miss mist go with the flow

Sirin thanked Lolda again, leaned the medicine bottle above the gully, opened the bottle cap, and made a pouring motion.

The floating golden light slowly flowed out, like a viscous liquid, and fell on Sirin's chest, and then slowly penetrated into the skin, leaving a mark similar to a beating note.

Sirin only felt refreshed for a while. Although there was no increase in strength, the legendary power of the old wound on her chest was indeed weakened again.

It really works!

With this help, after a period of recuperation, she may indeed be able to return to the legend and regain more strength.

She was about to express her gratitude again, but Lolda stopped her with her hand: "You don't need to thank me, I gave this to you for Amy's sake. Milo is willing to help you, and it must be the same."

"If you repay us, protect Amy before she recovers her memory and don't let her get hurt again. She..."

Lolda still kept her face sideways, with a bitter smile on her lips.

Amy has endured too much suffering, whether this is the last time or not, and no matter who she chooses in the end, Lolda hopes that she can live happily.

Just like now, heartless, joyful, very good.

Sirin lowered her eyes, sighed softly, and nodded seriously: "I will protect her with my life, and I will never allow anyone to hurt her before I fall down."

Amy pouted, her eyes flicked back and forth between the two of them.

What are these two doing? They are acting like Tuo Gu. She is not the kind of little girl who can't live without someone to take care of her.

Oh, although it's not in the right place, the figures of these two people are quite astringent. She glanced a few times, but she didn't know where to put her eyes.

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Song of the Traveler: Chapter 86 Stories of Stories

After soaking in the hot spring pool for a long time, feeling refreshed physically and mentally, everyone decided to go back to rest.

The forest wind was blowing gently, and it was still winter, but Amy, who had just finished soaking in the hot spring, didn't feel cold. She fiddled with her hair and let it loosen behind her back, so that her hair would be able to work faster.

While magic drying is also available, she's not used to doing that and prefers natural air drying.

When she was still on Earth, she didn't like to use a hair dryer, and she had to wipe it with a dry towel for a long time every time.

Knowing her habit, Sirin walked a little behind her, spread her fingers as a comb, and helped her tidy her hair.

Amy's moon-white long hair feels good to the touch. Just after taking a shower, she will exude a faint fragrance, and her hair is no exception.

While savoring the moon elf's body fragrance, Sirin enjoyed stroking her hair while stroking her hair, completely ignoring the resentment coming from Lolda.

Stepping on the gravel road with the slippers, there were obvious bumps under the feet, as if massaging the soles of the feet, and Amy's footsteps couldn't help being a little lighter.

After returning to the main house, Lolda went back to the room sullenly, while Nonis sent the two guests to the guest room before going back to serve her master.

In order not to be sealed by the overly comfortable bed in the winery room, Amy chose to rest among the dead tonight.

She kicked her legs, hopped and sat on the chair in front of the desk, took out the manuscript paper and started working.

The seventh volume of "Red Dragon King" is being printed and will be available early next month, but Amy's own manuscript has already been written to the end of the eighth volume.

The beginning of the eighth volume is the death of the noble knight Gerard. This incident made Lia determined to rectify the old nobles, implement the New Deal, and spare no effort to clear the obstacles.

At the end of the eighth volume, the empire is thriving and has officially entered a glorious era called "ZTE" by historians.

However, some of the content arranged in the outline, such as updating the calendar, conquering the sea people who invaded the land border, rebuilding the southern seaport and other major events, have to be discussed in the ninth volume.

The story of "Red Dragon King" will be roughly over when No.11 or so is written. As for the ending of the whole book-that kind of thing, Amy prepared it on the first day of the book, but it is the simplest , The least tangled content.

She was leaning over the desk and writing quickly, while Sirin was sitting behind her, reading "Machinery City Puzzle" quietly.

In the eighth volume of "Red Dragon King", Sirin has already caught up with the latest updated chapter.

Although she reads slowly and takes a long time to read a page, it is faster than writing a book anyway.

When Amy was writing manuscripts, she would catch up on them when she had nothing to do. Not long ago, she caught up with the progress and could only read other works.

After reading the prologue of "Machinery City Puzzle", Sirin rubbed the center of her eyebrows and pinched the bridge of her nose with a headache.

Maybe it was because the book contained too much jerky content, or maybe it was because she drank a few glasses of wine while soaking in the hot spring, she felt dizzy and her reaction became a little sluggish.

