Creator's Steam Fairy

Loria waved her hand to express her refusal. She had long been curious about this drink that is widely loved by mortals. After tasting it, she retched and fed the rest to the flowers and plants in the yard.

"It's a Zombian flavor with a lot of honey," explains Forrest.

Miss Loria just tilted her head slightly and pretended not to hear.

The holy scriptures have said that the brave dare to make mistakes, and the wise are good at summing up.

Smart people don't fall for the second time, and she obviously has the potential to be a wise person.

"Okay, I'll ask someone to replace it with fruit juice." Forrest said with a helpless smile: "After all, this is a drink for mature adults."

Luria immediately raised her glass and took a sip.

Sometimes courage is more important than wisdom!

The sweetness of honey mixed with the rich milky aroma, coupled with a little bit of cinnamon, almost conceals the taste of the coffee itself, and the bit of concealed bitterness in turn enriches the sweetness.

It's really delicious.

She took another sip, savoring it slowly this time, and seemed to feel the unique aroma that only belonged to coffee, the slightly bitter and lingering aroma.

Well, this thing can be added to Miss Loria's daily menu.

nice~

Forrest, who once again practiced the special attack tactics against human cubs, is full of confidence. He feels that he can easily raise five children. When Loria is about to fall into a certain kind of blissful intoxication, he thinks about it He interrupted: "It seems that the city is not very peaceful recently, you'd better hire a guard... Do you have any self-defense weapons?"

arms?Luria shook her left hand weakly. She threw her saber home. There were no smoking chimneys in the area of ​​the old city where she lived, and the sound of steam engines was rarely heard, but almost every street corner There was a guard dozing in the shade.

"Do parasols count?"

She pouted towards the door, not feeling in her heart that she needed to carry a weapon with her.

……

The figure in a cloak left the barber shop with a square meter of seven or eight meters, walked frivolously through the smelly and sewage-ridden alley to the end, and boarded the wooden bungalow by a creaking and rusty iron ladder roof.

Drilling into the small insect museum made of embroidered iron sheets and wooden boards, the figure, which is a bit petite for an adult woman, threw off the cloak, and the afterglow of the scorching sun through the gaps in the shack shone on the greasy and dirty silver hair .

This is the fringe of the city, a place that even the soot raised by high-pressure boilers would not visit.

Pain, stench, and darkness are the constant melodies here, and the beautiful silver color still looks out of place even if it is covered with dirt.

Just like her, Alice has a clear understanding of herself. Although she grew up in a similar place, she never belonged here.

Under the old wooden boards, there was a weak coughing sound.

Alice had enough experience to make a judgment on this—the man who lived downstairs was numbered.

There is neither pity nor joy, just thinking about whether to occupy a larger place of refuge.

The death of someone else is like a bedbug crawling across the skin, which cannot arouse her emotions at all.

Kicking away a few empty glass bottles, Alice sat on the floor, rolled up her blouse, and there was a finger-long wound on the side of her abdomen painted with a strange black pattern.

She was relieved that the scab had formed. It wasn't a fatal injury, but it was enough to seriously hurt her at a critical moment.

In a few days, go to the barber shop for another blood test and it should be cured.

I've been really unlucky lately, trying to find the ruins but only got a worthless wooden statue and got injured.When I returned to the city, I found a large group of rats looking for her traces, and the injury was not healed for a long time.

It was not the first time she had faced a magician, nor was it the first time she had been harmed by magic... But that stinky brat with too much magic power was just too weird.

Alice considers herself to be different from ordinary people, not only because she has certain firm beliefs, but also because she has a better understanding of her own body than ordinary people in all aspects.

At the beginning, she didn't even realize that she was affected by the tyrannical magic—a small piece of her clothes and body was missing on her side, and there wasn't even much blood oozing out, a small injury that would disappear in a day or two before, It's been going on for three full months now.

Was it because the conditions in the wilderness were too harsh, or did the bloodletting therapy have less effect on her?

Do you really want to try the more effective treatment that the barber said?

Thinking of that therapy, Alice had a rare emotion—resistance.

Her perfect calm was opened a small gap, and she recalled what she had seen that day.

