Second candy
The double rooms at the Inn are simply decorated.
The room facing the sun mentioned by the boss means that the sunlight shines directly into the room in the afternoon, and the quiet environment means that the room is at the innermost corner of the corridor and has a narrow balcony, which can only see the cramped back alley.
Evelin looked at the room with some critical eyes, but when she thought about the fact that it was only ten silver coins, she didn't want to force anything.
"Where are you going to sleep?" Evelyn turned around and asked Violet.
Violet said nothing, looking as if she would do as the emperor wished.
"Okay, then I'll sleep by the window." Evelin chose her spot.
"Yeah." Wilt lowered her head and put down the wooden box on her back.
Evelyn chose a spot and sat down beside the bed. Violet followed her movements and slowly sat down.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Vilt lowered her eyes and looked at the bed in front of her. She reached out and pressed it. The mattress was not soft and was even a little stiff, but Vilt still faced the bed with curiosity.
The slightly hard mattress didn't make Evelin show any discomfort; her attention was completely drawn to Violet in front of her.
Vilt was very sensitive to other people's gazes, and Evelin did not hide it. She raised her head and looked back at the other person.
Evelyn didn't feel embarrassed about being caught. She arched her brows and asked, "How long are we going to stay here?" After confirming that they were going together, Evelyn naturally framed her and Violet with "we".
"Stay for about two more weeks." Violet thought for a moment and said.
After answering Evelyn's question, Violet fell silent again. Evelyn blinked, trying to find a topic. She thought for a moment and said, "Just now, at the door of the Baron's mansion, I heard the Baron say that the Royal Guards are coming. I used to only see them during celebrations in the capital."
"Yeah." Vert nodded. Thinking of her previous conversation with the Royal Guard, she didn't think there was anything to be nervous about. She continued to press her palm lightly on the mattress and said calmly, "They should be here to investigate the dragon attack on the pharmacist."
"Hmm." Evelyn pursed her lips. "That evil dragon probably won't come back."
“Maybe.” Vilt said, and then she stopped moving her hands. She remembered something and looked at Evelin. “I have something to ask you. It may be a little presumptuous.”
"What's the question?" Evelyn stared intently at Vilt's expression, trying to guess what she might be asking. At the same time, she was also thinking about how to answer in a friendly and cordial manner. "Go ahead!"
"What do you think of the mattress in this inn? How does it compare to the mattress you had at home? Do you... noble ladies prefer a softer mattress?" asked Violet.
Thinking that the other party was going to ask her what she thought about the evil dragon, Evelyn had already prepared a perfect answer.
As a result, what Evelin wanted to say got stuck in her throat. She was a little surprised that Vilt asked such a simple question, "Huh?"
"If it's hard to answer this question—"
"It's not a difficult answer." Evelyn spoke a little quickly. "It depends on the situation. For someone like me..." Evelyn recalled her own settings and changed the subject. "For someone like me who has everything I want and doesn't need to inherit a family business, I'm more free and peaceful. After all, I don't have to learn how to manage a family or a business, nor do I need to learn horseback riding or physical skills. I don't need to train my body and temper my will. My mattress is very soft. If I hadn't been tested for talent when I was a child, I probably wouldn't even have learned magic.
"But for the other nobles who needed to inherit the family business...some slept on hard mattresses, while others slept on hard plank beds. This was because some noble elders stubbornly believed that strengthening the body was the same as tempering the spirit. The heirs shouldered a heavy burden, and they couldn't afford to be too comfortable. Comfort would only lead to the family's demise. Therefore, for them, the mattresses at the inn were considered incredibly soft.
"But I can adapt to the environment very easily. Don't look at me as someone who had everything provided for me before, but that was a long time ago. After I learned magic, I followed intermediate magicians to the wild to complete many tasks. In the wild, let alone a hard bed, you are lucky to have time to set up a tent. I have slept under the tent many times." Evelyn said, not forgetting to take the opportunity to praise herself at the end.
"Will all magicians participate in field missions?" Violet's attention suddenly wandered.
"Yes. This is a mandatory requirement of the Magicians Association." Evelyn said.
"...Is the princess the same as you?" Violet paused and asked.
"Same," Evelyn continued, "Unfortunately, I'm unlucky and have never been assigned to the same team with the princess. According to her teammates, she's kind and friendly, and her magic is powerful. She doesn't have any royal airs at all."
“If I had known…” Violet murmured softly. Her mood dropped for a moment, but she soon returned to her usual calm demeanor and thanked Evelin earnestly, “Thank you for telling me this.”
"You're welcome. I'm really glad that some of my life experience can help you." Evelyn guessed why Violet asked her the question.
She looked at the stupid dragon, with all sorts of complicated emotions deep in her eyes.
Evelyn didn't want Violet to notice, so she frowned.
So silly and cute, she thought.
The two of them didn't say anything else and went to rest.
In the following time, Violet either performed on the streets or was invited to give private performances, and every day was very fulfilling.
The residents of Whiterock Town are very generous. In just one week, Vilt had ten more gold coins in her wallet.
