Creator's Steam Fairy

"Abby, we don't need a guard. Because God is with me. He gives me strength and courage, and I will use this gift to protect you."

Luo Liya has quite a lot of little secrets. The more she understands the mortal world today, the more cautious she will be - the power of human beings is much stronger than she imagined, and she has no fear in her heart, but she is not stupid. To find the trace of the villain in the terrible city must rely on human power.

Besides... Thinking of the way that woman easily broke through the defense of the Holy Land, no matter whether she is a mortal or not, I probably have to rely on the power of some mortals who cannot use divine arts... and the history of mortals is full of hatred for aliens.

Therefore, she needs to integrate into human society.But now, she who doesn't know much about Fanchen is full of flaws, and she can still use a deceptive immature appearance to perfuse it... I haven't seen teenage children on the street who can pick up a wooden stick and shout special moves Name and fight enemies that don't exist?

But she might not be able to hide it from the people she gets along with day and night.

Except for this idiot in front of me.

"As for the housekeeper..." Loria patted Abigail's head with dark brown and almost black hair, who looked silly in her eyes, "Anyway, we don't have much to deal with, so I'll leave it to you Abby, I can give you a raise."

"Thank you very much, miss!" Abigail jumped up from the table with a blushing face, and it was unknown whether it was because of the employer's unreserved trust or an overly intimate gesture, "Thank you, plus... There is no need for a salary increase, I am just telling you some common sense that everyone knows, I can take on more work, thank you again for your trust."

Her current job content is to deliver a cup of hot milk on time at 45:[-] in the morning, and then comb the lady's hair... At this time, the lady even dresses and washes herself, and then teaches her the pronunciation and pronunciation of the common language in the morning. The spelling of words... Then go out to eat Hesai, hand a glass of juice in the afternoon, chat about some trivial things in life, and watch the lady take a nap for a while, and then go out to eat Hesai.

The lady doesn't need her company at night, her job is too easy, sorry for the overly generous salary and four weeks' advance payment.

Abigail clenched her fists and vowed to herself that she would never betray this precious trust.

"Abby, it's great to meet you."

Loria gave the brightest smile to her personal maid and housekeeper.

The pastor's job is not that difficult.

Perhaps, after catching that silver-haired villain, she can also try to work part-time as the priest of the goddess in the mortal world, and under the weak belief called 'technology', let the glory of the goddess come to the mortal world again.

"I am, miss. It is my greatest good fortune to have met you."

Miss Loria is the loveliest, gentlest and kindest person she has ever met.Although she always smiles, the loneliness and confusion she inadvertently reveals is heartbreaking.

Miss Loria never mentioned her origin, but she was as keen as herself... Abigail's eyes became more and more gentle, and she could always guess many truths... For example, Miss, she must come from an ancient and conservative family. The silver-haired older sister who ran away from home?Knowing nothing about the outside world, she bravely set foot on a strange land alone.

As for why she was alone?That must be because she doesn't have half trustworthy people around her.

The spotless and innocent eldest lady in an old conservative family...the fierce and ugly power struggle...the black hand reaching out to the ignorant and kind girl...forced to leave home alone to embark on the journey to find her sister...

"Wuuuuu Miss, I will always be by your side."

"Ah."

Although Luo Liya didn't know why the idiot cried out suddenly, she still nodded with a very happy smile.

Chapter 10 God of Summer

January 350, 6 in the new calendar.

'As we all know, in order to fight against the disasters that spread all over the earth, the scholars of the Enlightenment Circle studied the source crystals that fell from the sky day and night; they studied the ancient objects dug from the ground, and they spent hundreds of years trying to find the way to the truth and the truth. There is a smooth road to redemption, but at this moment, the genius apprentice gained inspiration from the "useless" research by-products, and he successfully produced the key to human civilization-the prototype steam engine.

With the gradual improvement of the prototype steam engine, human beings have entered a bright industrial age, large and small inventions have gradually changed our lives around it, cities have expanded, populations have grown explosively, and we even have the power to fight against disasters ...the detailed process does not need to be repeated, this is common sense that everyone has mastered, and the point I want to put forward is whether we have ignored those "less important" niche researches that contain infinite possibilities like the scholars at the time ?

