The sweet smell of roasted chestnuts in the square floated through layers of people from afar, evoking me a long-lasting memory. .

In El City, this kind of thing is called tree rice. Wild chestnut trees can always be seen on the hills in the wild. At this time of year, it is the season for chestnuts to mature. The furry thorns become extremely hard under the sunlight, which means that the chestnuts inside have matured.

The farmers took a long wooden pole to stab all the rice on the top of the tree, spread it on the threshing ground and exposed it to the sun for three days. The hard and thorny shells will open their mouths. As long as they gently tapped with a wooden stick, the rice will peel off from the shells. If you cut the nuts that taste a little sweet, if you use a knife to cut the shells and stir-fry them in a large iron pot, it will emit an attractive fragrance.

Before winter comes, people living in Elle will go into the wilderness hills in groups to collect these tree rice. Although people there think that wheat tastes better, this tree rice is also one of the main foods for the Elle to maintain their lives.

Ryante and Fanny are wealthy white-collar families in El City. Of course, they don’t need Tracy and me to go to the mountains to pick up tree rice in the autumn.

But Tracy is always invited by friends. She will treat this kind of activity as an autumn outing and collect tree rice with friends. It is quite a happy thing for Tracy, and she will occasionally bring me with her. Usually, this happens when Fanny doesn't want Tracy to run around like a tomboy. Every time Tracy and her friends will find a hidden place, create a fire, and throw the chestnuts you picked up into the fire to burn it.

To be honest, even in the orc tribe, I have never seen such a bad picnic activity. The ten thousand trees in the fire were burned into black charcoal, but the fragrance emitted by those trees was no different.

The fragrance of roasted chestnuts floats in my mind and in this noisy square.

At this time, I saw Mrs. Alia's close-fitting maid holding a pack of paper-wrapped chestnuts, walking dexterously among the crowd. She was wearing a white sleeveless silk dress, a deep ‘V’ neckline and a belt around her waist, which made her slightly tall and thin body look plump, with her long golden hair softly draped behind her head, and she looked like a cheerful deer when she walked.

Among the people coming and going, there were always some merchants who were very active in the imperial capital. Some people recognized Mrs. Alia, but it was very rude to chat with a noble lady without confirming her identity. All the merchants stopped in the crowd and kept looking at this side.

In the imperial capital, if civilians harass a woman with a noble status, they will be subject to unsatisfactory whipping. If they say some obscene words in the process, then the stuttering tool is an oak board. It takes only three or five strokes to knock out all the teeth. Don't expect the stuttering masters of the imperial capital's judicial bureau to have any special care for the civilians.

Mrs. Alia was wearing a gorgeous long skirt imitating the court style. This exquisite long skirt would reveal a large area of ​​tall, towering chest, chest and round shoulders. Instead, two black gauze gloves spread to her elbows. On her right arm, she was wearing an emerald arm bracelet, crystal clear and magical breath, just like clouds and mist flowing in the bracelet. Under the reflection of the setting sun, it emitted a magnificent light, attracting the eyes of many passers-by.

No matter where she is, she can be the focus because she has a dazzling light.

I stood up from the bench, stood in front of her, and asked her with a smile: "Why are you here?"

"I made an appointment with His Highness Qige. Today is the day to reconcile. Every week, I have to go to the Magic Institute, but I rarely meet you." Mrs. Alia raised her delicate eyebrows, raised her white chin, and opened her sexy and bright red lips gently, and said to me casually.

I looked at her condescendingly, her eyes clear and strong confidence in a woman.

I could clearly see how majestic her chest was in front of her, and the deep grooves squeezed out by the long skirt looked even deeper and unsightly.

Mrs. Alia pointed to the paper bag held by her close maid Betty, and said to me with a smile: "I like the roasted tree rice on the Plaza of Pride, which tastes like a hometown!"

Betty handed over the paper bag at the right time. She reached out and took out a roasted chestnut that was roasted and cracked with a smiley mouth. She skillfully peeled off the shell and put it in her mouth naturally. Her snow-white teeth gently bit the chestnut, reached out to block the front of her mouth and chewed it twice, swallowed the chestnut in her mouth, and then said to me with emotion: "This roasted chestnut reminds me of the Marco town that is no longer here, and my entire childhood. I feel that the days at that time were so happy."

Mrs. Alia seemed to have recovered from the sadness of the death of Count Zimmermann, but she remembered the past, and it seemed that she missed her life in the North.

I asked her: "Do you want to go back to the North and stay for a while? If you want to go, you have to hurry up early, winter is coming soon."

She shook her head silently, and we were silent for a while.

I kept standing in front of her without sitting down, and Mrs. Alia did not stand up from the bench. After a moment, she casually reached out to cover her chest and said to me as if nothing had happened: "Just just walked out of the door of the Tower of Arrogance, and saw you sitting here in a daze, it was like coming to see you, do you have any worries?"

I smiled and said, "I was wondering how to put those lingering worries behind me and make myself live a happier life."

Mrs. Alia spat lightly and asked me: "Are you still not satisfied with the most beautiful princess in the imperial capital and the most beloved princess? What troubles can you have?"

I pondered for a moment, and walked to Mrs. Alia, and said in her ear: "...I am still a little worried, such as whether I can pass the junior inscription teacher qualification exam next month! How can I get the recognition of the Angel Boulder royal family, or how will I go in the future!"

"Many people in the imperial capital are watching me silently. If I don't perform well enough, they will point fingers at me behind me. Perhaps someone will say: Look, that person is the man who married His Highness Qige and Princess Yingli, it's not so good..."

For some reason, some things buried in my heart and never said to others were just to say something to Mrs. Alia.

