miss mist go with the flow

Rosa stopped and turned around with a humble expression.

Amy's eyes swept over Rosa, and along the way, no matter how slow she was, she could still find that Rosa's identity was not quite right, not as simple as a coachman.

Instead of having doubts in your heart and secret suspicions, it is better to ask directly.

"Rosa, you are not just a driver, can you tell me about your real identity?" Amy asked.

Rosa's face was slightly startled, and she didn't answer the question immediately, but looked at Sirin beside her.

Sirin shrugged, looking at what I was doing, I didn't remind Amy, she discovered it herself.

Rosa said: "My lord, Amy, besides being a coachman, I am also a platinum-level guard of the Chamber of Commerce's guard team, and a senior field deacon!"

She mentioned the first two identities, but did not mention the identity of the regional chief executive of the Chamber of Commerce in the southern border of the empire.

Telling part of the truth, is it telling the truth or lying?

Rosa didn't dare to define it, but before she left, the President had a talk with her once, and if it was not necessary, Amy should not let Amy know the identity of her regional chief executive.

Amy frowned, "Is that the only way?"

She doesn't really have any real feelings about the platinum-level guards and senior field deacons of the chamber of commerce. She doesn't know what level of status this is, but her intuition tells her that Rosa's true identity is much more than that.

Seeing that she couldn't hide it, Rosa took out the golden firebird badge from her bosom, and said, "In order to serve you more conveniently, the headquarters of the chamber of commerce has given you this high-level badge, which can be used as a branch manager's badge." The authority is barely on the same level as Lord Roland and Lord Ashley."

It's very subtle to say that they are barely equal, after all, they are all supervisors, but if you really care about it, she is actually slightly higher than the two of them.

By the way, the above sentence cannot be regarded as a lie, and what she expressed is true—anyway, the polygraph spell will definitely not be able to detect it.

Raising her status to the level of branch supervisor, she finally managed to persuade Amy.

The Moon Elf snorted softly, "Treat people with sincerity. I also know that I am a cash cow in the eyes of the Chamber of Commerce. It is normal for you to send someone to protect me, but at least let me know who I am?"

"It's because we didn't think carefully, Mr. Miwu, please don't be angry." Rosa changed her address very spiritually, and continued following Amy's train of thought, "The chamber of commerce really takes your safety seriously. It is because of commercial value, in fact, everyone is a fan of your book, and we really want to see "The Red Dragon King" come to a successful conclusion."

Unexpectedly, Ami heard this kind of words again, turned her face away, and said awkwardly: "Don't think that I will hand in a few more manuscripts this month, there are still only so many manuscripts! After all, I am traveling. , it’s so inconvenient to write a manuscript!”

Rosa breathed a sigh of relief, knowing she was through a crisis.

She glanced at Sirin with a bit of resentment. The same is true for this Lingfeng Sword Master. He was obviously on the same side as her, and he didn't know how to help her just now.

She sorted out her emotions, and then said: "Don't worry about the manuscript, Mr. Miwu, please write slowly, work slowly and meticulously, and carefully crafted to tell a good story. As long as the minimum supply of manuscripts is guaranteed every month, we will not rush you .”

That's not necessarily the case!

Amy secretly complained that her editor Roland, the first time he saw her in Golden Rose City, came up to press for the manuscript, which can be said to be quite real.

"Okay, go back and rest with peace of mind. We'll talk about it tomorrow if we have anything to say."

After watching the excitement for a while, Sirin finally spoke. She waved her hand to Rosa, "No matter what your status is, with Amy and me, you only need to be able to do a good job as a driver, and other things are fine. Can’t do it and won’t force it.”

These words, which could barely be regarded as saving the scene, made Rosa bow to the two of them as if she had been pardoned, and left.

Sirin pulled Amy back into the house, and closed the room door smoothly.

Amy was leaning on the recliner, her whole body was in a "salted fish paralysis" posture, her eyes were vacantly looking at the roof, and after a dozen breaths, she said in a voice almost whispering: "Sirin, what do you say?" , Am I looking for the wrong person? Judging by the attitude of Nonis, I don’t seem to be an old acquaintance..."

Sirin reminded: "Miloke didn't reveal her identity when she first met us. Maybe Nonis was just watching?"

"do not know!"

Amy scratched her hair, "It stands to reason that the longevity species alone is already suspicious, and it shouldn't be mistaken, but her attitude towards us is really formulaic, and there is no sign of familiarity at all." Network sense, can this state really be staged?"