Like electricity.

Everyone can feel its greatness from the lightning across the sky, and our application of it today is limited to some electromagnetic effects and lighting bulbs... Countless sleepless nights, I imagined the huge generator set surging With endless energies, these energies will light up the entire city and provide power for factories around the clock. At the edge of the city, human beings will throw dazzling lightning into the wilderness, and disasters will be melted in this incomparably bright power. For nothing.

(The research report on electricity is omitted here, see the next issue of Nature for details)

... I hereby appeal to the Circle of Enlightenment and the research institutions of various countries to invest more manpower and material resources in the research of electrification. '

Miss Loria was lazily lying on the armchair in the living room, browsing the newspaper Le Monde with half-closed eyes. She tilted her head and looked around. Pulled up a little.

The small fan at the feet immediately brought a cooler experience, and Luria stretched her body contentedly.She agrees very much with the idea put forward by the columnist with the pseudonym 'Tesla'. Her small electric fan is indeed the light of civilization, and it is one of the greatest inventions of mankind.

Without it, Miss Loria would have been melted by the Zybia summer heat.

'I know the gentleman who preaches electrification, but in order to prevent rational and friendly scientific discussions from devolving into stupid ancient duels, I can only reveal that he is an overly paranoid gentleman, let me call him Mr. 'Electrification'.

I read his article and decided to put forward a tit-for-tat point of view in this issue of Le Monde... Mr. 'Electrification' affirmed the great steam revolution in the article, but he was vague about the second steam revolution recognized by all walks of life. I even Some wonder if he has been separated from human society for too long?Or does it have some special purpose?For example, accepting a sponsorship from a generator manufacturer.

Just take it as a joke and I won't make such speculative remarks again.

I don't know why 'Mr. Electrification' skipped the second steam revolution, didn't he know that we have replaced boilers with high pressure steam tanks?Smaller and smaller steam engines are providing us with more powerful power. Every year, smaller and stronger power units will replace the previous generation. I don't know where the limit of this technology is, but I know that the limp battery must There is no way to make White Castle fly into the sky.

I use electricity in my home myself, and I admit that light bulbs and a few low-consumption gadgets help me a lot, but I can't imagine a whole city tethered to wires - the Gallians would be the first Crazy, because it destroys the aesthetics they live by, and then the Galians will be ecstatic, because the sky fortress that the sworn enemy Britannia always messes with them will be tied to the ground by countless cables .

Almost forgot the greatest invention of the second steam revolution - the energy conversion device 'universal machine', 'Mr. Electrification' obviously missed it, this cross-age invention provides us with unprecedented possibilities: high-pressure steam , electricity, fossil fuels, and even magic that once existed only in legends!

All known energy sources have been integrated into our modern industrial system.I don't understand why we should give up more comprehensive and mature technology to pursue untested and conjectural paths... A real scholar should seriously consider how to bring our scientific system one step closer - such as finding A new, more efficient energy source.

It may be above the sky, in the source of all myths; or it may be around us, in your body, in the ordinary things.

There may be incredible forces in those tiniest, indivisible foundations of who we are and everything that is. '

This gentleman with the pseudonym 'Rutherford' is really merciless.

Luria glanced at her small fan. The delicate and small shell was painted with light blue paint, which was much more beautiful than the huge and rough machines outside, covered with gears, rivets and copper pipes... But it Dragging a long tail, the other end is connected to a metal box - it is the limp battery in Mr. Rutherford's mouth.

Luria also felt that she could not accept the life of a room full of wires. She thought wildly, if the world imagined by Mr. Tesla came true, wouldn't human beings become puppets controlled by wires?

She noticed that the indicator light on the metal box showing the remaining battery power had turned red, and she thought that in such a world, humans would definitely suffer from low battery syndrome.

Fortunately, this is only a small problem for her - the metal box in front of her is a high-end product that cost her a full 175 pounds, the original imported Enlightenment Ring, and the latest portable battery with a low-power universal machine.It can be recharged by high-pressure steam stations, hot water houses and power stores that can be seen everywhere on the street without the need for a complicated generator set and special commissioning.

