No job: Check the cards, Loki, are there any problems with the cards?

"When you grow up, you'll definitely be as outstanding as Paul, right?"

Roger thought to himself, "It seems my cheap old man is quite famous in the village, otherwise he wouldn't be so well-known."

I was recognized the first time I went out.

But upon closer reflection, it's not surprising, since my appearance is somewhat similar to Paul's, and my eyebrows and eyes are about 70-80% alike.

In addition, the fabric of the clothes he wore was vastly different from the coarse cloth clothes of ordinary people.

This difference, which is visible to the naked eye, should be easy to spot.

"I never thought I was a rich kid from another world... It's not so bad." Roger smiled self-deprecatingly.

while walking.

Rogge is going further and further away.

Before I knew it, I had arrived at the bank of a small river.

The river water was crystal clear, and the sound of flowing water was gentle.

He was gazing at the water in a daze when he suddenly heard a strange sound, like the cry of some animal or the splashing of fish in the water.

Following the sound, I went closer and saw several plump fish lying in the ditch. They looked so delicious that they made my mouth water.

Rogge immediately decided to try the wild game from the other world.

He raised his hand and hurled a water ball down, the water surface exploded with a "bang," splashing water everywhere, and several fat fish were directly thrown ashore.

Soon, wisps of smoke rose from the riverbank.

Roger skillfully lit a fireball to start a fire, then placed the fat fish on a tree branch to roast it.

The fish skin, after being simply processed, gradually turns a golden brown color, and the oil drips onto the charcoal fire, sizzling and releasing a fragrant aroma that whets the appetite.

After baking two strips.

Mmm, he couldn't wait to take a bite—the meat was tender and juicy, it was exactly the picnic flavor he had been dreaming of.

It tastes even better than I imagined...

After eating one, you want to eat a second, a third, a fourth, and then you get addicted and can't stop.

Before he knew it, he had shown off more than ten of them in one go.

He patted his round belly, feeling almost bursting with food, and thought that if he could have a pitcher of ice-cold beer, his life would be perfect.

But just as he was preparing to go home...

Roger felt a strange sensation wash over him.

First, my hands and feet went numb, and my fingertips felt like they were being pricked by tiny needles. Then my skin started to itch slightly, my head started to feel heavy, and I felt a faint nausea in my chest.

Immediately afterwards, his limbs gradually lost strength, and the riverbed under his feet became as hard as cotton.

He started to walk unsteadily, his stomach ached terribly, and even his speech became slurred.

"Oh no... could it be food poisoning? Is this fish poisonous?"

They finally realized the seriousness of the problem.

Roger's face turned pale instantly.

"Wait a minute, this thing... could it be a pufferfish from another world?"

By the time he realized what was happening...

It was too late.

My steps grew heavier and heavier, and the scenery before my eyes began to spin and blur.

He managed to take a few steps toward the village before his knees suddenly buckled, and he collapsed headfirst onto the sand and gravel of the riverbank.

"I'm going to die! Damn it!"

Roger was curled up on the ground, foaming at the mouth.

As a transmigrator, he hadn't even had a chance to show his skills in the other world before he was killed by a pufferfish from that world right from the start.

This ending is just too absurd.

Roger lay on the ground, curled up in a ball, his consciousness receding inch by inch like the tide, leaving only a bittersweet regret in his mind.

Just when he thought his journey to another world was going to end in such a frustrating way.

In a blurry field of vision...

A short figure squatted down in front of him without him noticing.

A soft, murmuring chant reached my ears, like the wind rustling through the treetops, or a stream flowing through the crevices of rocks.

"The divine aura is the source of nourishment... grant those afflicted by illness the power to awaken anew..."

Roger gradually lost consciousness.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but when he opened his eyes again, he found himself resting on something soft and warm.

Tilting my head slightly, I saw a delicate face.

With her clothes and appearance that didn't match her age, the girl looked like a child wearing adult clothes.

Loli?

Do not!

At first glance, she looks to be around fourteen years old.

"Um, thank you...did you save me?" Roger propped himself up, his voice still a little weak.

Seriously... I almost died.

The blue-haired girl said somewhat coldly, "Well, it's good that you're alright now. Don't eat random things next time."

A wave of gratitude washed over Roger as he felt a sense of relief at surviving such a close call. If the girl hadn't appeared in time, he would have truly been killed by that pufferfish.

"Alright, since everything's alright, I'll be going now."

"By the way, going home alone shouldn't be too difficult for you, right?"

The girl picked up a heavy box and turned to leave, as if she were being somewhat heartless.

But Rogge doesn't think so.

At least she saved him, and without asking for anything in return.

Roger quickly got up and took two steps after him: "Wait...can you tell me your name?"

The girl turned her head and glanced at him: "Lokishi Migrudia."

“Luo Qixi…”

Roger repeated it in a low voice, feeling that the name sounded strangely familiar, as if someone had been whispering it in his ear in some corner of his past life's memories.

I've heard of it before... but I just can't remember exactly where.

"Hey! Human child, aren't you afraid of me?"

Luo Qixi tilted her head and asked with interest, "I'm a demon, you know."

Roger raised his face, his expression calm: "It is extremely impolite to show fear to one's savior."

Luo Qixi was slightly taken aback, then curved her lips into a smile and looked him over again: "You are very polite. Judging from your appearance, you must be a child from a noble family here?"

"Why would someone come to a place like this by themselves and eat pufferfish? Don't you know that stuff is poisonous?"

"What a naughty child! Don't run around alone next time, he almost got killed."

"Uh-huh!"

………………

Listening to Luo Qixi's rambling, the two walked along the country lane for a while.

Roger then realized that this Lokishi was actually a magician who had been hired by the Grellatt family to serve as their tutor.

Rogge's attitude became more enthusiastic.

After a brief conversation, Roger introduced himself: "It's a pleasure to meet you, Professor Loki, my name is Roger—Greirat."

Luo Qixi blinked: "Huh? Teacher? Why are you calling me teacher?"

"etc,"

"Could it be?!"

“Grelat?...By the way, did your family post those job notices in town?”

Congratulations on getting it right!

“Teacher Luo Qixi, from now on… let me personally lead the way for you. I know the way home very well.” Roger patted the sand off his clothes and took the initiative to lead the way.

on the way back.

Luo Qixi couldn't help but ask, "Um, your family hired me as a tutor, who are you going to tutor? You don't mean...you?"

Roger nodded: "Yes, it's me, and my brother too."

Luo Qixi looked him up and down, her eyes clearly filled with doubt, and thought to herself, "A stupid brat who almost died from eating pufferfish, how old are you this year?"