The Mysterious Black Magician Chapter 167
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"Miss Ella!"
*Oh! It's Lady Ella!"
"Miss Ella, good morning!"
"Good morning, Lady Ella!"
When Yman and Rea arrived at The Little Market, he wasn't surprised anymore that most of the people in the market were greeting her.
Because when he arrived at her manor, Yman almost dropped his eyeball at the magnificent mansion that stood in a plain, surrounded by canary fields.
Not just that, a group of maids were lining up to greet them. And they were all calling her Young Lady.
He started getting curious about her real identity.
Nonetheless, when the people in the market saw Rea, they came to greet her. And those who could not come close had shouted just to say their regards.
She was replying to them while putting a smile on her face.
Yman found it bothersome if it was him on her shoes. So he admired her consistency of bringing up herself in front of the crowd without a slight change on her face. Maybe she was enjoying it? Or perhaps, she was used to it already. Yman thought so.
Regardless, it amounted to his suspicion that she was living in a different world than him. What he meant with 'a different world' was the family stature she was living. He couldn't help feeling inferior around her.
This was the same feeling he felt whenever he was around Almina Amulet. The disparity between rich and poor.
But Yman felt that Rea was more than that.
Nonetheless,
He was at his normal human figure at the moment. With his messy brown hair that was gradually fluttering whenever the wind strokes it.
Currently, he was standing slightly behind her.
Before coming here she told him that it was fine if he was in his human form.
So Yman didn't bother disguising himself today. Just as she said, no one was bothered by his appearance. Some of them showed curious faces. But that might be because he was standing relatively close to Rea.
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Some of them raised a question about him and why he was together with her.
Rea eagerly said that nothing was going between them and that he was just a friend of her. But it only made them more suspicious the way she decisively denies it.
Yman remained quiet and put a gentle smile on his face. He wondered if she didn't find it troublesome to be surrounded by many people. In any case, all he can do presently is to stand quietly.
Sistela was on his shoulder overlooking the different kinds of Demihumans hoarding around them.
He didn't lower his guard and secretly sent a small bird to scout and some Fire Doll bees. He also let some enhanced ants and small spiders crawling around.
When the people around noticed that she was holding an empty basket, most of them handed some of their products but she refused politely.
After everyone did their greetings, they finally let her go.
They walked towards their destination but before they reached it, "big sis!"
"Good morning, big sis!"
"Big sis, where are you heading at?"
"Hey, young guys, how are you?" She said.
Some children came to greet her.
Rea had to bend her knees and stroke their head and made a mild conversation with them. He heard her chuckling a few times before the kids bid their farewell.
Sistela stated.
"Mhm!"
She said with a teasing tone.
"Haha, I guess I am," Yman replied. Well the place he came from was not the place where they raised him to become kind to children or people. It was a hellish place that taught him not to feel remorseful even when he took someone's life.
He was simply there waiting for her. Stood like the bodyguard should be. When the children left, he asked, "do you like children?"
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"Wha-what-what are you thinking about?"
Yman's mouth was hung open when Rea was overreacting to his question.
"In any case, let's proceed?" He asked right away to draw away the misunderstanding that might happen.
After she nodded with a sigh, they immediately went to look at one of Rea's friends.
He forced a smile and followed closely.
"Why haven't you let one of your maids do the errand for you?" He asked.
"I'm in the mood of going out. And... I miss strolling around this area."
Yman glanced around him. The place wasn't so big. The road was only as big as three carriages traveling side by side.
And only a few stall vendors and consumers were strolling around. Just one would expect in a little market. But still, they numbered around one hundred or lower.
"We're here."
He heard her.
They stopped in front of the store with the sign of 'The Little Garden'.
"Mhm!"
"Let's go then," Yman said and about to push the wooden door when something from inside made a dull sound.
Based on the sound, it seemed like something from inside had fallen and broken. Then it was followed by a woman's voice. "Please stop!"
Yman and Rea glanced at each other before he deliberately pushed the door.
"Oh there it is, you said you don't have any of this kind," said a man's voice.
When Yman and Rea entered the room they saw a bearded man. It was a human of about 20-25 years old. Together with him were three other people. The other people were of different Demihuman tribes.
In the human's hand was a piece of an herb. It has a yellow color and the leaf formed like a three-leaf-clover. However, each leaf was an oval shape.
The herb was as tall as his finger and the leaves of it were as big as the half of his finger.
But his attention was taken by the slight aura that was exuding from it.
The leaf was radiating a green luminous.
Aside from the four men, they also saw a girl. Based on her feature, she was possibly as old as Yman and Rea.
"Aspe!" Rea shouted.
The girl who was picking up the broken pieces of the vase lifted her head when he heard the familiar voice.
"Miss Ella?"
Rea frowned upon seeing her on the brink of crying.
"What happened?" She asked and trotted to her friend's side.
"So-Sorry Miss Ella, the-these people took the Repeller Herb…" Aspe said.
Aspe has dog ears, and possibly from a Dogmen Tribe. Another type of Demihuman.
After hearing her friend, Rea threw a glance at the person who was holding the herb.
"Give it back!" Rea yelled.
"Ufufu!" The guy chuckled. Together with his men. "Look, it is Miss Ella." Sarcastically said the man while making a bowing gesture.
Rea raised a brow.
"Miss Ella, before that, my young master asked me an errand to deliver you a message."
"I don't care, just give me the herb!" She yelled once again. More annoyed at these insensitive people.
The herb was important to the whole village.
Yman was standing at the back, listening to them. While Sistela was wondering why they were trying to acquire in their possession the piece of an herb.
She asked while tilting her little head towards her partner.
Yman squinted his eyes. He too was wondering about this so-called Repeller Herb.
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