Creator's Steam Fairy

"That's really a pity, I also like those roses very much."

Loria was a little puzzled. She thought there was something wrong with the luxuriant rose flowers, but according to Adele's description, girls often walked around picking flowers in the forest, but they didn't cause any commotion, and they didn't hear bad things. Usual rumors... Besides, most of the evil spirits like to stay in remote places. Could it be that Rose Forest is fine, and the evil spirit that attacked Jasmine came from somewhere else?

"Senior sister, what's going on in room 207? When I gave you cookies before, I saw that it was locked from the outside."

Jasmine told her the ins and outs of that night, but apart from the legend of the "forest fairy" that almost everyone knew, Loria didn't find anything unusual. Ling's words... This is a girls' school, how could there be no related legends.

It seems that we can only start with the first victim... Of course Luria knows who the former occupant of Room 207 is.

Lydia, a senior girl who has completely collapsed and almost lost the ability to take care of herself, just sits in a sluggish way in the hospital ward, staring at the wall motionless all day long, unable to take the initiative to eat or take care of herself, as if There was no way to see Loria, who came to visit, let alone answer her questions.

What a headache, Luria pursed her lips, why has she never encountered the kind of commission that can be completed by driving a giant mechanical beast for a while.

"207..." Adele lowered her voice even on the small road with no one there, "Last semester, the girl who lived there had a sudden illness at night. I heard that she seemed to be crazy and destroyed the room quite badly, so The administrator just locked the room from the outside and waited for the school to repair it. Her original roommates were also arranged to go to other dormitories. Fortunately, they were not injured... What a pity, I saw her the night before, although He looked not in a good mood, but he still greeted everyone, but the next day he seemed to be a different person, making people feel sympathetic, like an animal being bound hands and feet, unable to even struggle."

Sudden illness indoors at night?

It was fine the day before, and the roommate was not harmed.

It doesn't sound like encountering an evil spirit at all.

This is the dictation of Adele who witnessed the situation at that time... Loria glanced vaguely at Adele who was lamenting Lydia's unfortunate fate.

There's no need to lie to her here, and besides, just ask other senior sisters to verify this kind of thing.

The vine house was not too close to the woods, the place where Jasmine was attacked.

So there's nothing wrong with the woodland, which is unusually gloomy at night?Or the evil spirit has an unknown means to move away from the possession to a considerable distance... It is hard to imagine that even those powerful evil spirits in famous haunted houses hardly leave the house too far.

Or, Lydia's tragedy really has nothing to do with evil spirits?

Luria only felt that her head was so painful that she was about to lose her hair.

If she went around and eliminated the evil spirit but couldn't prove that it was related to the previous victim, then didn't she work hard for a long time but couldn't make any progress?

No, you have to pay more.

In any case, despiritualization should be an additional paid item.

Chapter 241

Late night, kerosene lamps, shovels.

Fufuku howled ghostly, wiped away tears from time to time, shivered and shoveled dirt in the place where the light got.

'Have you ever seen a ghost come out in broad daylight?Get the hell out of here and get to work, or submit your resignation yourself. '

Fenmao's stinging words are still ringing in his ears.

Would an assistant without magical talent be treated in this inhuman way?

Evil Naturalist Society, Evil Capitalism.

Although she was holding it tightly in her hand at the moment, the ones in the pockets on both sides were the latest emergency transmitters provided by the Naturalist Society to the assistants.

It is said that this new invention can increase the assistant's three-year survival rate by one tenth of a percentage point, which is really reassuring.

It's amazing how reassuring it is!

Just the three-year survival rate, which sounds like a scary indicator, can't make people feel at ease at all, okay?

"I'm just a consumable with no emotions...follow instructions, right or wrong."

Fufuku repeated the words in the psychological guidance booklet that was very popular among the assistants...it was really useful, at least in the gap between trying to think about the next sentence, it was too late to be afraid.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and she shivered suddenly.

'When the evil spirit appears, the surrounding temperature will drop... If your back suddenly feels cold, you should have bumped into the evil spirit. '

But at this time, Fufuku firmly remembered Fenmao's words.

Tears spewed out silently, Fufuku tried hard to turn her head to look behind her but found that her whole body was trembling, her body that she was so proud of now did not listen to her orders at all.

Silent tears and snot were mixed together, but Fufuku didn't even dare to call for help, could the evil spirit let him go if he knelt down?Will the opponent accept his surrender?If she leads the way to find Rabbit and Fenmao, can her life be spared?

That stinky rabbit, calling her a teacher in vain, burrowed into the ground when it was just dark.

Abandoned her completely.

The rambling chill interrupted Fufuku's complaints, and she begged again:

Teacher Tumei, help... Fenmao Yaer, help...

Sucking hard the snot mixed with cold tears, the great warrior Fufuku stood like a statue in the deserted forest in the middle of the night.

