miss mist go with the flow

Miss Misty Goes with the Flow Author: Yu Yuyu

Introduction:

Will the long-lived species who have lived for a long time suffer from Alzheimer's disease?

The elf lady who lives at home is a best-selling author, and her part-time job is unknown. One day, she picked up an injured swordsman lady at the door of her house.

Thus, the orange-flavored daily life and travel began.

What kind of new stories will the elderly group (not) walk the world together?

(A non-best-selling cute new writer and hard-working intro, at the request of lovely readers, I slightly revised the intro, everyone can make do with it.)

(When you read the novel, you will know how to comfort the author, I promise!)

Volume 1: Chapter [-] A Visitor to the Forest

A white mist filled the forest. Roland leaned on a cane, brushed aside the weeds on the path, and walked calmly.

Somewhere along the way, dark brown vines blocked the road.

These vines stretch across and intertwine, and the thorns are extremely sharp. They are more than two meters high, and they are just short of writing the words "This road is blocked".

Roland helped the hat on his head, and the expression on his face relaxed.

He took out a wooden badge from his breast pocket and held it up in front of the vine:

"It's a regular customer visiting!"

The dark brown vines slowly shrunk towards the dense forest on both sides, revealing a wide and narrow passage for one person.

Roland carefully put away the badge, squeezed sideways through the passage, and came to the other side of the vine.

The sky in the depths of the forest became brighter instead, and the fog dissipated a lot, and a small path led to a deeper place.

Roland took out a palm-sized mirror, adjusted his hat and bow tie, and confirmed that there was no negligence in his appearance before continuing along the path.

He's the regional director of the Phoenix Chamber of Commerce and the exclusive editor of That Wayward Writer Deep in the Woods.

At the end of the path is an extraordinarily tall tree with stretching branches like a canopy, supporting a delicate and small tree house on the main branches, and the rope ladder spreads downwards, gently shaking in the wind.

Roland looked at the open space around the old tree. On the left was a square grid-shaped wooden house, and on the right was a wooden house of the same style under construction. The puddle on the ground was two-thirds full.

He couldn't help sighing in his heart, it seems that Mr. Mi Wu still hasn't put his mind on the creation of works recently.

But Roland was not worried about whether Mist could hand in the manuscript. During his nearly five years of getting along with Teacher Mist, the other party only missed a manuscript half a year ago, and he was able to complete the task with quality and quantity at other times.

Although he lives in a remote corner, the name of Teacher Miwu has resounded throughout the entire Divine Blessing Continent. Every work in the past three years has been well received. In recent months, "The Red Dragon King and the Twelve Knights" has been serialized. The novel style of writing and the interesting yet passionate fantasy stories have sparked a wave of follow-up reading.

No matter which country or region you are in, you can see fans of "Red Dragon King" eagerly discussing the plot, and the main characters who appear on the stage also have their own loyal fans. Not only are the books selling well, but related products are also on sale.

For this reason, the senior executives of the Phoenix Chamber of Commerce have discussed whether to take Teacher Miwu to a safer and more convenient big city to live in, and protect this cash cow so that she can create with more peace of mind.

But the mist had said long ago that it would not leave the forest, so the discussion ended up falling apart.

Roland walked to the bottom of the tree house, cleared his throat, and raised his voice: "Mr. Mist, I'm Roland, and I brought you what you asked for!"

There was no movement in the tree house on the second floor, but a girl in shorts and ponytail emerged from the half-finished wooden house on the right side of the open space.

"Mr. Roland, is today a trading day?" The girl tilted her head, waved her hands with a smile, and her long ears shook accordingly.

Teacher Miwu is not human. She has moon-white long hair that is almost light silver. She is about 1.5 meters tall, her eyes are light blue-blue like lake water, her skin is fair, and her facial features are small and delicate. The genre I like more after watching it.

Although he has seen it many times, Roland is still amazed by the beauty of the mist.

This is a beauty that is extremely difficult for ordinary humans to possess. Even Princess Meiji, known as the Pearl of the Empire, is slightly inferior to the beauty in front of her.

Roland held his breath for a while and calmed down, "Mr. Mist, so you are here."

The elf girl brushed away a strand of hair that fell to the side of her face, and pointed to the wooden house next to her, "The house over here is the kitchen, and it's about to be built. Did Mr. Roland bring any salt and spices when he came here this time?"

"Of course I will never forget Teacher Miwu's instructions." Roland tapped the ring on his middle finger lightly, and there were a few extra bottles in his hand.

This ring is a rare magic item with a storage space of about three square meters. Roland only got this treasure from the president after he was promoted to the regional director of the Phoenix Chamber of Commerce.