The fear brought to the townspeople by the dragon's attack on the pharmacist slowly dissipated among the crowd, but the royal guards sent by the royal city to investigate had not yet left.
That day, Violet and Evelyn finished their school performance and walked to a restaurant.
Evelyn fell in love with the pudding in that restaurant the first time she took one bite, and she went there almost every day. Violet, for the sake of economy, hadn't joined in the fun, but now, after counting the considerable gold coins in her purse, she felt she could go along and give it a try.
If it tasted good, she would kidnap the pudding chef.
Coincidentally, the restaurant and Andre's pharmacy are on the same street. If you sit by the window, you can see the knight guarding the door of the pharmacy.
As soon as Evelin walked into the restaurant, a waiter came up to greet her. She had become a regular customer here.
"Sir, nice to see you again. You brought a friend here today." The waiter took the initiative to greet Evelin. He led her to the window seat as usual and asked as he walked, "Is it the same old rules?"
"Yeah." Evelyn nodded, her eyes sweeping across the pharmacy through the window, "Two servings of fresh milk pudding, plus some extra..." She recalled what she had seen on the menu before.
"Okay, please wait." The waiter said and was about to leave to place the order.
"Wait a minute." Evelyn retracted her gaze. "I don't want to sit by the window today. Let's sit at this table." Evelyn asked for Violet's opinion in the second half of the sentence.
The seat Evelin mentioned was only two tables away from the window seat, but it was just enough to avoid being seen by people outside the window.
Violet nodded in agreement. Before changing seats, she looked toward the entrance to the pharmacy. There stood a man in armor, listening to the other knights' reports. She had seen him before: Knight Commander Jack, who had been working diligently on the dragon hunt.
Raising his hand to adjust his hat, Violet did not look away. The Knight Commander was very perceptive and instantly found the source of his gaze and looked at Violet.
Violet glanced at him naturally, took two steps, and sat down leisurely.
Evelyn had already taken her new seat, slightly surprised to see Jack so soon. Evelyn's encounter with Violet had been so simple that she had forgotten that the thing that had once worried her father and mother most was the elusive "dragon."
But who would have thought that the "evil dragon" who robbed gold and gems everywhere in the legend was actually a wandering magician who would break and crush even a copper coin.
Did she really go robbing everywhere?
"Do evil dragons... really exist? I've only heard of them in legends." Evelyn held her chin with her hand, as if her words were just an association after seeing the crime scene.
"Yes, it does. Legend has it that a dragon wants to steal the princess."
"It's a pity I never saw her."
"Seeing it might not be a good thing. Everyone is afraid of dragons." Velvet said this without any emotion.
Evelin didn't expect that her curiosity would lead to her sad story.
Just as Evelyn was about to change the subject, she heard Violet continue, "In your noble legends, what does a dragon look like?"
"The legend of the nobility... everyone's understanding of the evil dragon in it should be the same." Evelyn thought for a moment and said, she didn't think she could tell Violet about the "beware of evil dragons" education she had received since childhood.
"Really?" Violet tilted her head and smiled. "Do you think it's dangerous?"
"My understanding of dragons is probably more curiosity than danger," Evelyn said.
"curious?"
"Because I've never seen one," Evelyn said. "Everyone is probably curious about the true appearance of this legendary creature. But that's just my opinion, I don't know about others."
As they were talking, the waiter brought up the pudding and other dishes that Evelin ordered.
"Try it!" Evelyn ended the topic of the dragon at the right time, pushed the pudding in front of Violet, and began to share the food. "The pudding here is really delicious. You have to trust my taste."
Vilt had never had a strong appetite, and she had never eaten any other pudding before. She had no experience to compare it to the delicious pudding Evelyn described.
But after taking a piece of pudding into her mouth, Violet did not find it difficult to swallow. She nodded and said, "Not bad."
"As long as you like it, it's good. Try the beef and pumpkin." Evelyn actively put her favorite food in front of Violet.
Violet did not refuse to accept it all.
"The food in this restaurant is delicious, but it's still far inferior to... my previous chef." Evelyn paused slightly, "But I can't invite you to my house now." She shrugged.
"I'll treat you to a meal when we get back to Violet Academy. Some of the chefs there came from the royal palace and specialize in serving the nobles in the academy." Evelyn continued.
Violet didn't really care where the chef came from, but after hearing Evelin's words, she suddenly realized that she seemed to have overlooked a lot.
It's not enough to just have a golden house.
"Evelyn," Violet said solemnly, "Could you please tell me more about your noble life? I'm a little curious."
“Okay.” Evelin agreed immediately.
“Thank you.” Violet thanked him sincerely, and continued to think that besides Evelyn, she should capture a few more nobles, especially members of the royal family.
The two of them ate while talking. In the past, when Evelin was in the palace, she would either eat alone because her father and mother were busy, or eat together with her family, observing etiquette and never talking at the table.
Evelyn didn't think there was anything wrong with royal etiquette, it was just boring.
