Reincarnation Band Magician

Another snowfall made the road difficult to travel on, but as mentioned before, the roads near the royal capital were paved with stone slabs, or at worst, gravel. The merchant group equipped with magicians only needed to make two trips to clear the snow on the road.

Essential business activities can continue.

On a snowy day, Xiangzi took Qing out to stock up on enough food to entertain an important friend.

Days at the seaside are so depressing that even delicious food will lack some flavor.

I have to make up for it now!

At the same time, there was another important thing on this trip, which was to bring back the upright piano that she had taken a fancy to last time.

The cabin is not big, so it would be a bit cramped to put a grand piano in it. An upright piano is sufficient and easy to transport.

Although there was a difference in the tone, Xiangzi found that she no longer paid much attention to those things.

The piano is not one of the most important things in her life. Its importance has dropped a lot. What is more valuable than playing the piano is the people around her.

She often recalls the scenes of playing together with Qing and Aite, even though the performances were often strange.

……

He came back the next day and everything went well. Aite sent another letter, and according to the time calculation, it will arrive the day after tomorrow.

With a happy mood of anticipation, the carriage arrived near the wooden house where they lived.

"There's a sound ahead."

After a quick glance, he said, "The carriage broke down and the wheels were stuck in the snow. This clothing seems to belong to someone from a nearby village."

There is no danger.

"Then I'll go and take a look. You can move the things first." Xiangzi put on his cold-proof hat and walked over there.

……

In the distance, I saw a carriage with horses idly kicking up snow beside it. The carriage was slightly tilted and a figure was walking around.

"Hmm? Church attire."

Xiangzi had a good memory and could still recall the monk lady in the convoy of the Norm Chamber of Commerce two and a half years ago.

The monk in front of him is wearing black clothes, but the decoration on his chest is more solemn. The one in front of him is probably a newcomer.

"What bad luck! If the beer can't be delivered to the city in time..."

The young man with glasses sighed.

The consumption of alcohol will increase in winter, and as long as these are transported to the capital, they will be easy to sell.

It would be very difficult to travel on a snowy day like this, which is why he was able to take on this relatively important job at his age.

"If Xin Meier were here..."

I couldn't help but think of my good friend with extraordinary strength. He taught himself a lot of magic, but none of them could be used now.

I should have learned more earlier.

"I think I smell alcohol?"

A blue-haired woman wrapped in a fur coat, looking very noble, walked over.

The young man immediately hid behind the carriage.

"Demon?"

"I'm a magician living nearby. Do you need any help?"

"A magician? Thank you very much! My name is Haita, and I work for the village church."

"Hello."

Xiangzi used magic to lift the wheel out of the snow and observed it.

"No, it's broken. Look here—" She knocked on the axle, and some metal fragments fell off. "It's basically impossible to transport heavy objects like this now. Let's get a different car."

"Oh, it's over. This will delay us for at least a week..." The young man named Haita sat down on the snow.

Xiangzi looked at him with genuine sadness and asked, "Are you short of money?"

The smile on his face was a bit forced and mature. "How should I put it... I came from an orphanage supported by the church. It's not that I'm short of money, but rather that I have none at all."

"I see, are these all beers?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"From what you just said, I guess there aren't any customers who have made reservations, right? Then can I buy them all?"

Abbey beer is very famous in another world and is even passed down as a cultural symbol. Miss Toyokawa also knows about it.

"Thank you for your kindness, ma'am, but the church doesn't advocate drinking, especially for young women like you. You're living in seclusion here, and it'll take you a long time to drink this beer..."

Young people who have not yet become monks already have the corresponding awareness.

"Long-winded."

Xiangzi used magic to lift up a bucket, and after opening it, the smell of wheat and beer made her eyes light up.

It was her first time drinking beer.

"Gudong Gudong..."

Haita's eyes widened, and he once again suspected that the person in front of him was not human.

Xiangzi covered the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief and burped softly.

"Yes, good wine."

When I was out and about, I only drank one-third of a barrel, just to relax and enjoy myself.

It was a bit unsatisfying to drink alone. Xiangzi had a strange intuition that the person in front of him should also like wine.

"By the way, have you ever had a drink?"

Haita wanted to refuse with the words in the scriptures, but smelling those scents, he felt as if fate was calling him.

……

"I have a bad feeling."

When Qing came back, they had already drunk a bucket.

