Creator's Steam Fairy

This is the first time she has taken a long-distance train... It is only 2 pm now, and the train will have to wait until at least the early hours of tomorrow when the train arrives. It is great to have her own space.

As for Mr. Assistant... Ahem, the assistant has to start from the lowest level. When she was a trainee priest, she worked very hard to serve everyone with plates of sacrificial vessels.

After a long time, she couldn't hold it anymore, so she put it on her head, and everyone pretended not to see it.

The train drove out of the city, passed through the suburbs, farmland and wilderness, and then arrived at the next city - the mainland of Brittania is composed of the Great Rondinian Island and three other islands, which are connected by bridges across the sea. It is considered vast, but compared to the Northern Continent, the Calamity Wilderness is also smaller.

Just last year, Brittania declared that the country had been completely cleared of the Calamity Wilderness.

People built a fortress on the last lair of disaster, called Victory.

As for whether it really won, it remains to be verified by time.

Recently, some people began to talk about a new point of view—abandoning all interventions in the mainland, focusing only on the country, and even completely closing off business and trade exchanges, and using all power to prevent disasters from coming back.

They call themselves isolationists, and believe that even if industry and society go back two centuries, it will be acceptable. At that time, Brittany will become a holy place that everyone yearns for and will not be plagued by disasters.

This kind of rhetoric is especially popular in Xihai. Of course they have their own reasons. If Brittania turns closed, then the thirteen islands of Xihai as a colony will naturally have a lot to do.

Chapter 137 Red Dot

After the train crossed the bridge leading to the North Island, Loria lost interest in the stereotyped scenery. She called the waiter on the train half an hour in advance, had a half-cold dinner, and then went to the train station in a small space. Even she took a shower in the bathroom where it was hard to turn around.

It was drizzling again outside the window.

This is always the case in Brittany, especially around Rondinium. It is the rainy season all year round, especially in winter, the cold drizzle is always falling.

"Please keep watch."

Luo Liya, who couldn't find the bathrobe, lowered her head and said, seeing her own shadow shaking slightly under the light, she turned off the light and jumped onto the hard bed, rolled herself into the quilt, and turned on the sleep mode in advance .

Pink hair curls are an excellent secret to improve the softness and warmth of the bed under harsh conditions.

No way, keep everything simple when you are away from home.

If a certain warrant officer, who was so firmly supported by the barrels of various lengths and lengths, could only maintain an upright posture, would definitely not be able to resist beating her up when he heard this?

……

Gloucestershire is famous for its animal husbandry and high-quality wool. There are no big ports and industrial cities here. The most famous scenic spot in the county government is the wool exchange that Loria passed by three times without going in.

In recent years, as the land price in Londinion has become more and more expensive, and even the outer suburbs have become unacceptable, a large number of woolen mills have simply moved to this county, and with the construction of an increasingly complete railway network, the cost is even higher than that in Lonty. Nien set up a factory much lower.

Many small towns that rely on sheep farming for their livelihood have also built new factories one after another... They no longer simply sell wool or semi-processed tops, but buy worsted spinning frames and steamers from Longtinyen , doubling and looms, trying to make some of them into fabrics, some of the best ones even built their own printing and dyeing factories, and simply started selling fabrics and ready-made garments, and then stamped with local marks, hoping to market them all over the world one day .

Bihu Town is a latecomer. There is also a large area of ​​grass here, but the quality of wool is not outstanding. The worst thing is that the railway network seems to have forgotten this town.

When they belatedly set up their own woolen mills, it was difficult to recruit even workers.

Winner takes all, Gloucester's first foray into industry, a sheep-farming town, is now a city thanks to the woolen industry.

They even recruited Longdinion, and then the unlucky Mr. Wallace came out of nowhere and lost himself out of nowhere.

The best hotel in the area was undeniably clean and comfortable. Loria even had the urge to turn her head and return to the county mansion, picking and choosing with disgust on her face.

"This bed is hard and the sheets are still yellow. Is there no other better room?" Loria nags to the owner along the way, "The windows are so dirty that you can't see the scenery. It smells like sheep dung, really, doesn't it even have an electric light?"

Forrest looked at Miss Pink Hair, who was very sick, and the princess couldn't help being a little puzzled, and he was afraid that she would yell out the phrase that had been brewing on her lips for a long time, "I can't stop, let's go back to Londinium." '

He didn't want to mess up his first commission just because of a young lady's pickiness.

