Volume 1 Chapter 5 Part4 (1/2)

Last chapter recap: Aofeng gets into trouble with a mercenary company when selling her gains and encounters some good hearted Samaritans.

Some minor translation changes: “Family” when referring to magic beast such as “Tungsten Wolf Family” is now “type” (ie. Tungsten Wolf type).

“Sky Magister” will become “Celestial Magister” from now on, and previous mentions will be changed.

Chapter Four In the Bar

Aofeng did not want to say too much and shook her head. The people from Wild Wolf Mercenary Company had fled, and she had not exposed her strength. Then this would be that.

The beautiful youth in the white robes was undoubtedly a genius to be a three-sword senior magister. There were only a rare few that reached the rank of senior magister at this age. Unlike Aofeng who had reached it in one go, this process was a slow one of acc.u.mulation for others. The youth’s status was extraordinary to possess a spirit magus beast. An adult spirit magus beast that had been would be priced out of the range of ordinary families.

But this had nothing to do with her. Even if they were not here, nothing would have happened to Aofeng. There was no need for her to be grateful.

“Hee hee, such an cool man, this prin … … miss likes you.”

The adorable and lively young female did not mind Aofeng ‘s aloofness. Her large eyes turned into crescents as she introduced herself. “Cool Guy, h.e.l.lo, I am Mo Ling, my brother is Mo Zhu, we are temporarily in charge of this Hyde Corporation store. We apologize to you for encountering such an event today at the store.”

After Aofeng turned her gaze away, there was still a tinge of red left on the white-robed youth’s face. He said to the female server, “Haley, go get a top magister robe, and inventory the bag of magic crystals. Then help this young master get a crystal card and put the money on there.”

“Yes, Third Young Master,” Haley acknowledged.

Crystal card, this was like the bank card used in modern times. It could be used to store large amounts of money and was used frequently in transactions between people in higher social strata. Cash could be withdrawn at any place, and it was easy to carry. However, it would take one hundred obsidian to register and obtain a crystal card. The white-robed youth was giving Aofeng a favor.

Mo Ling seemed to be fourteen or fifteen, but she wasn’t afraid of strangers. She seemed to be a girl that had seen many situations before. Her speech flowed freely. While the white-robed youth blushed when people stared at him, he was very good at interacting with others, and won Aofeng’s positive feeling with just a few words.

Aofeng nodded at the two to signal her gratefulness. She took a sip of liquor and still did not speak. Everyone found that from the time of the incident to now, this youth had not put down the Cerulean Mist in hand as though the Wild Wolf Mercenary Company was insignificant.

“Don’t pretend to be cool. An useless young magister. You almost got beaten to death by that Wild Wolf Mercenary Company after stealing from them. If Third Young Master had not saved you, your head would be separated from your body. You aren’t even grateful. Ling’er, why are you paying attention to a person like this?” A young male about eighteen or nineteen appeared behind Mo Ling. He was looked at Aofeng with a hostile gaze. He seemed to dislike Aofeng ‘s aloofness. This person also had a silver badge on his chest, he was a one-sword senior magister.

The male’s gaze when he looked at Mo Ling was especially heated. The reason that he was hostile towards Aofeng could be imagined.

Mo Ling rolled her eyes at him and said unhappily. “Yu Fan, what nonsense are you speaking. This young master did not steal anything. You saw those people as well, don’t slander people.”

“Slander him?” Yu Fan’s eyes widened in shock. He snorted and then raised an eyebrow at Aofeng , asking, “Boy, speak, you were the one that killed for all of these magic crystals?”

As he spoke, Yu Fan thought inside, this boy’s magus beast looked to be a normal Tungsten type magus beast. The other didn’t have a badge, and probably wasn’t even a seven-sword magister. It was a dream to say that the other had killed a nine-star magus beast alone!

Aofeng propped her head on her hand, her eyes lidded as she enjoyed the elegant flavor of the Cerulean Mist. She didn’t even look over as though she didn’t hear the male’s words.