Creator's Steam Fairy

Even tough guys in the North who eat with a pot will feel a little bit of pressure!

Seeing the delicate girl with a puppet-like appearance clutching her belly indistinctly, she laughed with tears in her eyes.

Alice Su Lei suddenly felt a little uneasy.

"Is it really that ugly?"

"No... Actually, it's not that bad... Aww... Hahahahaha."

"Really?" Alice lowered her head. This pink-haired girl can always easily arouse her calm heart and make her have emotions that shouldn't exist. She lowers her body's center of gravity while holding the dagger forward slightly: " Sure enough, educating children can only use force."

"Who do you call a child?"

"Is there a second pink-haired child here who can't tell the front from the back?"

"Let me teach you how to speak, thief, starting with opening two holes for you."

Later, there was a strand of long pale pink hair and a broken lilac-shaped crystal brooch on the ground.

Loria looked at Alice, whose eyes were blue and bloodstained on her shoulders, and announced, "I won."

She was a little puzzled, as if a voice said something to her?Don't kill this silver-haired woman?She looked around vaguely with the outer edge of her vision for a moment, and there was no third person besides them.

Everyone kept their hands back, Alice nodded in her heart, she didn't seriously intend to stab the pink-haired little girl to death, and the pink-haired little girl didn't use her weird magic either.

In pure melee weapon fighting, the long sword took too much advantage after all... After finally fighting close to the body, he was overshadowed by the weird hand-grabbing blade.

"I underestimated you." Alice put her hand on her left shoulder to stop the bleeding. She stared at the broken brooch belonging to Loria and laughed, "I did lose, and I lost to your figure...but if you lose a little With that little bit, it’s not just the brooch that’s broken.”

……

When Little Delgado arrived with a few idlers, he saw Miss Romero brandishing a long sword and chasing Miss Su Lei around the coal pile.

When you are tired from running, stop and sit on the coal pile and spray words such as 'Antarctic Sand Sculpture', 'Alemanni Great Plains', 'Vultures will be glad they are bald when they see your hairstyle', 'You have never worn children's clothes Other than the dress, it's so pitiful' and other difficult sentences.

It doesn't look like it's going to kill anyone.

"What are you looking at? Why don't you hurry up?" Little Delgado pushed the idlers to drive them away, "You, yes, it's you, go to the Bay Hotel, find Miss Romero's maid, Leroy, and let her hire The carriage is coming, please remember to bring the replacement clothes."

After driving away the idlers, he wiped off his sweat and stayed away, thinking about how to expand his business with the perhaps lucrative salary.

……

Luria sat panting on a small coal pile, and she felt that she had no strength to get up anymore. It took her a long time to catch her breath, and said to Alice, who was in full swing with her arms folded, "My god What? Give it back to me."

After a few months, the anger that was gnashing her teeth to make Alice the cut had long faded... She didn't cast a spell, but the other party didn't use the kind of tricks that made her perceive chaos.

Luria vaguely felt that if they really fought, it would bring some unbearable consequences.

Most importantly, this woman never seemed to harbor... hostility towards her.

"What if I don't pay it back?"

Alice raised her eyebrows and planned to continue fighting, teasing her short legs to chase after herself, but when she saw the cinders shaking as if they were about to fly off the ground, she hurriedly said: "Return, just now On that wooden table."

Although she would definitely not lose in a real fight, she didn't want to be dug a hole in her body by that weird magic again.

Phlebotomy is expensive.

Alice vaguely felt that if the fight really started, it would definitely lead to some kind of ending she didn't want to see.

As for the idol, the useless piece of wood, she didn't care at all.

I saw Luria who was madly throwing herself at the overturned table and knelt on the ground to turn over the pile of coal. .

Is it an illusion?

She saw that the wooden idol held tightly in Luria's arms seemed to suddenly become different with a hint of spirituality... When she looked closely, it was just an ordinary piece of wood.

Luo Liya hugged the little statue in her arms tightly. Although there was no breath of the goddess in it, it was the sacred object that had protected her and healed her; it was the last metaphor of the goddess; , proving that the past she has experienced is not the foundation of falsehood.

She still has questions about this journey that began inexplicably.

For example, the goddess does not have the power to control time.

