"? A mage?"
Shami looked at the black-haired girl with slight surprise.
He wasn’t surprised by the idea that he had the potential to beco a mage, but rather concerned that this magical girl might have used so special thod to detect the magic power within him.
Saili nodded. At the sa ti, the two exchanged nas.
"Does Miss Saili have the ability to sense whether a normal person has the potential to beco a mage?"
Shami played the innocent lamb.
"No. You can only find sothing like that at the Mage Tower. It’s just a mage’s intuition."
Saili shook her head, looking at Shami with a slightly cold tone, maintaining a sense of distance with him.
The black-haired girl had always lived in the Mage Tower, surrounded by mages of the sa status, with little experience dealing with villagers.
Now, wanting to probe information from a villager, her first thought was to forge a relationship to establish a ans of obtaining information.
In that case, the topic of mages was quite an enticing one.
Any normal villager would have a desire to beco a mage, right?
"I see a future for you, excelling as a mage within the Mage Tower."
Shami was startled.
"Really?"
Saili nodded seriously.
"So, do you want this future? Perhaps with talent and effort, you can successfully beco a junior mage."
Her expression remained as calm as ever, her eyes gently scanned the tavern, waiting for Shami’s response.
Although just a junior mage, in the Aireland Continent, where mages are inherently scarce, it was still a precious existence.
"..."
Just junior?
Suddenly, he wasn’t very interested in such a future.
The villager, secretly a demon king, silently joked to himself.
However, his current role was that of a villager, and showing too much disdain would arouse suspicion.
Shami appeared quite excited, suppressing his hands, and looked over.
"I want to! If possible, I’d like to seize the future Miss Saili offers!"
"There are too many villagers here, it’s not convenient to talk. If you want to beco a mage, co back here in an hour; I’ll be waiting for you."
Saili left an address and got up to leave the tavern.
Shami glanced at it; it was a small lake outside the village, just a kiloter away.
After a mont, he also slowly walked out of the tavern.
The villager, who originally intended to gather information at the tavern, fell into deep thought.
What does this an?
A magical girl suddenly approached him for a conversation.
Even invited him for a private eting.
A trap? Hmph, quite the unfriendly gesture!
Shami thought for a while. His information was limited, and he didn’t know that the black-haired girl was a candidate Saintess from the distant Mage Tower in the continent’s center. Nor did he know her motive for appearing here.
He only knew she ca from the Mage Tower.
Aside from that, the magical girl hadn’t revealed any other information.
Shami also had no chance to touch her to understand her personal stats.
But judging from the intel from the golden-haired and white-haired individuals, and the situation from yesterday’s peeping,
the magical girl was currently targeting Theo.
Shami made a ntal note, ready with an escape plan, deciding to accept the invitation to see if he could gather any new information.
A magical girl from the Mage Tower always gave him an uneasy feeling.
As a local villager, he had to explore how deep this outsider’s intentions went.
At the lake.
The black-haired girl smoothed her dress and sat on a smooth oval stone by the lakeside.
She took off her shoes, neatly placed them beside her, then slowly crossed her long right leg.
With both hands, she rolled down the black stockings from mid-thigh, then switched sides to do the sa to the other stocking.
She folded the black stockings and placed them on her shoes.
The girl’s fair and tender feet slowly dipped into the clear lake water, causing gentle ripples to spread out from where her feet entered.
Saili quietly waited for Shami’s arrival.
As for why she was waiting like this, it was simply her own consideration.
She didn’t have the luxury to spend so much ti getting close to an ordinary villager.
The quickest way to gain a villager’s trust was to make them smitten with her, so they would willingly spill everything.
Saili was very confident in her own body. Whether it was her stunningly beautiful face, her perfectly-sized chest, her shapely waist, or her long slender legs—all were top-notch among magical girls.
But all these wouldn’t truly allow a stranger villager to touch her, nor could she accept being seen either.
How could the body of the Saintess be so easily exposed?
The single-for-20-years black-haired girl bit her lips lightly.
This way, she could only use her allure to make the villager think ’perhaps the magical girl is interested in ’, thus willingly divulging all the information.
Indeed, this was the [Magical Girl’s Green Tea Seduction Technique for the Villager].
The girl’s feet were a private part, not shown to anyone except for those she cared about.
And precisely because of this inherent belief, a villager who saw her feet would absolutely get the wrong idea.
The magical girl aid to use this ambiguous visual impact to make the inexperienced male villager misunderstand.
Of course, it was only limited to viewing; no one had ever touched the magical girl’s feet. Dare to touch, and you’d be obliterated by a simple magical attack.
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