Reincarnation Band Magician

Then he was kicked by the sober person and joined the fight with the other two people.

Once they are cleared, there is no need to move.

"Damn it, grass! Damn it! Beat him!"

"You're scolding my benefactor from my hometown, aren't you?"

"I'll return that kick tenfold!"

The coachman drove the carriage slowly and after they finished fighting, he stopped and said that fighting was not allowed on the carriage and whoever started the fight should get off.

So the three of them rolled the sober man off.

Brave: 316, Another Promise

Coincidentally, I saw a road sign nearby.

Qing touched Xiaoxiang's boots with his foot and said, "Go down."

"Eh? Isn't it arriving in the afternoon?"

"I remembered an old friend was there, so I decided to stay for a while."

"Um...oh, that."

Miss Xiangzi also remembered it.

Qing jumped out of the car holding Xiao Mo, put her down, and then reached out to help Xiang down.

The carriage accelerated again, and the three men stuck their heads out and gave the man on the ground the middle finger.

Qing moved closer to observe the independent and clear-minded man lying on the ground. Now he seemed to be a little unclear in his mind.

The three men just greeted him with punches and kicks. After the man surrendered and squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, they just kicked him in the butt. He looked bruised and swollen, but actually nothing was wrong.

The most serious injury was caused by being thrown down and falling straight to the ground, which might have caused a stitch in the side.

Qing squatted down and released the healing magic on him.

"Um...why didn't you help me before? It was super painful just now!"

The dog is still barking.

"Well, I didn't move because it was already swollen. The pain will subside later," Qing explained seriously, looking into his eyes. "It's a little painful, but bear with it."

Then he punched him in the stomach.

"vomit!"

Avoid vomited contents.

Then release the divine healing spell.

The other party immediately squatted down with his head in his hands and apologized loudly, "I'm sorry! I will never say that about the Hero of the South again!"

Criticism of weapons always works quickly.

……

"Wait... there are monsters around here. You're a monk, and there are two women who can't fight. It's too dangerous."

The sober man covered his lower abdomen and was able to stand up.

Xiao Mo was amused and said, "Uncle, are you scared?"

"Don't talk nonsense, kid. I'm a warrior. Even though my weapon is lost, my well-trained body—"

"A bit stronger than the average person, but only slightly. How many months of training did he have to do?"

Qing recalled the feel of his hand and came to this conclusion based on calculations based on a normal person's body.

Judging from the sober man’s expression, he must have been right.

"If it's on the way, I can add you. I'm going to this village."

Qing reported his destination.

It is the hometown of the old man who dug ruins with me in the south.

Coincidentally, this is also this person’s hometown.

……

"Hey, you're so strong, why do you still worship that guy? After all, we're all human. If I had the same adventure as him, maybe I'd be stronger than him now!"

Qing glanced at the chattering guy next to him.

Although my first impression was not very good - it is still not very good now.

But I learned about his situation from this guy's chatter, which was comparable to that of a grocery store owner in the kingdom.

Simply put, he lacked magical talent and was unable to learn magic from the old magician in the village - probably the one Qing knew - so he went to learn the skills of a warrior.

It turns out I don't have much talent here, but because I made harsh words when I left my hometown, it would be too embarrassing to go back, so I persevered until now.

It seems that although the physical exercise is still not up to standard, the skin can bear it, so I chose to go back.

Many times, it is these people who are neither good nor bad who are the most active, and they talk a lot when talking about areas that they have some knowledge of.

"Well... maybe."

Qing admitted this.

Because it is undeniable that this person does have good intentions. He originally learned magic and melee combat out of a desire to protect the village, but he just doesn't have the ability.

If he really had the ability to see into the future and had seen the future tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of times, he would probably have made the same choice.

But it's just an "if".

Just like someone said, if I can memorize ten lines at a glance, compose a poem in seven steps, and speak fluently... I will definitely study hard.

Will it? Yes, normal people will.

"you--"

Qing heard the distant sound of birds singing.

Ordinary people might ignore it, but Qing knew that it was the sound of giant bird monsters exchanging companions.

"Xiang, Xiao Mo."

"learn."

"clear."

Metis fixed the Crevice-Light pocket watch to her waist because it was indeed very convenient - although it might make people confused about the term "pocket watch".