Another example, why did she come to this era, or...Loria turned her head to look at that nasty thief, and found that she was looking at herself...Or, this person entered her era by mistake, and then put Brought here by yourself?

She recalled all she had read and heard, holy scriptures, ancient texts, poems, legends, and nonsensical bedtime stories.

There have been dragons, evil gods, and alien creatures from nowhere in this world, but there is no legend about time.

Now that the statue has been recovered... Although she is nostalgic for the delicacies of the mortal world, she still shoulders the mission of protecting the sacred objects.

It's time to end this absurd dream...

Wait a minute, she can protect the holy object while messing around, right?

You don't have to go back to the empty and dilapidated sanctuary, right?

"Hey, Fenmao, Miss Fenmao." Alice patted the soot on her body and got up to get closer, then stopped far enough away, "Do you still want to hire me?"

If she can't make money without fighting, she should go back and find another job.

"Why did you go to the church, who told you there is... why did you take my wood carving and give it back to me?"

Luo Liya put the idol back into the little bear's bag without answering the question, and the little bear's mouth stretched a little wider.

"Is that relic called a sanctuary?" Alice scratched her head and said indifferently: "I joined a small organization and bought information about that relic with money. I wanted to make a lot of money, but...see You slept with that wooden carving and thought it was some valuable antique, but in the end it couldn’t be sold at all!”

The implication is that the item is worthless so I returned it to you.

Loria rolled her eyes involuntarily.Although I really want to jump up and stab her a few times, but she is really tired today.

As for the oath made in the name of God?

As the oracle priest, Miss Fenmao naturally has a way to take advantage of the loopholes.

After all, her beliefs are very pious, and she knows the inner logic of theology very well, and she is especially liked by the goddess.

Her daily work is to listen to the oracle and interpret the holy scriptures... The gods sitting on top are actually indifferent to many things.

Therefore, "a lot of things" are actually up to her to decide.

Thinking of the 'remains' mentioned by Alice, she added: "I can continue to hire you, but I have to modify the contract, including daily guards and taking me back to the wilderness as a guide if necessary."

"It's very troublesome, little Fenmao, you have too many demands."

"Three pounds a week."

"Okay, Miss Romero, I haven't asked for your name yet."

"Loria."

The sound of wagon wheels crushing cinders interrupted their conversation.

Chapter 21 Head squat defense is the foundation of the foundation

Layers of gauze skirts, mixed applications of ruffles and frills, small gemstone pendants and intricate patterns embroidered with a large number of silk threads.

Some of these retro elements are gradually simplified or even disappeared in the clothes of the industrial age, but Eve's aesthetic is the opposite-she piles them together in large quantities, supplemented by lace, ribbons and bows.

Like the conservative but refined style of Bretaglia, mixed with Gallia's intricate decoration and bright color scheme.

Out of tune with coal, cogs and rivets, and all the more dreamy.

The layered skirts that just cover the knees are even more flexible and light than the simplest contemporary long skirts. Pure white stockings or small white socks with lace are matched with round toe, low heels, and a pair of shoes on the instep or ankle. Mary Jane shoes with straps and buckles, this is the common feature of countless clothes that Eve gave to Loria.

It's not without its flaws, such as getting dirty and being damaged easily.

as well as……

"Miss looks really nice in it, but this is not Tong..."

Abigail stopped talking under Luria's threatening gaze. She was a little wronged, and the short skirt that only reached the knee was originally worn by minors.

And the beauty of the god of beauty that is half a step ahead of the common aesthetic?

Alice, who poked her head out from the carriage, saw Luria who had changed her clothes, her eyes lit up, and she said, "Don't listen to this stupid maid, it really suits you."

An exquisite doll naturally needs an exquisite dress, she thought silently in her heart, completely ignoring the maid's white eyes.

"Shall I take you back by the way? Miss Su Lei."

Luo Liya only felt that what happened today was too magical, but now she has no ill feeling towards this thief.

Maybe it was because she easily returned the statue to him, or maybe it was because he had chased her for almost two hours and vented his anger?

Luria was thinking wildly, maybe it was because she pityed her ridiculous hairstyle?

Or, it was because she was a human being she saw after the world was 'destroyed'.

