Reincarnation Band Magician

Golden Journey: 162, Greetings and Gifts

Before getting down to business, humans always spend some time being polite and courteous.

But Qing saw the euphemistic demons for the first time.

"I brought greetings from Solitaire. It's in this box. The outside is a bit worn out, so I had someone renovate it."

In front of me was the same box from before, which was rewrapped with an unknown black leather. The craftsmanship was very good, and the box immediately looked more than a hundred times more valuable.

Mahat was very satisfied. Although the other party attacked him with a kitchen knife after he finished, he had just confirmed the information of the two people at that time and was in a good mood. He did not care and let the man and the village go, and did not even turn into gold.

Qing and Xiangzi didn't know how to start the conversation, so they opened the box.

Greetings from an old friend...

It is undeniable that in this world, Solitaire was the first "person" they knew, and there was no old friend more important than this.

The elf also calmed down at this time. Her research on property transformation was still a little lacking. Now she could not overcome the magic of turning everything into gold. At this distance, it was no different from a death sentence.

What surprised Fulilian a little was that Mahat didn't even have the slightest impression of her, even though he was defeated...

Well, there had been demons that had escaped her before, and now she would need to go through her memories carefully to find them.

There's really no need to waste time on a defeated enemy that poses no threat at all.

What made her even more confused was that the two people next to her had a strange sense of coordination and accepted it very quickly. How should I put it... why were they so skilled?

Is it because of the two years I spent with the Great Demon Clan?

It's rare for an elf to have such mixed emotions.

Qing opened the familiar box.

A dusty, mixed spice smell emerges.

Because there was no time to study, all the spices placed there were put into boxes and brought to the front.

There were also several carefully packaged gift boxes tied with bows.

Xiangzi looked at the long shape and fell silent.

When she opened it, sure enough, it was her old friend, the black umbrella with a ruby ​​inlaid on the handle, and her first and favorite wand, back in her hand.

The others are the remaining staffs, which I think need to be replaced quickly, and that beautiful mask.

"No trace."

After sensing it, Qing said softly.

Nothing here has any magical effect.

Except...this.

Qing picked up the envelope and his eyes changed slightly.

Speaking of which, he had rarely seen Solitiel write. The demon who had integrated secrecy into her habit when she was young would hardly leave any traces, even now that she had power comparable to that of the Seven Collapse Sages.

The first sight made him feel a long-lost sense of fear, like the morning a few years ago when he opened his eyes and saw the grass-colored eyes in front of him.

It's a crystal flower.

He looked at the letter.

My dearest Qing, and Xiangzi, are you surprised? I went to the south a while ago and learned some interesting things, but due to the characteristics of ancient magic, I can only go so far.

That's a pretty bad greeting.

I've observed you from afar, but every time I felt like I was about to be discovered. I could only glance at you once or twice, then pass by you again, feeling the fresh air.

"I don't know why you chose a seemingly weak elf as your teacher, but she's growing quite well. Is she a good teacher? Is she better than me?"

[All in all, I'm pleased with your growth, but I'm looking forward to more miracles, so after meeting a demon who's just as strange as me, I recommended you guys. I hope you get along well.]

Finally, the signature: Solitaire.

The handwriting was beautiful, and it matched his impression of Solitaire. She was more "human" than humans in details, but the content was a little scary.

It sounded like a casual greeting from an ordinary old friend, but also like an urging, making Qing feel a tightness on his back.

That’s not all.

A spell was set up on it using very delicate magic power, so delicate that Mahat didn't even notice it.

Qing knew this magic and had always kept Solitiel on the highest level of vigilance. The combination of the two allowed him to capture such subtle magic.

His fingers brushed across the signature as if unintentionally, and the same extremely subtle magic power triggered the magic.

A familiar, gentle voice that made people not want to recall appeared directly in their minds.

"Hide it well, Qing. This is my most important 'treasure'... I believe you can overcome even Mahat. He's an arrogant guy, but he's trustworthy. Keep growing, at least to the point where I can suppress my curiosity."

At the end, there was a chuckle, as if he simply found this form of "goodbye" interesting, or was looking forward to the day when they would actually meet.

Qing called up the panel after a long time. Fortunately, it was like a mobile phone keyboard, which was hard to forget once you got familiar with it. He explained the situation.

【learn. 】

After Xiangzi replied, he continued to count the other things in the box, most of which were things he used to live by the sea, such as clothes, shoes, socks, etc.

There is a black dress that carries the meaning of encouragement and reminder.

Solitaire wears the same clothes all year round, and only changes them when she makes a mistake and reflects on it.

Xiangzi will not change into this outfit in the short term.

Although not as unique as Qing, Xiangzi also has charm, and Solitude cares about her as well.

There was a small box. When it was opened, it contained necklaces, rings, bracelets and other ornaments made of precious metals and gemstones. The overall style was simple and mysterious - Solitaire knew that the eldest lady liked such fancy things.

"People of status wear ornaments, right? I don't have anything as memorable as the pendant I gave Qing, so I'm giving these to you. Talented people always want to be different from others."

In line with the demon clan's concept of clear class divisions, they divide status based on the level of magic power, and among humans, clothing and decoration are an important part.

