Creator's Steam Fairy

It will come true.

She is no longer alone...God, at least Eve always uses some subtle deviations in the use of quantifiers. A period of time may mean a long, long time, as long as spanning several human epochs.

But what does it matter?

As a 'fairy' in human slang, Miss Priest's lifespan is long enough to experience the god's concept of time.

Satisfied, she stuffed the envelope into the ordinary bear bag, and Loria opened the small jewelry box. On a small crystal ball the size of a chestnut, there was a note - Eve's Magical Miaomiao House, which contained a simple Novice travel equipment, attention!Please use it in open terrain. Before using it, you need to input a little magic power and chant the opening spell 'I like Eve the most'.

She took the long sword hanging from the wall, exited the room, and came to the grass in the back garden. She had never had the chance to use this magic item, and now, no one would control her anymore.

I'm a little worried that the input of "a little bit" of magic power in the description may be Eve's mistake in using quantifiers... Her magic power is abundant enough, but she may not be able to bear the output of a little bit of magic power.

She doesn't want to be a girl.

Carefully holding the small crystal ball with her fingertips, she tried to input the magic power, but the terrible situation did not appear, this time it was really a little... Luria did not doubt, did the quantifier trap appear on the 'small' house?

"I like Eve the most!"

It is too shameful to shout such words into the air, the pink-haired priestess threw the crystal chestnut far away, it rolled a few times and then gradually grew larger until it became a second building with a small garden wrapped in transparent bubbles. A small building—not quite a cottage, but not quite a castle either.

Tentatively reaching out to touch the transparent bubble around it, she passed through easily. The soil in the small garden behind the bubble remained in the state of being turned over, and no ornamental plants had been planted yet, so it was bare and ugly.

Eve was never a careless deity, presumably it was for Loria to choose her favorite flowers.

Walking through the stone path that divides the garden into two, there is a small note from Eve on the uncarved simple wooden door——'This is a defensive device that can stop half of the God of War. Only you can open it. My gift will bring you sweet sleep wherever it is'.

"Got it, my dear God."

Twist the handle, and the wooden door, which claims to be able to stop half of the God of War, was easily pushed open. The east side of the living room, which occupies almost the entire first floor, is equipped with a large floor-to-ceiling window, a fireplace, a sofa, a coffee table, a vase and a tea set. It is complete, and there is a large portrait of Eve and Loria sitting together on the wall facing the door. In addition, there are piles of cushions that look very comfortable, and there are stairs on the west side. On the second floor, there is a small door connecting the kitchen and the warehouse.

Luria felt countless strong fluctuations in magic power, as small as a letter opener on the coffee table was a magic prop—Eve knew she was not good at these things, so she thoughtfully pasted small notes with usage methods everywhere. .

Even better, she felt several artifact-level magical resonances coming from the second floor... One of them was familiar to her, and it was said to have been lost for a long time, the magic tool of folding space.

Not in a hurry to explore, but to rest for a while, Loria returned to the sanctuary again. She wanted to take away all the things she could take away to prevent thieves from visiting here again—all books, accessories, and even the seeds and treasures collected in the warehouse. Plenty of dry June rain.

Then, she spent the rest of the day digging up all the flowers in the courtyard, transplanting a small part to the garden of Eve's cottage, and she pressed most of the rest in the church. in the collection of books.

If you go to the mortal world, shouldn't you take a pseudonym?

What is it called?

Hide the surname and call it Loria Romero.

Chapter 2 Dust

Waking up on time an hour before dawn, Loria jumped out of the soft big bed that kept holding her back without hesitation.

Wash, pray, and fight tangled hair.

In the endless cloakroom where Eve has applied the magic of space, I changed into today's recommendation of the beauty's wardrobe-a low-key suit suitable for walking in the mortal world.

She snapped her fingers, and with a full-length mirror, she stepped forward and trotted in front of her.

Ow!The lady priest in the mirror has long pale pink hair tied into a side ponytail and is combed obediently, making her porcelain-like skin even fairer. She is wearing a sky blue and white dress with a three-layer frilly skirt just now. Covering the knees, pure white stockings are paired with shiny small pale pink patent leather shoes.

Well, it is very in line with the definition of mature and stable beauty under the crown of the beauty god.

Yes, although she is a little shorter, she is not a loli, but a girl!

She hung the saber bestowed by the goddess on the day she became a priest with a thin belt around her waist, and with a light tap of her finger, this extraordinary weapon disappeared from her figure.

