Chapter 190: Meng Beiqin Village Confirms One Thing
"Good morning, Lady Salis."
"Good morning."
People coming and going greeted Salis warmly with smiles on their faces, and she waved, "Good morning."
"Lord Salis, are these two children your students?" Baker Tara stuck her head out of the shop window.
The surroundings became lively because of her question.
"A student of Lord Salis?"
"Then I have to prepare a good gift!"
"Me too!"
I don't know who suddenly shouted, attracting people to echo.
"What are your names? What do you like to eat?"
"Would you like to visit my house?"
…
The villagers were talking at once, their love overflowing all at once, making Vifiya a little uncomfortable. She felt the strength of the other party in her clasped hands, and she looked over.
The boy was not deterred by the villagers' enthusiasm, and Vifiya somehow felt that he didn't care.
However, the silver eyes staring at her were filled with anxiety.
Vifiya squeezed his hand, silently telling him not to worry.
She raised her head, looking at each villager with unconcealed affection, and said, "My name is Xiao Hui."
The boy didn't have a name, and she didn't plan to introduce them to avoid trouble.
Salis removed her thoughtful gaze and said to the villagers with a smile, "Not yet."
It's no wonder they misunderstood. They knew that Salis would often help strange children out of kindness, and sometimes she would come back to buy some food herself, but this was the first time she brought back anything.
Seeing that Vifiya and the other girl were not used to it, she said, "The two children must be tired. I'll take them back to rest first."
After she said that, the villagers no longer tried to keep her. They just told Vifiya to settle down and come to play with their children later.
Vifiya and the other two followed behind Salis. Salis introduced, "This is the village of Monbeqin, part of Lunlan County. It's where I live. The villagers are very hospitable. I hope you can forgive me."
Sally raised her hand from time to time to greet the villagers, and Vifiya saw it all.
They walked down the long road until there were fewer people. Vifiya, who had been observing the surroundings calmly, raised her eyes and asked, "Do they know who you are?"
Salis replied: "I know, you want to ask..."
"Lord Salis! Wait for me!" A shout came from not far away.
Salis turned around, and Vifiya followed her gaze and saw Tara, whom she had met in the bakery before.
She strode over, carefully holding the bamboo basket in her hands, and ran to Vifiya and the others. After nodding to Salis, she squatted down and stuffed the bamboo basket into Vifiya's hands. "You haven't eaten yet, right? This is the new bread from the store." She turned to Salis, "It was also Mom's idea."
Nora's mother, the owner of the only bakery in the village of Monbechin.
Salis nodded. Seeing that Vifiya was still hesitating whether to accept it, she said, "Take it. If you don't take it, they will take more next time."
Noila Mo couldn’t help but laugh when she heard this: “There’s no way, Mom will think that what she cooked is not delicious enough.”
Having said that, Vifiya had no reason to refuse.
She took the bamboo basket and said, "Thank you."
Nora waved her hand gently and said goodbye.
The boy reached out and took the bamboo basket from Vifiya's hand. Salis said, "Nora's mother is an expert baker in Monbechin Village. You will like their bread."
She continued to lead the two children. "You just wanted to ask, how do the villagers of Monbeqin Village, who are all ordinary people, know that I am a magician?"
"Just because magicians don't expose themselves to the public doesn't mean they are truly isolated from others."
"The village had an agreement with the magician a long time ago. The magician would protect the village's safety. In return, the magician would live in the village, and the villagers would keep the magician's identity a secret."
Salis stopped at a small house and opened the door gently: "We're here, come in."
She was about to take Vifiya and the other two into the house when she heard a girl's voice behind her: "I'm not a magician."
Her meaning was obvious: she and they were two different kinds of people.
Salis lowered her head. The girl's face was serious. She smiled softly and said, "Of course I know. Let's talk inside."
The boy looked at Vifiya, trying to judge whether she didn't want to go with the person in front of her. If she didn't want to, then the two of them would leave.
It didn't matter where they went, he just wanted to be with her.
The aroma of wheat bread filled the simply furnished house.
Vifiya was sitting at the dining table eating bread. She tore half of it and handed it to the boy, who obediently reached out to take it.
Now there were only Vifiya and the boy in the dining room, and Salis went to prepare a place for them to stay.
Vifiya concealed the thought in her eyes. Trust is a process. No matter how fast or slow it is, she needs to give Salis the feeling that she is observing her every word and action in order to achieve the process of trusting her.
After all, only trust can make an indecisive child ask an adult she thinks is reliable and reveal the secret that makes her uneasy.
But what concerned her more was why Salis trusted her, an ordinary child, so much. Was it because of Isidore?
She was not a magician, and what Salis had just said on the road was not something she could tell others casually.
