miss mist go with the flow

Humans are really complicated.

Amy sighed, the emotion in her heart could not be expressed in words.

"If you're tired, why don't you go to bed early tonight?" Sirin touched Amy's forehead and said softly.

Amy nodded. She was indeed very tired. Digesting the [Sandra's Sigh] spell made her mentally exhausted.

She glanced at the remaining things in the room, and an idea came to her mind. With the touch of her fingers, the magic power was transferred, and everything in the room was transferred to the room of the dead, including the bed and bathtub.

These things are Sandra's relics and should be kept by her teacher.

The room was empty, and there was nothing left. Amy worriedly used [Eye of the Moon] and [Ingenious Exploration] to scan through it. After making sure that nothing was missed, she took Sirin's wrist and left through the portal.

It was already dark outside, but the starry sky near the harbor was exceptionally bright, and the night wind was blowing, bringing a burst of coolness.

Rosa and Saimila were still guarding outside the teleportation formation, and the latter looked at Amy expectantly, as if waiting for her to say something.

Amy rubbed the space between her brows, and said in a low voice, "Sandra is my student, and I'm here to recover her relics. The things inside are not something you can covet, so give it up."

Sai Mira did not dare to express any objection and accepted it by default.

Amy is Sandra's teacher, such a powerful person, she is too late to make friends, how could she risk offending her?

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You can also throw away any spare blade gifts~ The survival of Pujieyu needs the support of rich loli~~

Old Fate: Chapter 104 Unequal Transactions

That night, Amy lay in bed early.

She originally wanted to pretend to be asleep, to see if she could catch Miss Swordsman, but after lying down, the exhaustion from digesting [Sandra's Sigh] surged up again, and she closed her eyes for a while, but still fell into a deep sleep.

As expected, she started dreaming again.

In the dream, she saw the long-lost foggy forest, thorn bushes and tree houses.

It's a pity that the Timberwolves are not there, and the magic pet wandering outside the bushes is a strange bird with several pairs of wings.

In the clearing below the treehouse, a young girl is chopping wood with an axe.

In front of her was a small crooked table, which she planned to make into a chair.

In the corridor of the tree house, the moon elves sat on the railing, leaning on their cheeks and meditating.

The girl has aqua blue hair, slightly curly hair, slightly dark skin, but not dull, looks very healthy.

She was wearing shorts and shorts, dressed like a boy, with a cheerful smile on her face.

Watching this scene, Amy suddenly realized something in her heart.

This little girl should be Sandra, she is also an aborigine of the harbor, no wonder she knows the spirit of heavy water and the route to the deep sea.

In this scene, Sandra, who has just become a student of the moon elves, is still a pure-hearted little girl who has not yet grown into a pervert.

As the light and shadow change, the branches and leaves around the bushes wither and turn yellow, and then new green emerges.

As time goes by, the girl grows into a slim young girl, becoming more and more beautiful.

Her desk and chair became more level, and a simple log cabin appeared in the open space on the right side of the tree house.

The girl held a staff in her hand and chanted a spell. A ring of water condensed in front of her, gushing out streams of water.

The moon elf came from outside the bushes with a longbow on her back, followed by a strange bird hovering behind her, carrying a dead hare in her hand.

The girl who was practicing magic smiled happily, and ran over to build a stove to light a fire.

In the curling smoke, the axis of time is pulled again.

The girl has grown into a mature and beautiful Yu Jie, and when standing beside the Moon Elf, she is already a head taller than the Moon Elf.

She was wearing a formal magician's robe, embroidered with water-blue star patterns, and the staff she held in her hand became more advanced, and happily handed a professional badge to the moon elf.

It was a gem-quality badge, shining brightly in the sun.

Sandra's smile was even brighter, with proud confidence.

With her waist in her waist, she was full of vitality, and she raised her hand and said something loudly.

With a slight smile on the cold face of the moon elf, he took out a blank magic note and handed it to Sandra.