But that is for ordinary humans, she still has a faster and more convenient way.

Miss Loria poked her head out from behind the newspaper again to look around, and then... she slid her body off the recliner a little, stretched out a leg towards the battery, and clamped its small, slender toes. Metal sheets.

Luria, who had burned out many precision devices, carefully controlled the output of magic power. The red indicator light went off and the yellow one turned on.She wondered if the legendary 'magic technology' could be seen in a big country like the Republic of Gallia or the Empire of Britannia?At the same time, she wondered how the 'magic filling station' that existed in her imagination worked.

The green light came on again.

The contented Miss Luria felt extremely at ease at the moment. She found a comfortable position and decided to take a nap with the company of the small fan.

Chapter 11 Four Cats

35 kV... 330 kV... 1000 kV.

UHV...

"Miss, it's time to change...you have in the afternoon..."

Abigail reminded quietly.

Loria frowned, she had a terrible headache.

She would dream occasionally, but the strange dream that she could not remember clearly just now even made her feel physically uncomfortable... There was no picture, and a female voice spoke incomprehensible words at a constant speed.

It was hard to understand, but she seemed to understand what the voice said, although she forgot it as soon as she woke up.

What's even more weird is that the voice that gave her a headache and even wanted to vomit was inexplicably familiar, as if that voice had accompanied her day and night.But in her memory, everyone she has ever met and known now has never had such a voice.

She suddenly thought of a possibility!

After reaching a certain age, the magic of some companions will have side effects.

Her martial arts teacher, Ms. Estella's explanation for this is that some of them picked up strange ancient magic tools, and some of them heard a certain voice muttering repeatedly in the dream, and then woke up It has some kind of additional effect.

Ms. Estella can make the magic impact seem to fall from the sky, and Mr. Angus' ability is... the prickly pear he grows is bigger than others.

Oh oh oh, is the time for Miss Loria finally coming?

What will her talents look like?Could it be the one that consumes a lot of mana to activate?Could it be the type that strengthens the magic effect?

It's really a waste to have a huge body of magic power that can only be used for lighting and charging.

The so-called three forms of magic.

Magic flash, it is said that mastered at a high level can even create a world of light and shadow that looks like it is real.She is still at the point where she dazzles people's eyes with colorful lights.

Magic impact, the most practical means of attack, from physical damage to frost, flame, lightning, this form is difficult to master, but its potential is unlimited.She currently has only mastered simple attacks simulating cones and arrows.

Magic force field, the least efficient way to apply magic power, is generally used for defense, cleaning, or in conjunction with melee combat.Generally speaking, the consumption of magic power and the cost performance of producing magic effects are the worst among the three forms.

Whether you can use magic is determined by your inborn talent, and whether you are skilled in magic... hard practice may not be useful, and there is no such thing as epiphany... This is a complicated art that is accumulated through experience. Applying influence, walking to a higher level through tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of trials and errors... I have imagined countless times of hot, scalding, thick flames in my head, but there is no way to really use magic impact. flames.

Although she can also have one or two low-level magic impact forms, it is not as convenient as using a simple and rude magic force field-this is also two of the equipment that she is not afraid of mundane disasters, except for a bunch of equipment given by Eve. Rely on one.

"Miss?"

"Well, sorry to trouble you, Abby"

Luo Liya sighed in her heart, and resigned herself to let the maid dress herself up. Over the past few months, everything she had seen and heard in the mortal world had already broken her inherent impression. And convenient inventions, and even subscribed to three newspapers - you can see gossip and new things thousands of miles away without leaving home.

The few months of mortal life seemed like her previous life was like penance.

But the ordinary life is not always full of fun.

For example, on a hot and humid summer day that is enough to beat back the brave priests of the goddess, go out in a rather formal local style dress.

Fortunately, the Chobians do not have the custom of regularly entertaining neighbors and friends. Loria heard from Abby that the rigid and old-fashioned Bretons like a large group of people crowded together with tense faces and chatting awkwardly.

After sending Abigail back who wanted to go out with her, she held up a parasol that could not block the heat, and within a few steps, she saw the fat neighbor's wife coming towards her, waving her folding fan too frequently.

