Magic Punk

It was a brown-haired girl, curled up and sleeping on the stone steps outside the fountain. Water splashed on her body from time to time, but the other party didn't notice it.

Xuan Yi shook his head.

This is the commercial district of Star City, and no unemployed homeless people are allowed to sleep here. Once discovered, they will be expelled, or even whipped in public.

Even though the girl in front of her was fairly neatly dressed, there was no real contradiction between being neatly dressed and being a homeless person.

If he was still the ANBU commissioner, it was now his duty to wake the girl up and get her out of here.

Of course not paying her enough to stay in a hotel, just asking her to get out of here.

Just like the servants outside the rich man's house tell those who are starving to stay away and not die in front of their own house.

But now he is no longer an ANBU commissioner, and the outfit he used to show off and deceive has been taken away and sealed. Now, he is actually an unemployed vagrant no better than this girl. Except for the casual clothes on his body, he only has other commissioners when he left the dungeon. Give yourself a severance package of two hundred stars.

After all, the money he made when he folded the plane at the top of the Sky Tower that night was far more than this amount.

So he really didn't want to meddle in other people's business.

However, when he was thinking like this, Xuan Yi had already walked over slowly, came to the girl, and patted her cheek politely with his hand: Hey, wake up! This is not the place for you to stay.

After all - professional habits cannot be changed in a short time.

Then he heard the other party shake his head and clearly spit out two words from his mouth: Presumptuous!

Xuan Yi smiled and reached out to pinch her nose.

This girl's appearance is not very good-looking. At best, she is on par with Qian Ying - that is to say, she is not ugly, with regular features and beautiful appearance. But if you say how good-looking she is, she is really not that good-looking.

But the girl was not so polite. She struggled hard and knocked off Xuan Yi's hand, then turned over and sat up, and then subconsciously stretched out a hand towards Xuan Yi.

I forgive you.

Saying this, she lay down on her side again, put her hands behind her head and continued to sleep. While sleeping, she murmured in her mouth. If it weren't for Xuan Yi's knowledge of Lanye Mandarin, he really wouldn't understand what this girl was saying. Jerky language.

This is an early variant of Lanye Mandarin, with a very strange rhythm.

I will hear your voice after I die, and my soul in the tomb will still rejoice.①

This is a poem, and it is a very old Lanye poem. They were popular at least eight hundred years ago. Those who are still learning to recite them today are all nobles of the Lanye Empire.

Because - it's useless except for showing off.

Where did the noble lady Lanye come from? Is it because silly and sweet heroines have become more and more popular recently?

Thinking like this, Xuan Yi first thought of Qian Ying, the real Qian Ying, not the one Jiao Yue pretended to be, and then thought of Lan Liuyan.

If it was the knight, he would have picked up the girl like a princess without any explanation and took her to open a hotel.

When he thought of Lan Liuyan, Xuan Yi's expression became slightly sad.

Although Lan Liuyan's body was sent back just out of his respect, the development of the situation made it inevitable for him to eat the other party's human blood steamed buns.

Because of Lan Zhusheng's protection, he was able to spend the most dangerous period in the Dark Star Dungeon safely.

This made Xuan Yi very unhappy.

He no longer paid attention to the unknown noble lady sleeping outside the Dark Star Building. Anyway, there would always be a real commissioner to wake her up. The other person had a background from the Lanye nobles, and might even be someone from the Lanye Mission. She Naturally, you don’t have to worry about your safety.

He hasn't had a heart attack yet and needs to take care of a silly, sweet girl sleeping on the street. Besides, he has many more important things to do.

As soon as Xuan walked down the steps and waved, a taxi stopped in front of him.

Then he heard a plop behind him, and when he looked back, he found that the girl turned over on the steps and rolled down the steps. Then she was unconscious and continued to sleep there.

Xuan Yi suddenly felt that his conscience, which had been silent for a long time, began to feel a dull pain.

If it was the previous Xuan Yi, there would definitely not be any lingering this time, but seeing that she always reminded Xuan Yi of Lan Liuyan, he couldn't help but assume what the other party would do if he were Lan Liuyan.

He owed the other party a huge favor, and originally gave her the wooden sign to repay her favor, but the other party not only didn't let him repay it, but even made himself owe her an even bigger favor after his death.

The young man calmly slapped himself lightly, then turned to the locomotive driver and made a wait gesture. He turned around and helped the girl up, and then helped her half-asleep and half-awake step by step into the locomotive. He got into the back seat of the motorcycle, closed the door, and motioned to the driver to drive.

The driver is a blond and white-skinned man from the Republic of Ste. This kind of resident is a second-class citizen in Star City. On the one hand, he is not as good as those pure-blooded Star City people, but due to the nominal affiliation between the Republic of Ste and Star City, his Bloodline is also a good pass in Star City.

At least, a pariah like Xuan Yi is not qualified to get involved in such a noble profession as driving a taxi.

This kind of second-class citizen is also an excellent lubricant for Star City. On the one hand, the pure-blooded Star City people don’t mind riding in the cars driven by people from the Republic of Star. But for themselves, as long as the untouchables can afford the money, they will reluctantly do so. ride on each other.

The premise is that you can afford it.

Seeing Xuan Yi bring this obviously drunk girl in, the driver showed a manly expression that you and I both know: Are you picking up sheep? The goods are really good this time. I know a very good hotel. Do you want me to take you there? ?”

Xuan Yi shook his head.

It's not that he doesn't want to stay in a hotel, or that he doesn't want to stay in a hotel with this girl, the real reason is just because he is not poor.

He was so poor that he didn't even have the money to let the driver take him home.

So Xuan Yi said calmly: Wudaokou bus station, get off there.

A great benefit of one hundred and twenty stars. The driver first reported the price.

The price was on the high side, but given that it was very late and Xuan Yi had brought an unconscious girl, it was actually quite fair.

So the young man nodded, took out a fifty-fifty note, and handed it out first: We'll settle the rest when they arrive.

So the three people started slowly on this old-style magic motorcycle and flew all the way to the important transportation hub between Star City and the outside world.

However, of course everything would not go so smoothly. At the first roadblock, a commissioner wearing an ANBU uniform stopped the motorcycle. The boy with silver hair and silver eyes who was obviously more professional than Xuan Yi looked at them coldly: Everybody get off the car.”

Special inspection.

①: The poem used here is also the original sentence in Roman Holiday. In fact, the scenes are somewhat similar.

By the way, thanks to Xuan Yi not knowing Ye Ya's identity at this time, otherwise he must have been the first one to kidnap the Ninth Princess to receive the reward.