In the opened pages of the notes, white clouds passed by leisurely.

Sandra half-kneeled in front of the moon elf, respectfully begging for something.

The door of the tree house was half open, and the moon elf sat at the desk, nodding indifferently.

Sandra wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and reluctantly walked out of the thorn bushes.

The multi-winged bird sang sadly and followed Sandra's back for a long time.

Amy knew that this was Sandra's farewell before going to the deep sea.

The moon elves knew what Sandra was going to do, but they didn't stop her.

Afterwards, the dream picture became darker, the small house in the open space in front of the tree house collapsed, the strange bird disappeared, the ruins of the house gradually disappeared, and the moon elf returned here with an extra book of magic notes in his hand.

She put the magic note on the bookshelf, leaned on the desk, resting her arms on her pillow, as if she was taking a nap at noon, but also fell into a deep sleep.

Amy opened her eyes and woke up from the dream.

She felt a slight discomfort near the corners of her eyes, and wiped it with the back of her hand to remove some water stains.

Will the Spirit of the Holy Moon shed tears?

Unbeknownst to Amy, once again peeking at other people's past in a dream made her feel heavy.

Sandra's diary is very detailed, but the dream of the Holy Moon Spirit is very vague. It seems that the master and apprentice are not equally invested in each other.

The sky is still dark, not yet lit.

Amy sniffed, and smelled a familiar aroma as expected.

Sirin hugged her from behind, and her head was resting on the mountain range of Sirin through the thin pajamas.

Amy sniffed, and opened the [Moon Eye] with her left eye.

The special field of vision of the pupil technique allows her to see the scene behind her clearly, 360 degrees without blind spots.

Miss Swordsman hugged her with one arm, put the other hand into her clothes, arched her body slightly, extended her hands to her abdomen, and slept on her side with her legs folded together, her posture was quite delicate.

Amy sighed, although she missed the present, her previous guess seemed to be true.

Miss Swordsman literally fucked herself while sleeping with her arms around her, and it's been going on for several nights.

Could it be that anyone who is too close to the moon elves will become such a pervert?

Does she have the strange talent of "being loved"?

But Miloco and Nuolda are all normal, maybe they are not strong enough in self-control, right?

Amy thought so, but she sighed softly in her heart.

It might be a good thing not to catch one, or Miss Swordsman would go berserk, and she might have been killed on the spot.

Life is so hard that I can only continue to sleep with my eyes closed.

Amy shook her head, shook off the chaotic thoughts in her mind, and fell asleep again.

This time I slept until dawn, and Sirin was no longer by my side. Amy leaned forward and looked out the window, and Miss Swordsman was not practicing sword on the lawn outside the house.

The bathroom door was open, no one was inside.

Ami slipped off her slippers and went to the door to have a look.

Sirin was squatting by the river washing clothes, and when she heard her walking, she raised a hand to say hello, and at the same time pointed to the fire on the grass by the river.

There was already a fire cooking soup over there, and the smell of food slowly wafted over.

The clothes of the two of them are basically changed every day, but they may not be washed every day. Occasionally, if they are lazy or do not have enough time, Amy will also use magic to clean them up directly.

Most of the time, Xilin does the laundry.

Of course, cooking, sweeping the floor, changing quilts and tending the vegetable garden are also the jobs of Sirin.

Amy turned into the bathroom, brushed her teeth, washed her face and changed her clothes.

The changed nightgown was casually hung on the coat rack beside the bed. She glanced at it, and saw that Xilin's nightgown was not here, and it was probably taken to be washed.

Tsk tsk, tell her to play exciting games all day, so she will be busy when doing laundry, right?

Amy smiled mischievously, and opened the window further to diffuse the smell in the room.

This fragrance is not unpleasant, but upon smelling this smell, Amy will somewhat develop some subtle associations, it is better to diffuse the smell.

When she finished packing and walked out of the cabin, Sirin was returning to dry her wet clothes with her arms around her.

