Run a Bakery In Another World

When Sheila stepped on the floor from the stairs, the office area in front of her was a bit shocked.

Howard walked towards the humble office desk, while Sheila looked around at the arc-shaped bookcases that circled around one after another. Not only were they filled with books, but many small labels were also exposed on top of the books. , Obviously there are many books here that have been read by the old man in front of them. Sheila thought that Monica had lent her enough books in recent years, and she thought she was very good, but she could be only one percent of the old man in front of her, uh, or Is it one in ten thousand?

Howard was already sitting in the office chair. He watched Sheila staring at the bookcases, and asked, "Is there anything you want to see? Speaking of which, Monica often comes to me to lend you books. These books may be some. You have already seen it."

Sheila looked at Howard in shock. She was wondering why Monica’s magic book had some obscure notes, but once she understood those notes, the essence and key points of the whole book were completely absorbed. She has been I thought it was Monica who wrote it down, but she didn't expect that she was just a porter of knowledge. No wonder when I asked, Monica began to severely reprimand her for her own research. Now she seriously doubted whether Monica hadn't read those notes at all, so she couldn't say anything.

Sheila muttered in her heart, but her face was slightly red, "Thank you, the president, it turns out that Ms. Monica has been borrowing books from you. It's really troublesome for you."

"I've always been very happy to have juniors borrowing books." Howard gave a faint smile, and soon he said again, "I came to you this time to ask you about Karin. Karin has been reluctant to come. See me, please tell me about the causes and consequences of this incident."

Sheila nodded, and talked about Karin's affairs and what happened that night. She said very carefully, including the time when the magic seed on Karin had fallen. It was very important to Sheila, and it was proof that others could not put a hat on Oser in the future.

After hearing this, President Howard nodded solemnly. He asked for more details, and then a piece of paper slowly floated in front of him, filled with the words Sheila had just said.

Seeing the suddenly falling paper, Sheila looked at the top of Howard, and there was a crow holding paper and pen with wings. This...Is this a familiar?

Howard looked at Sheila with a face full of shock and speechlessness, and said in a gentle voice, "This is my demon, called Frank. He is a clever crow. He is good at taking notes. There is a book you read. It also helped write the notes in this book."

"I'm also good at opening doors!" Frank said in a standard continental language.

"..." Xi La's mouth twitched stiffly. She thought it was the gate talking, and later thought that someone was using the gate to pass the message. Now she knows that it was a demon who was talking and scolding Sanner for being bald.

Wait, this devil seems to have seen her a long time ago? Is it the time Monica pretending to be Howard? Time is a bit long, she can hardly remember, dare Monica even "borrow" his crow in order to pretend to be Howard?

But no matter what, Sheila felt that for the sake of Monica's reputation, she still shouldn't mention the previous things. She was a little curious and asked, "Why does it talk?"

Howard smiled and said, "This is Karin's heart-wrenching enchantment gem. It was originally used to interrogate prisoners. Frank took it as a talking gem. By the way, this gem is already the third one. Wait. It runs out of energy, and he is afraid that he will be speechless again."

When Frank heard Howard's words, he snorted and said in a slightly rough human voice, "Frank is very sad, and I will be depressed if you mention it again!"

"No, you have to talk about it. The little girl in front of you is also an enchanter. Maybe she will have a way to help you speak in the future."

Howard's words made Sheila shook her head quickly and said, "Sorry, I am not as good as Karin enchanter, I am just enchanting a bread."

"Enchanted bread is already very good. It is a useful and delicious magic. Speaking of which, why have you not sold enchanted bread in the past few years?" Howard put his hand on his desk and watched sitting across from him. The girl asked.

"Oh, you know, I got into trouble in the forest incident a few years ago." Sheila explained embarrassingly.

"Don't mind the little girl, the powerful force will naturally occasionally have a small accident, as long as it does not endanger human life, not to mention, you were still young at the time." Howard said with a smile.

Sheila was a little touched in this kind of defense for her, "If the president allows, then I will start selling enchanted bread in the future. I was afraid that I would cause trouble for the president by selling it indiscriminately."

Monica once said that the president had quarreled with the principal of the magic school to protect her. Now that the president looks so serious and serious, it is really hard to imagine how they quarreled. Sheila feels it now. Very guilty.

Howard blinked his eyes lightly and coughed lightly, "Of course it’s impossible to sell your bread. Monica has shown me your bread, and I even studied it. The most terrifying thing here is that all People and powerful animals are treated the same. To know the degree like me, I can barely claim that I have touched the rules of magic, can change the structure and composition of magic, and even create magic. And your bread long ago Monnie When the card was sent, I could still melt it into magical energy to make it invalid, and now your bread is not in its premature state before, resulting in..."