After turning around twice, I nodded my head in satisfaction with the full-length mirror, put on the butterfly-shaped hair clip that is said to be able to launch a full-strength attack of the god of war, stepped on the ordinary bear bag given by Eve, and put on a small sky blue soft hat.

She picked up a necklace with 22 crystal beads of different sizes from the jewelry box.

"Eve's sweet little note: The artifact - Tears of the Ocean - is said to be made from the tears of the God of the Sea, and can summon the projection of deep-sea monsters. It has a strong fishy smell, please use it with caution"

If I remember correctly, isn't the image of the God of the Ocean a strong man over two meters tall?

Probably just the name of the artifact... How could the mighty god who guarded the forbidden sea and fought against deep-sea demons for countless years drop golden beans?

After thinking for a moment, Miss Priest put on the necklace.

Sacred tool is just a name, which means a magical tool that reaches or exceeds a certain limit. If it is a real divine tool used by any god...she can't use it.

Maps, field cooking sets, family sharing packs of delicious small biscuits that are still edible, holy land beacons... She repeatedly checked the necessary props to make the journey more comfortable, and then stuffed them one by one into the ordinary bear bag.

"Mom, I'm going out."

Loria, who left the magic house, rolled her eyes and chanted the retraction spell, picked up the chestnut-sized crystal ball and put it in place.

She walked through the wide back garden, went up the stone steps, and pushed open the door at the end of the back hall carved with foxtail lilies. Countless years have never damaged these exquisite furniture. Next to the 35-meter-long giant walnut table Sixty chairs are arranged neatly, and a set of tableware and a different wine glass are placed on the table in front of each chair.

Luo Liya walked to her own seat, and she slightly raised her small jade-colored cup, which was smaller and lighter than the other 59 cups, as if before making a toast, and then brought the cup to her lips. Take a sip.

A clear liquid poured out of the originally empty cup, um, it was iced lemonade, with a slight mint scent. They always said that drinking this would make the skin look better without being too sweet.

She wanted to taste the other 59 different wine glasses-this is her dream all the time, and they always won't let her wish, saying that children can't drink perfunctory, but discussing Iris's oranges in private There is too much sugar in the wine, there is no taste of wine at all...

In the end, Luo Liya did not realize her wish.

She put her own cup back on the table.

Couldn't bear to look at the drinking utensils that had lost their owners, turned around and left the back hall, and walked towards a passage on the ground leading to the church.

The destruction was finally stopped by the gods, and the mortals on the earth seemed to have abandoned their belief in the gods—disasters are still coming, what is the situation on the earth today?

But everything doesn't matter, Eve must be waiting for her somewhere in this world, the pain and sufferings of these past few months are just to add to the conversation when we meet again.

As long as she happily travels to the mortal world, the last god will definitely find her.

Laugh, Loria.

350 years, in fact, some don't know how old I am, but the lady priest who started at 365 years old from the date of birth, set foot on the earthly land.

……

He boldly took a deep breath of the dry air mixed with a certain stale smell. As far as he could see, there were desolate and desolate plateaus and broken and winding mountains.

That's it, this is the barren and rough beauty that I have been pursuing.

Die with the hypocrisy of etiquette and endless rules.

Zambia is a remote place in the eyes of the world, but it is indeed his spiritual hometown of Forrest Hillman.

"So what if you're not married at 35!"

After taking a sip of strong alcohol and filling his lungs with the smell of burning tobacco, he roared loudly against the whistling wind.

The regular and ear-piercing sound of metal friction interrupted his journey of spiritual purification. After the two puffed out the cigarette, he flicked it casually, and Forrest returned to the tent impatiently and pulled out the metal disc that was making strange noises.

"Azimuth...true north, intensity, scale...small"

The distance is not very far.

Reading the information from the pointer and numbers, he scratched his smooth chin that had just been shaved, and after a little thought, he decided to drop by to earn some extra money.

Put on the bulky old-fashioned T-26 power armor, complete the sealing with the manual joystick, check the readings of the overpressure steam backpack, and then pick up an iron tank that he can't figure out what is in it, and the battle preparation is complete.

Humming an out-of-tune country song, pushing the valve to the end, the clumsy old T-26 couldn't really run... After this trip, I have to get a portable jukebox... Forrest thought wildly, and soon Then we reached the position marked by the disaster indicator.

"What the hell? I drank fake wine?"

The sticky black cake was extruded from the ground of the Broken Plateau, wriggling and forming irregular monsters. They moved slowly and dripped foul-smelling slime from time to time.

It's just the lowest level of 'squirm', he's been used to this thing for a long time, what makes him unbelievable is...why would there be a...uh...girl in this wilderness?

