Creator's Steam Fairy

Chapter 208 Adventure Story

"Try it too."

Luria dragged her cheeks, and wanted to match a glass of wine like the teachers of the Natural History Society... Once in the wilderness, Alice drank her a few sips of red wine, but she only felt that it was sour and bitter. , now facing Fufuku's craftsmanship, he suddenly understood the meaning of the existence of table wine.

Paula carefully tasted a little bit of each, covering her face and sobbing as she stared at each other. Since she was a child, she had only eaten meals cooked by her mother and Miss Abigail...the former had neither delicate ingredients nor cooking skills. Patience, but hastily made it edible; the latter always thought it was delicious, but now I realized that it was just the original deliciousness of 'expensive' ingredients... Compared with Miss Jorgensen's craftsmanship, it is quite A big one destroys the original deliciousness of the ingredients.

Abigail cautiously took a little of each food and tasted it one by one. After a moment of silence, she blushed and removed the food she had prepared, intending to pour it all down to feed the useless rabbit.

As for Jorgensen...Miss, she admitted that the other party was only edible, not useless.

People said it was casual, but they really cooked it casually for more than ten minutes. Although there was a lot of noise, these three dishes probably had a level that she would never be able to match in her life.

"The stove's firepower isn't very high..." Fufuku paused for a while, but continued, "Actually, I'm pretty good at cooking, especially seafood."

Speaking of being good at it, it doesn’t make much sense. The employees of the Natural History Society are a stage to realize the dream of a great warrior, and they are just part-time workers. Fufuku’s full-time job has been working as a chef in a hotel called Vanilla Pier in Heraklion. .

strong?Weigh the pot.

Great at cooking?She doesn't think so, grandpa always doesn't like to eat the dishes she cooks, and always goes out to buy fried chicken secretly, maybe this is the reason why the skills used to make ends meet can never be as radiant as the dreams in his heart.

At least, she felt that she was a better fighter than a cook.

"Miss Jorgensen, please stop talking." The housekeeper raised her hand to interrupt her, "Just let me know what ingredients you need, and the kitchen will be yours from now on."

There is nothing embarrassing about making this request. Abigail calculated that Fufuku's food intake was enough to hire a cook, and she also felt that if she could keep the young lady at home for dinner with her skills, even if the cost of ingredients doubled Can save more.

Fufuku's Abby's practical ranking has risen, jumping more than 100 levels from the lowest level that is comparable to rabbit beauty, and will even surpass the fashionable flush toilet.

"Anyway, have a snack party tonight, Abby, bring wine and juice!"

Loria patted the table to decide the impromptu activities for tonight. Seeing that the little girl Paula was crying, let her have a good meal.

It's not that Miss Fenmao herself is greedy!

liquor?Fufuku's eyes lit up, how could a hero's legend be accompanied by good wine, she happily got up and walked to the kitchen, ready to cook some simple snacks, for the first time, she felt that cooking was a pleasant thing - Grandpa does not She loves to eat, although some guests will praise her, but that is her livelihood.

Now these little girls liked it and made her happy.

Paula moved the collection of snacks on Luria's face. These can be taken and eaten casually, but if you touch the other three places where she hides snacks, the always gentle lady will immediately blow her hair...Of course, The most important thing is to pretend not to know her final secret collection under the bed, even when cleaning, she must find a way to put it back as it was.

A sense of security is very important to a girl. Paula kept in mind Miss Abigail's teachings, and understood those candies as the source and guarantee of Miss Abigail's happiness, just as Miss Abigail was the source of her happiness.

She cleaned those candy jars repeatedly every time, and she worked especially hard so that the young lady would not stain her skirt or hang her hair when she got under the bed to eat candy.

Abigail lit the fireplace, and Loria threw colorful balls of light everywhere. Fufuku, who was the shortest but was actually an adult so she could drink, was slightly drunk, as if the cup in her hand was no longer It is a special product of the fallen Zambia, but the legendary winter spring fire wine that can make people grow taller.

How did it come about?She began seriously making up tales of her own adventures.

Swallowed by a whale, falling from the ground to the sky, saving a wayward princess, who sees money as dung.

Loria was taking out small dried fish from the small bag, and seeing Fufuku's stupid look, it was difficult to connect her with the cautious and modest chef a moment ago.

Maybe even a fool should live seriously, hide every unrealistic dream, dress up as ordinary, make dull imitations, and read boring lines.

Inexplicably, she remembered that Gu Gu said that the flowers in the glass ball can grow into a world.

It would be noisy, but at least for now, she hoped it would be a place where all the Fufuku could be as silly as they wanted.

We are all fools, and we don't have to pretend to be smart to puff our chests out with pride.