Solitaire carefully studied local history and culture, and the jewelry she selected were all collections of powerful magicians - or relics, and the graphics and patterns would not touch upon the taboos in most parts of the empire.

Finally, the bottom was very plainly covered with gold coins, probably all that was left on the beach, as well as a box of pearls of various colors but all round and full, and a large box of various treasures.

Adding all of it together, it’s comparable to Aite’s family’s wealth before it fell into poverty.

These were probably sent to them to ask them to "study hard" and not waste their time on external things.

Fulilian also saw it. "There are more than what I have. Did she kill the Imperial Prison Dragon?"

Dragons have a habit of building nests with magical items, precious metals, and gems. The Imperial Dragon is the most powerful of all dragons and can naturally collect the most treasures.

Xiangzi explained in a low voice: "Some were fished out of the sea, and some are relics."

She had said before that Solitaire did these superficial things as well as a mechanical procedure.

Anyway, thank you Solitaire.

She felt this way.

Having acknowledged the other party's help to them so far, Miss Toyokawa will not erase her gratitude just because of any grudge against the other party - at least Xiangzi will not do so now.

She sincerely thanked Solitaire for her help.

Then, in return, just as Solitiel wishes, work hard to learn and grow.

If there really comes a day when they are old, she believes that even then, she and Qing will bring Solitiel the surprise that he expects.

Golden Journey: 163, Mahat

Well, until then, let’s meet the challenge ahead.

The leader of the Seven Sages, Mahat of the Golden City, is a far greater threat to humans than Solitaire.

Although Solitiel said that the other party would not attack...but that is a demon, and like Qing, they are very good at lying.

According to rumors, Mahat was very arrogant, and it seemed so now. He seemed humble in the conversation just now, but facing the three of them, three strong magicians, he was drinking tea comfortably without any defense.

Take out the crystal biscuits and push them over.

"Please use."

"Let me think... I should say, 'Thank you'—right?"

"Well, you're welcome."

"what."

Mahat tapped the tabletop with a delighted tap, instantly dissolving the crystal, while the serving dish and tabletop remained intact.

After his "friendly" exchange with Aula, he obtained all the relevant information, including this crystallization, and also deliberately tracked the traces of the crystal along the way.

But Qing was always cautious, thinking that crystals were too conspicuous, so he always removed them after use.

The golden demon appreciated this caution.

While they were looking at the box, Mahat was thinking about the "magic of turning into a demon".

He tended to think it was some kind of mind control magic, or illusion magic, or something like that.

Aura's level is not bad, but in order to avoid being broken by humans' increasingly advanced spell-breaking methods, he puts all his energy into related fields. It is normal that he does not understand other magics.

Humans turning into demons? Nonsense.

Well, this “journey” will be long, so let’s get to know it slowly.

Flillian, in a daze, withdrew her gaze from his hand.

Such control and instantaneous burst are truly amazing. Even if the magic of turning everything into gold is not used, a magician of this level is still a formidable enemy.

Elves are not good at dealing with emergencies, especially the current situation which has never happened in the past thousand years. She has no experience to rely on, which makes her feel confused.

While in a daze, his body shrank towards Qing again.

"I've finished reading it, Mahat. Well, let's follow human custom and call you Mr. Mahat."

"Yes, Mr. Qing, Ms. Xiangzi, and Ms. Fulilian."

The great demon nodded gracefully in greeting.

Fulilian felt inexplicably offended.

Xiangzi and Qing looked at each other.

Judging from the knowledge imparted by Aite, this is the etiquette of the nobles in the northern region, or in other words, the etiquette of the empire before its division, which was only preserved in the north.

Qing sighed in his heart.

Another old thing.

Also, to be able to achieve this level, how many times must one have observed human nobles?

Every time I encounter this kind of human-like demon, I get a creepy feeling, like seeing a monster covered in human skin. The more human-like it is, the more "skin" it must have used.

Compared to him, Aula is much more pleasing to the eye.

But his acting was so good that Mahat, who was not familiar with humans, didn't notice it.

Now, it's time to dance with these monsters again.

Although Mahat is more polite than Solitaire, he is just wearing an extra layer of skin, and the degree of terror is not reduced.

Fulilian pinched Qing's legs under the table, not knowing what she wanted to express.

The Great Demon finished his cup of tea and poured himself another.

"Solitier mentioned that Mr. Qing's tea-making skills are very good. As a demon, this is the first time I have witnessed such a skill. Now that we have read the letter, let's have a frank discussion, everyone."

The elf wanted to say something, but Qing grabbed her hand and tried to calm her down, their eyes exchanging.

【give it to me. 】

They also have such a tacit understanding.

As for Xiangzi, she had a cup of tea at her side, was eating cake with a fork in one hand, and was stroking her beloved magic wand with the other.

At this time, she believed in Qing with all her heart.

"Okay, but let's just call each other by our names. The conversation ahead isn't so formal that we need to keep using honorifics, and it would sound weird."

Mahat accepted his proposal, "Okay, Qing."

"I'm glad you haven't learned the courtesy and etiquette of humans yet."