Chapter 007 is truly delightful

Do mages steal bread

His limbs were still somewhat numb, and Arnel cautiously sat up from the bed. Those damned soldiers didn't know how to go easy! It was just a piece of white bread, not a big deal at all!

Oh

This damned fellow has brought shame upon himself

Aner sat at the table, staring blankly at the bowl of clear noodle soup that wafted a faint aroma, a type of food he had never seen before

Anerl is eating with great difficulty, as his face is injured, marked with bruises of various shades, looking quite pitiful

Seeing this, he simply put down his chopsticks, picked up the bowl, and gulped down the entire bowl of clear noodle soup in one go

Then I suppose you should apologize to me

Seeing that Anel had almost finished eating, Bruno finally spoke up and asked, "Are you really a mage?"

His stomach unexpectedly growled, and it was only at this moment that he felt the hunger in his belly, after all, he had not had a full meal for several days...

Upon hearing this, Bruno lifted his head, glanced at him, and then had Shabi bring over a steaming bowl of noodles

You can also enjoy the best delicacies in the territory

Taking advantage of the moment when Anel was gulping down his noodles like a whirlwind, Bruno quietly observed the young mage who had been captured by the guards.

Bruno, standing by, was left dumbfounded; this fellow... is a good-for-nothing...

The well-informed Anel, upon observing Bruno's way of eating, began to imitate him, striving to use the two wooden chopsticks to pick up food. However, as this was his first attempt, he appeared particularly clumsy.

The dignity and decorum of the nobility must not be tarnished

This is absolutely impossible

Aner has given up; he feels that he can no longer communicate with this unpredictable lord. Is it too much to ask for a modicum of respect? After all, I am a duke-level noble!

Where is this

"Noodles." Bruno replied casually while picking up a few strands of noodles with the newly polished chopsticks he had instructed the carpenter to make, bringing them to his mouth

I can give you gold coins, and I will give you double.

I am a noble mage!" Arnel gritted his teeth and insisted

However, Anel's original intention to retreat was halted when he caught a whiff of the fragrant dishes.

He saw the noble who had struck him with a punch

Then ... ...

Moreover, he is the son of the Duke of Luen in the western part of the Garrison Empire! ... Although he is merely the least esteemed illegitimate son ...! ... he is not someone that ordinary nobles can treat lightly!

"I need a decent reward, at least five gold coins a month." Arnel slumped wearily in the chair

After all, the other party should also be a noble, and communication between nobles should be relatively smooth... Just as this thought crossed his mind, Anel suddenly shivered and came to a halt

As soon as the door was pushed, it opened, and there were no soldiers guarding outside. Anel leaned against the cold walls of the castle and slowly made his way towards the stairs

His stomach growled once again, and the feeling of hunger overcame his fear of the unknown noble. Thus, like a soldier about to face the execution ground, he resolutely walked towards the direction from which the aroma wafted.

What is this ... ... thing

Anel Brad could only feel as if there was a dazzling light flickering back and forth before his eyes

Three meals a day, including accommodation and meals

After much effort, I finally opened my eyes against the glaring light. It turned out to be the midday sun streaming in through the open window, bringing with it a rare warmth reminiscent of winter.

Anerl secretly cursed in his heart

... ...

I... can I eat something...

It is truly despicable

... ...

Delicious ... ... Burp ... ... One more ... ...

My own teacher is one of the most renowned archmages in the western part of the empire, yet the lord before me merely said "oh"... Shouldn't he be surprised? Shouldn't he show respect?

You stole my bread

It turns out to be just oh ... ...

In an instant, Arnel could not help but feel a surge of anger, his eyes wide with fury as he strode directly towards Bruno, even his originally painful legs seemed to improve significantly at that moment

"Deal." Bruno nodded with a smile

You stole my bread

You stole my bread

Oh ... ...

Vaguely, he only remembers that he seemed to have been struck in the face by a fierce and menacing individual with a punch, and then he lost consciousness

I haven't eaten for several consecutive days

As a noble apprentice of a mage, apart from having been reprimanded by his own mentor, has he ever been treated in such a manner?

He struggled to open his heavy eyelids, but he could not manage to do so.

Aner almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, does this person even know how to speak

I am so hungry

Anerl felt a heavy fog in his head, as if a thousand-pound lead block was pressing down on him, firmly pinning his head to the pillow

because he suddenly realized that what he was facing... seemed to be a noble who did not play by the rules of common sense

Oh

Gulu

On weekdays, which nobleman he encounters is not graceful and radiant? Who would come up and knock someone down with a single punch?

To hell with the dignity of the nobility, I need to eat!

In fact, prior to this, Bruno had always held a sense of awe towards the mages of this world. After all, in his inherent impression, mages were supposed to be those elegant, handsome figures who could cast spells with a mere gesture. However, the individual before him was at best just a good-for-nothing... This completely subverted Bruno's perception of mages.

At this moment, Arnel felt completely dazed, his thoughts a tangled mess. His nose was still aching from being hit, and any slight movement caused some pain, likely due to the tearing of the wound

Having eaten and drunk to his fill, Anel let out a burp, tilted his head back, and said with a hint of self-satisfaction

But when he approached the dining table, he could only yield to the hunger within him

It is this guy

When is this

My father is the Duke of Luen, who guards the western border of the Empire

Just as Anel was secretly grumbling in his heart, Bruno finally spoke: "Since you have such a distinguished background... why do you need to come here to steal bread? Have you already stolen all the bread in the West?"

You actually let the noble son of Duke Luen, the esteemed apprentice of the mage, do work for you! You are simply delusional

Sitting upright at the large dining table, enjoying delicious food

Of course. My full name is Anel Brad, and I am a disciple of the great mage Gran Golvin

Indeed, as a count on the fringes of the empire, although he is also a noble, Bruno's understanding of mages is extremely limited, as most mages are concentrated in the most prosperous central regions of the empire. The person before him, who can be described as the only individual he has encountered who might have any connection to mages, is quite the fool.

"Why not... you come work for me to pay off your debt!" Finally, Bruno spoke up