Reincarnation Band Magician

"It has been repaired, and..."

Qing touched his face. A few days ago, Daphneel's nails scratched that place, but now it has healed and even the wound is not visible.

"Honestly speaking, this isn't an opponent I can muster up enough energy for. If I relax any further, I'll lose all my fighting spirit."

"Yeah, I felt the same way when I was at the Chamber of Commerce. If the journey is too smooth, the drinking won't feel refreshing enough."

"Does a glass pour make any difference?"

"you……"

Joking is also part of saying goodbye.

The swordsman waved his hand.

"I hope it won't be too long before we meet again. According to the president's plan, in three or four years, the Chamber of Commerce will continue to grow and influence the entire northern plateau. By then, you'll be able to see our flag wherever you travel."

"I wish you success."

"You all had a good trip too. Goodbye, little brother, and a few others. Let's drink together next time."

The swordsman made this promise amidst the panicked eyes of the magician and spearman beside him.

He drank one glass and it didn't matter. It was a response to the ridicule from his two bad friends just now.

Xiangzi covered his mouth and chuckled, saying goodbye to these old friends.

Out of town.

They had left the last clear supply point on the northern plateau.

The elf looked at the undulating scenery in the distance and said, "Okay, let's get going."

The temperature is nice today and the wind is comfortable.

It seems like it's been cloudy for the past two days? The clouds are particularly thick today.

……

It was like a bad premonition when leaving the city. When you were far enough away that you couldn't see the city anymore, it started raining.

Xiangzi held a black umbrella over Qing's head, and Fulilian huddled in Qing's arms.

A family of three holding an umbrella.

Qing thought about it and made a crystal umbrella and handed it to Mahat. Although it was possible for them to clean up quickly after getting wet in the rain, the process would indeed be uncomfortable.

"Let's find a place to shelter from the rain. If the wind starts to pick up..."

Before he could finish his words, a strong wind blew with rain.

"Snapped!"

But it hit the crystal wall.

"Now you don't need to hold an umbrella."

Qing held up the crystal dome, which looked like an inverted circle, supported by magic and would not shake.

For aesthetic reasons, it is not as thick as the crystal box we usually use for sleeping, but very thin, and a relatively transparent crystal material is specially chosen.

It's like holding up a glass fish tank.

Now only the boots were exposed to the rain.

"This is my first time taking shelter from the rain like this, but it's quite interesting."

Fulilian stood on tiptoe and tried to poke the crystal wall, but couldn't reach it, so Qing held her under the armpits and lifted her up, just like he did when he played with her when she had dementia.

The elf found that his body did not resist, and with a stern face, he lost interest in the crystal wall.

"It's just crystal."

Xiangzi came over to talk to Qing: "Do you feel like a snail?"

"that……"

This unexpected rain is not so worrying anymore.

Qing couldn't help but let his mind wander.

On rainy days, will the fish in the glass tank feel that the whole world is the ocean?

In Qing's feeling, it is more like sitting in a car.

It has been a long time since I have seen a rainy day at this distance and in this situation.

Nagasaki Kiyoshi recalled a typhoon in Tokyo. During junior high school, the weather was so severe that classes and work had to be suspended, and his mother drove to pick him up.

The traffic was extremely congested, even slower than walking now, and it took half a day to move forward only a few meters. It was a time when students and office workers would feel annoyed, but he and his mother were extremely happy for this unexpected holiday and rare time together.

We turned on the car stereo and played various music. I clearly remember that the song that played was Queen's "We Will Rock You". The two of them clapped the glass to the rhythm, and the rain also rocked along.

Just like now, winding and twisted water marks hang outside the crystal wall, blown here and there by the wind.

"Xiang, let me use the clarinet."

Rainy days go better with music.

My memory is of a tune with an upbeat rhythm, but when I think back to that time, I only think of it as soft and warm, not suitable for anything too lively.

He didn't know much, and at this moment he remembered the song Xiangzi taught him, Debussy's "Girl with Flaxen Hair", the melody was calm and soothing.

That's it.

The clarinet version has a different flavor from the piano version.

Miss Xiangzi suddenly felt itchy to try her hand at it.

If she had known that she could get the box halfway, she should have brought the violin with her. Lady Fulilian's food could be reduced to a certain extent, so that she could suffer physically and everyone else could enjoy the spiritual enjoyment as well.

I really wanted to use a violin to accompany the performance, but I didn't have one on hand, so in the end I could only tap the crystal wall lightly, and the slight vibration matched the beat.

Seeing this scene, Qing's eyes were filled with smiles, he became more and more focused, and his breathing was steady and long.

The quiet and beautiful melody echoed in the wind, and the gray and yellow tones of the wilderness on a rainy day were refreshed by the music.