The book "Mechanical City Mystery" is completely different from the legendary novels she read before.

The first few chapters of the opening are to follow the protagonist's line of sight to introduce the general world view.

A city made of iron and steel, connected by rail trains layered up and down; an "aircraft" that can fly without magic power; a giant guardian robot made by combining magic technology and alchemy technology...

The protagonist Niya is a very energetic girl with strong mobility. She looks ordinary, but she has the reputation of "shining gold" among the people around her, and is a respected "Master of Mechanics".

……

Sirin drank a cup of hot water to relieve the discomfort in her mind a little, then sat back on the chair and opened "Machinery City Puzzle" again.

The partners in Nia's laboratory appear one by one, including the iron knight who controls the steel giant and fights with a lance; there is also a mechanic who studies a project with Nia; eye hunter...

In short, a series of descriptions and explanations related to the world environment were interspersed in the character introduction. Xilin closed the book helplessly and chose to surrender in her heart.

She is not the kind of uneducated and brainless person. She knows how magnificent and wonderful the world described in "Machinery City Puzzle" is, and she also admires the imagination that transcends the environment and current situation, but this book is really good. Difficult to read!

Forget it, three pages a day, when to finish reading is purely random.

Sirin read this book because she wanted to know more about Lolda, and to see what kind of story was told in the divine book highly respected by Lolda.

She really didn't expect that the reading threshold of this book would be so high.

After putting "Machinery City Puzzle" back on the bookshelf, Sirin pulled out another work written by Amy before she lost her memory.

"Song of the Merchant and Traveler".

The title of this book already gives a lot of information. When you open the cover, there is a very warm illustration on the title page.

A young businessman driving a truck with a confident and gentle smile on his face.

Sitting in the back of his car was a girl with long amber hair, who was sipping dara fruit.

[A businessman and a traveler, a strange encounter, a wonderful journey, a silent song~]

"Probably a warm travel story."

Sirin first had an initial impression in her heart, and then opened the next page.

"Under the blooming Dala fruit tree, the young businessman met a beautiful girl. That was their first meeting."

"The merchants at that time didn't know that the girl in front of her was like the incarnation of the Dala fruit. She was beautiful and alluring, but she had a subtle addictive and poisonous quality. Once she came into contact with it, she could never escape..."

After only watching a short paragraph, Sirin couldn't help sighing from the bottom of her heart.

Very beautiful writing, but it seems to be the type that teenagers and girls will like. Old aunts over three hundred years old like her can read it, but the feeling is not so deep.

I heard that the sales volume of this book is not bad, and it can be regarded as the most popular work of Teacher Miwu except "Red Dragon King".

Sirin glanced up and found that Amy was still immersed in writing, so she continued to turn the pages of the book and read on.

This reading was terrible, until Amy patted her on the shoulder, Sirin came back to her senses and looked up quickly.

Amy looked at Sirin with a subtle smile on her face, "So, you still like this type of work..."

"Not really—" Sirin retorted subconsciously, but after thinking about it, she couldn't find a reason to refute, so she shrugged helplessly, "Well, maybe I really like it, I read too many adventure stories, It’s also fun to have some sweet love stories.”

It's okay for old aunts to read youth love stories, it's not ashamed.

Amy sat down on the stool next to Sirin, propped her cheeks, glanced at Sirin's reading progress, and said, "I think the relationship between a businessman and a traveler is more like friendship than love. "

Sirin pursed her lips. The descriptions in the book are very poetic and beautiful. The businessman has expressed his love for travelers several times, but apart from riding in the same carriage, they did not have any more intimate contact. Even sleeping is lying down. in different sleeping bags.

Sirin has only read the beginning of this story, and she is still guessing how it will develop in the future. Facing Amy's ruthless spoiler, she can only pucker her mouth and spit out a sentence helplessly:

"You are the original author, you have the final say."

Amy clamped the pages of the book with both hands, closed it gently, and smiled sweetly: "It's late, let's rest first."

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ps: There will be another chapter, but it will be later~~

Song of the Traveler: Chapter 87 Drink Alcohol in Moderation

Amy's smile is very sweet, and she doesn't smile so sweetly when she's being coquettish and cute.

Seeing that, Sirin felt a little uncomfortable for a while.

It wasn't until Amy's hand was pressed against her cheek and her body came closer that Sirin felt something was wrong.

Amy's body exuded a very peculiar fragrance, which was different from her usual body fragrance, and the smell was a bit stronger - very similar to the "gift from the elves" wine fragrance!

