Creator's Steam Fairy

Behind Rosalie, who had just joined the job as a temporary substitute teacher a few days ago, and "coincidentally" came from the Natural History Society, and had come in contact with her in the "past" to greet her, from the moment she stepped into the school gate, Miss Loria Then try to perceive all the resonance around you.

Weak magical props were detected in several buildings, and a weak magical resonance was sensed in the farther away—according to the map I had seen before, it should be in the deep part of the garden.

It's repeated, faint magic flashes... Loria raised her eyebrows, she seemed to be just a novice who was secretly contacting magic, she silently wrote down the location, and planned to check it later.

Chapter 218 Interview Part One

The great river Isis, which traverses Londinium, flows into the sea from west to east, first turns to the north, uses the left bank to delineate the western city, then turns to the east, divides the city into north and south, and finally widens the river from south to north Form a natural big port, use the downstream to point out the east of the city.

If the North City is the core of the economy, with many banks and emerging trade and financial enterprises; the West City has a series of state institutions and universities, and is the favorite of wealthy citizens; the East City is at least full of tall chimneys emitting black smoke, and large shipyards. The whistles of the lower reaches of the Isis River, especially known for their poverty.

Only the South City has never had any sense of existence. A fire many years ago almost razed this place to the ground. Many residents here also work in the East City and the North City. They are wealthier than those who live in the East City, but they are definitely not rich. The small piers along the Isis River are mostly on the left bank.

Bedford College is here. The center of the school was originally a crossroad. Mrs. Bedford bought the surrounding land at a low price, surrounded it with a wall, and simply changed it into a school site. The former residential buildings were rebuilt. There are dormitories with different appearances, scattered in the school, mixed with small gardens in the east and west, and those who are not familiar with it are easy to get lost when there is no one to guide the way.

The flea market has been bulldozed and now it has become a small circular square, a dilapidated private museum has been rebuilt into a library, two hotels have been converted into classrooms, surrounded by another newly built five-story main building from three sides. The intersection, now the atrium.

The backyard was originally a factory building, but now it is a restaurant and a woodland garden full of cypress trees.

Flower decorations and exquisite carvings can be seen in many inconspicuous corners.

"I was also surprised when I first came here a few days ago. It has changed a lot since I was in school. The new principal... Ms. Bedford really spent a lot of effort and money."

In the vestibule, Rosalie pointed to the wooden octagonal kiosk with tables and chairs around it and said to Loria: "It used to be a dilapidated newsstand, and it didn't sell anything except ordinary stationery. Now you can even buy muffins now and then. And colored pencils, and small hairpins in several colors and bookmarks with the school's name on them."

Judging from Rosalie's past impressions of closed girls' boarding schools, this pavilion can be called a commercial center.

"But there are so few people."

Occasionally, a girl in uniform who passed by would only look at her from a distance when she saw the private dress and skirt on her body, and did not approach her.

"Because school hasn't started yet, although most people have returned to school, there is no need to get up early now." Rosalie explained to Loria the updated information in the past few days: "When I was studying, I had to get up at seven o'clock in the morning during the holidays. , there is sewing class after breakfast, we make pillows and cushions, and the school sells them."

As for the money earned, naturally it will not be distributed to students.

"Sounds terrible."

Luria shivered, and she thought of the bell in the church that woke people up at 05:30 every morning - when she first came to the world, she would wake up by herself at that time, now...

When I'm fine now, it's not like I didn't sleep until the afternoon.

"Sorry, I couldn't get a tuition fee waiver."

"It's okay, I didn't pay anyway." Luria waved her hand to express her indifference. The naturalist society will pay the money as mission support, and the client will settle the payment afterwards.

As for someone reneging on a debt?That's another commission.

There was even an investigator who was promoted to a high-level position simply by virtue of the debt collection task, known as the payee, and the most famous commission is said to be to find a small country to ask for debts.

The debt, the head of the original client and the life of the assistant, he can bring back two of them every time.

Loria turned her head and glanced at Fufuku, who was strictly forbidden to speak, and was looking around curiously with a sullen face, wondering if the assistants were too inexperienced.

Going to the right along the newly renovated main building, Rosalie brought Loria and Fufuku to a row of small three-story buildings, and said, "This is the faculty office, which was rebuilt from the former gendarmerie stronghold. Cheng, you can come here to find me if you need, I have very few substitutes, so I will rest here in the afternoon."

"I really know how to choose a place."

Loria sighed in admiration, and followed Rosalie to the lounge outside the principal's office.

"We have not been short of money for a long time, why do you keep raising tuition fees again and again?"

An angry, aged voice came from the principal's room.

Rosalie froze for a moment, then said in a low voice with some embarrassment: "It's Mrs. Bedford."

"No, we are short of money. We need to further beautify the school buildings, hire better teachers, and open more subjects. Today's income is far from enough."

Another impatient voice came from the principal's room. Without Rosalie's telling, Luria knew that the owner of this voice was the new principal.