It wasn't until the majestic sun god cast the first ray of light into the forest that Fufuku, who was stiff all over, fell face up among the fallen leaves.

The investigation of the soil layer of the rose forest, code-named 'Frustrating Bones and Ashes', is in full swing, and the progress tonight: three shovels.

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Miss Loria's attitude towards learning has always been subtle. On the one hand, she clearly knows that education is a good thing to improve herself, on the other hand, she is very afraid of this process-in the church, she was surrounded by teachers since she was a child, and her mind was distracted. If you are sleepy and lazy, you will not only be nagged by your ears, but you will also be attacked by throwing props by Sasha passing by from time to time.

This attitude is also directly reflected in the selection of seats. She came early in the morning, and then went to the last row of the big classroom, huddled with Patricia who also arrived early. Exaggerated as she is, but she also suffered a lot from tutors - in recent years, the salaries of tutors have been rising continuously, to the point where even a small noble family like Patricia who is guarding two real estates can hardly afford it.

Providing a good education for five children at home is a lot of money.It's not like factory owners and bankers who are getting rich, who can spend a lot of money to hire a dozen good teachers-fortunately, private schools like Bedford College are constantly expanding in size, and the quality of education is acceptable, although a couple The teaching efficiency of many students is doubtful, but they can also learn some new subject knowledge that is difficult to access at home.

However, the experience of taking classes with many peers was very new to them. While watching the students who came in curiously, Loria and Patricia gathered together and whispered some whispers.

Like who looks cute, who's presumably difficult, who looks rude, it's rude to show up with messy hair.

Compared with the energetic seats under the eyes of the teacher in the front row, the corner where Loria and Patricia are sitting is full of extreme security. There are also a few girls who want to sit next to them, but after a short observation then gave up.

The school is equal, and no one will put their family background and identity on their face. If they do, they will probably become a fool who everyone looks at, and give people the impression that they don't understand etiquette.

The school is unequal, there is no messy hair, and the well-fitting uniform does not see the slightest wrinkle even in the inconspicuous corners. These two young ladies who take care of themselves meticulously in the early morning must wake up an hour earlier than everyone else. , they seem to be in a close relationship, and even if they stick together and talk small things, their sitting posture is surprisingly correct. They have decent and gentle smiles on their faces, and they seem to have a good temper, but these are different. Instead, people dare not approach easily.

"I really want to die. I got up at five o'clock to clean up. The days of combing my hair and cleaning my clothes are so desperate."

Patricia said something that didn't match her expression at all, and Loria nodded deeply, but although she felt uncomfortable, she could bear it to some extent——before she was led into depravity by the bustling secular world, her life was worse than this. What a miserable and strict life.

It is better to die than to be seen in a bad way.

She stretched out her hand hidden under the table, glanced quickly at the mirror in her hand, and pointed it at Patricia. The latter straightened her side hair without any trace, and handed Loria a candy with a smile. Then got the peanuts covered in chocolate icing.

School rules prohibit private possession of snacks, let alone eating them in the classroom?

If you don't violate it a little bit, the rules will be very lonely.

They were touched by their thoughtfulness... Woohoo, the sweetness is so delicious.

When class was approaching, Jenna and Zoe walked into the big classroom, looked around, and soon found Loria and Patricia in a circle around them. When Jenna nodded and walked over with a smile, Zooey had already rushed over and squeezed next to Luria.

Patricia turned her face to the wall and said, "Student Zoe, stand up and turn around for us to see."

Confused, Zoe got up and turned around, wondering, "What's wrong? Is there something on my back?"

Taking advantage of this time, Jenna silently occupied Zoe's original position.

"Nothing." Patricia covered her mouth and smiled, "It looks very energetic."

"Ok?"

Zoe, who was belatedly aware of it, saw the three little girls sitting in a row occupying the entire table, and realized that she was being bullied again.

"Okay, okay, sit down, so we can help you comb your hair."

When Zooey was about to stomp and yell, Loria managed to calm the little porcupine.

"Even if you still have a little conscience, I will be late when I get up."

Zooey pouted and sat in front of the three of them.

Today is also the day when Britannia bullies Xihai severely.

Chapter 242 Who Puts the Emergency Operation Behind the Safe Corner

The first class is grammar and spelling, which is quite basic. The corner four have been educated at home to some extent. Even the most serious Jenna, 10 minutes after the class starts, looks at a certain corner and wanders away.

Patricia is holding a pencil, writing and drawing on the book with a serious attitude. A group of simple sketches of little porcupine stealing watermelon is about to take shape, and her model, Zoe sitting alone in the front row His head was moving little by little, and he seemed to be sleeping soundly.

Although the content taught today is familiar to me as early as seven or eight years old, but Miss Loria is a very polite child, always looking at the teacher with a smile on her face, and finally let the grammar teacher who casts her eyes from time to time feel a little worried. Consolation—at least one of the school-weary girls in the corner has a good attitude.