Sirin walked over, put her finger on Amy's forehead, and gently rubbed it to relieve the moon elf's distress: "Don't worry too much, maybe your old friend refers to the owner of the winery? See you tomorrow That one should be able to answer some doubts."

"Maybe." Amy squatted on the back of the chair, enjoying Sirin's massage, her eyes narrowed.

"Even if you're in the wrong place, just take a look at the scenery." Sirin said, "We've also seen the layout of the winery in the distance. The scenery here should be beautiful and suitable for soothing the mood."

"Ugh……"

Amy sighed, "I still hope for a good result."

"jingle."

Suddenly a crisp bell sounded outside the door, followed by a young girl's gentle voice: "Two honored guests, dinner is here for you, please open the door to receive it~"

Sirin walked over and opened the door of the room, and saw a girl in a black and white maid skirt.

The girl pushed a four-story dining car and stood outside the door with a smile.

The food on the dining car is quite rich, there is no shortage of meat and vegetarian soups, and there are two glasses of light blue blended wine on the top floor, which seems to be a condiment for dinner.

After thinking for a while, Sirin took a pot of mushroom soup from the dining car, two servings of white bread, some dried meat, a mint cold dish, two extra fruit plates, and the two glasses of blended wine, and asked the delivery maid to leave.

If Amy were to choose dinner, she would have to struggle for a long time.

Faced with unfamiliar things, it is always difficult for Amy to make a choice. Sirin has seen the moon elves' difficulty in choosing before, so she simply makes a decision on her own initiative.

Amy didn't say anything, walked to the table on her feet, picked up a slice of bread, dipped it in some thick soup, and took a small bite.

After eating the food, her eyes lit up instantly.

good to eat!

Mushroom soup is actually a substitute for broth for Amy, but apart from Miroko's craftsmanship, other mushroom soups have the same taste, and Amy doesn't like it much.

The taste of this soup is different, with white bread, the savory taste is just right to arouse the appetite, and the taste buds are also opened.

Amy does not rule out the sensory bonus after being tired and traveling, but she wants to meet the chef who made this soup.

After meeting with the owner of the winery tomorrow, just ask Nonis, maybe I can learn a new dish.

Song of the Traveler: Chapter 67 The Owner of the Winery

At the other end of the boulevard, a girl with light pink hair in a black maid dress walked briskly towards the main house of the manor, humming a strange song.

"The knight controls the dragon, throws the javelin, and knocks down the black sun in the sky;"

"The mage chanted the arcane, waved his staff, smoothed the chasm in the ocean;"

"The hunter opened his sharp eyes, drew the bowstring, and shot a sharp arrow that pierced the earth and the forest."

"O most mysterious bard, wandering among legends, singing ancient songs..."

……

When the song finished, Nonis happened to walk outside the master bedroom. She straightened her skirt and pulled the loops of her stockings to make sure her appearance was fine before she opened the door and walked into the room.

"Why are you interested in singing this song?"

On the big bed in the master bedroom, a woman with long silver hair was lying on the bed with a long vertical pillow, flipping through a hardcover book.

The plump body in front of her was squeezed and deformed, and the hem of the nightgown was pulled up by the back-lifted calves, revealing a little frosty skin, and even the traces of her thighs could be vaguely seen.

"Probably because I saw the legend sung in the song."

Nonis walked to the bed, pressed down the turned up skirt of the hostess, and fiddled with her calf, letting it hang peacefully on the edge of the bed.

"Even in places where no one is paying attention, you must maintain an elegant appearance, my dear lady." Nonis said with a smile.

The silver-haired woman shook her head slightly, then bent her legs, and muttered, "There's no need to be so serious. Anyway, no one else will see it. It's more comfortable like this."

"That was a routine admonition just now, and there is nothing you can do if you don't listen to me."

Nonis didn't continue to correct the hostess' movements, but imitated her posture and lay down on the bed.

Her body was relatively small and slender, and she had to move her ankles to the side of the bed to be side by side with the hostess. For this reason, she hooked her feet and kicked off her shoes, revealing her small feet wrapped in black socks.

The upper part of this pair of black socks is opaque, but the soles of the feet are translucent. If you look from behind, you can even see her distinct toes.

Lying beside the hostess, Nonis saw clearly the contents of the hardcover book.

""Mechanical City Mystery"? You really like this book. How many times have you read it?" Nonice asked in a low voice.

The silver-haired woman turned her head and looked at her maid, with a gentle smile on her face, "I won't get tired of it no matter how many times, it's such a wonderful story after all."

A black bow was pinned to the side of her forehead, and she didn't take it off even when she was going to bed. The scattered silver hair looked very textured, with a "organized" feeling.

