Creator's Steam Fairy

Dorothy replied, seeing Sasha's red eyes begging for sharks, she added: "Promise me, no matter what happens, don't hit Loria?"

Little Fenmao is not the unbeatable Flora.

What if he accidentally punched him to death.

"Huh?" Flora tore herself off the wall and said dizzily, "Am I going to be a grandma? This is a great thing."

As soon as she finished speaking, Sasha slammed her over her shoulder and flew away, smashing the glass and flying out of the bell tower.

"I can't find it." The doctor was silent for a moment, and said, "Iris, she is not in this world."

"Loria..." Flora, panting and climbing up the railing outside the balcony, asked, "Where is Loria, did you elope with someone?"

Then she saw her 'good-for-nothing' sister approaching in an instant, raising her leg and kicking sideways... In a daze, Flora saw the pattern of a cat's head on a white background.

She pouted, the two people really have the same habit.

But little Loria looks cute in clothes, this old...

Flora's thoughts stopped abruptly, her head tilted at a strange angle, while her body flew lightly into the distance.

……

temple.

The head of the gods, the statue of fate is high above, she has a serious expression, her eyes are closed, and she 'gazing' at all living beings.

The remaining 58 gods are arranged on both sides.

Luo Liya stood in front of the statue of fate for a moment, then turned to the first statue on the left.

To her, this is the most loving and warmest deity in the world.

The goddess who watches over her and protects her all the time.

The upper three pillars are the head of the good god - the goddess of life.

She doesn't have the habit of coming to the Mortal Temple, and only prays at home. If you want to say that the place in the world that is closest to God is by her side.

Following the guidance of the pastor, she found a place to donate.

This temple oversees several orphanages, and now that the gods are gone, the clergy's support has become the prestige among the people for the first time in history.Once the stain is found, these clergymen will be spurned by the believers immediately.

The Brittany Empire is also happy to see its success. People always need spiritual sustenance, and relying on prestige bishops and priests can effectively alleviate conflicts, large and small.

The parliament and the government are more than happy to share some work with the church-supervising the implementation of laws, helping the poor and orphans, setting up schools and clinics, and maintaining social stability.

Occasional dark spots, but basically believable.

After all, today’s church expenses are all donated by believers, and groups of reporters stare wide-eyed, waiting to dig out some hot news from them.

The holy scriptures have been shelved and given way to the laws of mortals, and the priests have long been unable to be high above them, and have almost become service organizations that outsource psychological consultation, mediate disputes, and promote public welfare.

It's still the kind of self-raised dry food, and the congressmen love the church to death.

Times have really changed.

Seeing the bishop welcoming and sending off every donating believer with a commercial smile on his face, Loria couldn't help feeling a little funny.

In the past, when they collected money, they had to put on a bad face and call you guilty, but now they have become a benchmark in the service industry.

"Young lady, is there anything I can do for you?"

Look at this bishop with a smile on his face, a face full of divine love, who never speaks of money, but serves you.

"I want to donate."

Loria took out a brand new ten-pound note that smelled delicious, and felt that it was biting her heart... Yes, it was the evil money that bit her heart, so she was not reluctant to part with it.

The bishop's eyes lit up, and he immediately lamented that Miss Fenmao is a kind-hearted woman, blessed by the gods, that all evil will not invade, and she will become a great weapon in the future.

Rather, it made Miss Loria feel less heartbroken, and after learning that she hadn't chosen a diocese, His Excellency waved his hand, and three benevolent nuns immediately surrounded her, serving tea and drinking water and fancy consecration. The words made Miss Priest feel a little overwhelmed.

So enthusiastic!

After learning that she was a follower of the Goddess of Life, the Bishop tearfully presented a set of white porcelain tea sets printed with the Goddess' symbol.

The bishop asked kindly, "Do you have any special requirements on where the donation will go?"

"I hope it will be used to help orphans."

Unable to withstand the enthusiastic offensive, Luria, holding a whole set of tea sets, left her address and officially became a registered believer of this temple.

It's convenient on the way to get off work... No, I'd better not come here again.

"You are worthy of being a follower of the Goddess of Life." The bishop recorded it in the donation book and said, "After the donation is used, we will send you a letter to inform you of the specific use, and you can also come to the church to check the relevant records at any time and expense receipts."

It certainly won't be used inexplicably, but it certainly won't be all the money.

Church staff also need to eat well.

As for why the lady priest had one more set of gifts than others, and after that, she still received various invitations and thank-you letters from the temple from time to time?

Before the gods, everyone is equal.

But ten pounds is more equal than a shilling.

Chapter 132 Lost to a child twice in one day

"Your hair color is very rare, but the color at the roots is very natural, although it is incredible, it has not been dyed."

On the train home, when Loria was thinking about how much delicious ice cream with water could be bought for 10 pounds, a little boy who looked like five or six years old ran up to her.

"On the train from King's Cross, three o'clock in the afternoon, definitely not at school, you had lunch out, and then stayed elsewhere for a long time. Well, depending on the clothes, you live in Westminster or Fulham and are now coming home on the way."

Ok?

Loria froze.

Is this way of greeting popular among children nowadays?Suddenly ran to the beautiful young lady and made an impromptu guess?

The little boy thought for a moment and said, "It's the temple. The place where you stay is the temple."