In the end, Loria still grumbled and reluctantly booked two rooms, and after putting it away and saluting, she left the hotel humming haughtily.

At the mutton restaurant in the town, after ordering a bowl of soup in the morning, Luria took out a few folded letter papers from her skirt pocket and quietly handed them to Forrest after she was full at noon.

Mr. Forrest has come to his senses. This is his job. This commission seems to be more interesting than he expected.

Hearing Luria muttering about the 'sheep dung-smelling town' all the way back to the hotel, he closed the back door and never came out again. He went around a few times and observed the special terrain that could ambush and block the enemy one by one. After that, he slowly returned to the hotel.

First, the introduction about this entrustment - obviously, the former member of parliament they were looking for found himself in some kind of danger, and used a special method to notify his housekeeper far away in Londinium, and then disappeared ...

He wouldn't believe it if there was nothing weird about it.

If the ex-senator was really kidnapped... Two outsiders suddenly came to a remote town, I'm afraid they will be targeted tonight.

He understood that Loria was posturing.

It is indeed a tactic that suits her appearance - it makes people despise, this is just a mindless and charming lady from the capital.

Finally, there was a letter from Luria to him, which looked like it was written in advance...Why didn't this little girl say it on the train?

There is also a lot of time to communicate alone when I change to the carriage at the county mansion!

The 35-year-old unmarried Mr. Forrest naturally can't understand the little thoughts of girls in the second stage of middle school... There is a sense of ceremony in this way!Isn't that what the novels do?

'Mr. Forrester, when you read this letter, I've already...satisfied and lying down, please don't disturb me if there is nothing urgent. '

Forrest inexplicably thought of the scene when he first met this young lady... Wouldn't it be better to leave her alone in the wilderness at that time?

'I always feel that this matter is not that simple. After all, I have specially asked the super powerful me to handle it, so it must be difficult. '

The provoking aspect is really super powerful.

'The Gloucestershire police must have searched for it, but they found no valuable clues, so please go and ask around, I've been here for a few days. '

The last line has been crossed out, but it can still be seen that I am going to the hot spring bath for a few days.

'I want to observe here as a hidden power, and I leave it to you to find someone.Remember, please stick the patch on the letter paper to your forehead... This is an order as an investigator, if you violate it, you will be given a failing grade. '

Forrest silently looked at the colorful circular patch on the letter paper with a bit of coquettish color.

He really wanted to lift up the wall, go to the next door and beat that damn loli!

Throwing the woolen overcoat on the bed angrily, he began to assemble the long and short barrels and parts.

If you co-author the commission, leave it all to him alone, and then go to have fun by yourself, right?

He wants to complain, he wants to go to the Natural History Society to complain about this unscrupulous loli investigator!

……

Alum is mixed with crushed pink flowers, which are then carefully applied to the nails, tinting them a pale pink.

The owner of the nails spreads his white and tender hands on the table with the palms down, closes his eyes and rests his mind, waiting for the traditional dye to dry and firm.

After a while, Green Onion's fingertips slowly turned the switch of the kerosene lamp until the last ray of light went out.

In the darkness, the girl opened her tightly closed eyes.

Ever since she stepped into the small town, she felt a ubiquitous heterogeneous magic power, but she couldn't find its source.

Like the smell of sheep manure.

Chapter 138

In the early morning of the next day, just holding the mentality of giving it a try, Forrest pressed the patch on the upward position between the eyebrows.

Then he found that he couldn't get it off.

He couldn't do it with his hands, no matter how hard he used it, it seemed that he was born with such a red cinnabar mole on the center of his eyebrows.

He tried to pry it with a fork and scraped it with a saber. If he hadn't applied enough hairspray, he would have almost shoveled off a strand of scalp by himself.

Burning with fire and soaking in water will not work.

This lump seemed to grow into his soul!

For a moment or two, Mr. Warrant Officer had the urge to die with that dead loli next door.

Fortunately, etiquette and upbringing served as the last red thread to tightly bind his anger, until he heard the sound of the door opening from the next door, he jumped up immediately and rushed to the corridor.

"Good morning, Mr. Forrester."