……

It was noisy in the distance, and for a creature with too good hearing, the women who could always chatter together were really annoying to the rabbit.

Tumei came out of the forest patting Mao's belly. Compared with the poor Fenmao living in a large rabbit hole, its restaurant was too luxurious.

The pure natural large area is super transparent in all directions, and the greening rate has even reached an astonishing 90.00%.

Today is human food, Tumei rubbed her belly and looked at the food in the bucket, that pink hair is the most greedy, it should taste better than rabbit rice?

Picking up a scone, Tumei opened her mouth wide and stuffed it in one gulp, choking before she could even taste it!

Unable to swallow, spit out, or chew, he finally slammed his head into a tree and shattered the cake with external force.

Bah, Tumei spat it out in disgust, her mouth was filled with the smell of sawdust, is the pink hair poor enough to add flour to the wood to eat?

How could this compare to Rabbit Rice? While feeling more and more pitiful to Luria, Tumei was also a little surprised - Fenmao gnawed on wood like this, but gave it thick and chewy vegetable leaves and aged fragrant oats?

For a moment, Tumei was a little moved.

Although Fenmao often finds it to play scary games and throws it on the tree with a smile, at least it never skimps on its rabbit rice... The ingredients are exquisite, and three barrels a day are enough.

Kicking the bucket down, Tumei squatted on the ground and carefully rummaged through the spilled food, almost all of which were 'wooden cakes', except for a few scattered raisins, which were all picked up and eaten by him.

The pink hair is good, it must be bullied by the No. [-] maid who often looks at it in a daze with a butcher's knife.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, Tumei didn't bother to pan for gold in the city anymore, a noble concubine lay on her side on the ground after getting out of the bath, grabbing grass casually and stuffing it into her mouth.

So hungry.

Angry.

so boring.

Chapter 209 The beginning of the revenge story

In the middle of the night, a poor poor man with a long journey, ragged clothes, and a dark face collapsed in front of the only open tavern in the town. place.

No one knows what kind of misfortune she has encountered, but from the fact that her arms are not dirty, it can be seen that this is a very young woman.

Those who are still awake have no care or sympathy, but stay away from her in disgust. The cholera a few years ago still scares the residents of the town, and the priests of the church always preach that it is a nightmare brought about by a dirty environment and unclean hygiene habits. .

Although they tend to disdain to mutter a few words that these hypocrites are just the mayor's accomplices, trying to extort money from them with an expensive new water supply system... But they always listen to a few words, dirty is not good.

But who is born willing to be as dirty as a stinking pig in the mire?Dirty is just a symptom that comes with poverty, and only poverty is the biggest disease.

So, they concluded, it was always right to stay away from the poorer beggars.

It's just that some people are dazzled by alcohol, forget the philosophy of life, and choose to attack those who are weaker.

As weak as a woman who was about to die, she was dragged by the hair of two skinny men into a deserted dark alley, and she didn't even have the slightest strength to resist.

Some cursed, but only cursed.

Who made those two ruffians not easy to mess with?

I just hope that those two idiots don't kill anyone, otherwise the policeman's questioning will take a lot of time... Time is money, and half a day's time is exchanged for sixpence wages.

Cheers to the great Queen.

They talked about the new news in the newspaper again, and said with a smile that if they had money, they would always go to the city to buy an excellent viewing position, so as to pay tribute to the coffin of the Duke of Wellington.

Only a few minutes later, the beggar-like dirty woman appeared at the door of the tavern again. She squinted her eyes and walked very slowly. It took a long time to reach the front desk, and it took a long time to spit out 'water and bread' in a dry voice. '

Looking at the bloody pennies on the counter, the shopkeeper had a minimal smile on his face, and quickly brought water and food. Maybe he suddenly figured out something, so he sent half a pancake and a small dish of sugar.

The crowd was surprisingly unanimously silent for a moment, which is a respect for the ruthless people.

"Thank you."

The young down-and-out woman thanked her, and then buried her head in the wolf. Everyone is familiar with this way of eating. It is the tyrannical desire for food of people who have fasted for too long.

But at least, it has rarely been seen in recent years.

Cheers, to the decapitated Louis, it was him who gave everyone some comfort during countless painful nights... at least better than brother Louis.

In the 'Favorite Gallian' vote in The Moon, the Bretons and West Seas were in rare unison - everyone loved Brother Louie.

The topic changed quickly, and it was time to ridicule the declaration of "Never Fight Between Buga and No More".

Who would believe such nonsense?

This feud can be seen from the fact that he was beaten by the Northlanders and guided the Northlanders in the direction of Gallia.

Soon, the atmosphere became high, only because it was time for the traditional Galia joke, the joy didn't last long, and was interrupted by the muffled sound of beating the chest.