Howard paused slightly and said, "Even if I am at this level, it is difficult to decipher... You just said that you used bread to hinder Karin's actions. I am afraid that your bread has successfully entered the belly of the magister or even the holy magic. Can hinder their actions."

"Ah, uh, have you got my enchanted bread?" Howard is a holy magician, one level higher than the magician, Sheila heard Howard's words like flattery, she changed the subject a little nervously.

"Of course, didn't you sell it to Murray? His dad is a secret line of the Magic Association, and he sent one to me when he looked interesting." Howard casually stabbed Murray's father's identity, which made Sheila moved to be touched. Trust also feels that Howard has a kind of... weird feeling to say this information so casually.

Sheila didn't speak yet, Howard said solemnly, "If the dark forces know your bread, it's so magical that it can be targeted at the Holy Magic, and even they won't be able to crack it. I'm afraid you will be in danger."

Sheila shook her body and looked at the solemn face of Howard with some helplessness. When Oser, who had been protecting Sheila indifferently by the side, heard this and thought of the possible accident, he frowned, suddenly She felt that the troubles around Sheila were no less than him.

"Your bread can be sold, but it must be screened by the association. It is best to hide your identity. In other words, you must not do face-to-face business. Otherwise, you may be caught by someone at any time. I found the horror of it." Howard thought for a while and said again, "Fortunately, the bread you hung at auctions long ago was rough, and there is no magician to look at, but you can't do that anymore. NS."

Hearing Howard's words, Sheila was a little grateful that she decided not to sell bread after discussing with Monica in the past five years. Otherwise, before the trouble of Karin, she didn't know if other troubles would happen.

Sheila was more afraid of death and trouble. When she heard that it would still be so dangerous, she persuaded, "Then I won't sell it."

Anyway, she provided Oser to ensure his safety. She was satisfied. The family bakery made a lot of money every day, and there was no need to sell enchanted bread to attract danger.

"..." Howard regretted that what he said was too heavy to scare the little girl, and he added stiffly, "The dark forces are always sneaky, thinking about things, and the magister is stiff by your bread. If you live, you will also have a variety of protective arrays. It is not so easy to be defeated by you. As long as they think clearly, you are not too dangerous."

"No, thank you guild leader. In order not to cause trouble for the guild leader and myself, I won't sell it." Sheila promised earnestly.

"..." Howard's temple was a little bit painful, he coughed lightly, "The Association has bought the crystal ball for you. If you sell it, the Magic Association will discuss and decide your affairs together, it may be a bit sad, you see..."

Recently, the price of the crystal ball has been increased to 50,000 gold coins because the great magicians are too busy to produce it. This is really a big deal.

Sheila stared at Howard in astonishment. Although the guild president in front of her looked serious, she could still vaguely see the flickering in her eyes.

Sheila finally understood what President Howard said. It probably meant that the bread was too bad for her to sell casually, but she could hand it over to the Association, and the Association could allow her to sell it secretly behind her back. Isn’t it great to help her pick a good seller? As for who the seller is, I want to know that it must be someone in the association or someone who wants to help the association. This is equivalent to buying out Sheila's right to accept the bread. They decide how to buy it. After thinking about it, I think their method is really good.

Howard didn't know that Sheila's clear face had already understood their thoughts and operations. Shouldn't ordinary little girls happily accept such a seemingly win-win business? Why did the little girl in front of her instantly understand their hidden thoughts.

This decision was negotiated by Howard and several old antiques in the Magic Association. They said that they would scare the little girl because they were afraid that the Holy Magic Director would mind or something, but in fact, most of the Holy Magic Directors were in their association. They knew this. Under the circumstances, it is aimed at the juniors, and I am afraid that they will not lose this face.

There is no such thing as fear of bread that a few old antiques have. Although they know that there is such a thing, they must have many ways to crack it and eat into their stomachs. Throw it 100% into their mouths? You can blow it up when it flies!

They think they can give these breads to the juniors who have dangerous missions to defend themselves. At their age, there are too many filial juniors around them, and there are too many children in the church. If they can buy these, the output will not be high. The enchanted bread gives them multiple layers of protection, so it’s not impossible to bother them less and make some slippery tactics.

I just don’t know that these old antiques know that Sheila has a bread called "100% hit rate bread", will they still be so calm?

