My Magic Age

On such a summer afternoon, when the dazzling sunlight shines through the grape racks of the pavilion and leaves a little mottled trace on the ground, the warm summer breeze passes through the grape vines and morning glory vines, and becomes much fresher when passing under the grape racks. Watching a group of maids carrying various exquisite meals to cover the stone platform in the pavilion, Lady Alia did not touch a bite, but just took a sip of the goblet by herself.

She waved to the maid next to her, and it seemed that she didn't need to speak, the maid knew what to do, put a beautiful glass in front of me, and added some ice cubes to it. Just when I thought she was going to add some golden apple wine to me, the maid unexpectedly took a jar from the maid next to her, and scooped out a spoonful of honey from it with a delicate silver spoon. She carefully poured the maple syrup-like honey on the ice, and the sticky honey slowly flowed down along the ice.

Then, the maid took a can of light red liquid from another maid behind her. It looked a bit like watermelon juice and gently poured it into my glass. The light red juice really exuded a light sweet taste. The juice washed over the ice cubes and the honey on the ice cubes. The three quickly merged into one. The honey dissolved into the juice and disappeared. Only some ice cubes were left spinning in the glass, making the glass jingle.

I picked up the cool glass and took a sip. It was really a glass of sweet watermelon juice. Drinking such a cold drink on such a hot summer day has a particularly strong flavor of El City.

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"I know you don't like drinking, so I won't be willing to put these few golden apple cider from the Zimmerman Manor collection into your stomach." The loneliness between Lady Arya's eyebrows disappeared without a trace in an instant, and there was a hint of teasing between her eyebrows. Under her charming and charming appearance, she looked extremely attractive.

She personally put a piece of exquisite pastry on my plate, holding the table knife with both hands, and when she leaned over, her chest outlined an exaggerated curve. When she smiled, it looked like a thousand-year-old iceberg was melting rapidly. I couldn't tell what kind of mood was rippling in my heart, but the mature charm of the noble woman in front of me made my heart like a running deer.

At this time, I actually thought of the first time I visited Lady Arya. At that time, Lady Arya was drunk and asked the maids to help Lady Arya to rest. When I left the manor, I always felt that something was forgotten. It was not until this moment that I realized that what I had forgotten was Lady Alia's original identity. She was the daughter of the Zimmerman family, and Zimmerman was one of the most famous golden apple wineries in the North.

So Lady Alia's alcohol tolerance was definitely not that shallow. She was just testing me at the time. Maybe if I crossed the line a little, she might wake up, and then... maybe there would be no future.

Now it seems that her exquisite and luxurious life is inseparable from these fine wines.

Lady Alia took out the prepared ice watermelon juice and put some exquisite pastries on my plate. A layer of beeswax-like luster appeared on her bright and beautiful face, which looked radiant. She had a sweet smell of linden honey on her body, which made people feel very comfortable.

After she put the cake on my plate, she just picked up a cherry from the cake and put it in her mouth, saying, "I really want to thank you this time. If it weren't for the design of the copper-gold magic rune plate and the gold solution provided by Magician Jijia, I would never have gotten rid of Edgar's entanglement."

"I think Madam is not as afraid of Marquis Edgar as I thought." I cut a piece of soft pastry with a spoon and put it in my mouth. The sweet and creamy flavor quickly melted in my mouth. It turned out that the luxurious life of the upper class nobles could eat such delicious food.

Madam Alia didn't seem to expect me to say such a sentence. She was stunned for a moment, and immediately figured out the joints. She walked down from the swing and sat on the stone bench next to me. She gently shook the goblet in her hand with one hand, looked at me with sideways eyes, and asked me, "Could it be that Magician Jijia met Edgar in the magic market of the imperial capital?"

There was no fluctuation in her light blue eyes, nor was there any embarrassment of being pierced by my lie.

I put the cake completely into my mouth and took a big sip of ice watermelon juice, feeling refreshed.