"Qing, I bought some things. This guy...can't drink at all. Let's take him back to sober him up."

Qing silently pulled out his wand and spanked his teammate.

"You again! Drinking during the day! And don't lead the children astray!"

"Goooo!"

……

PS: I will have to endure the humiliation today. I am really sleepy on this rainy day. Sorry.

Thousand-year Magician: 117. Long time no see

On the way back, I understood the situation.

"A nearby monastery? Hmm, there's a Goddess's codex hidden in her clothes. She might possess divine powers. No wonder she came out alone. I remember the Goddess's teachings include controlling desires and refraining from drinking."

In this world where magic exists, it has long been a consensus that alcohol is harmful to the human body. Therefore, the benevolent Goddess Church advocates not drinking alcohol, and competent monks will also keep their distance from alcohol.

But it is mainly spirits. As for beer, it is considered a nutritious drink in many places, and some monks also drink it in small amounts.

Poor young man, he's gone astray, but drinking like this the first time might help him quit drinking.

I hope what happened today will not affect the piety of this young man named Haita.

"Ahahaha... just a few drinks."

The pain from the spanking was gone and Xiangzi fell into a trance again.

Qing was reluctant to admit that after having a "little drink" like this, Xiaoxiang would look much more adorable and cute, and his usual airs would be put down.

And she is very good at acting coquettishly.

Many times, there is no way to refuse.

What a shame.

Miss Toyokawa hugged Qing's arms, and in this state her way of thinking became bold, and she forgot about her insignificant self-restraint.

What's wrong with a hug?

Relying on this softening method, Drunk Xiaoxiang remained standing.

Came back with an unexpected truckload of beer and a young man.

In the room, Fulilian was sitting in front of the piano, touching the keys, and seemed to like the touch of the keys. However, Qing had just told her to let it sit for a while, so she didn't play it.

"This is very interesting."

She is still very interested in new things, like telescopes and magnifying glasses - although these "new things" are almost a hundred years old.

Fulilian turned her head and saw Xiangzi dancing with his magic power, carrying wine barrels flying in.

"Drink now, Xiang. I'm beginning to question your self-control as a magician."

Fulilian didn't take it too seriously because there was nothing wrong with her magic operations.

Jingling thought that Xiangzi was a restrained person. He only drank a little and went to sleep when he had enough. He only had two states: wakefulness and sleep. He was not like a drunkard who would get drunk all the time and lose his mind.

If she had a better understanding of how much humans can drink, she would have started to question what kind of god this was.

"I'm in a good mood today."

Xiangzi sat in front of the piano, put his hands on the keys, and a string of light notes flew out.

"Well, it's definitely different from before."

"Qing just said that we have to leave it overnight, otherwise it will go bad easily." Fulilian reminded her.

"It doesn't matter," said Miss Xiangzi generously, "if it breaks, we can just get another one."

When she wakes up, she will say sorry to the piano.

Fulilian glanced outside and asked, "Why is there another person?"

"He's from a nearby village. He was out selling wine, but his cart broke down."

Looking at the wine barrel over there, Qing began to think about the dishes that required beer. Anyway, it was impossible for Xiangzi to drink them all.

But think about it, how much does cooking consume?

It seems that before the spring comes, Miss Xiangzi will have a happy and tipsy time.

"I'm going to clean up the storage room and let him sleep there tonight."

"Ah."

Fulilian stood by and continued to watch Xiangtan play the piano.

……

"Ugh..."

I felt like retching, but because I hadn't eaten anything and only drank a lot of wine, I felt as if my stomach was being pinched and bouncing up and down, and there was a splashing sound inside.

For normal people, no, even for alcoholics, this kind of pain, dizziness and tingling sensation in the head will make them temporarily want to quit drinking until the pain passes and they recall the happiness they had when they were drunk.

The young man named Haita skipped the middle step and started to recall.

That feeling...

[Goddess, how could I, Haita, be such a person? ]

With his devout faith, the young man temporarily broke free from the temptation of alcohol and observed his surroundings.

It looked like a storage room or something. There was a lamp not far away, and it was already dark outside the window.

It was a wooden house. Judging from his many years of experience living in wooden houses, it was not built for many years because the smell of the wood had not yet become moldy and rotten.

The room was also very warm, and the smell of food wafted over, making it seem very cozy and relaxing.