There was only one person sitting at the table, exuding a natural and lonely tranquility. She was completely covered in a loose wizard robe, but from her petite figure emitting youthful energy, she appeared to be a young girl. In front of her was an unknown orange juice, and she had lowered her head with her face tucked inside the hood, making it impossible to see her true appearance.
Oh my god! What is she holding? I rubbed my eyes carefully and saw that I wasn't mistaken. Thank goodness! It's a bone staff - this is the first time I've seen a weapon for wizards.
Wizard weapons are generally very precious because of their critical hit rate or additional attributes. Unlike other melee weapons, even if they're just plain white items, they may still have some useful skill-enhancing properties attached to them. A good white wizard staff can sometimes be more valuable than a golden one; this may also be why wizard staves have such low critical hit rates.
And what this figure is holding in her hand is precisely the bone staff used by necromancers. Oh my god! Why didn't she use it to kill those jealous necromancers who were burning with envy?
Perhaps hearing my footsteps approaching, her body suddenly trembled; already small in stature, she curled up like a cat and held onto the bone staff tightly with pale hands.
"Excuse me, can I sit here?" I said as gently as possible while feeling like there might be an imminent attack coming from the bone staff in her hand. It felt like being caught between a rock and hard place - leaving wasn't an option since it would hurt my pride as a man.
"P-please do." Her voice sounded sweetly refreshing; indeed belonging to that of young girl's despite being somewhat hesitant earlier when responding due to having explosive tendencies brewing within herself before calming down again.
What lovely voice! She must be a beautiful girl, I thought to myself. A good voice can make an average-looking girl more attractive. Therefore, if the girl in front of me isn't too ugly, she must be a beauty.
I sat down next to her without hesitation and ordered a low-alcohol beer from the waiter. Fortunately, Lal had given me some gold coins before leaving so that I could save money for at least these few days.
Looking at the little girl beside me who still seemed uneasy with both hands tightly gripping onto her bone staff, it made me wonder if I looked like Little Red Riding Hood?
"My name is Wu Fan; 23 years old; newly transferred Druid."
Perhaps because I was sitting quietly after ordering my drink or maybe due to my gentle tone of voice - the young lady hesitated for a moment but eventually responded with her clear voice coming from under her large hood.
"Linya Edel Spirefield; wizard; two...two months ago." Her voice sounded slightly anxious as she spoke which indicated that she was still nervous around strangers. Oh well! Maybe my charm wasn't enough?
"Uh..." Almost choked on my beer when hearing what she said next - Wizard?!
When seeing her holding onto the bone staff earlier, I naturally assumed that she was a necromancer but never expected that she would turn out to be a wizard instead.
But come to think of it, there's nothing strange about this since being able to obtain weapons already makes them lucky enough let alone hoping for one specific weapon exclusive only their profession. On our way here just now, I even saw several wizards dressed up like shadow assassins carrying wooden sticks and daggers.
Moreover, even though it's just a bone staff and not specifically designed for wizards' use only - its physical attack power is higher than those crude wooden sticks distributed free-of-charge upon transferring professions while also being much lighter in weight compared to them as well. Therefore, it's not impossible for a wizard to use a bone staff; I was just overreacting.
However, isn't this a bit of waste? This is the dream weapon that necromancers have been longing for! It could even be a bone staff with multiple skills attached to it but now it's being used as a club by a wizard.
"Wow, you're amazing! You look so young, maybe only 17 or 18 years old, and you've already changed jobs. I'm already 23 years old and I changed jobs two months later than you did. They still call me a genius, but I think I was born stupid!" To cover up my embarrassment at losing control of myself, I said with a half-true and half-false expression of disappointment. Honestly speaking, seeing her age did hit me hard.
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"Haha..." She's really an inexperienced girl who finds such a common joke funny.
"Oh, sorry, sorry. I didn't mean to...I wasn't making fun of you." After the girl laughed out loud, she realized it was inappropriate and quickly stood up and bowed deeply to me.
In that moment when she raised her head again, I finally saw the face hidden under her hat.
What a pure-looking face!