Following the guidance of a certain intuition, she felt that she must be able to find valuable things in that strange ancient ruins, but after a hasty inspection, the ruins seemed to be emptied, except for useless weeds and even more useless things. The theological classics used are so clean that there is not even a copper coin.

But found a sleeping girl.

It seems that there is no life and soul, a girl who is as delicate as a doll.

She has seen too many beautiful and handsome living and dead people.

In the eyes of ordinary people, that girl may only have ordinary beauty, and she is still a little immature.

But to her, it has a strange attraction.

That's why she didn't sneak attack, that's why she imitated ordinary people chatting with her, that's why she didn't fight back.

Thinking of the brutal attack full of flaws, the wound on his abdomen felt a tingling pain again.

If we meet again... Alice raised the corner of her mouth.

Chapter 13 Leia Crystal

In the year 302 of the new calendar, geology professor Leia James discovered a kind of crystal-like ore sold by local people during a geological expedition to the southern part of Gallia. He didn't pay attention at first, until he saw a baby Tong easily crushed the crystal.

In this regard, the local people's explanation is that this crystal-like ore is sometimes hard and sometimes fragile. They call it the pendant of the goddess of fortune. The glow means death.

Professor Leia does not agree with this statement. Based on his deep understanding of geology and ores, he intuitively believes that whether fragile or hard, these are two sides of the same substance.

What are the triggering conditions?Is it random?

According to the scientific experiment theory advocated by the Royal Society for the Advancement of Natural Knowledge, he designed a series of experiments in an attempt to find out the basic characteristics of this substance.

On the one hand, this unknown crystal is very stable, insoluble in acid and alkali, and does not chemically react with any common reagents and substances.

On the other hand, it is like a prank of the gods - when the melting point of this mineral is determined by heating, the crystal will sublime directly at a certain temperature, just like iodine, which is directly converted into a gaseous state without going through a liquid state, but cooling cannot Make it sublimated... No matter how the experiments are designed, they seem to disappear completely.

What's even more frightening is that its sublimation temperature is not constant. Professor Leia has obtained dozens of results through repeated experiments.

"Go away! Disappear! You demons!"

At one point he thought he was crazy, and even yelled wildly at the closed glass jar filled with this crystal.

However, a miracle happened, and the crystal really disappeared.

Professor Leia weighed the closed glass jar, and the heavy glass jar became very light now, as if it was empty... The professor came to an amazing conclusion-this process of crystal seemingly sublimating, In fact, it is completely irreversible.

He repeated the accident frantically, but to no avail, until he was on the verge of a mental breakdown again.

The miracle happened again.

Leia James discovered a substance that can be affected by strong emotions or will of human beings - Leia crystal, which is natural solid magic.The Leia experiment is the first scientific observation of magic in human history.

His discoveries opened up new branches of science and technology, magic and magic industries...

……

In the next section, I will introduce you to the discovery of the three forms of magic power and the wonderful connection between magic power and mathematics. '

hiss……

Throwing away the "A Brief History of Magic Power", Miss Loria rubbed her aching head, her mind was full of the scene of the beaker exploding.

She doesn't understand.

Magic power is invisible and qualityless, and it becomes visible only when it gathers in large quantities—this kind of basic knowledge can be known by just asking a magician, right?Why make it so complicated?

And isn't the Leia crystal the magic spar?That thing seems to be very rare in the mortal world, but they burn it for fun...

Luria originally wanted to say something stupid about mortals, but when she thought about how mortals can transform magic power through a universal machine... she felt that science is really a great magic.

And... She always had an indescribably strange feeling that these mortals who had no magic power actually knew more about magic than she did.

Slightly lost.

Will she become the unemployed young man who is unemployed and stays at home as an adult?

Miss Priest would have had a job for life... but in mortal parlance, she is now unemployed and has become the glare of the unemployment survey.

It's still the worst situation where the company goes bankrupt and doesn't get compensation.

She couldn't even apply for unemployment benefits and reemployment training—because the goddess didn't give her a dismissal certificate.

It's June 21st and she's less than three months away from turning 16... which is the norm for women in most countries.

She suddenly had some bad associations - 18 years old, ran out of money, Miss Pink Hair, who had been unemployed for two years, was lying on the shop window and drooling looking at the freshly baked delicious cakes.

