, and then Annie will come forward to pay.

"There are thirty-two pieces in this string, and the price of each is five copper coins. However, if the two of you buy the whole string together, you only need one silver coin and twenty copper coins."

The peasant woman quoted a price with a smile all over her face.

Annie nodded, the price is still reasonable, maybe a little expensive. But today, she was traveling with her own young lady, so she didn't want to appear fussy.

She took out a small bag full of silver coins from her bosom, took out two coins and handed them to the peasant woman.

The peasant woman hurriedly wiped her hands on her sackcloth skirt, happily took the silver coins, and reached into her old pockets, taking out a large handful of copper coins.

She counted out the change of eighty copper coins and handed it to Annie, and respectfully handed the bunch of fruits to Fiona.

She has been selling fruit here for a long time, and she has also summed up some rules. In such a situation where one of the two people inquires and the other inquires about the price and pays, usually the person inquiring is the real person in charge.

After leaving the peasant woman, Fiona wanted to taste the fruit right away, but her ladylike upbringing reminded her not to eat on the street.

So the girl stopped, turned her head to look around, noticed a relatively quiet alley nearby, and walked over with great interest.

When the girl was about to enter the alley, three or four nearby men who were looking at merchandise, chatting, and wandering suddenly stopped and gathered towards the alley entrance as if by accident.

Annie, who was half a body behind Fiona, frowned. They were just a few low-level professionals. She was confident that she could deal with them all by herself, but she didn't want to disturb the young lady's interest.

She secretly took out a silver-white nameplate, injected a bit of spiritual power into it, and a strange wave immediately spread out.

Fiona didn't notice this little episode. After all, her experience was still inexperienced, so she just walked into the narrow alley with some excitement.

Because it is located in Queen's Street, the alleys are not dirty and cold, but very clean.

The direct sunlight is blocked by the eaves, making the environment in the alley soft and elegant. The off-white stone walls on both sides are slightly moist, with green moss climbing on them.

On the mottled stone road, some sparse vendors set up stalls here, selling some small homemade handicrafts.

Fiona walked to the alley wall and cast a ignore spell on herself. This can reduce one's own sense of existence and make people subconsciously ignore the subject, but it has no effect on people with strong enough mental power.

After covering it up a bit, the girl picked off a light blue fruit with her slender hands wearing white gloves, sniffed it lightly, and found that there was indeed a pleasant fragrance coming from it, which made her even more curious about its taste.

So, she condensed a small water ball, cleaned the surface of the fruit, and then took a hard bite.