It's just that every time the grammar teacher turned around or looked at the book in his hand, a certain pink-haired lady would stuff a candy into her mouth very quickly.

The difficulty is too low, she used to steal snacks during the one-on-one teaching back then.

Although there are times when he misses and gets beaten, it is also a necessary temper for growth.

Generally speaking, Bedford College arranges four to five classes for students every day, each class usually lasts two hours, with a 10-minute break in the middle, and the fifth class is decided by the administrator of each dormitory.

Patricia covered half of her face with a book, and asked in a low voice, "get out of class is almost over, I can't sit still."

Jenna, who had been in a daze, came back to her senses when she heard the words. She didn't bring a pocket watch, so she gently rubbed against Loria with her arm... Miss Loria, who kept a bright smile, returned from the novel that Gu Gu had read to her. After realizing it, she reached out and fumbled in her pocket for a few times before pulling out her miniature pocket watch that was about to hang on the necklace. Because of the school rules prohibiting wearing gestures, she could only put the pocket watch in the pocket of her coat.

"07:30."

Without moving her lips, she read out the time in a vague voice, while Jenna and Patricia breathed in from both sides.

Obviously it feels like a long time has passed, why is it only half an hour?

Are all schools secretly installing magic devices that can extend the time?

So as long as you keep listening to the lectures, will your life be lengthened tenfold?

"Horrible, hard, are the mornings that long?"

Patricia hugged her head and wailed softly, but when she noticed the teacher's unfriendly gaze, Loria gently pinched her thigh with the hand placed under the table.

Patricia froze for a moment, then asked with a smile when the grammar teacher turned to face the blackboard: "How does it feel?"

Loria replied truthfully: "Slippery, very good."

"What, let me touch it too." Jenna also leaned over to grab Patricia's skirt, and the latter giggled.

"How many of you!"

The grammar teacher's stern roar sounded, she turned to look in the direction of the sound, and was about to tell me to get out, but only saw a row of three girls holding books and pens, all with innocent and puzzled eyes , looked at her in surprise, as if she was suddenly interrupted while taking notes seriously.

Throwing down the chalk, the grammar teacher walked up the steps to the back corner of the classroom. Although the voice did come from here, the innocent eyes of the three girls in the last row made it difficult for her to make a judgment. Then, she saw them sitting In front, Zoe, who was nodding and sleeping soundly.

Loria kicked the chairs in the front row from under the table, but to no avail.

The grammar teacher walked to Zooey's side, knocked on the table with his knuckles, suppressed his anger and said, "You, wake up."

Are her classes so boring?

Whispering, being in a daze, even reading other books is considered a tradition for freshmen, but I have never seen a few people who fell asleep in the first class on the first day of school.

"Huh? Is get out of class over? Why haven't I seen what the teacher looks like?"

Zooey rubbed her eyes and looked around in confusion, bursts of suppressed laughter sounded around her.

The ones who laughed the most were the three behind her.

The grammar teacher also laughed. She glanced at the unopened book on the table, saw the name written on the cover, and said, "Miss Williams, in case you don't recognize me, please stand up and listen to the class." .”

Zooey looked at her blankly, and was stunned for a few seconds before standing up abruptly, bowing her head and saying sorry.

She dared to wander alone in the wilderness with a shotgun on her back, but she didn't dare to confront her teacher—her father, who had recovered from the phobia of the West Sea, had already said something before... If she dared to cause trouble, she would ride a horse and kill her.

Patricia covered her face, Loria squeezed her lips tightly, and Jenna was expressionless, but pinched the pages of the book so hard that she crumpled the paper.

Holding back a laugh is really hard work.

"As for the three of you." The grammar teacher looked seriously at the trio in the corner, nodded approvingly, and thought that these girls are all pretty, with bright and lively eyes, especially the one sitting in the middle, which is impressive.

It is almost certain that they were the ones chatting just now, but when Zoe interrupted them, the grammar teacher did not teach the three of them anymore, but waved and smiled: "Get up, ladies, come to the first row."

As a teacher, there are plenty of ways to deal with mischievous little devils, and besides, these three are quite eye-catching, so it's good to put them in front of you.

Now Loria and the others couldn't laugh anymore.

They all looked at each other with sullen faces and drooping heads, holding books and stationery and obediently obeying the arrangement, and were stuffed into the first row of special seats facing the blackboard.

There is no sense of security... nothing left, only the real oppressive feeling of the female school teacher who is close at hand, like a girl's natural enemy.

Luo Liya had no choice but to act as if she was listening carefully, calling Gu Gu Gu in her heart to read the novel for her.

"Who can tell me how to distinguish these groups of words? Miss Estelle."

Just a few minutes later, the grammar teacher pointed to a few pairs of confusing words on the blackboard and called on Luria to answer the question.

Since the revival of ancient Chinese literature, which advertised the value of human beings under the guise of academics, almost all language and classical disciplines regard the things that Luria learned at the beginning as golden rules.