Dressed As a Magic Jellyfish [Western Fantasy]

"Why are you here, Lord Nightingale."

Yuffi started her questioning. The female magician calmly assessed the magician who claimed to be the "Nightingale" on the other side. The name was obviously a pseudonym, and the voice was closer to the elegant accent of a nobleman, but his behavior was not as if he had been educated by nobleman.

This Lord Nightingale had been taught by a high nobleman, but he had not experienced the manners and manners of a nobleman, so she could only suspect that she was a magician secretly cultivated by a certain high nobleman.

This kind of hidden magician who can't see the light is not uncommon. Yu Fei can't feel the strength of the other party. Her magic touches the vortex of the deep sea, and it is bottomless. Lord Nightingale's strength is obviously much higher than hers. Magicians of this level cannot be cultivated in secret. The resources they need to reach this level are enough to exhaust all the wealth of a high-ranking nobleman.

Yu Fei himself has been close to the barrier of the lamp-level magician, and then only needs insight to break through to the flame-level.

And much stronger than her, only the stronger flame class.

I don't know how Yu Fei can make up for his strength and level, but Mo Ye made a relaxed gesture: "I came to Marcia for no reason, just because I want to come, I will live here for a long time."

"As long as you remain kind to Marcia, you can live as long as you want." Yuffi continued to ask, "Then please continue to answer my question. What region or other country do you come from?"

"I don't want to answer this, I should be able to refuse to answer some questions?" Mo Ye directly chose to refuse to answer the question of his own background.

There was a moment of silence, Yuffi thought for a while, and finally chose to compromise under the weight of rights and interests.

"Of course, you have the right to refuse."

"What kind of magic are you using, and what level is it?" Yu Fei continued to ask. Mo Ye had already figured out how to answer her question. She looked at Yu Fei's eyes and showed a slight smile. She replied:

"I am a spiritual magician, and my class is ‘flame’."

After countless years of tempering, Mo Ye's spiritual sea has already bottomed out, and it is absolutely impossible for anyone to see her true strength. She has long asked Odder about Yuffi's class, the top of the light level. If she wants to be unfettered in Marcia, she needs to be stronger than Marcia's strongest.

Rhein has only one star magician, and that is [Moment] Your Excellency Wilton.

However, there were more than thirty people in the Flame level, not too many, but not too few. Mo Ye's disguise was not conspicuous among them.

Yu Fei was confirmed with her own thoughts, the flame-level magician was not something she could contend with now, and her attitude was obviously no longer so tough.

A faint smile overflowed on her face. As she waved gently, a small stream of water was rolled up in the mage tower to swarm a roll of bundled parchment. Yuffi caught it, unfolded it, and placed it on Mo Ye. Ask her to watch in front of you.

"I have confirmed your attitude towards Marcia. Finally, please sign this contract and you will be able to officially have Marcia's legal status. Of course, you are an official magician, and I grant you Marcia the honor as a lord. The seat of lord."

The Lord is not equivalent to the official title of Christon, but a special position with certain privileges in the area. The Lord has no territory and no knights. Only the policy benefits of the area have priority and the right to visit the lord will not be rejected.

It can be said that all the nobles of Marcia generally have the post of lord.

Yuffi is obviously very savvy. Even if you distinguish the Lord Mage from ordinary people, it seems to be given a certain preferential treatment, but this preferential treatment seems pitiful.

Mo Ye looked at this contract, not so much a contract, as a contract that could restrict the magician.

The yellowed sheepskin scroll is cut neatly, and the black font is engraved with light magic patterns. This contract is also from an official magician. As long as the contract is signed, it will be restricted by the content of the contract above. , Magician is also not listed.

On the parchment scroll, the characters with magical power are written:

One: The magical abilities that the contract signer cannot formally increase without the permission of the lord.

Second: The signatory of the contract shall not commit criminal acts in Marcia.

Third: The contract signer needs to abide by the regulations set by Marcia.

Fourth: The contract signer needs to restrain his servants and is not allowed to condone his servants to violate the law.