Several strands of slightly curly dark green hair hung down from the edge of her hat. Her sky-blue eyes were free from impurities; her fair skin was translucent; her slightly pursed cherry lips gave people the first impression of sweetness followed by honey-like tenderness that spread throughout my body like something called "liking."
Undoubtedly, this is a little beauty who can make all normal men feel protective over her and drive any loli lover crazy with how cute she is.
"Oh no need to apologize anymore. Be careful not to hurt your back while bowing too much."
"I'm sorry...sorry..." After hearing what I said completely through several more bows before stopping herself again but then saying something that made me boil inside:
"It's okay though. Although we mages don't train like warriors do in terms of physical strength training specifically for our waist area which makes us flexible enough not to get injured easily even if we twist it accidentally during daily activities so please don't worry about it."
If someone else said this, I would definitely think that they were showing off their proud capital. But coming from the little beauty's mouth, I could completely hear the feeling of comforting herself without any intention of boasting.
There are still such pure and lovely women in this world!
Seeing me standing there stunned, the little beauty thought I didn't believe her and became anxious. Her face turned red as she bit her lip before making a determined decision.
"I'm not lying to you. How about...you touch it yourself...!" After saying that, she buried her entire face into my chest like it was on fire but then resolutely took a step forward towards me and put her waist which was too small for even one hand to hold properly right in front of me.
Looking at that fair and cute blushing face resembling persimmons due to nervousness with its upturned small nose flaring adorably because of rapid breathing hidden under her large mage robe made two peaks also swell up inside it as if trying to prove themselves unlike their owner's petite figure.
Omg! What a deadly scene! At this moment, I really wanted to touch something - Of course not touching her waist but rather touching that tiny head of hers instead since such an adorable young girl deserves every man's pity.
So my right hand reached out towards her head through the mage hat gently rubbing it over it while doing so.
After quite some time had passed by while watching the little beauty staring blankly at herself all along during my action did I realize how indecent my behavior must have looked like so embarrassedly laughed before retracting my right hand back again.
"Please sit down. Don't just stand there all day." I said assertively now taking control over our conversation instead.
"Uh-huh...okay...thank you..." The little beauty suddenly woke up from being lost in thoughts sitting down quickly with an even lower head than before twisting around nervously with her small hands on the bone staff making me worry about its durability if she kept doing that.
I saw the little beauty looking inexperienced and uneasy, so I immediately started talking and told a few jokes from the real world. The innocent girl couldn't resist my attack as an experienced netizen. At first, she tried to remain reserved and silent with her head down, but soon she couldn't help laughing. Her eyes were squinted and never fully opened. I have to say that she looked really beautiful when she laughed. It seemed like she had received good education because every smile or frown showed her unique temperament.
Different from the humor in Dark Continent, combined with the fact that this girl seemed not to have seen much of the world yet, I quickly made her happy with my words. Although she still didn't dare to look into my eyes while speaking, at least now she was no longer shy or timid and more topics came up.
"Linya, according to regulations, anyone who changes their job before 30 can be called a genius? You are only 18 years old and have already become a job changer; you should call yourself a genius!"
Unconsciously, I was sitting just one foot away from the little beauty whose light fragrance had been tasted enough by me - no - it could never be enough.
Linya blushed after hearing what I said: "No way Mr.Fan! Don’t you know? It's generally faster for mage jobs than warrior jobs when changing professions. Warriors can only rely on hard training if they want to change their profession while mages need both practice and good bloodlines which is very helpful for them."
"Oh! That's how it is." Suddenly enlightened by Linya’s explanation ,my wounded heart felt better too since there was another factor involved here which Lal hadn’t mentioned before.
In fact although Linya spoke truthfully about how having excellent bloodlines could help mage jobs save time compared with other professions during career transitions，it was still exaggerated for someone to become a job changer at the age of 18. To achieve this, one would need good bloodlines, hard work and talent. There were not many people who could change their profession to mage at the age of 18; however, those who did had already become objects of admiration for all mages. Therefore, it was not an exaggeration to say that Linya was a genius among geniuses - at least she was much more talented than someone who just got lucky...