Chapter 530 Mountainside Town
"Why don't you speak again, are you surprised by my appearance?" The "makeup artist" put down the comb in his hand, turned around, and showed a smile similar to that of the day, but the loneliness just now seemed to not exist.
"Okay, I'm not joking with you, I guess you are not used to this." She shook her head and looked at the blue-haired girl sitting beside the bed.
The roots of the hair are silvery, the ends are blue, and the middle is like a gradient of starlight, which is very beautiful.
I don't know which one from the headquarters designed the hairstyle and dress for this girl so conspicuously, which is completely contrary to the low-key and simple style of the church.
But if you think about it carefully, this seems very reasonable, no one would have thought that the girl dressed so gorgeously and beautifully is actually a person from the church.
"Since you don't want to talk, let me speak."
The 'makeup artist' stood up, her long fine powder hair draped behind her shoulders, and she walked to the window and watched the stars light up outside.
"Actually, in my early years, I was relatively shy, and I was the kind of girl who couldn't let go."
"But later, because of the needs of work, I have to play various characters and roles from time to time, and the image has changed."
"Sometimes I'm not very good at acting, so I can only exaggerate the expressions and movements so that it can conform to the setting."
She turned around, her slender legs crossed, her hands rested on the windowsill behind her, and she looked up at the wood-colored ceiling.
"After a long time, I'll get used to it, but that's fine, so I won't be molested by those frivolous people."
"When you are more active than the other party, it's not you who is being molested, but the other party." She raised a finger, put it in front of her, waved it gently, a little golden star floated out, and then again dissipate.
"But isn't this playing with fire?" The girl's clear voice sounded in the room, a little soft.
"No, remorse and willfulness are the prerogatives of girls. Especially a cute girl like you, even if they molest others, they will be very happy, right? Do you really think girls don't know the thoughts of those male creatures? ... they just find it more stimulating and then lose their ability to think in your words."
"Then, the flaws are revealed."
Well, we are still talking about work, the girl said in her heart. She thought that the "makeup artist" would talk about her sad past.
In that case, she would still be happy to listen.
For the time being, she stood up, went back to her bed, picked up the doll leaning on the pillow, and a cool wind swirled and circulated in the house, blowing away the heat of early summer and making the house cooler.
"Can this puppet still be used like this?" The Makeup Artist bent down and looked at the Gothic puppet in front of him. The cold air flowed around the puppet's hands and blew toward the room.
"Yeah, Yixue is very powerful." The girl said so, placing her chin on the doll's head, and the hair behind her fluttered and spread out with the breeze, gradually filtering out the water vapor.
"The necromancer sequence is really convenient. You can summon your companions at any time to help."
The 'makeup artist' remembered a few Necromancer teammates he had met, and one of them was good at controlling ghosts. The ghosts under his command danced like a group of demons when fighting. The only fly in the ointment was that this friend was a bit lazy and liked to touch while performing tasks. Yu, did not have the clear and severe style of Judgment Division at all.
The two of them sat on the edge of the bed and continued to chat for a while. Roland Hill also gradually understood the character of this teammate. Although it is a bit exaggerated during the day, in fact, he is the kind of person who thinks a lot, but he doesn't usually show it.
"Okay, let's stop here today, it's time to go to bed." The Makeup Artist said to Roland Hill.
"Hmm." The girl put the doll on the chair beside the bed, then lay down on the bed and covered it with a thin quilt.
"Then, good night."
The 'make-up artist' blew out the candlesticks on the table, and the room fell into darkness. Only the floor by the window was illuminated by the silvery white moonlight.
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The next day, the group of four got up very early, and after a brief breakfast, they continued on their way.
The carriage galloped fast over the field, and they left Esselut and headed west to the capital of Dominia.
The city is surrounded by towering walls, and the tallest building in the city is the church in the center.
The church is built of pure white bricks, with golden statues of angels on the round roof. The huge windows on the side are also painted with colored glass, highlighting the heroes and angels in ancient legends.
After a few people entered here, they did not go to see the bishop of the local church, but walked around the city, acting like a foreign traveler who had just come to the sanctuary.
After a few days like this, they began to buy some things for the journey, and then invited a coachman to drive, and the four of them traveled to the mountainside town in a carriage and carriage.
The carriage drove slowly on the grass-covered field, and Roland Hill was able to take a close look at the field grasses along the road.
The green and tender seedlings swayed in the breeze, and as the carriage moved forward, a fresh smell wafted from the window. You can see that these ryes are growing well.
"It's not far from Merlin Town," said 'Red Hat'.
"It's here so soon, how do you know, have you been here before?" The Makeup Artist looked at the man opposite.
"No, I just saw a road sign on the side of the road, and it's written there."
The red hat pointed to the side and front of the carriage, but since the Makeup Artist and Roland Hill were sitting with their backs to the carriage driving position, they naturally didn't know where they were before they arrived.
As the carriage approached a town under a hill, the sounds outside gradually became lively.
White and low houses are scattered on the mountain roads and fields, and outside the villages and towns are fields like chessboards.
At the entrance of the town, a large sign is being erected at the moment, and there is a banner passing through it. The main idea is happy holidays, and I wish everyone happiness from the wine.
When their carriage stopped in the town, many nearby people had already arrived ahead of schedule. A circular stage is built in the town, with various performances on it, such as flowing and flying fireballs, snowflakes that transform into phantoms of angels, ice sculptures that suddenly freeze in summer, and so on.
Some children cheered and ran on the streets with kites, the long tails of the kites floated far away with the running.
There are all kinds of beer barrels and bottles on the side of the street at the moment, and the aroma of malt permeates the air with the liquor.
Some of the beers just taken out of the cellar are still a little cold, which makes the travelers from afar get excited, and most of them will buy a cup to quench their thirst.
Among them, there are also many caravan bosses from other places, cruising in the town, tasting it for themselves, trying to find a good partner.
"Let's get out of the car, Margaret."
"Yes, dear."
'Red Hat' and 'Makeup Artist' walked out of the carriage arm in arm, like a newlywed couple, and the blue-haired girl holding the doll also got off the carriage.
What catches the eye is a cheerful scene. You can see guests dressed in various costumes on the street. The streets are lined with neat and lively shops. The elderly and children, men and women, walk slowly on the streets of this small town.
The town in front of you is not crowded, on the contrary, it is somewhat leisurely and peaceful. The population here is not large. Travelers are walking on the streets of bluestone. After the rain, a small amount of accumulated water forms a small transparent puddle, reflecting the reflection. with a mirror-like sky.