It's just that the output of this bread is not high, and Sheila didn't intend to sell it. Although the Magic Association’s approach is equivalent to controlling the buyer and even earning some intermediary fees, it saves her trouble. Sheila felt that as a member of the Magic Association, she could approve the method of selling only to members of the Association.

Sheila thought for a while, and then looked at Oser. The latter did not think about the many twists and turns in it. Since she doesn't have to sell face-to-face, the problem should be much smaller, so Oser nodded casually to show Sheila likes it casually.

Since Oser felt that the problem was not a big deal, Sheila nodded and said righteously, "That's hard work. It's just that my bread output is not high. I believe you know this from Monica. A piece of news, so there are not many in quantity, and the price will be more expensive."

"This is okay. The buyer will naturally refer to his choice based on the price. The Magic Association just confirms that he is eligible to buy." Hearing Sheila's answer Howard finally felt relieved, he took out the prepared crystal ball box and placed it on the table. Pushing to Sheila, said, "This is your crystal ball. Buyers will contact you if they need it in the future."

Sheila put the heavy box into the storage ring. She raised her head to look at Howard and said sincerely, "Thank you, President, for worrying about me."

No matter what, Howard's move is also for her sake, and Sheila can still feel the kindness in it.

Howard nodded and asked, "How is Karin's body now?"

Sheila shook her head in frustration when she heard Howard's question, and said, "The enchanter in Magic Street said that the situation is not very good. I have sent her blood to Alvin. I don't know if Alvin can do anything about it."

"You are very good, Karin is not to blame. Sanner also showed me the magic circle in the room at the time. That magic circle... is so evil, the Wallis family really needs to be rectified." Howard frowned slightly.

"I know that the magic seed acts on the most evil part of human nature, but Karin only wants to get enchanting magic, although she wants..." Although she wants her hand, Sheila is a little unspeakable, but still Continue to talk to Howard, "Anyway, I know Karin is not a bad person."

After all, she knew exactly how terrifying the power of the Demon Seed was.

"You are very good!" Howard smiled. Although sometimes kindness is a burden on humans, no one even encourages magicians to be kind, but seeing a pure and kind-hearted child in the magical world always makes people feel warm. , Howard really likes this little girl in front of him.

The expression in his eyes became milder again, turning back to the topic just now, and said, "You are right to find Alvin. If he can't find a way, then he is basically powerless." For good reason, Howard has a relatively weak view of life and death, but the younger generations who are familiar with and valued have to leave first, and he is still a little confused.

Sheila saw that Howard was thinking a little bit, and did not answer the conversation, so she stood with Oser and watched Howard meditated for a while.

In just a few seconds, Howard quickly realized that there were two waiting children in front of him. In fact, although he had been talking to Sheila, he paid attention to Oser who was silent from time to time. He could feel When Oser’s attention was on the girl next to him, the dark attribute on him was very strong, but there was no sign of demonization. On the contrary, it was exceptionally pure. A sensible and calm dark demon could gently attach to him. On the surface, it seems to be floating in the dark night.

Howard's conversation turned abruptly, "Moore is my student, do you know?"

Sheila nodded when Howard saw Howard speak again, "Moore had said it." In fact, Moore told Oser, and then Oser went back to tell her about it, but the process is not important, it is important. The thing is that Sheila knew about it as early as the first day she knew Moore.

"I also arranged for him to go to Magic Street. I originally wanted him to have a good rest. I didn't expect him to tell me that he met you, so I let him stay and get along with you for a while." Howard said lightly.

"Oh, we are glad to meet Mor." Sheila smiled slightly.

"Hehe, Moore also praised you again and again, it seems that you are seeing the right eye, but he often talks about it, it is Oser." Howard smiled inexplicably and looked at Oser. "He told me that if Orser is not dragged into the association when his current level is still average, he will be too lazy to join in the future because of his character."

Howard's words made Osser raise his head. He looked at Howard in surprise, knowing that any organization that cares about reputation would refuse him to join it for fear of accidents, just like... Aaron's royal family.

Oser knew in his heart that, a long, long time ago, Howard told his father not to touch magic. The more he learned about black magic, he would probably know Howard's kindness, yes, kindness. Dark magic really makes people feel more and more ruthless and lack of feelings. He has asked Hansen a long time ago. After checking the information, Hansen told him that darkness represents Quiet, in a silent world, naturally there will be no desires and desires.

So Howard, who told himself not to learn black magic, must also know this clearly. But Oser was unwilling to accept his "good intentions". Since it belonged to his ability, he never decided to learn it. It should be him, not someone else.

