Reincarnation Band Magician

He was undoubtedly an aristocrat from the southern countries, in his manners, conversation and temperament. Etiquette could be quickly learned or concealed by physical discomfort.

Only language habits cannot be changed overnight, and no matter how much you imitate them, there will always be something unnatural.

No flaws.

The steward guessed that they were nobles whose families had become weak or extinct in the war in the south.

Especially the blue-haired woman, her nobility and the sense of desolation after falling into poverty are too obvious, and even so, the toughness she has to maintain is not something she can fake.

The manager intuitively felt that they were good people and might be helpful in the future.

Working in this industry, you will make many good friends without affecting your interests. You never know when you will get a reward, or you can consider it as an investment.

It's not easy to be outside, so it is necessary to help each other.

"We are from the Norm Chamber of Commerce. Are you planning to head to a nearby city? We can come together if you don't mind. The demons and monsters in the northern plateau are rampant, and I'm sure you all have similar concerns."

"Yes," Solitude said with a bright smile, "Thank you for your hard work, brother and sister. If it's not too much trouble, it would be great if we could join together."

As soon as she opened her mouth, Toyokawa Shoko and Nagasaki Kiyoshi trembled.

Such a contrived tone.

[This guy definitely did it on purpose...]

It also serves as a reminder of their identity.

In order not to appear abnormal, Nagasaki Kiyoshi revealed some embarrassment and shame, "Maggie, just speak normally."

Solitaire's name could not be left, and the pseudonym used was Maggie Lafila.

"Okay, brother~"

The steward took a look and regarded it as a normal interaction between brothers and sisters, not seeing through Solitiel's disguise.

The demons are professionals.

"My name is Gulan, this is Lulia, and this is her sister Maggie Rafira."

Toyokawa Shoko stepped forward and said, "Thank you for your business group's help."

"You're welcome. It's fate that we're on the same route. Our caravan is at the back. The two ladies will stay in the carriage at the back. Our monks and the women who support us are all over there. Please understand."

"Ok."

Stability is required on the road of business, and mixing men and women together will definitely cause problems, so except for monks and magicians, other women will be separated.

Nagasaki Qing looked behind him and said, "Is this for clearing the way and keeping watch? Let me do my part as well."

[Such perception...]

The steward thought he was an excellent magician and nodded with a smile, "Then we are welcome. Please."

After explaining the situation, Nagasaki Kiyoshi got on the carriage for reconnaissance, while Xiangzi and the others waited for the convoy behind.

During this time, Xiangzi asked using a card.

Is it dangerous?

We don’t need to worry about this.

【Understood. 】

Nagasaki Kiyoshi looked at the demon and put on a show, "Maggie, be a good boy when you're with your sister."

If there is a chance, it would be nice to take advantage of others with your mouth.

Solitaire smiled sweetly in response.

……

It was Nagasaki Kiyoshi's first time riding in a horse-drawn carriage, and he felt a little curious, but he couldn't show it because it was impossible for someone who traveled outside to be unfamiliar with horse-drawn carriages.

What made him more curious than the carriage was the people.

Just now, two magicians were sitting on the roof of the car, there were three people in the driving seat, and six people were crammed into the car. Including him, there were a total of 12 people.

Nagasaki Kiyoshi, who hadn't seen anyone for half a year, sighed inwardly: There are so many people.

In the Cage: 32. Blend into the crowd in ten minutes

A magician, a swordsman, a spearman, an archer, and two dwarf warriors resting with their shields and axes.

They have combat capabilities at long, medium and short ranges, and this is a reconnaissance team that plays as a vanguard.

"Hey, bro, what are you good at?"

The familiar swordsman came up to talk.

It's not just a simple chat. If you might encounter a battle, it would be good to understand each other's abilities and help with cooperation.

"Just call me Gulan. I'm also pretty good at strengthening magic and ordinary attack magic."

Killing magic is exclusive to the demons, and using it will cause trouble.

"Enhancement magic? Let's give it a try."

The dwarf warrior became interested and extended his hand.

A handshake that tests grip strength.

"it is good."

It was the first time that Nagasaki Qing had seen dwarves. They had well-proportioned bodies and a strong and powerful look.

The book says that dwarves like to live in places like mountains and underground. Most of them like stones, and they can often be seen in industries related to ores and weapons.

The person in front of me looks very young, but his actual age may be several times his appearance.

"I'm going to use magic."

"bring it on!"

After Nagasaki Kiyoshi explained, he added a strengthening magic and began to wrestle with the dwarf.

The warriors who had originally thought it was just a chance encounter and had not expressed anything also looked over. The archers and magicians were still taking turns to guard the surroundings.