"Staying up late is not good! As a street writer, punctual manuscript delivery and healthy work and rest are my few advantages."

Amy held Sirin's cheeks, tilted her head to look at Sirin's eyebrows and eyes, and the breath from her mouth and nose patted Sirin's face at close range.

It is definitely the smell of wine, this elf is really drunk.

A question mark appeared on Sirin's forehead. Although both Nonis and Lolda said that the "gift of the elves" had a long staying power, it should not reach this level, right?

It's been almost three hours since I put down the wine cup, can I still get drunk again?

When Amy spoke, her body was falling towards Sirin, and Sirin was forced to lean back, letting the restless little body of the moon elf fall into her embrace.

She was much taller than Amy, looked over Amy's shoulder to the desk, and saw an empty wine bottle on the table not so unexpectedly.

At some point, the elf had obtained a few bottles of wine from Nonis, and while writing the manuscript just now, he drank while writing, and even finished a whole bottle of "Gift of the elf".

Xilin was afraid of disturbing Amy's writing, so she didn't look at the desk, so she didn't notice it.

No wonder the elf spoiled her uncharacteristically, and said it so confidently.

When Sirin secretly inquired about the ending of "The Red Dragon King", she was completely rejected by the Moon Elf on the grounds of professional ethics.

"Sleep~ What are you still dawdling about?"

Amy's body has been completely separated from the seat, and her knees are almost kneeling, pressing on Sirin's legs. She put her arms around Sirin's neck, her little head swayed, rubbing against Sirin's cheek, It made Sirin's face flush.

Miss Swordsman quickly pinched her fingers to calm down, restraining the urge to cater to the situation.

It is not advisable to take advantage of the opportunity after being drunk. For Amy, this will not increase the progress of the strategy, but will damage Amy's favor.

Sirin took a deep breath, held her breath, put her arms around Amy's back, kept her knees bent, and moved away from the chair.

Fortunately, the wine quality of the moon elf is not that bad. After being drunk, he just fell asleep and did not go crazy with alcohol.

Sirin struggled to move her body, reached the edge of the bed, bent down, and tried to put down the little sloth that was hugging her neck.

But Amy leaned against the bed with her little head shaking, but she had no intention of letting go.

Sirin could only patiently say softly: "Aren't you going to sleep? With my arms around me like this, there's no way to change into pajamas, and I can't fall asleep."

Amy squinted her eyes as if thinking, and after a while, she let go of Sirin's neck reluctantly, and lay on the bed loosely on her back.

Her lips trembled, and she said in a low voice and confusedly: "Sirin, my eyes seem a little blurry. Is the roof shaking? It won't collapse, will it?"

"It's okay." Sirin pressed the Moon Elf's hands on both sides of her body to prevent Amy from cuddling again, "This is a hut we made with our own hands. The process is complete, the structure is neat, and it's safe. You're just drunk. Only then will it feel that it is shaking."

When saying this series of words, Sirin intentionally slowed down her tone, and slowly untied the belt on Amy's robe.

Amy didn't notice Sirin's movements, her eyes were full of doubts, "Isn't the gift of the elves fruit juice? It also makes people drunk?"

Sirin thought to herself, I also don't think fruit juice is intoxicating, but the fact is that you are quite drunk now, aunt.

"Maybe you drank too much, it's wine after all." Sirin said, "I don't usually see you drinking alcohol."

She spoke incongruously, lifted Amy lightly, and took off her robe smoothly.

Because she was in a hot spring earlier, Amy only wore a set of underwear under her robe, and no other clothes.

Xilin secretly commented that "pure and lovely", which is the style that the moon elves would have.

She put Amy on the bed, intending to take out her spare pajamas first, and give Amy a rest for the night. When she was looking for the storage space, the Moon Elf, like a caterpillar, followed her body's instincts and lifted the quilt by herself. , got into the bed, and skillfully rolled up the corners.

……

Sirin was about to pull the quilt away, but encountered resistance. Amy pulled the edge of the quilt and tilted her head, "Hey, don't pull the quilt casually, it's enough for the two of us to cover together..."

Sirin raised her forehead, Auntie, are you planning to sleep in your underwear all night?

She believes in her own strength, and she shouldn't take advantage of others' dangers, but grandma, if you wake up from alcohol tomorrow, I'm afraid it will become a disaster.

"When you're sleepy, it's really a blessing to have a warm bed and sleep well."