Chapter 51： , The magician historian reporter

Magician historian reporter

Finally, it's time to leave.

The idiot and the little bread, the honey pear and the walnut have been on the boat, ready to leave. The last one is Tolan. Carrying a simple duffel bag on his back, he turned his head and took a look, and got on the boat together.

"Wait a minute, wait for me... take me... take me to Master Toran"

The ship rang the whistle, and a girl desperately pushed aside the farewell crowd, trying to squeeze aboard. Seeing her like that, a magician who was about to board the ship was stunned, and quickly reached out to stop her. But just like this, the connecting plate of the ship was quickly put away.

"Ah you... what are you doing, why are you stopping me?"

Daya had restored her identity as the mayor's daughter. She looked at the poor magician in simple clothes and started roaring.

Krause frowned. He looked at the leaving boat, spread his hands, and smiled bitterly: "Miss, you don't belong to that group at all. Moreover, your love will never get results. So, still Please give up."

Dia looked at Clauser angrily. Seeing the ship carrying Tolan leave, she gritted her teeth and slapped Clauser directly.

"Who wants you to take care of what you are, take care of me? Come on, get me ready for a speedboat, I will go with Master Tolan"

The latter sentence was for the maids and servants who followed her. The servants were surprised and hurried to prepare. Seeing this moment, Krause covered his face and looked a little aggrieved.

"My eldest asks you to face the reality, really, why don't you listen to people so much?"

"If you quarrel, you quarrel, I will throw you out of jail"

Krause wanted to stop in front of Dia, but Dia not only didn't appreciate it, but gave him a kick in the crotch again, making him look pale, clutching his lower body and kneeling. At this point, he finally didn't keep his hands anymore. When he saw that the eldest lady was really planning to catch up with another boat, he gritted his teeth, stood up with the pain, and rushed forward when she was not paying attention. He held her head with both hands.

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"Sorry, as a last resort, I don't want to do this either. But..."

She simply held her head with her hands, but Dia suddenly stopped moving. She stood there blankly, her eyes blank. In the eyes of outsiders, there is no change in this, Krause is just eating tofu secretly and touching Miss Qianjin’s head.

"That is not a world that ordinary people can intervene."

Finally, Krause withdrew his hand. He picked up the simple magic box leather bag and looked at Diya. After that, he sighed helplessly, shook his head, turned around, and entered the farewell crowd...

"Miss, Miss Ship...The ship is ready, please go on board"

The maid ran back and shouted in front of Dia. But now, the eldest lady frowned strangely and looked at her maid.

"The boat...? I...why do I take a boat?"

In an instant, the maid was stunned. On this noisy pier, this little change is not a big deal...

"Ah, it's really tiring."

Krause dragged his box, wiping sweat with the magician cloak, while walking forward.

His destination is not something else, but the cemetery. On this sunny afternoon, he walked into the cemetery and sat in front of a newly erected tombstone.

No word monument.

It's not because the people in the tomb want to be mysterious. It's really because the person who erected the monument didn't know the name of the person lying in it.

Krause sat on the marble in front of the tombstone and exhaled. He took out a bottle of water from his suitcase, took two sips, and looked at the wordless monument.

"Little girl, you've been really tired all your life."

The bird tweeted, landed on the wordless tablet, and called.

"I don't quite understand your feelings. After all, I am not a woman, and I have no relatives. It is really unimaginable, with such a strong spirit, why would you end up like this now. If possible, I really I want to ask you, will you regret it?"

The breeze swayed the cypresses in the cemetery. Krause put the water bottle in the box. After thinking about it, he still felt that he should do it. Therefore, he called the tombkeeper at the cemetery, gave him a little money after giving him an order. The tomb guard nodded and turned to take his own tools.

"Look at you, poor. After you die, there is no name on the tombstone. I will ask you to engrave it now. In this way, I won't owe you anymore. In this way, I will pay off your debt."

The grave guard came over with a shovel and pen and ink, and after looking at the tombstone, he nodded at Krause. Krause smiled and gestured.

"Still man, what to write."

"Hmm...what do you write?"

lover? "

"Hahaha, you're kidding. She's just a little girl, how could she be my mistress? Just write...well...Forget it, the one who buried you was Princess Buck, and the one who erected the monument was also Buck Princess. Just write'Princess Bucks Walnut Durea Frihusley'."