The girl, who looked about fourteen or fifteen years old, was staring blankly at the wriggling monster on the ground. She didn't look very smart...although she was quite good-looking.

The light pink hair color is really unprecedented, but it looks closer to white in the sun, and it doesn't seem too unusual... Starting from Gallia, the farther north, there are light gold, silver, white and linen hair colors more people.

But it is very strange to wear such a dress that is too cumbersome and inconvenient to move in the wilderness... Wait, the clothes are weird, and the brain is not very smart... Forrest realized that this must be a Galian.

He curled his lip. He wasn't in the slightest surprised that Gallians went out without clothes.

At this time, the girl also found her. She tilted her head and looked at her suspiciously. She was cute, but she looked even more stupid. A series of weird syllables came out of her mouth...not a Gallian accent, but to him Said, even if they suddenly learn to meow, it will not look strange.

Forrest bowed slightly.

In any case, having received the orthodox education of Londinium, he has a very high tolerance for women, even if she is a Galian woman.

"My beautiful lady, please wait a moment."

Forrest unscrewed the valve of the iron tank in his hand, and stopped looking at the girl with a sluggish face. He aimed the cylindrical metal nozzle connected to the iron tank with a hose at the 'squirm', and turned off the switch.

……

The dilapidated and desolate land conforms to Miss Priest's impression of the mortal world, the broken plateau, the filthy soil, and the mountains in the distance. As far as the eye can see, there is no trace of mortal existence.

The strange touch of her left hand caught her attention... There was a thin silver ring on the little finger.

When did you wear it?

Luria's eyes widened. She was not used to wearing a ring at all, and she couldn't get it off after she tried hard twice. She became more and more confused.

Rustle... A squirming sound interrupted the contest between her and her fingers.

The disgusting thing coming out of the ground... a little bit inconsistent with her imagination of disaster, this foul-smelling, ugly, slowly wriggling monster can make even the gods find it troublesome?

She was seriously thinking about which low-level magic to use to purify the land, and something even weirder appeared—a metal monster emitting white smoke, with many round spots on its body and countless protruding ridges around its outer ring. The raised metal rings overlap each other, entangle and rotate.

etc!It was grotesque, incomprehensible, and seemed a bit difficult to deal with. Loria realized that this was a disaster.

Just to be on the safe side... Luria decided to use the artifact to crush the unknown enemy directly, and then slowly study its wreckage, so as to defeat the enemy more efficiently next time.

Halfway through the incantation to activate the artifact, that metal monster actually bowed slightly to her?

(inaudible) beautiful... miss... wait?

The metal monster made a muffled sound. Although the pronunciation and words were slightly different from the common human language she was familiar with, she could still hear the general meaning.

This is human?Humans look like this?

Doesn't it mean that apart from the lower appearance, it looks no different from the gods?Fallen humans?Don't fallen humans grow tentacles?Alchemy puppet?Why does the alchemy puppet talk?Who's so bored with putting weird wheels on a puppet?

Miss Loria did not understand.

Miss Loria was at a loss.

Mortal, is it so weird?

……

In the old calendar, more than one month after the end of the day.

After repairing the destroyed outer enchantment of the holy land, he also helped a mortal city that was attacked by disaster.

Tired Angus returned to the sanctuary with several companions and some mortal knights who volunteered to follow them.

The door in the front hall was so thick that only a few strong men could push it open, and even the wall was missing.

He and his companions exchanged glances, took out their weapons and rushed into the church.

No more.

The most important person disappeared together with the garden full of flowers.

They split up and searched out from various exits. There were unattended cattle walking on the empty highland grassland, and disasters were about to move underground.

Days, months, years.

Fan Chen changed to a new calendar, and the grassland turned into wilderness, but they couldn't find her anymore.

Chapter 3 Where is your wife?

The metal monster was carrying a small jar.

The metal monster pulled out a flimsy little stick.

Little stick, it sprays... sprays... sprays...

Breathing fire?

Flame form of magic impact?

Miss Fenmao's big eyes are about to pop out. Although she doesn't know how to do it, the flame form is not a great skill, but when she descended from the Holy Land to the mortal world, she neither injured her head nor encountered a magic disorder. It is very certain that neither the iron pot nor the metal monster has any fluctuations in magic power.

Magic fluctuations, also known as magic resonance.

Magicians themselves do not produce magical resonance, but the magic they cast will, and some of them are highly skilled, and can even hide the resonance phenomenon caused by their own magic.

As for magic props, even in a static state, there will be very weak resonance.