Fifth: The contract signer is not allowed to build a mage tower in Marcia.

First six: The contract signer is in crisis in Marcia and must help.

…

A series of rules are mostly used to restrict foreign magicians. The slightly harsh stripes are obviously not a problem in Mo Ye's eyes. She simply signed her name below: Nightingale.

Her name is fake. Of course, she still covered it up a bit, transforming Nightingale into: Nightingale.

It looks like it is true, and there is nothing unusual about this contract. Yuffi really thinks that this is Mo Ye's real name. After all, the contract cannot be wrong. She carefully placed the contract and was very relieved. .

This contract also came from the hand of a flame-level magician, and the restraining abilities on it, as well as the level of the magician, could not break free, and the Lord Nightingale was no exception. The official magician after signing the contract is no longer a potential threat to Marcia, but a help in times of crisis.

Yu Fei's attitude was much more real. She thought Mo Ye liked this drink, and generously passed the whole pot over.

Mo Ye doesn't care about this contract. Her name is fake, and she is not a magician. What does the restriction on the magician have to do with her being a jellyfish?

nonexistent.

The thoughtful relationship between the two people is much more harmonious. Mo Ye drank Yu Fei's syrup juice before leaving her.

"You don't need to send it, Your Excellency Yuffi." Mo Ye asked Yuffi to resign. She was as usual when she came, gently lifting the skirt to prevent the water from getting wet, and the water on the ground led her the way.

"Goodbye, Lord Nightingale, I will send you away. You are also welcome to come to my mage tower in the future. If you need help, please come to the mage tower to find me." Yu Fei controlled the water flow and the magic circle, and moved Mo Ye Teleport back to the first floor of the Mage Tower.

Through the currents of Marcia, Yu Fei looked at Mo Ye's departed back, and she didn't know whether such a high-level magician came to Marcia.

…

Mo Ye left the Mage Tower and was about to go to other places in Marcia.

Through the spiritual link with the bubble, she saw that she was looking up and staring at a small food store, which should be a food store...it only sells all kinds of pancakes and brown bread, which looks very simple.

Little Barton was standing in front of this shop, eating a big pancake with relish. He was a fisherman who likes this kind of food. It's not hard, it tastes good, and it's cheap.

"Ode, do you eat?" Little Button filled his stomach, by the way, he asked Ode, who was standing by and waiting for him. Of course, he didn't dare to ask about bubbles. Miss Bubble looked so beautiful that she should be sitting in a high-class dining room and eating the best white bread.

The best and most expensive food in Barton's consciousness is white bread, which is soft and sweet.

"No, you can eat..." Odder refused directly. He could just take it when he was on the sea. He didn't want to eat this kind of crude food when he was on the mainland. He thought for a while, and then asked about the well-behaved and silent bubble held by him: "Miss Bubble, are you hungry, do you want to eat something?"

Foam shook her head, and she sensed that Mo Ye was approaching in this direction. She raised her head and finally showed a small happy expression. The corner of her mouth was gently lifted, and the faint smile did not look like a fake doll. She took Raod's hand and motioned for him to look over.

"Mom's here, Ode, let's go to mom's..."

"Is Miss Nightingale here?"

Odder was taken aback, how did the bubble know?

He quickly realized that Miss Bubble is not a complete existence, but a child of Miss Nightingale. Thinking of this, he glanced at Bubble with a slightly complicated look. Does this child really have self-awareness, or is it all? Controlled by Miss Nightingale.

This is the mighty power of the spiritual magician, even the spirit and soul can be controlled.

He concealed the shudder in his heart, and did not dare to expose his thoughts in front of the bubble. Perhaps Miss Nightingale could see his actions at this time through the eyes of the bubble...

Indeed, seeing Odder's uncertain, stiff, fearful, panic, and composure look through the foamy eyes, Mo Ye couldn't help but pause, she couldn't guess what Odder was making up for with the big eyebrows.

"...Barton, don't eat yet, let's meet Miss Nightingale."