"Just call me Alice. I still have some things to deal with. I'll be there on time tomorrow morning."

Alice thought that the place where she was staying now would be difficult for a carriage, but since the little pink fur didn't seem to be chasing and biting her anymore, it was time to make a nest in another place.

She doesn't care about cockroaches crawling by, but who really likes an insect museum?

After getting a week's salary advanced in advance, she plans to find a barber who can cut hair, and then clean herself up.

This is just a serious and responsible attitude towards work.

After waving goodbye, Alice returned to the expressionless state after the carriage left, until she noticed the dirty little satin shoes that were still in the cinders.

He rested his chin in thought for a moment.

She had a bold idea in mind.

……

Early in the morning, on the unusually empty outdoor shooting range provided by the hotel, Alice was wearing a shirt, jacket and suspenders. Her studded leather gun belt and brass earrings under the short silver hair made Loria stare for a long time .

Miss Priest is not an old-fashioned person. Although these days, ladies can only wear pants under their skirts when riding a horse, but Loria thinks that as long as they are clean and tidy, it is not a big deal for women to wear men's clothes.

Besides, Alice looks pretty in such a dress.

After a few pleasantries, they started today's class.

"At any time, don't point the gun at a place other than the target... No, no, no, point it at a safe place when there is no target, and don't point it at your face!"

"Be aware of the condition of the bullets in the wheel at all times. Remember to withdraw the remaining bullets after use, and pull the hammer back to the safe position... What? Afraid it will be too late? Don't be afraid, people who are hit by novices will almost No, but a novice has a much higher chance of dying on his own than being shot by someone."

"Keep your index finger off the trigger and don't... stop picking at any time until you're ready to shoot! I tell you to stop picking! Not even with your little finger!"

Loria rolled her eyes away from the distraught Alice.

In addition to the long sword, she also learned a little about various weapons in the church, and the hand crossbow didn't require any advanced skills, it was simpler than a mace.

She muttered in a low voice, 'I'm not an idiot, I'm just a mechanical crossbow', feeling that the washbasin-sized target five meters away was a silent mockery of her.

At such a close distance, she can accurately penetrate the bull's-eye with her bare-handed long sword, okay?

Pouting her mouth in dissatisfaction, Loria raised her arms and squinted her eyes to aim.

Tremble, mortal, let you see the strength of the priests of the temple.

She pulled the trigger without hesitation, and there was a bang in her ear, which made her throw the gun to the ground in a hurry. While the smoke was rising, there was another bang, and the quick-responsive priestess immediately squatted down and used it. He covered his head with his hands.

One bullet disappeared, and another flew in another direction close to Miss Alice's head.

Only a little bit, Miss Priest can achieve the achievement of a novice's first shot and firearms expert.

"you……"

"Don't attack me! I'm just an ancient man who has never heard gunshots!"

Looking at the pink hair holding her head and folding herself into a small ball, and listening to her nonsense, Alice didn't know how to scold for a while.

Isn't it very fierce when you raise a sword to slash someone? How can you be so cowardly as soon as the gun is fired?

In the end, Luria could only return to the most basic courses. For three whole days, as long as someone came to practice shooting, Alice would carry her over to get familiar with the sound of gunfire.

From jarring to auditory hallucinations to numbness.

From instinctively hiding his head, to gritting his teeth and not hiding, to staring into the distance with empty eyes.

And when she recovers a little in the evening, she will wander around in the workshop area, not feeling the rough magic resonance, and not finding anything strange—except for the Mason Brothers and Sisters workshop, who will always sit behind the counter and bury her head in repairing A young mechanic looking at something.

It's as if he didn't open the store to make money, but just perfunctory.

Loria has never seen the 'sister' among the siblings, and she also tried to follow 'Mason' from a distance, but lost every time.

She had an intuition that there must be something wrong with this mechanic, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

Luria has observed secretly... He seems to be dealing with the world, and he often falls into a sluggish motionless state, with serious dark circles under his eyes, and a fake smile on the customers who come to the door. At 4:[-], I hurriedly closed the door and left on time.

When the workshops on the same street can't wait to stay open around the clock, the Mason Brothers and Sisters workshop, which is said to open until ten o'clock in the morning, seems rather weird.