The beautiful mage was kidnapped by the contracted beast again

"La la la, chop off the sinner's head, la la la, throw it into the witch's cauldron..."

Without the pressure of exams or the constant presence of her parents, and with only a contracted beast by her side that obeyed her every command, Miaomiao felt as if her true nature had been liberated, humming a song as she skipped along the path. Feelings of idleness and fatigue were completely unimportant in the face of free time!

After parting with Grandpa, the two went to the nearest service hall to pick up a city map. Chi looked at the sky and suggested that they go eat first, as it was almost noon. Miaomiao happened to have been in a fight and was now hungry, so he readily agreed.

It was Miaomiao's first time eating in the city, and she spent a long time struggling to choose a restaurant. Finally, Chi couldn't stand it anymore, so he dragged the child, who had been standing in front of someone else's restaurant for more than ten minutes, attracting the attention of passers-by, into a random restaurant on the side of the road.

This shop makes a specialty food from Ernst called "Reunion".

The boss used the kitchen knife to chop the dough on the chopping board into small pieces, and then controlled the small pieces to rise and fall like dancing in the air, gradually turning into evenly sized balls.

He flattened the center of the sphere, and with a wave of his hand, dozens of clear, square jelly-like objects floated over, jumped into the depression in the center very autonomously, and were surrounded by the dough that closed again.

Miaomiao exclaimed "Wow" in amazement. This was a kind of magic he had never seen before, and it was obviously not part of the elemental magic he had learned.

The boss came over with a bowl of steaming hot soup and placed it in front of the two children, one tall and one short. There were no other customers in the shop, and his business was not busy, so he simply sat down next to the two and asked with a smile, "Is this your first time in Ernst?"

Miaomiao nodded honestly and asked him, "Is it obvious?"

The boss nodded as well. He pointed to the position of the eyes and said, "People who come to Ernst for the first time all look at us like this when they see us using magic."

Regardless of whether they were praised or despised afterwards, the moment they saw the control magic they used, which was different from the mainstream elemental magic system, their first expression was shock.

It's like suddenly seeing a freshwater fish in the deep sea. Regardless of whether it can survive or not, their existence itself is amazing.

The boss smiled and said, "This is actually a unique feature of our Ernst. When our country was first established, more than half of the population was a special race. They were inherently unable to absorb elemental magic in the air like other magicians. To be more precise, they even had difficulty sensing it. But our ancestors were unwilling to be ordinary. After countless times of research, they finally created a control magic that belongs only to our clan, which is what you just saw."

Miaomiao said with admiration: "Then your ancestors were very powerful."

He knew only too well the difficulty of creating original magic.

The boss sighed, "Yes, but there are too many outsiders coming into Ernst now, which has diluted the blood of our own race. Some even follow the outsiders and call us the Frost Ink People. If His Majesty the King didn't forbid it, I really want to drive them all out."

Miaomiao was already stuffed when they left the restaurant. The owner was so welcoming, he chatted with them for a long time and then generously gave them a lot of snacks.

He smiled and said, "These are all my exclusive secret recipes. Most people can't taste them."

Miaomiao walked on the road, touching her bulging belly and said to Chi: "This boss is so enthusiastic."

It was completely different from the attitude of the other bystanders when they had the accident that morning.

Chi said: "That means he likes you."

He could sense that the boss was exceptionally gentle towards Miaomiao, but this wasn't due to any special fetish, but rather it was as if he was missing someone through Miaomiao.

In this world, thousands of living beings come and go, and everyone has his or her own story.

They walk in their own stories and constantly pass by other people's stories.

Miaomiao suddenly said, "I actually heard Grandpa Sang mention this race of theirs. Outside, they are called the Frost and Ink People, but that doesn't mean anything nice. It just means that they are people who live in the extremely cold and dark night."

Chi nodded and said, "That's normal. They've deviated from the mainstream magic training system on the continent and haven't even been recognized by the Magicians Association. What they practice is more like mental power than magic. Although they can do many things that magic can't, they're bound to be ostracized."