"It's started, it's started!"

"I'm exerting my strength."

"Alright, little brother Gulan, you're still working hard!"

The dwarf's face gradually turned red, and Nagasaki Qing felt that he still had some strength left.

After holding hands for a while, the dwarf warrior took the initiative to speak, "This is not fun. If you keep pinching, you will get hurt. Let's arm wrestle. I'm going to let go."

"Ok."

The two men relieved themselves of their strength, brought a wooden barrel filled with water from the side, placed the shield on it, and then sat on the two barrels and took their positions.

The wrestling had reached this point, and apart from those who were on guard, everyone else's attention was focused on it.

The steward just now reminded: "Don't make trouble for too long."

After all, it's still outside.

The warrior holding the spear said that there were so many of them and there was nothing to be afraid of.

Don’t be afraid if you can win, but there’s no point in being afraid if you can’t.

The steward began to criticize his twisted logic.

Let's continue here.

The swordsman uncle opened the kettle and drank water, pretending to be drinking to add to the atmosphere.

"Not bad, little brother Gulan! It's rare to see him take it seriously, but don't be too stubborn. Know when to stop. Don't get hurt during the mission."

The dwarf blew his beard. "I will give in when necessary."

Nagasaki Kiyoshi smiled, "Me too."

“3, 2, 1—go!”

"Oh!"

The barrel exploded the next moment.

The dwarf's eyes widened, and sawdust fell on his forehead.

The strengthening magic faded.

Nagasaki Kiyoshi won by a landslide and said sheepishly, "I've never arm-wrestled before. Is this considered a foul?"

"Not really," the dwarf warrior rubbed his wrist and laughed a few times, "Hahaha! Giving it your all from the start is a common tactic, but I underestimated you, so I have to swallow the bitter pill of defeat."

Another dwarf warrior came over and looked at the barrel. "That's quite impressive strength. The fact that you were able to stop your hand shows you still have some strength left... Well, in my opinion, your most urgent task now is to discard your staff, find an outstanding warrior as a teacher, learn combat skills, and fight in close combat."

"Ahaha, I still have some confidence in magic."

Others also became curious. At first they thought he was a noble magician and a pretty boy, but now it seems that he is quite powerful.

Curious about his wrist strength, they lined up to try it out.

Ten minutes later, all was lost.

Nagasaki Kiyoshi successfully blended into the crowd and started chatting.

There is a professional division of labor in the observation work, and each person takes turns to guard different directions.

Chatting does not affect work, but if you don’t say anything, you will easily become distracted after a long time.

Just now, Nagasaki Qing came up, and everyone was actually putting on airs. Otherwise, who would sit on a carriage with weapons in their arms? Wouldn't it hurt their butts?

After getting familiar with it, you either have to squat or sit on a wooden barrel. The space is narrow and the posture is not very nice.

Nagasaki Qing sat down cross-legged, and now he felt friendly when he saw people.

Friendship between men may start from asking for directions or lighting a cigarette, and the topic can be expanded with just a few words.

Then immediately transition to topics that single men would talk about.

"Brother Gulan's wife is called Lulia, right? I also want to get married."

"Are you newly married? You look very passionate."

Another soldier gestured to his neck.

"No way, this is no joke..."

Nagasaki Kiyoshi raised his hand and pressed it on his neck, puzzled for a moment, then remembered that there was a purple-red, kiss-like mark left there from practicing the violin, which was difficult to remove.

It has a nice name called "Qin Kiss".

He doesn't use enhancement magic when he practices the piano.

The steward spoke up at the right time to stop their increasingly excessive conversation, and explained: "Those are the marks of practicing a musical instrument."

"Hey, wasn't it kissed?!"

"Don't think about that!"

"It's really easier for magicians to find a partner..."

"It depends on the situation. That guy up there keeps quiet all day pretending to be an expert, but doesn't the monk lady even glance at him?"

"In this season, I still have to find grass to hold in my mouth. The other day I almost pulled it out and got it covered in horse manure."

"It was cool sitting on the roof, but climbing up was really awkward."

"No! Don't! Talk! About! Me!"

An angry voice came from the roof of the car.

Nagasaki Kiyoshi immediately immersed himself in the cheerful atmosphere and laughed along.

This is the extroverted energy accumulated from not seeing people for half a year combined with the excitement of seeing people.

Although there are also some hateful and terrifying people among humans, they are still humans after all, completely different from the demons. After staying in the shipyard for half a year, Nagasaki Qing felt that he could have a few more words with a lunatic.

Just talking.

"Wait--"

Captured unusual magic.