Rolling down from the big soft bed, Luria sat at her desk for the first time, and she grabbed a stack of papers to write and draw.

A maid-housekeeper-runner-gardener-cook, a housemaid, rent... £150 a week, £[-] a year.

The weekly consumption of ingredients, seasonings and daily necessities, newspapers... Loria bit a pen and recalled Abigail's nagging... about two pounds and eight shillings a week?Every year... every year... £120 fourteen shillings a year.

Miss Loria's own gourmet fund... um... plus one, no, two cups of coffee with honey at eight and a halfpence a day... £91 shillings a week, £[-] a year

Add up to more than 400 pounds a year?It always feels far more than that.

"Abby! Abby!"

Luria handed the paper to Abigail who had heard the sound.

Abigail took a glance and understood what she meant. She secretly rolled her eyes and put the paper on the table. The food ingredients are not sold at restaurants, and you don’t always eat at home. At the current level, your fixed expenses are about five pounds a week, and about 260 pounds a year.”

"So little? So is three thousand pounds enough for me to spend ten years?" Loria breathed a sigh of relief. The remaining gold can be exchanged for at least a full ten thousand pounds. In addition to social pressure, she can't afford it if she doesn't find a job. Can lie down for decades.

"It's quite a lot, my lady. You should know that an outstanding tailor in the workshop area supports a family of six and only spends two pounds a week... He even goes for a drink once in a while."

Abigail couldn't help but rolled her eyes again, "Mr. Crespo next door is a respectable captain, and his income is about the same as your expenses."

Their rent is the same as yours, and they also hire a housekeeper and maid. They have a wife, two young ladies, and two dogs that can be eaten.

Abigail, who was always distressed by Luria's waste of money, complained silently in her heart and then said: "My dear lady, three thousand pounds is definitely not enough for you to spend ten years. The various things you asked me to buy this month A total of 610 seven pounds and eleven shillings for this kind of mechanical products, including the two universal machines that you burned out, the steam goggles you threw away after playing for a while, and the terrible expensive batteries used to power the fans , not including this."

Abigail handed Loria a very small silver revolver.

"Mr. Delgado didn't give me the bullet, he was afraid that you would hurt yourself."

Although this thing is not cheap and it is very unsuitable for a noble lady to use, but a weapon... something that can protect the lady is always good, "He is going to hire a firearms teacher for you, saying that he will personally use it after you get familiar with it. Bring the bullets."

"The thousand pounds you gave me are nearly spent."

Chapter 14 Crystal Grass

"Miss... I think you might... consider not buying useless machines..."

Abigail weighed her words and tried to persuade Loria not to waste money on useless things.

Three thousand pounds is a huge sum of money, enough for a middle-class family to spend ten years comfortably in the low-cost Zambia Kingdom, and it is also enough to buy a tiny manor in the countryside of Zambia.

Three thousand pounds is not much, if you want to buy those expensive industrial machinery.

"Our lives don't really need..."

Abigail stopped talking suddenly, because just now she had a confused look on her face, and Loria, who was pointing her fingers to settle accounts, suddenly put on a straight face.

The personal maid who took on several jobs panicked, she seemed to have offended the young lady.

"Abby."

Luo Liya got up from the chair, raised her hand and patted the shoulder of the maid, "Where did you go this afternoon?"

"I... went to the library for a while, and then went to the workshop area to buy you a few books... and then I ran into Mr. Delgado on the way back."

"Have you ever met someone special, been to any special place? Think about it carefully."

Loria grabbed a handful of banknotes and handed them to Abigail without counting them. She trusted her personal maid very much.

Abigail frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly took out a neatly folded piece of paper from her apron pocket.

"Miss, I... in the Mason Brothers and Sisters Workshop... did a small test... a test on whether I can learn magic..."

As she spoke, her voice became softer, and her face turned red.

Everyone has a magical girl dream.

Loria took it and shook it away with one hand, densely packed black and white coat of arms was drawn on the paper.

She has seen something similar, 59 divine lines carved on a huge stone slab—a magic tool used to test the divine compatibility of clergy.

Everyone has divinity, but not everyone can transcend themselves, and no one has perfect and complete divinity...even gods can't.

Everyone has animal nature, but most people will restrain themselves with humanity, so as not to slip into the abyss.