Those who are close to vermilion are red, those who are close to ink are black.

After Jon's earnest teaching, although Elizabeth still has not changed her innocent and kind nature, her way of looking at things is a little more mature than before.

It can be regarded as a different kind of color that has been dyed in the color of Qiao...

One day, the two came to a small town.

Exactly 27 days have passed since they set off from the royal capital.

During these 27 days, although Elizabeth took several baths under Jon's distant protection, she was still covered in dust.

On the other hand, Jon.

Clean as always.

Do not ask.

Asking is magic.

"Let's take a break for now. If you go further north, you will have to leave the country." Jon clapped his hands and sent the two horses back to the fourth-dimensional pocket.

This is not the first time Elizabeth has seen this scene. But no matter how many times she has seen it, she always feels that Lord Jon's magic and magic are really convenient and easy to use.

"It would be great if I also had the qualifications of a Paladin." Elizabeth thought with admiration.

But when he turned around, he put this thought behind him.

The border town of Leonis Kingdom is not as prosperous as the royal capital, but it has a unique stability and peace. Elizabeth walked on the street, curiously looking at the vendors on both sides of the street, stopping to stare from time to time, with a happy blush on her face.

.

"That's great." She murmured to herself.

Turning to look at Jon, "Lord Jon, let me give you something."

Jon was stunned for a moment and asked: "Do you have money?"

One sentence immediately silenced Elizabeth.

right.

Because she escaped secretly, she had nothing except the inappropriate armor.

Lord Jon is paying for all the expenses these days...

Thinking of this, Elizabeth's face turned redder - this time from embarrassment.

"It's okay, you are the princess of the kingdom after all." Jon lowered his voice and whispered at a volume that could only be heard by two people: "Just treat this money as borrowed by me. I have no other hobbies.

I just like to borrow money from others and then charge interest.”

"Interest? That's it." Elizabeth seemed to have figured it out and stretched out her hands to Jon: "Then Sir Jon, please lend me some money. This is a rare opportunity. I want to buy you a gift as a gift for taking care of you these days.

repay."

"No problem." Jon took out his wallet and said, "You can use as much as you want."

Elizabeth was a little curious. Lord Jon was obviously just a bard, but how could he have more money than when she was in the palace?

But thinking of her unpredictable strength, she felt relieved again, and said to Jon with a smile: "Lord Jon, there were some unfavorable rumors circulating in the capital before, saying that your personal ethics were corrupt, and you had sex with some ladies.

I don’t know, but fortunately I didn’t believe it.”

"This...haha, it's just some young people slandering my noble moral character." Jon lied, his face not red and his heart not beating: "The pure will be pure by itself, the turbid will be turbid by itself, the wood is more beautiful than the forest, the wind

It will be destroyed, you should understand this truth."

Elizabeth: "I understand, I understand, Lord Jon, you are indeed the embodiment of virtue!"

Jon nodded, "Yes, yes, it's me, it's me."

Others may feel ashamed after hearing this.

But who is Joe?

You cannot use common sense to guess.

Elizabeth happily went to pick out gifts while holding her purse.

The little fat girl's social experience is almost zero and she doesn't know how to bargain at all.

Whatever others say is the amount, and it's a pleasure to pay it.

Jon said nothing and watched quietly.

After a while, Elizabeth came back with a bright bird feather.

"Lord Jon, look, according to the store, this thing is a magic prop. Bringing it can increase your luck!" Elizabeth was full of excitement and couldn't wait to show Jon the carefully selected gift.

However, she was so happy that she didn't realize that the money bag tied around her waist was taken away by a passing man in the blink of an eye.

No wonder——

He was standing on the street with a bag full of money, looking like he was easily deceived.

I almost had 'I am a fat sheep' on my head.

Regardless of whether the folk customs are honest or not, there are good people and bad people everywhere.

Those who have a down-to-earth duty will naturally take advantage of others and take evil paths.

Jon smiled and took the bird feather.

Of course, it's pretty, bright, and bright. This thing is indeed not a magic prop.

He didn't care and pinned it on his chest casually.

At first glance, it feels a bit like "going to a banquet alone in a chicken feather costume".

"It suits you very well, Lord Jon." Elizabeth looked up and down and gave her positive approval.

After admiring it for more than ten seconds, she remembered to return the remaining money to Jon. When she touched her waist, she was caught off guard and found nothing.

"Eh?!" Elizabeth's eyes widened instantly.

I quickly lowered my head to look for it, but couldn't find the money bag.

"Ugh..." Her eyes were red, and there was a cry in her voice: "It's strange, I put it here clearly, why is it missing?"

"Because it was stolen." Jon said truthfully.

"Steal? Do you mean, someone just took the money bag while I wasn't paying attention?" Elizabeth asked belatedly, looking a little silly.

"This matter can be boiled down to the second lesson I want to teach you." Jon said calmly: "It's called - you must be defensive."

"It's essential to be on guard against others?" Elizabeth repeated silently.

She just took her first lesson not long ago, and the content of the lesson was 'I will not offend others unless they offend me, and I will offend others if they offend me'.

"Watch and study hard." Jon said casually, and then walked to the stall where he was just now.

When the boss selling decorations saw Jon walking straight towards him, the expression on his face was slightly unnatural, but he still managed a formal smile and said enthusiastically: "Hello, this guest, what do you need?"

"I want your life, will you give it to me?" Jon looked cold.

"This... guest, you are joking." The boss laughed dryly.

But Jon took off the bright feathers on his chest at lightning speed and put it directly against the boss's throat: "You are very brave if you dare to defraud my sister of her money."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! With his words, the gorgeous feathers suddenly burst into flames.

The scorching wave of fire rushed towards his face, instantly frightening the boss to the point of breaking into a cold sweat: "You have something to say, Mr. Magician, please don't be impulsive!"

Wearing no armor or carrying weapons, yet able to display incredible abilities, he must be a magician!

The boss said tremblingly: "It's all my fault, I will refund the money to you."

"I don't care about three melons and two dates. It's your ability to deceive others." Jon said lightly: "I just want to ask you something. Is the pickpocket just now from your town? Where does he live?

In what area are they usually active?”

"I don't know... Okay, okay, he is from the Rat Gang on the east side of the town. He usually likes to go to the bars on the east side of the mountain. I only know this much!" The boss wanted to hide it, but after all, he rashly offended a local gang and treated him like this.

It was a very uneconomical thing for a businessman, but feeling the heat coming from his throat, he decisively gave up and told all the information.

"Rat Gang? Rats, right? Turns out they are our Sunba friends." Jon muttered words that others could not understand. As if nothing had happened, he extinguished the flames on the feathers and pinned them to his chest again.

.

After being burned by the flames, the feather actually underwent a perfect transformation and truly became a magic item.

In the awed eyes of the people around him, he returned to Elizabeth and said: "You heard me, Zhendong Rat Gang, let's go back to the money bag."

"Yes, Sir Jon!" Elizabeth was extremely obedient to Jon, with the admiration of a student towards her teacher.

She followed Jon a few steps away.

After a pause, he turned back, came to the boss, and shouted angrily: "You liar, you will get retribution sooner or later!"

After scolding, Elizabeth finally lost her temper and quickly followed Jon who was walking away.

The boss didn't know whether to be funny or grateful to have saved his life.

I had no intention of doing business anymore, so I closed the stall hastily and went home to find my wife for comfort.
To be continued...