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After all, when it comes to Britannia's products, they are abundant, cheap and easy to use, and when it comes to Gallia, they are noble, luxurious, and Barabara.

Parel read it several times, and silently wrote down Mao Liangliang's mailing address in Londinium, and planned to visit it later when he had time. Maybe Loria would like it?

Might be hated too?Pallier hesitated, it seemed quite logical for the cat-eared school girl to eat cat food.

Anyway, give it a try.

When she was thinking wildly, she did not forget to stare at the park across the street from the corner of her eyes. Loria had walked in there before, and when she was guessing whether the legendary Natural History Society was built underground, a conspicuous light pink immediately caught Pa's attention. The return of Lyle's attention.

How distasteful it was at the beginning, how much I like this unique hair color now...

Luo Liya ran around in the Natural History Society, but found that all the seniors had gone out. This is really the mother of the Beast Beast opening the door for the Beast Beast—a rarity.

Not to mention the "doctor" who seems to be in the logistics management office forever, and Miss Dorothy who seems to be on duty at a certain time seven days a week, Sasha is willing to leave from the bell tower overlooking the common people?

Is the end of the world coming?Loria rolled her eyes and thought sullenly. She went to ask the administrator of the supplies department to get or buy some weapons, but she got a reply from the Natural History Society, which is a serious academic institution, with only draft paper and ink. She has two erasers.

What the hell are you doing?Do you want her to use an eraser to remove the spirit?

Wait...does it really have this effect?Luria, who studied for a long time with two erasers, only came to the conclusion that she was really a cute little idiot.

She had heard that the Mechanical Research Institute affiliated to the Natural History Society can rent construction machinery for money, and she might be able to get loaded with weapons if she acted coquettishly. It's suitable for dealing with evil spirits... Besides, if you want to use a mechanical monster to turn the school upside down or something, it's better to just give up the commission.

Fortunately, when passing by the investigator's lounge, the waiter there gave her a seemingly good idea... There are investigators and demon hunting enthusiasts in a certain place, and there are often people selling strange little things there. Things, although many of them have never seen a real anomaly even once in their lives, and most of the things they sell are fakes, but they can try their luck.

Luria can accurately distinguish the authenticity of magic props, but now she can't use other magic props except for the virtual star ring. Finding something really useful from non-magic props is not as simple as just luck .

It's good to buy at least one or two sterling silver weapons. Gou Zei Gu claims to be able to forcibly project weapons, but she always feels more at ease when she has a real weapon by her side.

Having found nothing, left the Academy empty-handed, and endured another hot-air balloon ride full of curses, Loria is thankful she chose a bonnet with straps, otherwise the wind that roiled her hair would have exposed her cat ears Before the world—she never dared to ask Sasha if they also had cat ears and cat tails.

But at least in her fuzzy memory where she couldn't determine the authenticity, the pink-haired mother she called Maomao didn't exist.

Judging from the fur color in memory, it should be his real mother?But why no cat ears and cat tail?

When she tilted her head and wondered if 'Maomao' was her own mother, she walked across the street unknowingly, and saw Senior Sister Parrell sitting in front of Mrs. Duke's Cafe and waving to her.

"Senior sister, why did you come here?" Loria was very puzzled. Mrs. Duke's Café is known far and wide for cheating money. Except for those rich people who come to the Natural History Society for help, normal human beings don't know what to do. Will you come in?She thought for a moment and suddenly realized: "So you are rich.

It makes sense, there is a similar character in that set of novels, a rich lady who hides her identity or something.

"What made you have such a misunderstanding? Poor, but not poor enough people go to boarding schools, okay?"

The waiter quickly served breakfast in small plates without being greeted by Parel. The portion might be just right for the petite Loria, but it was a little too little for her.

Parel's heart was bleeding.

"Oh, it's so rare. It really deserves to be the top three cafes I don't want to go to." After taking a seat, Loria nodded to the waiter with an awkward smile. She is also a regular customer here, but every time The client pays the bill.

"So it's you, Miss Estelle." The waiter bowed slightly and said, "I'm going to get the sugar bowl and honey right now."

Fenmao is a customer that everyone remembers deeply, not because of her hair color, but because she adds coffee to sugar.

"I usually go to the small shop on the corner." Loria said towards the east, "Breakfast for sixpence, you'll be full."

Her daily salary as a clerk is just enough to buy a breakfast here.

Abby would jump up and hit her on the head if she found out she paid for the food, of course she would.

"Aren't you a regular here?"

"It's all here..." Luria suddenly stopped talking, and began to study the small plate of breakfast that looked very ordinary—the content of the entrustment contract cannot be disclosed to the faculty and students, and naturally it cannot be noticed She was actually an employee of the Naturalist Society.

"It was paid for by people who came to my mother for help."

Miss Loria's eyes flickered, and she didn't dare to look into Parell's eyes, so she could only say sorry in her heart.

She is a mature adult full of mystery, and can only resist this crime silently by herself.