Amy glanced at it, and teased, "Wash pajamas again? Have you only worn them for two days?"

Sirin blushed slightly, turned her head away, and replied in a low voice: "I accidentally got dirty."

As for what was dirty, she dared not go into details.

Amy didn't dare to challenge Sirin's bottom line, so she stretched her waist and walked towards the fire.

The soup in the pot is mushroom soup, and the ingredients beside it have been prepared. Judging from the proportions, it should be a vegetable chowder.

Honey cakes were being heated in the oven, and jam was also brought out and placed on the table.

Calculating the time, Sirin probably got up half an hour earlier than her.

Amy rubbed her wrists, planning to go to the kitchen after a long absence.

These dishes are all vegetarian, so she has no problem eating them, but Xilin is a martial arts professional, and her physical energy consumption is estimated to be quite large recently, so it is better to add some meat.

There were bread slices, vegetable leaves, and seasoning sauce. Amy made a piece of fried meatloaf, combined it into a sandwich, and placed it on Sirin's dinner plate.

Sirin took over the stove and finished the vegetable chowder. The mushroom soup was also cooked, and they were served to the dining table.

The two had a fairly hearty breakfast, and were about to leave the room of the undead when Amy suddenly felt a sense of discord.

She looked at the forest of statues by the river, where Sandra's puppets were also piled up. The clothes on her body hadn't been changed yet, and she still looked very dry.

Amy scanned it with her eyes, and judged that two golems were missing without counting them carefully.

These puppets were collected among the undead by her, and she remembered the shape of each one.

"What's wrong?" Miss Swordsman asked from beside her, her face looked innocent.

Ami raised her forehead and said, "Did you steal the puppet from here?"

Sirin's complexion changed slightly, her lips trembled, but she didn't speak.

"One is wearing a maid's short skirt, and the other is the dress style of the aborigines in the harbor." Amy pouted and said, "You can't hide it from me, I know it well."

When Sirin persuaded her to put away these puppets yesterday, she knew that Miss Swordsman would definitely cheat secretly, but she couldn't bear it for a day.

Sirin scratched her cheek, tilted her head to play dumb, and pretended not to hear.

"Take it out, you and I are tired of being together every day, what's the use of these puppets?" Amy advised.

Even if Sirin wants to use the puppet to do strange things, she doesn't have much time.

Sirin whispered: "The workmanship of these puppets is very fine, and it also involves some ancient knowledge. I want to keep it in my hand and study it..."

Amy narrowed her eyes, her tone was warning: "You really think so?"

Sirin recalled Amy's previous performance, pouted and hugged Amy's arm coquettishly: "Give me two, I promise I won't use them for strange things, just for changing clothes."

Miss Swordsman, who acted like a little girl, showed a great contrast of cuteness, which made Amy almost lose her mind. She pinched her fingers secretly to stabilize her mind, and said: "If it is really a change of clothes, I am more beautiful than a golem." All right?"

Sirin's eyes lit up, and she said: "Then I will hand over the doll, in exchange, you will be my dress-up doll!"

Ami made X with both hands in front of her, rolled her eyes, and said, "This is not enough to make a deal! You took my things and used it to blackmail me, show some face!"

Xilin crossed her arms, snorted, and continued imitating the behavior of the moon elves to the end: "Then I won't take it out!"

Amy was out of breath, pointing at Miss Swordsman's face, wanting to yell, "You bastard, your brain is already full of waste!"

"Hmph~" Sirin raised her face and showed Amy her chin.

At first glance, Amy thought this pose looked familiar, but after thinking for a while, she realized that Sirin was imitating her, and she became even angrier. She stood on tiptoe and patted Sirin's chest, causing the mountains to tremble, "Stop making trouble!" Hurry up and hand over the puppet you stole!"

Sirin yelled "Oh", clutching her chest in pain, her brows furrowed, her gaze became dangerous, "I mean you, you don't know the severity, do you?"