Turn the knob with your right hand.

"Pick——Pochi-chan!"

The temperament became gloomy.

Goto Ichiri, who was in control of his body, said nothing. He summoned his magic wand and held it, as if he was holding a guitar, with a feeling of confidence.

Qing sensed the number of them and saw no threat, so he said, "I'll leave it to you."

"Ah."

"I'll do my best."

Birdsong approaches.

What welcomes them is a dazzling beam of light.

Xiangzi's outbursts were so fierce that each blow seemed to clear his vision.

Yili's attacks were intense, and the killing magic she had mastered was like strings under a plectrum, vibrating according to her will.

……

The rest of the journey was really boring, so Qing spent some time talking to the sober man about the Hero of the South and other heroes.

"Why is the Southern Hero great? It's not just because he's strong. Everyone has things they can do, but they don't always do them. He took action and did it, so he's remarkable. Greatness isn't something you say; it's something you achieve through action and gain recognition from others.

"He killed monsters, vanquished demons, and saved other people's hometowns... Do the people he helped care how strong he was? No.

"For example, even though you're weak, you can still save someone. If you do, that person will call you a hero and think you're great. But if they were in the situation they're in today, the person you saved would definitely punch them like the man on the carriage."

The other party seemed to want to say something, but Qing raised his fist and shook it.

He shut up silently.

It was obvious that he was still unconvinced, but Qing had already had enough of preaching today and didn't want to argue.

What he just said is also true in reverse. No matter how great a person is, as long as he has never helped someone, or even if he has helped but not to the end, he will not be respected by that person.

But neither the Hero of the South nor the current Qing set out for those people.

……

When I came to this village, I was not welcomed as much as the Sober Man.

This village is not big, every household knows each other, and the cohesion is very high.

After all, they supported each other and moved here from the northern plateau. It would be strange if they were not united.

They looked at Qing and his group with caution and scrutiny.

"Are you a nobleman who came to the old man to become his disciple? He doesn't accept disciples anymore."

"Please come back."

So that's how it is. Although the old magician's level is not as good as Fulilian's, he is also the best among humans. His experience in fighting demons is even more priceless. Before, he could easily eat at the homes of nobles in the south.

It seems that some people have come to the village to harass us.

Qing said sincerely: "No, I just came to see an old friend."

"you……"

Finally, an old man came over and stopped the argument. He seemed to know the old magician.

"You are... Qing, Xiangzi, and Fulilian? My eyes are blurry, but that one is green, right?"

"Flillian is not here. Xiangzi and I are here."

"Oh, come with me. I was just saying a while ago that I might have been infected by the elves. I haven't heard from you in a few years. I'm sure you'll be happy to see me now."

Brave: 317. This is...

"Let's go here. It's the magic tool shop in the alley ahead. It's much better these days. Just two years ago, the people who came here to learn magic could block the place."

"Okay, thank you, old man."

"Let's go. I wanted to come here for a drink today, but since an old friend is visiting, I won't bother you. You young people don't have much tolerance for alcohol, so you won't have a good time."

The old man waved and left.

Qing recalled what the old magician had said, that there would be plenty of food and drinks next time they met, and glanced at the eldest lady.

She should have remembered it too, and was lost in thought, probably thinking about how to get Xiao Mo out of the way and have a drink.

Then he sighed regretfully, apparently giving up.

I just relaxed a while ago and didn't plan to stay too long, so today I just drank two cups to moisten my throat.

Even if it's just "two cups", the old man stays here...

Now that you're older, it's better to forget about such exciting things, right?

After taking two steps, I heard the footsteps behind me slow down. I turned around and saw Xiao Mo looking at the scenery of the village curiously.

We didn't see many proper human buildings along the way. This village was well built, with stone slabs on the ground and wooden and stone buildings neatly arranged, looking very otherworldly.

Qing slowed down his pace to wait for her, and at the same time pulled Xiaoxiang who was distracted.

"Ta-ta..."

The sound of boots stepping on the cobblestone road was crisp.

Qing looked at the wooden signs on both sides, some old and some new, but generally there was some age. There were taverns and bakeries. There was only one sign in the alley, with a picture of a magic wand and a sword on it. There was also a blacksmith shop next to the magic equipment store.

It seems that the old man really can't sit still.