"Hehe~"
At noon, at a house in a small town.
Several large tables were set up in the open space in front of the house, covered with freshly picked fruit, bread, and a few fried cereal rings. Dozens of people from the town gathered here, chatting and laughing with each other, and occasionally someone would take out a tambourine and shake it lightly, dancing to a few simple tunes.
Among this familiar crowd, three girls were particularly eye-catching and aroused the curiosity of many people.
"This is my former classmate from school." Bumansa introduced him to everyone.
"So beautiful! Are all the students at Emenas particularly beautiful?" A girl from the small town looked on enviously.
"Actually, Bumansa is also very beautiful, but she rarely wears slim-fitting clothes, so people gradually ignore her." An uncle next to her added.
"Hi, young lady, may I invite you to dance with me?" A neatly dressed young man from a small town leaned over and invited Ye Ling.
"No." Little Dragon Lady shook her head, nibbling on a piece of bread as she sat on the chair. Then, with a slightly uneasy look, she followed Roland Hill and Bumansa. Although she was very powerful, she was still a little afraid of unfamiliar social situations.
On the other side, Bumansha stood with Loran Hill and talked to the acquaintances they met.
"It's rare that Bumansa came here in person today." A lord in a dark blue suit took off his hat and saluted simply. He looked to be in his forties, with a thin and healthy build.
"Is Uncle Morgan here too?" Bumansha returned the greeting, then looked up and asked curiously.
The manager of this town is Lord Morgan, who usually stays in his mansion and rarely goes out.
"When I feel like it, I come out and do some exercise." Although Bumansa had no title and was just a baker, Morgan was still polite and respectful to her.
As a lowly noble of the empire, he had never met any great figures, but he was not as ignorant as the small-town residents. He could not fathom the terrifying strength that Bumansa possessed, for she had graduated from Emenas and even won the championship. Even if she did not hold any title, he would not underestimate such a genius.
After a brief exchange of words, Bumansha and Loranhill sat down by the wall and watched everyone laughing and dancing in the open space.
This small town, located near the east coast of the empire, is very peaceful and the local residents lead a simple life.
The afternoon sun shone on the wall, and a white cat came over meowing, rubbed against Bumansha's legs, and then continued to meow at her.
"Here." Taking a small piece of bacon and handing it to the cat, Bumansha touched its head before letting it run away.
"I want to touch it too." Ye Ling sat beside Loran Hill, bending over to look at the cat running away, with her hair hanging down against her waist.
"It will come back after it finishes eating."
The three of them sat under the shady wall, occasionally dealing with people who came up to say hello, and then chatting and watching the party.
"Sister." At this time, a young man in a shirt came over. He was about 17-18 years old and looked very healthy.
"It's Fran." Looking at the young man walking over, Bumansha nodded, and then introduced him to Loran Hill.
"This is my brother, Farlan."
Compared to Bumansa's extraordinary talent, Fran is more like an ordinary small town youth. He is now studying arithmetic and clerical related subjects in a private college in Wanglong Port. Occasionally, he will go to the Chamber of Commerce in the port to help during the holidays to earn some money.
As Fran walked in, he also saw the blonde noble lady next to his sister. She was wearing a well-fitting and beautiful light red dress, which made her stand out among the ordinary town residents.
That swan-like neck, snow-white skin, and dreamy face were even more beautiful than the daughters of noble families he had seen, and he couldn't help but be obsessed with her.
However, this kind of observation was soon interrupted by his own sister. Just a glance, the pressure in her eyes immediately reminded him of his sister's horror, so he had to shift his gaze and look at the rare girl with dragon horns on the other side.
This guy is also very good-looking. Could he be my sister’s classmate? But why is he so young? He looks even younger than me.
Before he could think about it, the young man was held on the arm by Bumansa's seemingly gentle but iron-like fingers, and stood up obediently to greet him.
"Is this Sister Bumansa's brother? They do look a bit alike." Loran Hill looked at the young man curiously, comparing their appearances.
Because they inherited genes from the same parents, the two look somewhat similar, but Fran lives in Wanglonggang and his clothing style is more in line with the aesthetic of urban youth, so he stands out more.
This is not to say that Bumansha is not good-looking, but her simple plain clothes conceal her beauty.
"I'm your sister's classmate and roommate, so you have to call me sister." Ye Ling seemed to remember something at this time and stood up with a little pride.
"Uh, okay, Sister Ye Ling." Looking at the girl who was slightly shorter than him, Fran shouted this unwillingly.
"Haha, what a good boy. I'll give this to you." Ye Ling was not stingy. She took out a beautiful pearl and handed it to Fran. She had brought a lot of these things from the Pearl Islands, so she didn't feel bad about giving them away.
"Thank you, Sister Ye Ling." Looking at the pearls that could be sold for several gold coins, the poor boy Fran was naturally very happy and immediately called out fluently.
Watching Fran walk away excitedly, Bumansha shook her head, secretly calling her silly brother, and then ignored him.
After spending the afternoon at this family's house, they returned to the quiet bakery, took a nap in the back room, and waited until the weather got cooler before going out for a walk.
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