"You can stop spending money on these useless places! What do you want? Turn the school into a palace? Hire a bunch of university professors to teach the girls arithmetic?" Mrs. Bedford's voice was unusually high, even the thick oak door He couldn't hold back at all, "It's so pitiful... It's all my fault. When you fell on your head when you were a child, I should have sent you to treatment early."

Oh, Miss Loria patted her chest lightly like the heroine Leanna in the book, clenched her two little paws and held them in front of her chin, holding her throat and asking softly, "What should I do?" , why, why are you arguing?"

Fufuku stared and grinned excitedly waiting to see a joke. She likes to quarrel the most!

Since childhood, no one has ever quarreled with her, so I really want to try it!

Watching this scene, Rosalie began to doubt for the first time whether the choice she made was correct.

"Reconstruct it into a palace? That's a good idea... After the completion, I will definitely erect the statue of you, the great first principal, in the most conspicuous place. Do you prefer gold-plated or pure gold?"

"you!"

"Me? I want my students to learn some useless knowledge so that they can become municipal employees, accountants, mechanics, managers of trading companies, employees of banks, instead of going home to marry and have children as soon as they graduate ...It is better to be a wandering poet than to be locked in a square inch and spend your whole life."

"This is the reason why you deprive those children from poor families of a good education? In order to let other children lead a brilliant life in the palace?" Mrs. Bedford sneered, "Family is what girls must protect It’s been like this for generations, only a well-educated mother can raise excellent children...I said, it’s not because you are still licking your face and using my husband’s surname at the age of forty, you are mentally unbalanced ?”

Fufuku's tongue was sticking out, and when she was about to burst into laughter, she was stepped back by her jio.

Chapter 219 Interview Part Two

Why step on me?

Fufuku stared at Luria eagerly like a bullied big dog with aggrieved face.

Looking at each other for three seconds, Fufuku, who was afraid of being expelled from the commission, was terrified. She pursed her mouth and turned her face to the side, thinking that after she shines in the mission, she must let this fierce little devil learn to respect the powerful warrior.

'Master Fufuku, take me to do the task today too. ',' Woohoo, it's really difficult, I can't do anything without Fufuku's help. '

Imagining how Luria begged him, Fufuku couldn't help grinning again.

There was a moment of silence in the room, and then the headmaster roared: "I'm not yet 40! No one told you to retire when it's time to retire, or would you be annoying? Times have changed, old woman! Your way of doing things even now There are no workers' night schools in town, and grammar and simple arithmetic are taught in cheap Sunday schools, and it is enough to go there to be a housewife."

A quarrel suddenly broke out between the two principals, and even the accent changed. Miss Loria said that she could not understand this dialect very well. Words like 'old witch'.

She suddenly asked Rosalie: "Is this the case for ordinary mother-daughter relationships?"

"No, it's not." Rosalie quickly shook her head. In her opinion, even though the little earl in front of her was very powerful in the rumors, she was still young. She shouldn't have heard these indecent sayings, "They... They are special."

The general mother-daughter relationship is probably that the mother is nagging non-stop, and the daughter rolls her eyes and dares not speak out?

Luo Liya nodded and said with a smile: "That's good, I've never seen my mother... If it's like this, it's better not to see her."

She didn't feel superfluous about this, anyway, she grew up in a group of seniors who were strict but also took good care of her.

It's just that her smiling face and calm tone, in Rosalie's eyes, turned into a little girl who lacks maternal love pretending to be strong.

She was about to jump up and pat on the door of the principal's office, telling the people inside to stop making noise.

"I……"

Miss Rosalie hesitated to speak, she didn't know how to comfort the little girl in front of her, she hesitated for a while before saying: "I, I am also a teacher now, if you have any troubles...don't be polite."

Miss Loria nodded blankly, not understanding why Rosalie suddenly mentioned this, she thought for a while and asked, "Should I cover my ears now?"

She vaguely remembered someone who said that she should cover her ears when she heard swear words.

Before Rosalie could reply, she stretched out two paws and pressed on her head.

Wrong wrong, here is where the cat ears are.

She quickly moved her hands to cover her ears, the noise disappeared, Fufuku's stupid appearance was blocked by her forearm, and only the brand-new gas lampshade on the wall and the light green printed wallpaper remained in her sight.

There is nothing unusual in her perception, judging from the many commissions she has handled, this place is nothing more than an ordinary school.

The bird with colorful tail feathers jumped on the branch, staring at the woman under the tree with dark eyes; flew past the bright window, and the students who were snickering with books in the window; finally landed on the terrace planted with pansies and asters, Look at the sleeping people in the room.

Ordinary teachers and students, ordinary to boring daily life... She visited the girl who was said to have suffered the first misfortune the day before yesterday. There was nothing 'abnormal' about her, she looked just like other unfortunate patients in that mental hospital Same.

Her eyes were dull, she seldom even babbled, her skin was too pale, she just curled up and hid in a corner, as if she no longer belonged to this world, as if she was just a piece of living flesh.

Gradually, Luria felt that there was nothing wrong with this place. She had good theoretical knowledge and had actually dealt with demons and evil spirits. She hadn't been exposed to curses yet, but curses must have extremely weak resonance.