Miss Loria, who came out of her room, had a small handbag on her arm, her hands wrapped around the ring of life, and after staring at his eyebrows, she said with a suppressed smile, "It's quite suitable for you."

Forrest was furious when he heard the words, and he wanted to give this pink-haired loli a righteous blow on the head, but he felt a cold in his throat.

A chilling feeling ran through his body, and he found that his arms were stiff.

If you really do it, you will be killed immediately.

What kind of weird method is this?

Forrest saw Loria smiling sweetly and looking at the empty place behind him, and said in an almost inaudible voice: "Come on, Mr. Forrest is our good friend."

As soon as her words fell, the cold killing intent immediately dissipated.

"you you you……"

Who are you talking to? Old Frey couldn't ask. He turned stiffly and looked at the empty dark corridor behind him.

I just felt like I was going to pass out.

He felt that someone was pulling him, so he looked down, only to see Luo Liya tugging at the corner of his clothes, with a sweet smile still on his face...a smile that didn't match his eyes.

"I'll say it again, please don't lose it, you will die."

"I... if... if I meet, what should I do?"

At this moment, Forrest suddenly realized that the danger lurking in the dark might not be the type that guns can deal with.

"Call the police." Luria put on the same smile again. She touched her smooth forehead with her newly dyed pale pink nails and said, "A place with a lot of people is always reassuring, isn't it? I'm going to a neighboring town Goodbye, Mr. Forrest."

The heterogeneous magical resonance filled the whole town, but she couldn't perceive the source at all... She could only wait.

Loria smiled happily like an ordinary little girl looking forward to going out to play, and skipped and walked away lightly.

A ferocious hunter always appears as a cute prey.

Old Frey, who wanted to cry but had no tears, put out his hand to protect the center of his brow with a bitter face.

Now he just hoped that he didn't break this gleaming thing.

……

"Why is no one following?"

In the big bathhouse, Luo Liya, who had her hair tied up, blushed and said, "It's so hard, why don't you jump out and find me uncomfortable and trouble me?"

It is said to be a hot spring bath, but how can there be a hot spring near here?Judging from the rows of boilers outside, this 'hot spring' was probably fired with coal.

"How can there be such a stupid villain in this world? Besides, it's the street gangsters who are full of food all day long and are looking for faults."

Cuckoo said in a low voice, "Put your hands in the water, let me take a dip too."

Loria soaked her left hand in the hot water according to Gu Gu's intentions, and then simply sank herself, leaving her head on the water. She nodded and said, "You are right, evil always hides in the dark." Otherwise, it would have been wiped out by the county government's rifle regiment long ago."

They have 20-pound guns.

Not just one.

Seriously, Bihu Town can be completely reduced to scorched earth in an instant.

However, what exactly does that heterogeneous magical resonance represent?

As soon as she stepped out of the scope of the town, she couldn't feel any fluctuations.

If Mr. Wallace's disappearance has nothing to do with this thing, she doesn't believe it... Maybe it's because the police from the county government just searched it once. There is nothing unusual about that town in her opinion, the factory has also been closed.

There were also searches in nearby towns, but there was no news at all.

Can we just wait?

For some reason, Luria just felt that the person she was looking for was still in Bihu Town.

……

If passers-by in this remote town were all focused on Luria yesterday, then Mr. Forrest also enjoyed such treatment today.

Not because he was so nervous that he hid three guns on his body.

Simply because the red dot on the forehead is so eye-catching - it is dazzlingly red during the day, and even glows faintly at night.

He bit the bullet and continued to observe and walk around the town. The place is not big, and he can walk through every street and alley seriously in a few hours. On the north side of the town, the wool spinning factory stands alone next to the 'Bihu Lake' .

This green lake is much smaller than the man-made green lake in Londinium, and it cannot be compared with the one in Cornwall, nor can it be compared with the dozen or twenty green lakes in the whole country.

Whenever the lake turns green and people are too lazy to name it, a green lake will be born.

He approached the factory's low outer wall, and with little effort he could see what was inside.

There is not even a shed for shelter, a pile of wool is just piled up in the open space, soaked by rain and mixed with dirt, and there are some manual combing and stripping tools scattered around... Even when he was a child, he had never seen it Such a half-manual and half-machine woolen mill.

Considering that Britannia has been deeply involved in the wool textile industry for nearly two centuries, the wool textile products sold all over the world have long been reduced to cinder prices in China.