The cultivation system of the Frost Ink People is only applicable to themselves, which is also the biggest reason why others cannot tolerate them.

Miaomiao said with some regret: "Such a powerful cultivation method can only be restricted here, what a pity."

Chi lowered his eyes slightly to look at him and said, "Perhaps they will carry forward this in another form in the future."

Miaomiao hummed, but obviously didn't take it seriously. She quickly put the matter aside and continued shopping enthusiastically.

At this time, neither he nor Chi had expected that this sentence would come true in the future.

"Little white rabbit, soft and white, put it in the pot and stew it..."

Miaomiao hummed the lyrics she had written down in a fairy tale book, looking around. When she saw a clothing store on the side of the road, she suddenly stopped.

Unlike other clothing stores, the facade of this store is not overly luxurious, but rather has a quiet and restrained feel.

The statue standing at the entrance of the shop wasn't a typical beautiful woman, but rather a ruggedly handsome figure of a magic warrior. The figure's facial features weren't particularly clear, but the muscular lines were perfectly defined, clearly indicating the sculptor's understanding of what others admired.

As expected, Miaomiao took the bait.

He scanned the statue again and again, looking at it again and again, and finally couldn't help but excitedly said to Chi, "The clothes in this store look good, Chi, let's go inside and take a look!"

red:"……"

Are you looking at clothes? I'm embarrassed to expose you.

His face was gloomy as he casually glanced at the stone figure. Fake muscles, a stiff, lifeless face, how could it be good-looking?

Children have never seen the world, so they are attracted to this kind of thing.

Miaomiao looked at the warrior outfit draped on the figure and liked it very much.

"Don't you think it looks handsome?" The child pointed at the black and gold robe, imagining how it would look on a naked body. The handsome, tall boy, with his thick, firm muscles, looked like he could perfectly support every inch of the clothes.

Just thinking about it, he couldn't help but nod affirmatively, clenching his fist, "Super handsome!"

red:"."

Did he really like this stone statue so much? Why did he praise it so many times?

Miaomiao never praised him.

Chi said coldly: "Then go in and take a look."

A smile suddenly broke out on Miaomiao's face.

The sound of wind chimes jingled, and the sleepy clerk suddenly woke up. He stood up with a smile on his face and said, "Welcome! What would you like... Eh?"

"Children?" He looked at the two boys, one tall and one short, who pushed the door open and was stunned for a second. He looked behind them and found that there was indeed no adult following them.

The two boys were standing very close to each other, they must have come together.

The taller one already looked like an adult, with a darker complexion and a deep, cold face. The shorter one was much more childish, with an even more beautiful face and unusual long black hair, looking like a princess from nowhere.

Are they brothers? But they don't look alike at all.

The clothes weren't particularly fancy, nor did they have any special family crests, so they didn't look like those of an aristocrat, but...

His eyes fell on a bulging bag in the tall boy's hand, and the next second, a warm smile appeared on his face again.

"What would you two like to buy? We have all kinds of clothing in our store, for men and women, for magicians, warriors, alchemists, and so on. They're all the latest season's new arrivals. Many young masters and young ladies from noble families also place orders with us."

Chi raised his chin casually: "Get him a few new styles to try."

"Okay." The clerk responded briskly and walked over to Miaomiao. His attitude was extremely humble, not looking down on the other person because she was a child. "Please follow me."

Miaomiao actually entered this store to let Chi try on the clothes on display, but unexpectedly Chi got there first.

Is it intentional?

He looked at the red-haired boy. His stern face remained the same as always, with no sign of anything unusual.

But the other person's eyes were not looking at him at this moment, but at a corner of the ceiling.

Miaomiao: “…” He just knew it.

He gritted his teeth, slowly realizing that underneath the outer shell of the Chi Tianran air conditioner was actually a collection of petty thoughts.

Although he really wanted to rush over and argue with Chi, the clerk was still waiting for him with a smile.

Miaomiao's tutor didn't allow him to continue wasting other people's time, so he nodded casually and followed the clerk's instructions all the way into the back of the store.