Oser followed Sheila, as quiet as a background board, which actually represented his respect for Howard.

He thought he would be disliked by Howard, so he didn't say much, but he didn't expect Howard would say such things.

"Very few people can make Mohr's evaluation like this. I asked him to get along with you for a few more years. Who knows that his evaluation of Osser is getting higher and higher. The more subjective things he says later, the more objective it is. fact."

Oser didn't speak. He looked at Howard's eyes, so deep that he could see him thoroughly, and he frowned uncomfortably.

"So, I specially prepared this for you." Howard had a small badge in his hand. He threw it gently, and Oser received it accurately, and he looked at Oser solemnly. "I think you know what this means."

Sheila looked at the badge in Oser's hand. It was a symbol that was only available to members of the Magic Association. Sheila was a little happy. The Magic Association’s protection was well-known. If Oser joins, it will be an extra layer of protection. What happens in the future , Maybe you can ask the Magic Association for help.

However, compared to Sheila’s joy, Oser was startled, but soon, he put the badge back on Howard’s desk blankly. This scene made Sheila sadly grabbed Oser’s arm. , But it can't stop him at all.

Oser has always been cold and arrogant in the eyes of outsiders, but at this time he calmed down a little and said, "Thank you, but I'm sorry, I have no plans to join the Magic Association."

Howard narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Oser and said, "Are you not confident?"

Oser's body stagnated, just five words, but he understood Howard's hidden meaning, but he kept his mouth silent.

"When you were young, or I thought I was a little bit self-righteous, I always felt that it was easy to go the wrong way, or not to go, but now I find that you are walking very well, your dark magic is very pure, it is well-behaved and quiet. , Sensible and guarded, I thought you had grown into a good appearance, and I had the confidence to get rid of my self-righteousness. Originally, I wanted to apologize to you, but it seems...not necessary."

Howard paused, and then said, "I just didn’t expect that both Moore and Sheila have such confidence in you, but you can’t even guarantee yourself. Have you never thought about it, if one day you really can’t hold on In order to understand the principle, it is not the Magic Association who suffers first, but the friends closest to you?"

Such straightforward and heart-wrenching words made Oser frowned and looked at Howard. Oser shook his fists, then slowly raised his hand and grabbed the badge on the table into his hand.

Howard smiled and admired, "This is good." However, Howard blinked his eyes with perfection, "By the way, to remind the adult members of the Magic Association to help complete the task when the Association needs it. Or help deliver the message, you are welcome to join."

Sheila, who was excited when she saw Oser received the badge, had a meal at this time, curling her lips and looking at Howard. And Oser was a little indifferent, he couldn't be more familiar with the task.

"Of course, there are tasks and rewards." Howard opened the file on his desk and said, "Well, you really have to go this time. I have a lot of work to do."

"Okay, I wish you good health, President." Sheila took out a large bag of bread prepared by Cook, smiled in Howard's slightly surprised eyes, and took Oser out of Howard's office area.

After they left, Howard slowly opened the bag, and a sweet scent puffed his nose. He looked at the white bread with nuts on it, and took a bite.

Howard knew before that there was such a famous bakery in Magic Street, but he had never tried it, and probably the younger generations thought that he had devoted himself to studying and disliked these pretty things in flowers and had not respected them. The previous good luck bread was eaten in one bite. Howard thought it was a magical taste. Unexpectedly, this big bag of ordinary bread was so delicious. Howard was nearly 300 years old, and he was surprised by the smell of milk here. Can't get out.

No, besides asking Sheila to sell enchanted bread, she also has to ask Sheila to sell ordinary bread to the Magic Association. How do you feel that this kind of big, delicious and filling bread is more important than the small enchanted bread that has no two bites? too much!

Oh, no, Sheila's family is opening a store, just buy it directly in the store, he has to order several of his students to take turns to line up at Pat Bakery every day, and they have to buy it back every day!

The soft bread is very suitable for the mouth of an elderly person like him. Howard is more satisfied with the food. After eating, he suddenly remembered that he had to contact Alvin. He quickly wiped the oily hands and took out with Alvin. The crystal ball of the text.

It's just that his hands weren't particularly clean, and holding the crystal ball was a bit unstable. He thought he would "slap" and fell to the ground, but he was firmly caught by a crow with its claws.

Frank used his **** eyes and stared at Howard's bread, the meaning was very obvious-quack, exchange the bread for the crystal ball!

The scene was deadlocked for a moment.

The author has something to say: Wangen, there will be QAQ tomorrow