Happy people from Blue Star

Wheat-colored skin, short hair...at first glance she is the typical image of a beautiful rural woman.

Possessing good vitality and wildness.

It’s a special kind of beauty.

Hadi looked at her strangely: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

The face that looked very similar to Aya was full of charm: "Of course I know."

She paused and said, "Don't worry, Aya is already asleep. Also, my husband is out hunting with other men and won't be back for a few days."

Hardy still frowned.

Leola continued, "Aya doesn't know much, but she trusts you, so I can tell you."

"Then come in."

Hardy opened the door a little, and then closed it after the woman came in.

"You guys are having so much fun. I heard it all from below." Leola saw Lilithina on the bed and walked over without a care. She put the pillow next to Lilithina and then lay down on it herself: "Count me in, too."

Hardy did not move, but stood looking at the woman on the bed.

After a moment, he asked, "What do you mean?"

"After you came in, you should have felt it. The air in this place has a special magical aura that makes people react in that way."

Hardy nodded.

"Almost everyone is affected, but Aya is an exception." Leola made an S-shaped pose: "Guess why?"

"This town was 'built' around Aya?"

"You only guessed one-third right." Leola covered her mouth lightly and laughed so hard that her body shook. "Aya is indeed the center of this town, but it was not built for her. Rather, it is because of Aya that we can stay here!"

"What do you mean?" Hardy sat on the edge of the bed: "Explain it clearly."

Leola came up to him, her warm breath surrounding Hardy. She leaned close to Hardy's ear and said, "If you want to know, it's very simple. Just make me happy. It won't take long. You know what I mean."

Hardy said nothing.

Leola continued to get closer to Hardy: "I am very clean, and my husband is the only man. If it weren't for those damn energies, I might not have come to you."

"How do you usually deal with this desire?"

"Find your own husband." Leola laughed. "I am relatively lucky. I have a husband to match me with. Some people in this town are miserable. Either men match men, or they have to find small animals to solve the problem."

Hadi put his hands around Leola's slender waist, feeling the elasticity of her waist. "So, you are not Aya's real mother?"

"It may be, or it may not be!"

Hearing this, Hadi sneered and said, "Are you still a vague magical body of destiny, somewhere between reality and illusion?"

"You're so smart, you guessed it right."

Hadi was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Are you kidding?"

"No kidding." Leola sat on Hardy's lap, took a deep breath, and then continued, "I have all the memories of Aya's mother, but I know very well that I am not her. I am just a magical body born from fantasy, with all the emotions and memories of someone, and also have my own independent cognition, so the final identity depends on how I choose."

"Are all the other people in this town the same as you?" Hardy moved Leola to a prone position. "Are they all the same?"

Leola felt her soul becoming confused: "Yes... yes... you are amazing. So this... is the true... human... feeling?"

"What else can you tell me?" Hardy asked.

"Wait...let's talk about it...tomorrow."

Lilithna covered her mouth and chuckled.

Hardy could only shrug and increase his output.

Maybe they were too happy, but something unexpected happened the next day. Because Leola was too tired, or she slept too well, she got up a little late, and was seen by Aya walking out of Hardy's room.

Aya's expression was very subtle at that time.

It feels like loss, and sadness, but also relief.

If there were any players here, they would definitely be able to see the expression pie chart from Aya's face.

Leola awkwardly took her daughter's hand and rushed back to her bedroom.

"Mom, you...if Dad knew about this, he would be sad."

Leola looked a little ashamed: "So you can't tell Dad, understand?"

Aya's eyes were slightly red: "But..."

"I'm helping you test how powerful Hardy, your older brother, is." Leola made up an excuse without thinking.

Logically speaking, most people would not believe this exaggerated excuse.

But Aya seemed to believe it a little.

"is it?"

No one knows a daughter better than her mother. Leola knew her daughter was easy to deceive, so she secretly breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "Hardy likes girls who are open-minded but innocent."

"Although Aiya is only a little over twelve years old now, she has lived in villages and towns for many years and is very down-to-earth. She actually understands a lot of things."

She blushed, "Really? Then do I have to dress like Aunt Susan in the future so that he will like it?"

Aunt Susan… is the local nightingale.

She usually dresses very revealingly.

"That's better. My daughter, you just need to grow up a little and come closer. Hardy won't be able to resist your charm."

"Really?"

"Really!" Leola said confidently, "After all, you are my daughter. If I can do it, you will definitely be able to do it when you grow up to be more beautiful than me."

Then Aya went to work happily.

Leola looked at her daughter who was jumping away, patted her chest, and muttered, "Such a silly daughter, I feel like she will be deceived by men in the future with just a few words. No, I have to teach her the knowledge in this area."

Aya skipped out of the room, and when her mother couldn't see her, her body suddenly relaxed.

I felt listless and very lost.

She is actually very smart and good at lying.

She just didn't want to embarrass her mother.

She recalled Hadi's handsome face and muttered softly, "I liked Big Brother the moment I saw him. My mother liked him too. It's not surprising. But my mother is too... How old is Big Brother? She's an old woman, but she can still do that to him. Humph."

Thinking of this, she subconsciously looked up at the balcony.

Hardy was not there, so she left feeling a little disappointed, and then she went outside the town to collect dead grass for firewood.

In the room on the third floor, Lilisina lay on Hadi's lap and spoke hesitantly: "Did you gain anything last night?"

"That Leola, she is alive." Hardy said with a smile, "but her spirit is not here, but somewhere else."

"What do you mean?"

"Remote puppetry!" Hardy explained with narrowed eyes, "The technique of the Great Necromancer. It works in groups, which is amazing."

"Remote Puppetry, what is that?" (End of this chapter)