Even though it was just a cursory glance, she was confident that even the slightest abnormality could not hide from her perception.

What a cumbersome task, figuring out what's wrong, and proving that everything was just a coincidence takes a lot of time.

This kind of speculative and groundless commission could easily ruin her record of completing tasks perfectly all along.

【Master, maybe it's a vacation to relax... It would be nice to take it as a special vacation to experience school life】

It makes sense, considering that she completed her college education in three days for no reason, maybe it would be good to experience it?

But if the time is too long, it will be very tiring to go to class every day.

[With your excellent control over your own body, others can't find your consciousness without it...I have recently collected a lot of novels, you can go to the virtual star ring to relax at any time]

Listen, the devil is whispering, she is seducing the ignorant poor girl.

Luo Liya didn't cover her ears anymore, she sat in a graceful sitting posture, put on a meaningless shallow smile, and put her energy into the virtual star ring in the next moment.

First, I ran to the glass cover in the center of the circular square to see the many small flowers that are said to be pregnant with the world. It grew taller than last year, and now it has six leaves in total, and the center surrounded by the leaves is faintly A small bud can be seen.

"Here it is."

As Loria spoke, she fell back and landed firmly on the soft hanging chair that appeared out of nowhere. A few books were placed beside her, and she opened one of them casually. The little girl with sharp eyes and unusually large pupils read He rushed forward with a cold drink.

Although what is here is only the spirit...Loria picked up the cup and took a deep sip of the ice peach juice with fruit pieces, squinting her eyes and shaking her head in comfort...but all the senses are the same as the outside world.

She decided that she would come here to study hard during class time.

As for whether it's good or not...

It's all the devil's fault, Luria just made a mistake that every student would make!

"Master, you are called outside."

Gu Gu took the remaining half cup of ice peach juice, bowed slightly to Luria, and raised her head until Fenmao's figure disappeared for a long time. She closed her eyes and let out a cold snort.

When the soul is separated from the body, stealing the magic power will not be discovered...just control the amount and don't let the pink hair notice it.

Stupid pink hair, don't you think she really gave in?

Do you think Cuckoo will obey you and let you do what you want?

Hum hum.

Big mistake!Gu Guxu thought that the snake took the opportunity to steal your magic power.

"Loria, did you not sleep well?"

"It's nothing, just distracted."

Loria smiled at Rosalie's concern, which is why she couldn't hide in the virtual star ring for a combat meeting in actual combat. From the time she retracted and realized that she could respond to her surroundings, there would always be a few seconds to go. Ten seconds of time disappeared inexplicably.

"Go, the principal invites you in."

"Okay, I'll be right back... Please watch Fufuku and don't let her make trouble."

Loria got up and walked towards the door of the principal's office, silently estimating how much magic power was stolen this time... Well, it's not worth mentioning compared to before.

Chapter 220 Little Priest Luo Meiluo

Loria knocked on the door lightly with her right hand, and walked into the principal's room after hearing the invitation to come in.

The principal's secretary closed the door and stood silently aside. Behind the coffee table arranged like a reception room, two old ladies and a middle-aged woman were sitting on the sofa.

"Good morning, Mrs. Brown, Mrs. Bedford, Madam Headmaster, this is Loria, the applicant."

Doing homework in advance is of course a basic skill, but not according to position or seat, but greeted in order of age, and called the principal by position... The interviewers silently added points for her, as if the quarrel just now was also against her Same special test.

As for emphasizing that she is a student, and she only reported her first name instead of her last name, the implication is naturally to ask everyone to ignore her title and relax a bit.

The gray-haired vice-principal, Mrs. Brown, smiled and asked Loria to sit down. The two had been arguing so fiercely before, but this kind-looking vice-principal didn't make a sound. Should it be said that there is no sense of presence or the city is deep?

Mrs. Bedford gave Loria a meaningful look, and the headmaster... She nodded slightly, not knowing what she was satisfied with.

"Miss Estelle, you've made this interview boring." Principal Bedford is nearly forty years old, and her face can't be said to be strict. She doesn't look as serious as her mother. She laughed and said: " The admission standards of Bedford Women's College are obviously not suitable for you, so just chat with us."

Look at this girl's light and graceful steps, her sitting posture with perfect arm angles, and her natural retro accent brought out by her gentle and playful tone... In terms of etiquette, I interviewed three of them in turn. more or less.

"Then let me ask first." With a kind smile on his face, the oldest vice-principal asked after a short pause: "Loria, what subjects are you good at, and what subjects are you good at in our school?" interested?"

"My classics are not bad. The most confident part is theology and scripture interpretation."

Loria was also not humble, and answered with an attitude commensurate with Mrs. Brown, as if she was really chatting, "Other than that, I know little about life and emerging subjects. I hope I can make up for these weaknesses at Bedford College." .”

Subjects of interest, none at all.

As early as in the church, she exhausted all the enthusiasm for learning in her life.

"Classics... of course." Mrs. Brown didn't respond when she heard this word that shouldn't appear in middle school. "I heard that you have obtained a bachelor's degree in classics from the University of Rondinium?"