I put down the silver spoon in my hand and it made a "ding" sound on the plate. The sound was very crisp, but it made people feel much clearer.

I wiped the cream on the corners of my mouth with a white and soft silk napkin, and then said: "At the door of the Imperial Capital Magic Research Institute, he was like a headless fly, bumping around everywhere, holding a red copper mixed gold magic rune plate to sell everywhere, but I don't understand it. Many magic merchants in the magic trading hall on the first floor know this rune plate. Every day, there are still a few stubborn merchants who block the door of the research institute and ask Qi Ge scholars to sell them a magic item made from this magic rune plate."

Mrs. Alia seemed to have known what I was going to say, but she just sat beside me, listening quietly, without any excuses.

I looked at her beautiful blue-grey eyes and asked her seriously: "But for some reason, she didn't have the slightest interest in the magic rune board in the hands of Marquis Edgar. Ordinarily, there is a lot of interest in mithril runes in the imperial capital now." There is an extreme shortage of boards, and the market should not reject the substitute for the Mithril Rune Board. However, Marquis Edgar is holding this rune board and cannot sell even one. What is going on here? "

Her eyelashes were like long little brushes, wiping her eyes brightly in the blink of an eye.

She asked me: "Do you want to hear it?"

I nodded quickly and affirmatively.

At this moment, her personal maid came from the corridor nearby, walked to her side with light steps, and whispered in her ear: "Madam, it's almost time."

Maybe she doesn't know that even a softer sound will be transmitted to my ears very clearly to me. My talent for magical perception makes my five senses acuity much different from ordinary people. In my eyes, around me All of them are like people with ear problems. Although they can speak softly, they have to shout loudly. Sometimes it even feels a little deafening.

Mrs. Alia nodded slightly, indicating that she understood.

When she leaned over, she gently covered the deep groove on her chest with one hand, bit her lips as red as cherries, showed a sly smile, and said, "Then you have to promise me something. , maybe you will regret it later, but you must not blame me. "

I patted my chest and said, "Rather than regretting it in the future, I want to know the truth. Of course, I will pay for my curiosity."

She smiled at me, then tugged on my sleeves and said: "...Well, it's almost time. Let's go and pick out a small size from the Marquis's previous dress. "

The latter sentence was said to the personal maid beside me. The personal maid quickly ran out of the pavilion ahead of us.

Mrs. Alia and I walked through the cloister and walked directly to the manor castle. I asked curiously: "Where are we going?"

Mrs. Alia walked very briskly. She wore a pair of beautiful crystal high heels. She walked with a sense of rhythm. Her thick wavy hair kept swinging around along with the rhythm of her body. She said to me: "Participating in an important event." 's dance."

I said somewhat speechlessly: "Is this what you want me to promise you?"

Mrs. Alia glanced at me with her charming eyes, and immediately said: "If you don't want your promise to become so cheap, then treat this time as a gift to me. Believe me, participating in such a dance is not good for you. There are only advantages and no disadvantages, and it may become a stepping stone for you to enter the upper class society of the Green Empire."

I finally knew what kind of ball Mrs. Aaliya was going to attend, and asked her with a wry smile: "Do you want me to go with you to the ball hosted by the third prince, Prince Eric, for the Prince of Wales?"

Aaliya said as she walked: "It seems that this event is really popular. Yes, only by becoming my male partner can I take you to the ball, where almost all the young dignitaries of the imperial capital will gather tonight. Maybe there will be many people who appreciate your talent. Those powerful people may have a prominent position or come from a wealthy family. Maybe your life will become different starting from tonight."

We had walked all the way into the castle and passed through the magnificent castle hall. Behind us, Mrs. Alia and I were followed by a group of maids, and we walked directly into a dressing room that was larger than my living room. At this time, inside the dressing room There were already maids placing rows of clothes hangers next to Lady Alia. She just passed by the clothes hangers and picked out one dress after another from the hangers.