Vifiya ate a few mouthfuls and said to the boy, "Take your time to eat. I'll come back to see you later."
Not knowing where she was going, the boy who wanted to follow her stopped eating, but after hearing her words, he could only continue eating obediently.
As Vifiya stepped out of the dining room, she heard Salis's voice from the side: "Did you know I was outside?"
"I just saw a shadow." Vifiya answered honestly.
"Come with me."
The wind in Monbechin Village is not like the wind on St. Fagus Island. It always blows Vifia's hair into a mess. The breeze gently caresses her face, and the broken hair that blows against her face makes her feel itchy.
"I specially opened a small balcony on the second floor. The wind here is very nice, and it's perfect for having afternoon tea." Although it is not afternoon tea time now.
Salis pushed the teacup in front of Vifiya. "I bought this near-mountain flower tea in a village near the Atesaki Mountains. It's soothing."
Vifiya lowered her head, her light brown face reflecting her own image. "Can you tell me now?"
Salis drank the cold tea she had brewed slowly, hiding the complexity in her eyes.
She was willing to tell the girl some things that ordinary people didn't know. There was no special reason for this. If she had to say it was special, it was probably because she saw how dependent God's favorite was on her.
No, not really. They seemed to be very good friends, and she had no bad intentions of breaking up a pair of friends.
To her, the girl in front of her was just a child who needed help.
However, even if she told the truth, the girl probably wouldn't believe it 100%.
"You're a child." Salis put down her teacup and raised her eyes. No matter how mature she behaved, she was still a child.
"There's no rule in the wizarding world that wizards can't have ordinary people as friends. Since you've already seen magic..." She sat up straight. "Although I have an obligation to teach him, I don't like to force things. I'd like to ask you to persuade him to become my student, and you can stay."
She looked into the girl's eyes, and she believed that everything she saw in the village was enough for her to have a little more trust in herself.
"If you're still worried, I can gather other magicians to testify." She smiled confidently, "As many as you want, I can get."
Perhaps, on the grounds that she is God's favorite, the girl will be more receptive.
Vifiya lowered her eyes, as if wondering if she was really trustworthy.
"Or do you want to go home?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Salis keenly noticed that the girl's eyes twitched.
After all, she is still a child. It is natural for her to want to go home. If the two children want to see each other, she can take them back and forth frequently...
"We... came from St. Fagus Island." The girl lowered her head and spoke softly.
Salis was stunned, and her gentle eyes turned serious.
She knew that Saint Fagus Island was a place of tolerance for abandoned people. More importantly, there was a divine power surrounding it all year round, so the exact location of Saint Fagus Island could not be confirmed.
That's not a good place.
Vifiya showed a hint of sadness at the right time. The timing was right. Because a certain sentence touched her heart, the already nervous and uneasy child would tell the truth to a stranger but an adult with a certain degree of trust.
Salis sighed inwardly. She didn't ask how or why they came out. She only asked, "Do you want to live with me?"
She can still raise two children.
Vifiya raised her head and saw Salis smiling gently in front of her, just like the one she would see in the future.
The wind blew up the pink petals that had fallen from the small balcony, and they swirled, fell, and swirled again, passing through half of the village of Montbeqin, floating through the seven days and nights after the alternation of the sun and the moon, and slowly fell on the wine glass of a tavern.
"Come on! Another drink!" The burly man grabbed the wooden wine glass and drank it in one gulp.
"Children shouldn't drink." Grandma Mopu at the bar drew the attention of the girl sitting in front of her. She put down the wooden wine glass and pushed it in front of the girl. "Try to drink."
Vifiya turned around and picked up the drink that Grandma Mopu had made for her. After taking a sip, she raised her head and smiled knowingly, "Milk and cloud honey flower."
Grandma Mopu chuckled. "Almost. How's that? My cooking skills are no worse than Lady Salis's."
Vifiya nodded and took a few more sips.
She and Isidore had been in Mombechin Village for seven days. During these seven days, Salis always asked her and Isidore to accompany her for afternoon tea. In fact, Vifia knew that she wanted them to relax.
Thanks to her introduction to the raw materials and preparation methods of the drinks to them every day, she was able to easily face the "little test" from Grandma Mopu when she came to the tavern in recent days.
These days, Salis always takes advantage of the time when she is not teaching Isidore magic to let her go out for a walk.
Although Isidore had not yet actually become her student.
Grandma Mopu was right. The tavern was indeed not a place for children. It was not a bad thing to go out for a walk. She pricked up her ears calmly and listened carefully to the conversations of the villagers in the tavern.
She needed to confirm one thing, one very important thing.
Regarding what Debbie said.
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