Compared with her tall and mature figure, the face of the silver-haired woman has a childlike feeling of a young girl, her eyes are big and energetic, the color of her pupils is very similar to the color of silver-white hair, and the corners of her pursed mouth have some inexplicable Stubbornness.

A happy smile appeared on Nonis's face, and she said, "Miss, your prediction is indeed correct. The legend I saw today has completely overturned the impression she left in my heart in the past."

The look of wanting to go up to say hello, but not daring to confirm it, is really interesting.

Like an innocent girl who left home for the first time, she feels shy when she comes into contact with foreign objects.

"It's completely different from that time, isn't it?" the silver-haired woman said while turning the pages of the book.

Nonis nodded, and then asked, "Why did Your Excellency Amy become like this?"

"Become like this?"

The silver-haired woman pursed her lips, "This appearance may be her at the beginning."

"She is an elf. Unlike us, her character and mood have gradually changed over a long period of time. No living person has that gloomy appearance from the beginning. It is what she has experienced—well, those The stories called legends transformed her into what you know."

Nonis said: "Then she is now like this, but she has found her true self?"

"Maybe." The silver-haired woman said, "The first one may not be the most real one, and I dare not say that I can see through her."

While speaking, the silver-haired woman turned another page of the book.

She browses the text very quickly, and she has read this book many times, and she will fast-forward and skip some content that is not so interesting.

"I'll arrange for her to meet you tomorrow." Nonis said, "Do you need to prepare anything?"

The silver-haired girl thought for a while, and a subtle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Is she coming this time with a female companion?"

Nonis said: "The identity has been identified. It is the legendary sword Holy Spirit Wind Dance who disappeared in the Abyss 300 years ago."

"Oh? That's a genius, the kind of genius who has almost reached the threshold." The silver-haired woman said, "As expected of the Holy Moon Spirit, even in this state, his eyesight is still so accurate."

Nonis thought for a while, and said: "They sleep in the same room, and the relationship seems to be a little close."

Rub it.

There was an unpleasant sound of cracks on the pages, and the silver-haired woman froze for a moment. She frowned, reached out and wiped the torn pages, and the torn pages returned to their original shape.

"Tsk tsk, nature dies hard."

The silver-haired woman gave a comment, closed the "Mechanical City Mystery", turned around, and changed from lying on her stomach to lying on her back.

The "front armor" has lost its suppression, showing a more astonishing scale, and has a tough and upright posture that ordinary people can't match.

Nonis gathered her hair and changed to face up.

The silver-haired woman still had one leg bent. She seemed to be thinking about something. After nearly 2 minutes, she spoke again: "When we meet tomorrow, let's give our old friend some surprises."

Nonis's eyes brightened slightly, and the color of her purple eyes became darker, "Miss, what are you going to do?"

The silver-haired woman moved closer to Nonis and whispered, "So... so..."

Nonis frowned slightly when she heard this, and said, "Is this going to be bad?"

"Don't you want to see the Spirit of the Holy Moon in embarrassment?" The silver-haired woman pressed her voice to induce, "Think about it, the Spirit of the Holy Moon who has always been calm and calm, and everything is under control, is showing embarrassment, isn't it? Is it fun?"

Nonis was obviously moved, but her expression was still hesitating.

"She will not agree to my request, she is a wind that cannot be restrained, you should know." The silver-haired woman continued.

Nonis pursed her lips slightly, looking at her lady's silver eyes.

The silver-haired woman seemed to have noticed something, straightened her face, and said, "Nonis, this is just a joke, you don't have to be so serious, right?"

The maid with light pink hair was silent for more than ten seconds, and sighed helplessly.

The silver-haired woman smiled happily, raised her hand and gave Nonis a high five.

Song of the Traveler: Chapter 68 The Key Meeting

Not only is the dinner at Linquan Winery delicious, but the bed provided is also soft and comfortable, which made Amy very satisfied.

She did not enter the room of the dead to rest last night, but slept in the bedroom of the wooden house, and slept soundly and dreamlessly.

It was a little awkward when he woke up, and he unconsciously put his legs on Sirin, and when he was about to move away secretly, he happened to be seen by Sirin who woke up and opened her eyes.

Miss Swordsman's expression was a bit subtle. Amy pouted, pretended not to care, moved her legs away, got up calmly, then went into the bathroom, and slammed the door of the room.

While washing in front of the mirror, she tugged at her cheeks and warned secretly:

Amy, Amy, why is your sleeping condition getting worse and worse?

Obviously, I used to be very quiet when I fell asleep, and I wouldn't move my nest all night. Why can't I control my hands and legs now?