"That's it... I knew..." The orange-haired senior sister was feeling sorry for her skinny little purse at this moment, and she didn't notice the panicked expression on the mysterious pink-haired kid's face. Then I remembered to ask: "What did you go to the Natural History Society for? Why so fast?"

"I want to buy something...I haven't bought it yet, and I have to go to a few places next."

Loria thought about her words, and answered slowly, but fortunately, Parel didn't ask.

One was hesitating whether to reveal some information to a senior sister who knew magic, and the other wanted to cry at the thought of living on dirt for at least half a month in the future.

Chapter 258 "Holy Light Shines on Hillsbrad"

Loria prayed to the statue of the Goddess of Life step by step in the main hall of the church she often went to. After the prayer was finished, as usual, a smiling white-haired old man stood beside her.

"Good morning, Bishop Rogelio."

"Good morning, Miss Estelle."

This church is the seat of the bishop of the nearby diocese, and Rogelio is the bishop here. He remembered the indescribable sense of holiness when Loria prayed, and persuaded with a smile as usual: "It's really not Are you considering joining us? If you... I can guarantee that you will be able to take over my position in at most ten years."

Tsk tsk, a bishop in his early twenties has a bright future, and he can even hope for the highest holy seat in the world...

However, he was proficient in the scriptures when he was a teenager, and his manners were elegant, and he always released a strong sense of the sacred around him when he prayed.

If he hadn't met Luria who rolled her eyes and stuffed snacks into her mouth on the street one day, and watched her scare an innocent kitten passing by from behind, and laughed with her hands on her hips after the kitten bounced Bishop Rogelio would think that this child is a saint from heaven.

This blemish is harmless, it won't make you a saint, but it's more than enough to be a bishop—after all, he's a good boy who will donate money to orphans with a pained expression and bit his lip.

"Thank you for your kindness, I will seriously consider it."

Miss Loria put her left hand on her heart, closed her eyes and smiled, thinking that if she hadn't known about the meager salary of Mortal Sanctuary, maybe she would really be tempted.

She didn't come here to apply for a job. After a short pause, she asked the kind-faced old man, "Your Excellency, I'm here today to ask...is it called holy water?"

"What is holy water?" Bishop Rogelio was stunned, and asked back, "Are you talking about the kind of thing in the novel that can wipe out the dead with a single stab?"

Loria asked in surprise, "Have you also watched "The Holy Light Shines on Hillsbrad"?"

The old bishop nodded and sighed: "Yes, I was watching it when I was an apprentice priest, but I didn't see the ending until my hair turned gray... I really want to know where Princess Hillsbrad will go."

"There will be a day when it ends." Loria nodded solemnly, "So is there? Holy water."

Bishop Rogelio shook his head lightly and said, "You also called it a novel."

A trainee pastor hurriedly ran from the back hall, stood still, noticed his old bishop glanced at Loria, and asked directly, "What's wrong?"

"Your Excellency, the back hall... water suddenly gushed out of the broken fountain in the back hall."

Luo Liya clapped her little hands happily and said with a happy smile, "Isn't that all there?"

"You child, can you talk about science? The underground water pipe must be broken." Bishop Rogelio laughed and said, "The age of dreaming is so precious, and said: "In that case, come and see Well, let’s say it first, if it’s the sewage pipe that’s broken, you have to stay and help me clean the back hall.”

"How could it be?" Luria smiled confidently, "God must have known the purpose of my visit and specially gave me a gift."

She is a girl favored by the gods. Although she has experienced despair, she firmly believes that they have not left and are still guarding her somewhere.

The old bishop narrowed his eyes, and Loria's words that were too close to God sounded only a thin line away from blasphemy, but the self-confidence and unfalsified smile made him give up his plan to reprimand, and instead stared fiercely. He glanced at the trainee pastor who was about to say something.

No one wants to go back to that barren age ruled by the gods...if that era existed, but it shouldn't be mocked at the unreserved, innocent love of girls.

"It's right in front." The trainee pastor, who was angered by the bishop, took a few steps forward, pointed to the bad fountain bubbling clear water in front of the house and said, "Just now, when I was sweeping the floor here, water suddenly came out. coming."

There was no trace of cracks or damage on the ground, and even the small fountain that was broken looked different from before. The old bishop was in a daze when he saw that Loria had already run forward, and he didn't know where to touch it. Three small bottles came out, and they were about to catch the falling water curtain.

"I just brought three bottles... Must be Fate, Life and Death."

Hearing Luria's whispers, the old bishop had no intention of stopping her, but instead had some extremely absurd guesses in his mind.

The priestess filled the three small bottles, took another handful of water with both hands, raised her head to drink, was stunned for a moment, then turned and smiled and said to the old bishop: "It's absolutely true, come and get some."

But until she happily said goodbye and left, the old bishop and the young trainee priest who looked at each other didn't bother to try to fetch the water.

Bishop Rogelio looked at the back of Loria hiding in the corridor, and asked, "What do you think?"

"Ah?" The young pastor said after thinking for a while, "There must be some scientific explanation, maybe it's water pressure or something... I'll ask someone from the Water Bureau to take a look?"