The elf girl trotted to the tree, took out two newly made wooden stools, placed one behind Roland and one in front of him.

The girl said: "Sit down and rest for a while, just put these things on the stool."

Roland sat down first, tested the quality of the chair, and sat down firmly after making sure it would not collapse. He sighed secretly while putting the bottle in his hand on another stool.

In the past few months, Teacher Miwu has changed a lot. Before, when facing him, he was always indifferent.

But since a few months ago, she has become a lot more lively.In addition to regular books and periodicals, he will also send some wood and tools. Recently, he has started to buy food, and it seems that he intends to cook human food.

The open space and wooden houses on both sides of the tree house were also built in the past few months. They were all done by Teacher Miwu without any help from outsiders.

Dressing is also different from before. When Roland saw the mist for the first time, she was wearing a long skirt, Ji-style long hair draped behind her, lace gloves extending to her forearms, and she was sitting reclined on a rattan swing, quiet and expensive. Qi, the whole body exudes an aura that strangers should not get close to.

Now Teacher Miwu started to try the combination of shorts and a single ponytail, and immediately felt like a girl next door, full of energy, lively and cute—of course, Roland's girl next door was not as beautiful as Teacher Miwu.

"Mr. Mist, this is salt, this is chili powder, and this is pepper bought from a sea merchant..."

Roland introduced the contents of the bottle one by one, and the elf girl on the opposite side blinked and listened very seriously.

After counting the bottles and jars, Roland paused for a while, and finally pointed out today's topic: "Mr. Mist, read this month's manuscript..."

The elf girl patted her forehead and showed a vigorous smile: "It's been prepared a long time ago, just wait a moment, I'll go get it!"

She turned and went to climb the rope ladder, with the cute voice of "hey, woo, woo".

If it was the previous dress, Roland might be able to see something different from this angle.

It's not bad now, the girl's slender and white thighs seem to be shining under the sunlight, and it's a beautiful picture that can make even old men's hearts flutter.

The girl entered the wooden house, and when she came out, she held a stack of manuscripts in her arms. She looked at the open space under the old tree, and just bent her legs and jumped down.

Roland panicked and stood up from the stool with a snap.

My god, this is more than two meters high!What if you fall down? !

Roland breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the elf girl landed safely. He realized that although Teacher Misty had thin arms and legs, he was an elf after all, and his physique was different from that of a human. The height of about two or three meters would not cause her to fall.

In the past, Mist Teachers all landed slowly on the wind. After changing their image, their living habits also changed.

Probably because he hated the previous image and wanted to live in a different way. It is not surprising that a long-lived species like elves have similar thoughts.

The elf girl walked to Roland, handed over most of the manuscript paper, and kept a few pages in her hand:

"The content of the fifth volume of "Red Dragon King" is about [-] words in total. I tried to add a few pictures of people. Do you want to take a look?"

She shook the manuscript paper left in her hand. It was an uncolored black and white line draft, but the portrait was very well done.

Roland took over the thick manuscript, and Mr. Misty of the Secret Path was as productive as ever, and his attention was also attracted by the so-called "personal design drawing".

The leading portrait is the protagonist of the story, the Red Dragon King Lia, a "beautiful boy" with shoulder-length short hair, not tall, standing on the water of the lake with a long sword in his hand.

In the story of "The Red Dragon King and the Twelve Knights", Leah has been in the state of disguised as a man for a long time.She has the blood of the Red Dragon King and has drawn the sword in the stone that symbolizes royal power, but because it is inconvenient for her to inherit the throne as a woman, she has to pretend to be a man for a long time.

Teacher Mi Wu's character design is quite in place. The "beautiful boy" Lia stands on the lake with a sword, her heroic posture is handsome and beautiful, which is quite eye-catching.

In addition to the frontal portraits, there are sideways views, as well as exploded views of the armor and weapons.

The next few pictures are the knights following Leah. There are handsome elves and honest old men. They all have their own characteristics and restore the images of the characters in the book.

Roland gave a thumbs up, "As expected of Mr. Misty, the painting is quite good! With the drawings made by these people, the character image will be more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people!"

The elf girl smiled, "Where is it, just draw it casually, it is best to pass it naturally. I will leave the coloring to you, just follow the description in the manuscript."

"Don't worry, the Phoenix Chamber of Commerce will always be a solid backing for Teacher Misty!" Roland made a serious promise.

The elf pointed at the manuscript again, "Do you want to review the manuscript here? I can provide dinner, but you have to figure out where you live."

Roland waved his hand, "No need, Teacher Miwu's manuscript does not need to be reviewed, your original text is the best."