She looked at me with a smile and stuffed a peeled roasted chestnut into my mouth. There was no trace of ridicule or contempt in her eyes. She just felt that she was listening carefully at this moment.

I felt that she was a good listener. I looked at the sky gradually getting darker around me. Half of the sky was burning with fire. The square of the Tower of Arrogance was shrouded in huge shadows, but more and more people were paying attention to it.

The scholars of Yekis would come over later, and the Chig's laboratory was also very busy. I had a rare time to have some free time, so I asked Mrs. Alia: "Do you want to find a place to have a drink?"

"Okay! But are you sure you can?" Mrs. Alia agreed readily, then stretched out her finger and pointed to the Tower of Arrogance.

I scratched my head and said, "I can't drink it with you too late. I have to draw a complete set of magic pattern construction tonight."

Mrs. Alia stood up from the bench with a slight smile, with a hint of smugness in her eyes, and she stood by and waited for me.

I stood up with her, stretched out my arms, she walked further and held my arms, and we shuttled through the crowd in the square.

Her close maid followed quietly.

"Why didn't you see Katerina?" Mrs. Alya asked me.

The fragrance on her body seemed to smell very nice, and she put her slender hands on my arm, followed my steps and walked towards the back street of the Tower of Arrogance.

Of course, the merchants who were secretly stopping by were clearly aware that at this time, Mrs. Alia was definitely waiting for them, gritting her teeth and holding grudges, so she retreated silently, so she could meet again in the future.

Speaking of which, Katerina is still very concerned about the matter of Trum Town. She has a deep affection for Trum. Although she will not rebuilt at the original site of the Trum stronghold, building a Trum town is also a very meaningful thing for Katerina.

These days, Katerina has been devoted to this matter.

I told Mrs. Alia: "She has been busy building the town of Trum recently. Some trivial matters have made her feel a little worried. I originally wanted to ask you to help her, but she is not very good at these shops."

Mrs. Alia seemed quite interested and said to me: "Okay, you can ask her to come to me at any time, or I will go to her. Do you want to build a town? Where?"

When she spoke, she was like a happy little girl. The hand holding my arm didn't seem so peaceful. Her whole upper body leaned over, and the plumpness and softness were tightly pressed against my arm.

I could clearly feel the heat emitted by Mrs. Alia, but she seemed to be completely unaware of it.

While looking at the taverns lined with the back street of the Tower of Pride, I said, "The Trum area of ​​Tanton, the Yero plane."

Mrs. Alia tilted her head and asked to me: "If I remember correctly, I heard you talk about the outside before, which plane was the Royal Academy of Magic organized the training this year?"

I nodded.

She asked me in surprise: "Do you own territory there?"

I coughed gently and nodded again.

She asked me again: "So, which duke is responsible for that plane?"

I replied: "Duke of Samoyed."

Mrs. Alia knew all the nobles and wealthy families in the imperial capital. Of course, she also knew the Duke of Samoyed. When she heard his name, Mrs. Alia's eyes lit up and said to me: "So it's him! No wonder before, he did not hesitate to offend Ryan Boothman, and he also stood up with a clear stand and spoke to you. It turns out that you have a large area of ​​territory on that plane, which is so big that it can build a town!"

I corrected: "It's just a small town, not a town!"

"That's great, too. I didn't expect that you are so young, you are already a little lord." Mrs. Alya said happily.

Mrs. Alia looked around with a hint of contempt in her eyes.

There are many taverns on this street, and many nobles and magicians like to come here to have a drink.

She leaned into my ear and said, "Speaking of the streets of the imperial capital are full of nobles. How many people can have rich private territory?"

Every noble with a throne has his own private territory, just like me, when I was studying at the Elementary School of Magic in El City, I also owned private territory, but there was a barren land, which could also be interpreted as a piece of land in an abandoned plane where resources had been mined. The dukes had a lot of barren land in their hands.

As for the rich territory, it is extremely precious to the nobles.

These territories require the nobles to organize their own combat teams and fight on undeveloped rich planes. The occupied territories will be dedicated to the royal family of the Green Empire and the stewards of the plane according to the "433" distribution system, and the rest belong to them.

Mrs. Alia said again: "But building a small town is a very energy-consuming thing. You are still in the imperial capital. Is it really okay?"

I walked and said, "I'll try to squeeze in some time. The Duke of Samoyed asked me to build a town within two years, otherwise I'll take back that territory."

To be honest, since I discovered the secret that the two mountain portals could be opened on the Hammer of Time and Space Shatterers, I am full of confidence in building the town of Trum. All the problems that were too difficult to solve in the past were solved because I could use the Hammer of Time and Space Shatterers to cross the cracks of time and space at any time and shuttle back and forth between the Trum area and the imperial capital.

But before that, I have to go to Trum again and remember the spatial coordinates there.

Speaking of this, I later tried to open the third portal, but it turned out that was not feasible.

Just on the corner of the back street of the Tower of Pride, Mrs. Alia stopped and said to me, "Listen to Chig, have you been drawing magic pattern compositions for the scholars of Yekis recently?"

But her eyes fell on a bar plaque with an attic. There was a row of goblets hanging on that plaque. When the wind blew, it always made a jingle sound.

"Yeah!" I replied, and then said to Mrs. Alya, "We haven't drunk together for a long time, but now you seem to be much more energetic than before."

Mrs. Alia casually tweaked her long hair in her ears and smiled unanimously, her smile was so charming.

We walked into the gate of the bar and found that the bar was decorated in a very distinctive way.

The bar is a circular room, with plenty of light coming in from many bowed glass windows, and the colorful spotlights make the floor covered with tiles mottled, making the slightly faded blanket bright and bright. Some beautiful girls in transparent gauze dresses stand on a raised platform and dance under the light.
Chapter completed!