The answer to him was silence, and then he saw that the water lying on the top of the fountain gradually stopped, and where was there a drop of water in the pool under the fountain?He looked anxiously at the old bishop.

"Isn't the gift of God given to fools?"

After a long while, Bishop Rogelio sighed softly, "Could it be that the Holy Maiden is really a descendant?"

Even if it is, today's church is nothing more than a mascot for charity.

He stood silently for a long time, staring at the dry and dilapidated fountain in a daze, and said to himself: "Is it actually a good thing to roll your eyes and scare the kitten?"

"What did you say?" asked the young novice priest.

"I said, why are you still sticking around here? Hurry up and ask someone from the Water Bureau to check what's going on!"

Under the false sunlight, water dripped from the watering can, and when the too slender hand holding the watering can lightly moved upwards, the flow of water was cut off, and the water that had been spilled also disappeared.

……

After returning to the rental carriage and rushing to the next location, the corners of Luria's slightly raised mouth never let go.

Paller asked curiously, "What happy event did you encounter?"

"How do you explain it?" Miss Loria blinked and replied, "Probably...it feels so good to be loved."

"Finally you found out."

Paler held his slightly hot face in his hands, blushed and said, "Then can I touch your ears?"

Not once, never touched a cat's ears that were awake!

"Sister, please don't make such silly jokes."

Miss Fenmao's kitty's face was tense, and she said righteously: "I know you are bored waiting for me in the carriage, but it will be fine soon, and we will go back to school if we go to another place."

Chapter 259 The Restless Senior Sister

It's okay to spend the night outside—the orange-haired senior almost blurted out the words.

Fortunately, reason saved her gradually collapsing image.

This rationality saved her from leading her to the ending where she hissed and panted heavily, pounced directly on the cat's ears, and then died.

It also tortured her.

If there is an angel in this world, it must be a girl with pink hair and cat ears.

Not long ago, it was clearly an atmosphere of incompatibility, but fate always liked to make jokes like this. The fantasy she could not ask for actually appeared in the girl in front of her, so the unsightly hair color became a dreamy and unique footnote; The smelly habit of twittering and chewing snacks now seems to be covered with cute and innocent colors; even the rude behavior that secretly rolls your eyes at you when you are not paying attention, now only seems weird and endearing; even once The thing of hanging her on a tree and forgetting about her... If not, how could they establish such a strong bond?

The unit of measure for emotion has always been intensity, not yes or no.

In the small and airless carriage, a little bump can make the distance between each other quickly close. It was the first time that Parel noticed that Luria had a fresh aroma like citrus and lemon, which was so alluring. Over and over again, she kept hitting the crumbling walls of reason, which made her wish to throw away all the shackles of tradition and morality, and let herself be depraved.

I really want to lick it, what kind of taste does that white and tender skin taste like?God gave her a unique treasure in this world, and let them live together in this small private space isolated from the outside world... So this is God's will, right?

If God does not take, you will be blamed instead!

The will of fate cannot be defied!

Going up the adult ladder here today wow wow wow!

The moment the string of reason was snapped, Parel hurriedly put his long hair and realistic concerns behind him, and when the rickety carriage was about to come to a stop, he turned towards Loria, towards that From under the hat and long skirt covered with treasure, it swooped out.

Luo Liya, who opened the carriage door sideways, watched the senior sister bounced out with a puzzled face, and slid a long way on the gravel-paved road, stirring up a cloud of dust.

It looks so painful.

Loria approached the senior who lay motionless on the ground and was pointed at by passers-by, pressed her hat and long skirt with her hands, squatted down but couldn't see Parell's face, and asked in a low voice: "Senior, Are you hungry?"

She raised her head and looked around, but she didn't see any vendors or small shops selling food, so she couldn't understand why Parel was so restless—other than seeing delicious food, what other situation could make a person like this Skate impulsively and humiliatingly on the ground?

Belly is not for moving, and people are not penguins.

"Thank you...you can go...don't worry about me, I want to rest here."

Paller remained lying on the ground motionless, and replied in a low voice.She couldn't figure out whether she didn't want to move anymore because of pain or shame, she just felt that she had found her old peace.

Luo Liya became more and more confused. She always felt that the senior sister looked very pitiful. Was it because she was locked up in school for too long and wanted to go out and have a look?

She reached out and patted the dusty orange head, paused for a moment, then gently rubbed the dust on the senior sister's back with some disgust, and comforted: "You don't have to wait for me in the carriage. It will be good if we will reconcile here after an hour... I will share some candies with you."

As he spoke, he stuffed a handful of candy into Paller's hands.

She might forget her wallet and her weapon, but she's never without sugar.

Logistics is always a top priority.

After Loria left, Miss Parrell stood up gracefully and picked up the glasses with cracked lenses. If it wasn't for the red and swollen forehead and the still dripping nosebleed, she must be a perfect girl in the eyes of passers-by.

She giggled and ate a piece of candy, she no longer cared about the eyes of her surroundings.

Anyway, it's not like I didn't walk home from other counties by begging in tatters.