How Can a Woman Have Fun in Farming?

His pale pink hair was fluttering in the wind, and Ram's exquisite smiling face rarely showed a serious and formal expression.

Ram's unusually formal etiquette.

Betty, who was a little angry and wanted to leave, suddenly calmed down.

Betty, who was wearing a gorgeous long dress, looked up at Ram with light blue eyes with a pink butterfly logo.

"...Since you invited Betty so seriously."

After hesitating for a moment, the little girl turned her head and spoke very honestly.

"Then Betty will reluctantly agree."

"Hmph~ At the beginning, Betty will go by herself."

After saying that, it was as if he felt a little ashamed of his promise.

Betty quickly disappeared in front of the eyes of the three.

At this moment, Ram turned his head, looked at Lu Yuan and blinked.

Ram, with a smile on his face, was asking Lu Yuan for some kind of credit.

"Quite qualified maid?"

Lu Yuan smiled and watched Ram speak.

"of course."

Lahm bent his mouth proudly, still showing the proud look that never knew humility.

Then, as if they had a tacit understanding, she and Lu Yuan looked at Emilia who was being supported by Lu Yuan.

The silver-haired girl always felt a strange feeling when she saw the tacit actions of Lahm and Lu Yuan.

"Lam and Lu Yuan have made arrangements, of course I have nothing to say."

Pressing the two, Emilia moved her head away as if she was a little angry.

But just moved away for a while, the silver-haired girl quickly turned her head back.

"Thank you."

She said something seriously to Ram.

The girl still knew very well that Lamu and Lu Yuan dragged her to the celebration party to help her relieve the depression caused by that memory.

But probably because He Lu Yuan has developed to a certain stage.

Emilia didn't mean to say thank you to Lu Yuan at all.

After thanking Ram like this.

Emilia glanced at Lu Yuan, then turned her head away, and continued to act angry... Although in terms of the current situation, her body was weak, and she was leaning on Lu Yuan, in the position of being supported. state.

Long silver hair, pretty face, pure temperament, and kindness that doesn't know the world.

The first time I saw Emilia, I always subconsciously recognized her as a perfect beautiful girl.

But as time gets along and gets to know each other gradually, what I see is that Emilia is getting more and more petty.

I don't know if Lu Yuan's raising is crooked.

Talking, playing petty temper, can't cook at all.

The silver-haired girl always looks like she is developing towards the heroine of the Cannian series.

……

"Celebration banquet? Relax?"

A group of researchers gathered before the "Power Workbench 1.0" to conduct research on the Witch of Disguise looked at the silver-haired girl with puzzled expressions.

"Lord Emilia, do you think it's relaxing for us to have such a false witch who is like a treasure lying here instead of doing research and participating in the celebration party?"

"This is completely disrespectful to lying on the experimental table pretending to be a witch."

Researcher An Zhuo seemed to be yelling in dissatisfaction.

"I think so too, but Lu Yuan and La Mu have already contacted people, and the arrangement has been done, even if they don't participate, there is no way."

Emilia responded to the snake-human girl who was considered a good friend.

There was a distressed expression on his face.

"Emilia, you are laughing."

Vette Roald, who was standing aside, poked the soft flesh on Emilia's waist, maintained a blank expression, and expressed the other party's true feelings very directly.

"Have it?"

The silver-haired girl was startled when she heard Werther's words, and touched the corner of her mouth subconsciously.

Sure enough, the corners of her mouth seemed to be... really curved upwards.

All of a sudden, Emilia, who was still in the experimental state, had a calm face, and her long ears hidden under her long silver hair suddenly became a little red and hot.

She subconsciously wanted to explain.

"I'm actually just happy because of my current research..."

blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah

Emilia activated a certain chattering mode of her own, and began to talk endlessly.

While the researchers on the side looked at Emilia like this, they looked at each other very uniformly and then lowered their heads uniformly, deciding to ignore Emilia.

According to the consistent brain circuit of the silver-haired girl, she explained at the beginning, and soon the explanation would gradually turn into a show of affection.

But this time, it didn't wait for Emilia to transfer her words to the level of showing affection.

"Everyone, your theory seems to be successful!"

In the room, Glenn Toney, who used the hope factor as his body to substantially manipulate the "Power Workbench 1.0", suddenly spoke.

And it was at the moment when he said these words.

Everyone, including Emilia, listened to the action at hand, and turned their heads to look at him at the same time.

In terms of potential, the "Power Workbench 1.0" created by using the soul of the white whale is far from being brought to the extreme.

Glenn Toney's "factor perspective" that successfully saw the thread related to "power" brought the experiment into a more microscopic level.

A change in perspective brings about a change in perception of the world.

Originally, the "Power Workbench 1.0", which could only extract individual information by very rough means, began to change everything in more detail.

According to the researchers.

Beluga's "Fog of Disappearance" is like a "blade mold" with a fixed shape, which can only work on specific things.

But now, they, who can observe everything more finely, plan to use only the 'blade' part of the "Fog of Disappearance" and use it as a 'cutting tool'.

"Fog of Vanishing" as a "cutting tool".

Under a more detailed operation, it is theoretically possible to interfere with various power-related things at the same level as the "name".

At this moment, Glenn Toniyi, under the constant guidance of the researchers, stretched out his claws towards a field "memory" that is closest to "name".

He successfully extracted part of the memory fragments from the Witch of Disguise.

……

End of this chapter

In the forbidden library of the lustful witch.

Various books are displayed on the quaint wooden bookshelves.

Every book is neatly placed by category, and every bookshelf is cleaned repeatedly to keep it from getting dusty.

Huge bookshelves for petite girls.

At the door of the library.

In front of the gorgeous English-style door, Betty sat on a chair, flipping through the books in her hand.

"It's so noisy, it's so noisy every day."

"Betty's quiet reading time has been disturbed."

The little girl muttered in her mouth.

With a wave of his hand, he sent the book in his hand, which was bigger than his head, to the original fixed position.

Memories fade over time.

For 400 years, although Betty has read all the books in the library, she will always forget some.

So she is now doing some kind of review.

Of course, Betty would never admit that she was reviewing to help Lu Yuan and the others.

"Betty just re-read the book when she was idle and bored."

If Lu Yuan asked a question, he would probably get this kind of answer.

After putting the book back in this way.

Listening to the hustle and bustle outside, people making arrangements for tonight's celebration banquet.

Betty put her elbows on the round table in front of her, and looked forward with her chin propped on her hands, as if she had fallen into some imaginary state.

Although he doesn't admit it.

But the blond girl still couldn't help imagining the scene of the celebration banquet at night.

"This life where everyone gathers together..."

The noisy and lively voices made a girl in the forbidden library uncontrollably feel a faint sense of familiarity.

Memories began to rush backwards.

She, Mother, Roswaal, and Ryuzu used to live together like this.