Then I discovered that the clothes I needed to wear to the ball were even more complicated than the magic pattern outfit, from whalebone petticoats to silk corsets. Even in the hottest summer, I had to wear several layers inside and out.

Standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling glass mirror, the maid who came behind me untied and took off Lady Alia's clothes one by one, just like peeling off rice dumplings. Her beautiful skin was revealed bit by bit in front of my eyes. come out.

At this time, a maid helped me take off the magic robe. I was very embarrassed to be naked and stood in front of the mirror wearing only a pair of silk bloomers. I couldn't help but peek at the incomparable beauty under Mrs. Alia's silk petticoat. She has a voluptuous and sexy body. She has the kind of sexy figure that even a succubus would be jealous of. She stood in front of the mirror, and the maid behind her was helping her tie a corset. This corset could make her The waist contour is more perfect.

It was already very tight, but she took a deep breath and asked the maid behind her to tighten the belt.

Perhaps because I was a little embarrassed, Aaliya reminded me when she was putting on the inner long skirt: "Don't just look at me, be careful of being pricked by the needle in Qiong's hand!"

At this time, I realized that at some point, my body had been put on by the maids in a set of exquisitely crafted aristocratic dresses. I was like a puppet at the mercy of others, standing stiffly and completely unaware. I moved, letting the maids lift my hands or feet, and put on the dress covered with exquisite embroidery. Standing in front of the mirror, I found that the embroidery only appeared at a certain angle.

Joan, Lady Alia's personal maid, squatted half in front of me and used very skillful techniques to correct the places where the dress was not close to the body.

At this time, Lady Alia was only one step away from putting on her long dress. She sat on a round stool, and three maids were combing her long hair. She stretched out her hand to let the maid standing beside her polish her well-maintained red nails, and said to me: "Be smart at the ball, look at my eyes, I will hint where you should avoid and where you should show some performance. If you can win the favor of those princes, maybe you will become a royal court magician in the future, who knows!"

Seeing that I was about to speak, Joan was busy changing the neckline of her dress, so she interrupted me.

Lady Arya smiled smugly and said to me, "But, you have to take some responsibility for this. We have been delayed for a while waiting for you. I will tell you the answers you want to know in the carriage. Let's go and see the ball gown I prepared for you. You are a little thinner than Colin, but it doesn't matter. Joan's tailoring skills are superb. It will take you only a few minutes to make it fit you well."

I didn't expect that the personal maid who was outstanding in both appearance and figure was actually a senior tailor.

When her needle left my throat, I turned my head to adapt my neck to the neckline of the gown, and then said to Lady Arya, "But I can't dance at all."

At this time, Lady Arya had put on the last long dress. It was hard to imagine how thrilling the body was wrapped under so many long dresses, because it was held up by the innermost corset, revealing a snow-capped mountain on the chest, and the round shoulders and large white breasts were all exposed.

She didn't mind the look I gave her on her chest, and said, "Don't worry, dancing is as easy as walking. I'll take you and you'll learn it by turning around the dance floor twice. Maybe you can even invite Her Royal Highness the Princess to dance with you."

Finally, she lifted the lace on her chest and walked out of the dressing room with me.

A group of maids followed us and walked to the front of the carriage. The coachman had already pulled out a ladder in front of the carriage. Lady Alia paused, stretched out her arm gracefully, and then reminded me softly, "A true noble gentleman will take the initiative to support a lady's arm before she gets on the carriage, lend her some strength, and make her posture relaxed and elegant when she gets on the carriage."

Okay, I admit that I don't know so many noble etiquettes. Lady Alia is more like a teacher who teaches me something that can change my behavior.

In the end, only Lady Alia, I, and her personal maid got on the gorgeous carriage. The golden magic carriage slowly drove away from the manor and headed along the lakeside avenue towards a place with bright lights.