"Good afternoon, Miss Romero, the weather is really nice today."

"Good afternoon, Mrs. Crespo."

Loria squeezed the corners of her mouth, but she couldn't say anything about the good weather. She had greeted this lady once when she ran out to see the airship in the early morning.

"What am I going to tell you... By the way, as you know, my husband is in the guard, and he gave some disturbing news at noon." Mrs. Crespo said in a low voice: "Two murders ...I shouldn't have said this to a young lady like you, but please be careful."

"I see." Loria nodded with a smile. She felt that Mrs. Crespo must have noticed her habit of walking after dark. "I will be careful, thank you for reminding me."

After exchanging pleasantries, Mrs. Crespo walked back to her small courtyard with small steps.

And Luo Liya continued to experience the scorching heat of Zambia's dry season... It is obviously a dry season without rain, but the high temperature air is full of sticky feeling because of the sea.

The local newspaper she subscribed said that the daytime temperature was as high as 39 degrees today, so she added some common sense about the modern world—39 degrees is comfortable, [-] degrees is a bit hot, [-] degrees...Xiao Luo melted .

Seeing a milkman in shorts and a short shirt running coolly past her, the unusually tight waist design of the long skirt made her breathless, making her irritated by the heat straight rise.

The aesthetics of mortals is not only outdated but also tormenting... If the dresses Eve gave her were not too eye-catching, those short dresses with tight breasts and wide belly would be suitable for such a hot weather.

In the past, ladies and wives could still go out in carriages, but recently, all carriage houses no longer accepted employment—it seemed that they were all requisitioned by the Queen.

Do you want to buy a steam machine for transportation, the kind with a roof?But Abby seems to have said that if you want to drive a steam machine in the city, you need to take a test.

While thinking wildly, she finally came to the agreed place not far from home, at the end of a narrow alley in the old town.

'Four Cats' Cafe.

'I'm not at home, I'm at the cafe, I'm not at the cafe, I'm on my way to the cafe. '

Some poet in the newspaper seems to have said something similar.

Pushing open the carved wooden door under the elliptical vault, Loria first saw a huge charcoal drawing on one side of the wall - two men were mounting super-pressure gas cylinders to the high-energy steam engine.

Candles are burning on the black iron ceiling candlesticks, dispelling the darkness in the old stone hall, but giving people the illusion of being in a quiet night.

There are more than a dozen sets of tables and chairs loosely placed in the hall, but only two tables are seated. Next to the fresh flowers on the tables, the faintly glowing kerosene lamp illuminates the soothing music that seems to be absent.

When she closed the door, even the scorching heat was blocked out.

What a place.

Chapter 12 Reality has always had two faces

Forrest, who was sitting in the corner, got up and waved to her.

"What's the matter with me?"

After taking her seat, Loria asked directly.She and Forrest knew each other so well that politeness would only appear hypocritical.

"I remember that you seem to understand some strange characters." Forrest took out a few small pieces of paper from his jacket pocket, pushed them in front of Luria and said, "Can you help me identify them?"

"It's an ancient text." Loria said after squinting her eyes for a while, "There are a few mistakes in the writing, but I can see the original meaning...the glory of the gods, the body of a mortal, and the source of magic power."

Forrest took back the paper, marked it according to the explanation given by Loria, and asked, "When does ancient times mean?"

"At least four to five thousand years ago."

Loria recalled the content of ancient history and replied: "From you... counting from the last day of the old calendar."

Some time before 5000 years ago, a large number of books written in ancient characters suddenly appeared. The records in the previous history were vague. This kind of characters were used for nearly 3000 years. After that, modern characters The rudiment of ancient Chinese characters appeared.

And the era she used to live in is now called the end of the old calendar by humans, and the variant ancient scripts that were popular at that time were not much different from today, otherwise she would not be able to read newspapers in just a few months of study.

Forrest nodded thoughtfully. He repeated the translated phrase over and over without asking any more questions. At this moment, the waiter gently brought a cup of coffee to Loria, and then quietly walked away.

"It's too bitter for me to drink."