……

This rain was probably the transition before summer in the north, and it seemed that it would not stop for a while. After walking for most of the day, I decided to find a place to hide until the rain stopped.

We found a suitable place to take shelter from the rain, which was the lair of monsters that were never in short supply in the north.

After getting rid of the "host", the few people who took over the role lit a bonfire to warm themselves.

As a nest, it has a strange smell, but it is much better after it is all crystallized.

"We've just set out..."

"No one wants to do this kind of thing," Qing comforted Xiangzi. "The last time we had to sleep outdoors on a rainy day was in the south. The environment here is much better than it was then."

"makes sense……"

"Hey, Qing, I think I saw some mushrooms nearby."

The elf still couldn't forget her delicious mushroom soup, and it was hard not to wonder if she was addicted to eating these strange mushrooms.

However, having just come out of the city, they were all hungry and did not want to eat the stored food for the time being.

"Mushroom soup... that's good too."

"Let's go, I'm an expert at identifying mushrooms."

The white-haired elf said proudly, holding his hand and walking towards the rain.

Qing opened the crystal umbrella and followed him.

The environment and atmosphere were good at this time, and even Fulilian looked a little elf-like.

Golden Journey: 184, Rainy Days and Music

"Crack..."

Continuous rain splashed on the crystal wall at the entrance of the cave, and the slightly cold wind blew away the warm moisture in the cave.

"Wow..."

"Don't drink too fast, be careful of the heat."

A delicious soup is placed on the table.

Mushrooms, fresh meat, carrots, and broccoli are served in a bowl with refreshing colors. It is Qing’s favorite healthy food.

Miss Toyokawa, who was half a nun, used a toxin detection test, which showed that the mushroom soup was not poisonous, and there was no tragic accident in which the entire pot of soup was destroyed.

The elf held a towel on his head, wiped it almost dry, and threw it aside, thinking about a very beautiful mushroom he had just seen. It was a variety that Fulilian had never seen before, and it was probably poisonous.

When I saw her, I accidentally slipped and Qing, who was trying to pull her up, fell over with me. She was wet, so I came back and washed her.

But I still can't help but think about it.

During the short life of the mushroom, she was probably the only elf that could be seen, but she did not try the taste of the mushroom.

Maybe it is a very delicious and non-toxic mushroom?

“Mushrooms, mushrooms, mushrooms…”

"Ok?"

Qing was frightened when he saw Fulilian singing, so he asked Xiangzi to shoot a toxin detector at her.

poisoned.

Fortunately, it's not a particularly troublesome toxin.

"This reaction," Xiangzi analyzed while using purification, "should be some kind of fungus. Did she eat raw mushrooms?"

"No, it seems like I just encountered it in the forest. Is it so hallucinogenic?"

After a few minutes, Fulilian regained consciousness, feeling a little dazed.

"Is he stupid?" Xiangzi was worried from the bottom of his heart.

Fulilian rolled her eyes and looked at her. "No, I have basic resistance to poisons, so I'll be fine even without treatment... It feels amazing. The last time I saw this was hundreds of years ago."

Qing was a little worried, so he squatted down in front of her and stretched out his hand, "Here is a number."

"San, don't question me, Qing," Fulilian turned around and picked up the mushroom soup. "We are in need of a qualified monk. What do you think?"

With the monk she could give it a try.

"You're not thinking that you can eat strange things just because you have a monk, are you?" Seeing her dazed eyes, Qing's eyes became sharp.

"……No."

A suspicious pause.

"Are you a child? You see beautiful things and you want to put them in your mouth."

"Sure..."

After teaching the child a lesson, the issue of monks does need to be discussed.

"Xiang worked very hard to complete the emergency response in such a short time. However, if we were to form a formal team, we would still need to find a professional monk... How about Haita?"

Haita is a gifted monk. When communicating with Xinmeier and others last time, he mentioned that the other party did not seem to have formal training. After reading the scriptures, he mastered all the basic divine arts. He was still an apprentice monk because of his age.

As unusual as Xinmeier's talent.

Xiangzi nodded and said, "You can take a look later."

One person can't do all the work, just like you can't expect one person to form a band.

But not now.

Fulilian threw the carrot into Qing's bowl and said, "Maybe Xiang's skills are not good because he thinks about weird things all day long."

"What a strange thing..." Xiangzi panicked a little, "Isn't it normal for a magician to not be a good monk? The magic systems are different!"

The elf glanced at her and said, "Why are you reacting so strongly to drinking?"

"So it's about drinking..."

"What else do you think?"

"Ha, haha..." Xiangzi sat back down, "Nothing desuwa."