Miss Priest is no longer sleepy now, she asked with a smile, "How do you know?"

This child was also in the temple just now, and happened to see her again.

"You have a strong scent of frankincense, with a hint of rose. This smell...is brought by the scented candles that are loved by the temple near the Natural History Society."

Loria sniffed it lightly. Really, it smelled like medicine, like the frankincense that was used in temple candles.

No, is this kid very smart?

"Then...kid, guess what my profession is?"

Luo Liya doesn't believe that children can guess, otherwise, doesn't it mean that she is not as smart as children?

After pondering for a moment, the little boy slowly said: "Your clothes are tailored to fit, the materials are exquisite, and the decoration is complicated and requires a lot of labor... It is expensive, but it is not the latest style. It is brand new and has no traces of repeated ironing. The first to wear, the button on the skirt was the most popular design last year...someone prepared an expensive dress for you in advance, but you just put it on this year."

He dragged his chin and walked a few steps, sometimes frowning in thought, and continued: "Too many clothes to wear? No, people like that won't wear last year's style. You either just came to Londinium, or your family is in trouble." .”

Merchant family?No, it's not the style that nouveau riche like, besides...the boy continued: "Your etiquette is very good, even when you are in a daze, you naturally sit upright, so it is obvious...one of your identities is an old nobleman."

Although your guess is not wrong, but Miss Sister, I learned this skill hundreds of years ago.

Luo Liya smiled proudly and said, "It's not bad."

"You think what I said is wrong." The boy frowned and paced back and forth in front of her, "Indeed, there are several contradictory points in you, which I can't clarify for the time being, but... let me just say the conclusion. "

Luria laughed and said, "Don't reason?"

"You know that once a magician tells the truth about his tricks, he won't be appreciated by others." The little boy who didn't use the honorifics raised his eyebrows proudly and said: "You are alienated from the crowd and think you are different. Now I have mastered the tricks. I can’t guess your specific origin with my knowledge, but I’m afraid you’ve been worrying about money recently. Even so, you still went to the temple to donate. I’m afraid some unexpected situation aroused your sympathy, I guess , orphan, right?"

"Hey, how do you know that?"

She can also judge a person's general situation by looking at their words, deeds, clothes and jewelry, but can she even guess what happened to her?

how could it be possible!

"Observed."

Seeing Luria's expression of being choked by hard bread, the little boy laughed wantonly and said, "You want to ask why you can't do it? It's very simple, you are watching, and I am observing. obvious difference."

The translation is almost: you, pink-haired idiot.

"Sherlock! You're making trouble again!"

Just when the five or six-year-old boy was about to say something more, a woman screamed with anger and obvious depression.

Not everyone has the heart to tolerate this strange child, and there are countless adults who have been provoked into a rage by his inexplicable outspokenness.

While pulling the little boy away, she hastily bowed and apologized to Loria: "Sherlock... this child is not polite, I'm sorry, miss, I'm really sorry."

"Nothing, no need to apologize."

Luria smiled and waved at the woman who looked like the boy's mother, watching her pull the boy away.

In this world, absolutely no one can use magic around her without her noticing.

so……

She doesn't seem to be as smart as these five or six-year-old children?

So angry!

More than 20 minutes later, Luria, who was holding a gift box, finally returned home. Thanks to Mr. Wallace, she was very relaxed after not having to write a report recently, and gradually adapted to clerical work. Today, she even transcribed all the letters I'm done copying.

"Abby, put on this tea set."

Luria stuffed herself into the soft sofa and stretched her body to her heart's content. The tea set given by the bishop was beautiful, and the young lady bought it for ten pounds.

Use it, you can use it vigorously.

A small light brown head was looking at her from the corner of the wall, trying to figure it out, but then hesitatingly hid back, as if it was glued to the corner of the wall.

"Paola, are you still used to living here?"

The little girl nodded. Years of malnutrition made her extremely thin, pale, and her hair was messy, but now Abigail washed it clean, cut her hair, and put on a small bow.

Much cuter than when we first met.

Abigail even slightly altered the dress that Loria had bought out of freshness and was thrown away, and put it on the little girl.

The most ironic thing is-it fits unexpectedly.

When Abigail unpacked the tea set, her eyes quickly swept between the young lady and Paula. Her tailoring skills can be said to be close to that of a novice, and the fit is all because...

She was the one who took care of these two in the bath - thinking about it a little bit, the maid couldn't help feeling sad.

Woo, Miss...Miss, she lost completely, woo.

Lost to malnourished, born in a slum, who is more than three years younger than her...

Neither Loria nor Paula noticed Abigail's strange shifting expressions.

If she knew what impolite things were going on in this maid's head, Luria would definitely show her the majesty of her employer.

It's a pity she didn't know.

Now I just encourage that little girl with a smile and what I think are very warm eyes.

"Thank... thank you... thank you."

Paula bowed her head deeply, not daring to look at Loria, and at the same time stammered her thanks in a voice so thin that it was almost inaudible.

"Don't be afraid, you are safe here, don't worry about anything, I will protect you."

Luo Liya promised half politely and half coaxing a child.

I will protect you.

Paula's head was full of those words.

The tears spread and couldn't stop.

Chapter 133 Paula

11 years before the new calendar, spring.

"If yes, just nod."

Loria nodded and said, "Yes, cat!"

"If not, just shake your head."