The tomb guard nodded, took out the powder ground from the guiding stone and wiped it on the tombstone. After the surface of the tombstone softened, he quickly picked up the shovel and small hammer to get to work.

Krause smiled and nodded. He was sitting on the other tombstones, drinking water and taking out bread from his pocket to eat. The tombkeeper glanced at him and said coldly: "You will be cursed if you sit on someone else's tombstone and eat."

Krauzer was taken aback, jumped down quickly, nodded at the tombstone, and apologized. The tomb guard looked at this man so sincerely, he couldn't help but smiled, and began to carve the monument again.

"Right, sir. What do you do?"

"I?"

"Yes. It seems that you don't seem to be a follower of Princess Stag."

"Yes, I really am not."

"Then you are...?" The grave guard asked while carving.

"Hehehe, don’t be surprised when you hear it~~~ Although I have a fake identity as a magician, but my real identity...hehe, but a great historian."

"Historicist?"

"Huh? You seem to look down upon us historians?"

"That... sir, I've been dealing with dead people all day, so I don't care much about history. Everyone here used to be a history, but if you die, you are dead."

"But history will be left over. My job is to collect them and write them down."

"There are people in all countries, right? Who do you work for? For which country are you writing history books?"

"It has been in many countries. Do you know the history books of the Willis Federation Empire? I am one of the writers~~~ There are also the Nabru Empire, the Caton Empire and so on."

"So that's it, so you are a celebrity."

"so so."

"Then, what is the relationship between you and this young lady here? Ah, please don't get me wrong, ordinary people like me feel unhappy, so it's hard for someone to talk."

"This little girl? Oh, I met her once a long time ago. At that time, my money was stolen and I was lying on the side of the road, hungry. She gave me a piece of dough. I succeeded in surviving. Because I have no fixed place to live, my income is not fixed. Finally, I saved enough money to pay her back. But I didn’t expect that she gave me a piece of bread. , I am giving her a tombstone now."

"So... this is really a sad story."

"Nothing. There is life and death. This is the law. Is it done?"

"Okay, what do you think?"

"Yes, Not Bad."

"Sir, this lady, is this the name?"

"Ah. Mirror? Delana? Dream Whisperer. I don't know if anyone will come to sweep her tomb in the future. He...no, it should be her now. Will she come to sweep the tomb?... , Forget it, time will tell me the answer. The writing is neat. Thanks."

"It's nothing, I am lucky to know you as a historian."

"Hehehe, don't praise me, I will be proud~~~"

After dipping the water in the bottle, Krause took off his hat and bowed a gentleman's salute to the tombstone. Then, he picked up his purse and turned away.

Out of the cemetery, the sky is still very clear. Krause scratched his head and looked at his watch. After checking the time, he knew that there was still some time before the next boat. So where did you go for pastime during this time?

"Ah magician is a magician"

At this time, several children saw Krause's hat and immediately gathered around. These little guys under ten years old pulled his cloak and surrounded him.

"Perform a magician"

Krause pursed his lips, snorted, and said, "Performance? Yes, but how much can you give me if I charge for my performance?"

"The stingy magician refuses to perform any of them"

"Yes, yes, stingy, don't you know that the greatest magicians start from street performances?"

Krauzer was itchy by these childish teeth. He also raised his arms and snorted: "Since you say that, I will not perform. Anyway, my job is not a magician."

"Not a magician? What is that?"

"Hey, do you want to know?"

"miss you"

"Then let me tell you, don't tell me. Actually... I am a reporter."

"Reporter? What is that?"

"Oh, it's someone who specializes in collecting lace news and then sells it to someone who exchanges money for the newspaper."

"You can tell a story? Tell one soon"

"How can this work? My story is for money"

"Then... Then you tell us one, and then each of us will tell you a good story and let you exchange money."

"Really?"

"Of course it is true. Have you seen the sincere look in our children's eyes?"

"Uh…………"

"Alright, okay, tell stories, tell stories~~~"

Krause was pestered by these children and didn't know what to do. Maybe it's too funny to be dressed as a magician? Or is it really a failure that he is not full of "murderous intent"? After thinking about it, he finally sighed, gave a wry smile, and sat down on the spot.