The down-and-out woman choked after eating.

It took a long time for her to recover, took a long breath, and whispered to the shopkeeper: "Those two people, if you go now, you can still be saved."

She turned and left, and after walking a few steps, she turned around and asked, "Do you know where there is an optical shop?"

Highly short-sighted, she was tied up in an uninhabited forest for several days. After enduring the deepest humiliation and suffering, she crawled out of hell.

Who is it that would so cruelly abuse a beautiful young girl in her youth?

Parel swears that he will take revenge on that lying kid.

……

At about the same time, on the east side of the distant continent, the morning mist mixed with smoke and dust floated among the ruins.

For a long time Estella stood facing north with her ordinary longsword in her hand.

"You still don't trust me, and even bothered you to follow me all the way."

"You don't even believe this." Flora yawned and turned from the broken arm behind, "If you don't believe you, why would you ask you to be little Loria's teacher?"

Estella was stunned for a moment, then turned around and bowed slightly towards Flora, "Sorry, respected Flora, I am not targeting you."

Flora's words made her feel much better, and Loria... being able to get close to 'her' daughter, it would be too hypocritical to say that she doesn't trust her.

"You have detoured far enough, go back, Estella." Flora yawned sideways again, "You guys are too good at staying up late, just keeping up with you will cost me half my life."

"I respect you, Flora."

Unlike Dorothy, who always has a perfect smile on her face, but no one knows what is going on in her heart, in Estella's mind, Flora is the truly gentle and amiable person in this world." But I don't agree with your approach, how many times should such a tragedy be repeated before it can move your heart?"

She pointed to the fallen corpses everywhere in the ruins, especially the young mother holding the child.

"Maybe I've seen it too many times." Flora didn't smile, and didn't look at Estella, but only looked at the stones on the ground, "You don't agree with your sister's actions, but we have our rules. "

"I really don't agree with their idea of ​​radically interfering with human beings, but why are they obsessed with the outdated dogma of not participating in disputes between human beings? As long as we are willing, we can prevent countless tragedies from happening."

"Young man..." Flora muttered in a low voice and sighed, "There is no middle way in this world that meets everyone's ideals. In order not to make bigger mistakes, we should stick to the original rules."

"Even you are like this? Flora." Estella's tone was disappointed and resentful, she raised her long sword, "Then she shouldn't have sent you to stare at me, you are worthy of respect, but you Definitely not my opponent."

Flora froze.

It's all right to be bullied by my idiot sister every day, why would anyone dare to come up and make fun of her?

Even little Loria was yelling at her—but I didn't hate it... I'd rather say, ahhh, so happy!

"Unfold, Star."

Ordinary long swords turned into tiny rays of light lingering in the mist. Estella clenched her fists and said seriously: "I don't understand why there is a need to distinguish evil! Human beings do evil as if they can't see it, but they are enthusiastic about destroying aliens." anomaly, but I don't want to force myself to abide by your rules anymore."

Flora was stunned again, and asked after a long time: "Did no one tell you? Because what you say means what you say, and you must abide by the agreement... Besides, this rule is actually pretty good."

"What agreement?"

"If you want to hear the story, why not tell it slowly on the way back?"

Chapter 210 Flora

The silver sword light was fleeting, and it made a small hole in the gravel road in front of Flora.

"Let me refuse, either convince me here, or win me."

Estella didn't dare to go to see Flora, because she always felt that it was very mean to be rough on her... This was one of the reasons why she didn't like Sasha....

Even if she shouted for justice, what's the difference between her and Naflora's Sasha?Is the difference that she is more hypocritical?

She felt ashamed and hoped that Flora would just turn around and leave. If she stubbornly came forward, what would she do?

Flora is special.

"You really want to fight me?"

Flora, who looked like a white-haired girl, scratched her cheek and said with a smile: "I haven't done anything for a long time, you need to put some water... You haven't seen it before, this is my beloved magic Dolo... Man-made theocracy 003 ..."

Violence and death are everywhere in this world. She hates using violence and seeing violence... Of course, the cute little Loria is not included. The way she fights with cats angrily is so cute!

She stretched out her hand, holding a pure white daffodil in her palm.

When Estella saw the narcissus, she smelled the alluring fragrance of narcissus. She was surprised for a moment, as if her soul was also attracted by the fragrance of the flower. When she looked closely again, countless narcissus grew out of the dead body on the ground. , blooming slowly again.

It is obviously a weird scene, but there is no sense of evil, it only makes people feel solemn and peaceful.

As good at illusion as Dorothy?Estella focused, but did not waver in the slightest.

Being in an illusion, what you see is not necessarily what you see in reality, and swinging a sword at the enemy is useless, and you will only be led into a trap if you make a rash move.