"Ding!"
The butcher's knife was nailed to the wooden board in the middle of Evan's crotch, along with part of his pants and mage's robe. The handle of the knife trembled slightly, and the cold light reflected by the blade made the men present subconsciously tighten their legs. .
Evan, whose face was pale, felt a chill under his crotch. At that moment, he almost thought he was about to say goodbye to his identity as a male elf. The sharp blade was less than an inch away, making his heart stop beating.
It was obviously just an ordinary butcher's knife, but it seemed to have a knife-like aura like a needle. Looking at the slightly shaking handle, every shake seemed to oppress his heart and nerves. He leaned back against the car with both hands. He jumped up on the edge of the carriage, trying to get further away from the terrible knife.
"Stab it!"
There was a clear sound of tearing cloth, and the butcher knife still nailed to the wooden board easily separated his pants from the middle, creating a long gap from top to bottom at the crotch.
Evan's expression changed. He quickly clamped his legs and turned sideways to tighten the mage's robe and pants. His face suddenly turned red, and he was as embarrassed as a monkey caught stealing. His previous arrogance was completely gone.
The mercenaries looked at this scene with strange expressions. They wanted to laugh but had to hold back. Some of them had already begun to pinch their thighs.
"It seems that he is more than just a simple chef." Sivir glanced at Mag in surprise, then turned his head away silently, with a smile on his lips. The snap of Mag's fingers just now completely changed the appearance of the butcher's knife. The movement trajectory, although I don’t know if it was a coincidence or intentional, it can be regarded as a lesson to Evan.
Eva looked at Evan with his legs between his legs, and his face suddenly turned red with embarrassment. She stood up in a hurry and rummaged through her package while saying: "Master Evan, don't worry, I also brought a skirt. Yes, I’ll find it for you right now.”
"The man who was snatching the knife was stabbed with a knife and had holes in his pants. The male elf wore a floral skirt and was so shy." Amy sang softly, with a happy smile on her little face.
"Hahaha!"
The mercenaries who were still holding back their laughter couldn't hold back anymore and burst into laughter. This little girl is so cute, and her little mouth is a bit powerful.
"I won't wear this kind of thing!" Evan's face turned even redder, and he threw away the floral skirt Eva handed him and said angrily.
"But..." Eva looked at the floral skirt that was blown away by the wind and hung on the tree behind, tears already welling up in her eyes. It was her favorite skirt.
"Shut up!" Evan scolded coldly, with a hint of hysteria in his voice. He had never experienced such humiliation before, and it was in front of the girl he admired. Now he already wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in. .
Eva looked at Evan and silently sat back in her seat. Tears slowly slid down her cheeks and fell to the ground. She squinted at Mag and Amy, her eyes full of resentment. It was these two guys who The situation is like this because Master Evan talks to him like this.
"Next time you hold the knife carefully, otherwise your luck will not be so good every time." Mag stood up and pulled out the butcher's knife from the board, looking at Evan and saying calmly.
He is not a clay Buddha without joy or sorrow. He has a broad mind and a sense of tolerance. If someone bites someone in the nose, he doesn't mind asking them to wake up. This knife is just nailed to the pants, if the skin is still to be hurt. , next time, the accuracy will not be wrong.
"And next time there won't even be a skirt." Amy echoed with a serious look on her face.
"Huh!" Evan was so angry that he was shaking all over, and finally he snorted coldly and sat down again. He was the one who grabbed the knife first, but he almost cut himself, broke his teeth, and could only swallow it in his stomach. Just now It was already embarrassing enough. If the entanglement continued now, Sivir's status in Sivir's heart might drop again. He glanced at the conspicuous knife edge on the wooden board and moved his legs to the side again.
Moreover, Magna's snap of his fingers just now also made him a little afraid. Although his space magic only reached the first level, he could still change the trajectory of flying objects, but he was flying upside down before. But he couldn't change the direction of the knife at all.
The mercenaries also looked at Mag with different eyes. They originally thought that Mag was a strange chef, but his straightforward personality and upright style of doing things were more like a real knight, which made them feel more like Biël. The article is worth communicating with.
"Hello, I'm Dennis. I'm responsible for charging and acting as a human shield in the Rose Mercenary Group." The Minotaur looked at Mag who sat down again and said with a smile.
"I'm Skrow, I just rush." The strong orc sitting next to Dennis said with a naive smile.
"I'm Scott, I'm usually responsible for cutting off the queen." The stocky human knight sitting diagonally opposite said with a smile.
"I'm Sam, I'm mainly responsible for setting traps." A middle-aged man introduced himself.
"I'm Sidney, you can also call me Monkey. In addition to driving the car, I'm also responsible for investigating the situation." The thin boy who drove the car turned back and smiled at Mag, revealing a pair of neat white teeth.
"I am Sivir, the leader of the Rose Mercenary Group." Sivir said looking at Mag.
Evan turned away, the veins on his forehead pulsing faintly, suppressing his inner anger, while Eva buried her head between her legs, obviously not wanting to introduce herself or say hello.
"I'm Mag, the owner of Maimi's Restaurant, and this is my daughter Amy." Mag also said with a smile. For the mercenary, such an introduction represented recognition and acceptance, even though he had a little trouble with the elf. It was unpleasant, but he still had a good impression of these mercenaries.
"I didn't expect that you are not only a chef, but also a boss. In that case, the food you cook must be delicious, right? Then can you cook us a delicious meal at noon today?" Sidney was full of expectations. looked at Mag.
When the other mercenaries heard this, they looked at Mag with bright eyes.
"The cooking is okay. If you want to eat, you can leave lunch to me, but you may need your help to get some ingredients." Mag nodded, exchanging a lunch for a ride, this favor can be considered repaid. , the two do not owe each other.
"That's for sure. When it comes to hunting, we here are all veterans!" Monkey said with a smile, and the mercenaries also laughed.
The carriage drove forward quickly. The unicorn was a second-level monster with a docile personality. Its endurance and speed were much stronger than those of ordinary horses. It could maintain a good speed even on this rugged road.
Along the way, Mag was chatting and laughing with the mercenaries, and Amy would interject a word or two from time to time, which would cause bursts of laughter. Except for the sullen man and woman in the corner, the atmosphere was quite harmonious.
"Stop and prepare to fight."
Sivir, who was standing in front, suddenly said, and the carriage stopped suddenly.