The elf girl's cheeks were slightly red, and she was very pleased with Roland's disguised compliment.

After putting away the manuscript and the drawings, Roland seemingly inadvertently mentioned another matter, "By the way, Teacher Mist, the Red Dragon Empire recently excavated the tomb of ZTE Emperor Eltor, from the tomb objects and the ancient books in the tomb. It can be deduced that Ertor is very likely to be a woman who disguised herself as a man to govern during his reign, and the records about the gender of the emperor in the history books may be wrong."

The elf girl frowned slightly, then chuckled, "That's really an interesting coincidence."

The story background of "Red Dragon King" refers to the real Red Dragon Empire on the Blessed Continent. The protagonist of the story, Leah, vaguely points to the ZTE Emperor Ertor who revived the empire.

Leah disguised herself as a man and became the Red Dragon King. If Eltor's gender was determined to be a woman, it would be more than just a coincidence.

After all, even the clerk of the royal family did not leave such a record, how did the mist know about it?

Is she a scholar with rich knowledge, or a person who witnessed the Chilong Zhongxing incident back then?

After all, he is an elf, and his exact age cannot be seen from his appearance.

The elf girl's response was too dull, and Roland didn't get any useful information.

The two exchanged a few more casual words, and the businessman picked up the hat on his lap and put it on his head, stood up and said, "Mr. Mist, do you have any other products you need?"

These are the words of farewell, now I can leave the misty forest before dusk and return to a nearby town for the night.

Dozens of trips in and out over the past five years gave Roland ample experience.

"Of course, this is for you!" The elf girl took out a note from the pocket of her shorts and handed it to Roland.

Roland glanced at it roughly, and it was still the demand for ingredients and condiments, adding high-quality cloth, and the end of the note was marked in bold font:

"Another ten feet of star-pattern cloth, two bottles of star-pattern ink, three star-pattern brushes, and twenty crystals of low-level elements of various attributes are required."

Roland has been in contact with related businesses and knows that these things are used to make magic scrolls.

Mr. Mist is a moon elf that is rarely seen by the outside world. He lives alone in the depths of the forest, protected by magical vines and magical beasts near his house. He must be a master of magic himself, so it is not surprising to use these things.

As for the cost of purchasing these magic items-it can be allocated from Teacher Misty's monthly remuneration, and Ron only charges an extra [-]% for running errands, which is a trading habit between them.

Roland put away the note: "I promise to do it, then see you next month, Teacher Misty."

The elf girl waved goodbye: "Be careful on the way back. If you encounter trouble, you can call Bobby for help."

Bobby is a forest wolf, the magic pet of Teacher Misty, and the leader of the nearby wolves. His intelligence level is similar to that of a six or seven-year-old human child.

Roland has been in and out of the foggy forest many times, and has met Bobby several times, and he has become acquainted with him for a long time.

"Thank you, Teacher Miwu, for your care. You live here alone, so please take care of yourself."

After solemnly saying goodbye, the businessman looked at the sky above his head and walked towards the forest exit.

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ps: After so long a delay, it finally officially set sail~

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Volume 2: Chapter [-] Picked up an injured young lady

When it was getting light, Amy opened her eyes.

On the wooden table beside the bed was a disc-shaped clock, pointing to eight o'clock in the morning.

Last night, when she finished the manuscript until [-]:[-], aside from the time spent lying in bed and thinking wildly, she was considered to have slept for eight hours, and she was not disturbed much by dreams.

For a writer who stays at home, this is a very healthy routine.

Amy sat up from the bed, stretched her arms slowly above her head, and stretched.

The air is fresh, the breathing is smooth, and the body is full of vitality.

Amy stepped on her slippers and went to the ground, admiring her prosperous beauty in the mirror.

It has been half a year since I came to this world for no reason and entered this elf body.

Amy gradually got used to her beauty, and was able to control the time of "looking at herself in the mirror" within 5 minutes.

Looking at the elf girl with slightly disheveled hair in the mirror, she picked up the wooden comb.

The long silver-white hair hangs down to the waist, very soft, feels like fine silk, and has a faint fragrance.

After coming to this world, Amy has never used anything like shampoo, this is the fragrance of the original owner of the body.

In addition to the fragrance on the hair, this elf also has the legendary body fragrance, which is a slightly faint fragrance, which can only be smelled when you get very close to her.

Amy combed her long hair, stroked her cheeks, and showed a satisfied smile.

She walked towards the closet, took off her nightgown while walking, and threw it casually on the bedside.

The porcelain white skin is exposed in the morning light, and the shimmering light attracts each other, outlining the outline of a slender but not too thin body.