Through the perspective of the bubble, Odder barely recovered his previous look. He urged Barton to stop eating the cake, and let the bubble lead the way and walk towards Mo Ye.

"Odder, do you know where Miss Nightingale is?" Little Barton ate the pancakes as he walked, and followed Odder's pace, he asked with some doubts.

"Miss Bubble knows." Odder replied.

Mo Ye stood by the water canal in the trading area, waiting for two servants and bubbles to come and meet her by a wooden bridge. Her hair color and pupil color were different from ordinary people, and she was extremely conspicuous among the crowd of mostly black, brown and gold.

"That one, is the Lord Sorcerer that Byrne said?"

"It looks like it should be. The blue hair is very similar to our Lord Yuffi's!"

"Should she be relatives to Your Excellency Yuffi...?"

"It's so good-looking, it seems that Lord Mage is so good-looking!"

Whispering, although he lowered his voice, it still passed into Mo Ye's ears.

Marcia's folk customs are obviously very bold. Although they dare not blatantly watch a magus, it's okay to pretend to look too much.

In Mo Ye's eyes, the two girls walked past her arm in arm. They faced the front as if they were extremely interested in the opposite shop, but they squinted at Mo Ye's face. They have been in this circle six times, and Mo Ye understands their routines, pretending to go shopping, it is really onlookers.

In the shop not far from her left, squatting behind the counter with only half of her face and eyes peeking at her, she walked around and around, the number of onlookers was still increasing, and even those patrolling in armor. The soldiers couldn't help shaking in front of her several times.

Mo Ye felt that the sight of the crowd was so conspicuous that she couldn't do it even if she wanted to ignore it.

"Can you stop watching, I can still remember your faces..." Mo Ye sighed.

You can't fight, you can't get rid of it, this is against the law, so you can only admonish them, otherwise she won't have to go out in the future.

"If you look at it again, I'm going to be angry. You wouldn't want to see the magician being angry..."

The crowd onlookers stiffened for a moment, and when they were discovered, they looked at each other a few times, facing Mo Ye's increasingly gloomy expression, they finally disappeared.

Lord Mage is angry, let's run faster! Your Excellency Yuffi was so cold that they had a chill in the winter wind...

Mo Ye saw the uncle in the shop beside him still squatting there, as if he was hiding well.

She walked over slowly, and in the uncle's gradually stiff expression, gently tapped on the counter in his shop. The uncle seemed to be scalded. He jumped up and jumped to the backstage with a pleasing smile on his face. He hurriedly waved to Mo Ye, "I didn't watch it, I really didn't watch it!"

Mo Ye snorted and looked at the items in this store. Some dimly-lit shops had wooden counters on top of which were piled up with layers of short leather rolls ranging from light yellow to light gray. She realized it was what.

Paper exists in this world, but it is extremely expensive and scarce. Books made of paper will only be enshrined by nobles and magicians. Mo Ye saw a wall of paper books at Yuffi's. Most of the paper pages were yellowish and rough. The papermaking in this world was backward and controlled by the powerful, without the slightest leakage.

Common people can't afford paper. They record books made of leather rolls made of all kinds of fur. This shop is called a leather roll shop.

It is an alternative bookstore.

Mo Ye opened a paper scroll, in which the handwritten font was twisted and twisted. She scanned it down, but it was an introduction to the noble family of the Christon country. Even this kind of document would be recorded and sold. She felt quite interesting.

She closed the leather roll and looked at the shopkeeper again, "How do you sell this leather roll?"

"Which roll do you like, take whatever you want..." The shop manager met her gaze, and subconsciously put on a flattering smile. The price of a roll of skin rolls is still affordable for him, and he will give it to the Lord Magician to save her to herself. Don’t lose your bad impression!

"I want it all, pack it for me."

"...?"

Mo Ye put the leather roll in his hand back on the wooden stand and waited for the manager to pack it. She looked at the uncle's pale and stiff figure for an instant, but she couldn't help bending her mouth, and kindly explained to him:

"Hurry up, I'll pay the bill."