Now, with Violet, Evelyn would talk about the ingredients in each dish, and Violet would explain the parts of the animal the ingredients came from and how they were dissected. The two of them would then move on from food to magic, and the meal lasted a long time.
Just as Evelyn was asking Violet about some principles of magic, a noisy sound came from the restaurant door.
From her position, Violet could see the door as soon as she looked up. There stood two knights in armor, questioning the restaurant owner and the waiter.
Evelyn didn't even need to look back; she could already hear the other customers whispering, "Oh my God, it's the Royal Guard. This is the first time I've seen that."
"I've seen them for several days now. They've been investigating for over a week, and I don't know what they're investigating. They come over every day to ask questions."
"I heard that the royal family has been searching for the evil dragon. They're still not leaving. Did they find some clues?"
"If we had found any clues, we would have gone to catch the dragon long ago, right?"
"Do you think the dragon did this?"
"Who else could it be but a dragon?! Who else could have messed up the house like that?"
"But why would the dragon steal the medicine? I heard there's still plenty of gold in the basement of the pharmacy. Isn't it said that dragons love gold?"
"Is it because it was injured that it grabbed the medicine? Didn't it know there was gold in the basement..."
Violet didn't care what the other customers said next. The word "gold" instantly attracted her full attention.
Violet and Andre didn't have a particularly friendly partnership. Even the other party wouldn't tell Violet how much their secret stash of money was. She hadn't gone to Andre for the gold before, but now...
"Gold" has a fatal attraction to Violet. She is unable to think rationally for a while, and her head is full of golden treasures.
I don't know how much money Andre has in his treasury. He's been in the black market for so many years and has been hanging around in casinos without a single loss. Andre loves money like his life...
When the words "I love money more than my life" popped up, Violet pinched her palms and regained her rationality.
She did not attack Andre as people thought. The transaction between her and Andre was just a normal one. Andre was a corrupt person and chose to frame her out of desperation.
Everything stems from Andre's subjective opinion. If there really is gold in the pharmacy, there is no reason for Andre not to take it away.
Violet tried hard to move Andre's gold out of her mind.
“White? White?” Evelyn saw that Vilt was lost in thought when she heard the word “gold.” She whispered her pseudonym, but Vilt didn’t respond. Evelyn lowered her voice even more, “Vilt!”
Violet came back to her senses and smiled at Evelin, “I was just thinking about something.”
The knight left after the routine questioning. Evelyn and Violet had almost finished their meal. Seeing the knight leave, the other customers in the restaurant raised their voices a little more relieved.
The content was either "Andre" or "gold", and Evelin quickly raised her hand to call the waiter to pay the bill.
Violet didn’t let Evelin spend any money and paid the bill first, “I’ll treat you.”
"Okay." Evelyn didn't argue with Violet.
They didn't need to pass by the pharmacy on their way back. After walking for a while, Evelyn said, "Virte, did you hear what those people in the restaurant said just now? Is there really gold in the pharmacy? If there is, shouldn't the dragon take it? Do you think this is a trap set by the Cavaliers to lure the snake out of its hole?" Evelyn deliberately lowered her voice when she said the last sentence.
"But how could the Knights be so sure that the dragon knew there was gold in the pharmacy? And that it would definitely return after hearing the news?" Velvet asked. "Perhaps the gold in the pharmacy is considerable, but don't forget that the dragon has only been to palaces and castles before. How much gold can a small pharmacy's basement hold?"
Evelyn had been paying attention to Vilt's expression while she was speaking, and she breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Vilt say this.
Evelyn still remembered how Violet's eyes lit up when she heard about gold in the restaurant.
She didn't know what was going on with the gold in the pharmacy, but there were knight guards there. If they had made sufficient preparations and set a trap, Evelyn didn't want Violet to get hurt.
What Violet said means that she won't go to the pharmacy and take the risk to get the gold, right?
"What you said makes sense. I wonder how much gold the evil dragon has now." Evelyn murmured the second half of the sentence to herself. She was really curious.
Violet and Evelyn walked side by side. She had clear ears and eyes, and even Evelyn's voice was clear to Violet no matter how soft it was.
"The dragon's gold should be enough to build a pure gold castle. If the golden castle is inlaid with rubies, it will be very beautiful." Violet talked about her previous design plan.
A golden castle inlaid with rubies?
Evelyn turned her head to look at Vilt who was recalling, and then she imagined what the castle she was talking about looked like.
Hmm… Evelin curled the corners of her mouth. She couldn’t adapt to this overly avant-garde aesthetic for a while.
"But I'm just saying, that's not my money." Violet shrugged, her expression becoming much gentler.
"Hmm." Evelyn blinked.
She felt that what Violet meant by "it's not my money" was not what she thought.
As they were talking, Evelyn and Violet had already reached the inn. At a nearby intersection, a man in a black hood flashed past the corner.
The other person's figure disappeared very quickly, but Violet still caught it quickly.
That person, Violet narrowed her eyes, and her pupils stood up for a moment.
"But who would complain about having too much money?" She said in a gentle voice, as if she was talking about money.
"Virte..." Evelyn heard the hidden meaning and sighed.
All right.
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