"But why are you looking for me?" Medien asked in confusion: "You should go to Linge to discuss it. Sister Alice, I can't make the decision on this matter."
"Ling Gelin Ge, do you only have Ringo in your eyes? I am obviously the leader of the Gran Sefa Cavalry Group. Look at me carefully. I am right here... Bah bah! Wrong line?
In short, don’t worry about Lin Ge, I will convince him. As for why I came to you——"
Alice suddenly stopped when she said this, folded her arms, squinted her eyes, and looked up and down at the little pink-haired girl in front of her. This look was like choosing goods at a vegetable market, which made Merdine feel a chill in her back, and she couldn't help but step back.
He took two steps and swallowed hard: "Hey, sister Alice, what do you want to do? This is a hotel, right?"
If I shout, the boss lady, bartender lady and dozens of Mr. Rabbits will come up to beat you, so it’s best not to use any crooked ideas. Isn’t it good for everyone to live in peace?
"What are you afraid of?" Alice couldn't help rolling her eyes at her timid reaction: "I won't eat you."
Really not?
Hard to say.
Metien has reservations about this.
"Can you draw?" Alice suddenly asked.
To be honest, this question was a bit jumpy and had nothing to do with the previous topic. This caused Metien to be stunned for a while, and then he nodded hesitantly: "I know a little...does pencil sketch count?"
"Hey, you really know how to do it?" Alice asked casually, but she didn't expect an unexpected surprise.
In fact, Metien learned this skill thanks to the medical knowledge education she has been receiving. If you want to become a qualified pharmacist, it is no use just memorizing disease symptoms or mixing ratios. You must also be familiar with those medicines.
You need to have the most basic understanding of commonly used herbs, including their appearance, shape and characteristics. If you just rely on your naked eyes to memorize this knowledge, you will soon forget it, so the pink-haired girl drew them in her notebook
During the book, I often read it. Later I went to Sky Island and got to know more types of medicinal plants in the herbal garden of the Traveler Fairy. The picture records in the notebook were also constantly updated. Over time, I developed the skill of pencil sketching.
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Of course, Alice didn't know the inside story, but that didn't stop her from expressing satisfaction with the pink-haired girl's talent. She reached out and patted her shoulder: "Yoshi, come and help me. Well done, big brother.
Every drop has its reward, you understand?"
"Well, it's not impossible, Sister Alice, but I have to finish my homework first..."
"Let me help you!"
"Ah ah ah, I know, Sister Alice, I will help you draw it. I will draw it now! Don't touch my tools!"
……
What are you arguing about?
Lin Ge, who was passing by the pharmacy, heard the noise coming from inside and couldn't help frowning. He was wondering if he should go in and remind Metien to study hard and not be tempted by some people with ulterior motives to play games.
...But then I thought about it, after all, Meridian is a self-respecting child. The last time I blamed her for forgetting her homework, she was already ashamed. It would be better not to add insult to injury now.
As for the temptation of people with ill intentions, I believe she will consciously resist it.
So he pretended not to hear the noise inside, walked past the door of the pharmacy as if nothing had happened, and climbed up the old wooden stairs to the third floor. Olvera's room was on this floor, and,
She is also the only one who lives on the third floor, while everyone else's rooms are on the second floor. The princess of Beman explained that she wanted to be alone at night because she was used to being quiet, but Linger knew very well that she deliberately avoided
I opened everyone's eyes just to cover up my little secret.
Lin Ge came to the door of her room and knocked lightly, but there was no response from inside, so he knocked again. This time he finally heard the sound of a chair being moved from inside, followed by footsteps approaching quickly.
There was a sound, as if the girl in the room was awakened and realized that she had neglected the guest, so she hurried over to open the door in a panic. It cannot be said that she did not have any elegant manners of a princess, it can only be said that she was completely infected by Alice.
With a creak, the door opened from the inside, and a curious little head poked out from the crack: "Who is it... Hey, Ringer? Why is it you!?"
She looked astonished. Although Linger didn't think this was anything to be surprised about, the young man asked: "Can't it be me?"
"No, no, that's not what I meant..." When she said this, she pursed her lips, as if she felt that Ringer was too serious and she just said it casually, so she suddenly didn't want to explain to him, and opened the door casually.
Qing reluctantly said: "Forget it, it's nothing, just come in."
Is she angry? Is there any reason to be angry? The girl's mind is really complicated and difficult to understand.
Ringer walked into the princess's room. The interior decoration and furnishings were no different from other rooms in the hotel: cabinets that exuded the faint scent of sawdust, display racks with alarm clocks and other miscellaneous items, wooden blinds, and off-white curtains.
, the small potted plants beside the windowsill, the glass wall lamps on the wall, and the stone fireplace embedded in the wooden floor, with cooling charcoal behind the iron grid fence, are full of the warmth of life.
The only difference is that there are two more built-in wooden bookshelves in Olvera's room, with a total of five floors, decorated with rose and thorn patterns, which look quite exquisite. Only the books placed on them
Not many, only a dozen or so books, so it looks very empty. At first glance, not only does it not make people think that the owner of this room loves reading, but it makes people feel like "How much does she dislike reading?"
I feel like I don’t even want to pretend to be filled with books on the bookshelf.
Only Linge knew that these books were copied by Olvera herself, and some of them contained knowledge about magic medicines that Medien asked her to copy. After studying, the little pink-haired girl returned the books to Sister Olvera, and was
She placed them on the bookshelf for later use; some were books that Ovela herself had read in the "Library of Truth" that she thought were good, so she copied them and put them on the bookshelf, waiting to be reviewed in the future; in addition, there are
Other people on the time and space island will also seek help from her based on various needs, and she will record these problems as a backup.
Although Ringer didn't know about it intentionally, he heard from the proprietress Shesta that Olvera seemed to have helped everyone a lot without him knowing, "How to cook delicious Salia Chesti",
"How to build a pharmacy workshop from scratch", "How to use the rotten wood demon's talent magic to construct a garden with a self-circulatory system"... and many other strange questions, you can find answers from her [Library of Truth].
One has to sigh with emotion, it is indeed a very convenient ability.
As soon as her eyes turned, she saw Olvera's desk in front of the window. At this time, the desk was full of miscellaneous drafts. Each piece of paper was densely packed with words. The fonts were like the palace etiquette that the princess had learned.
Timeless and elegant, there was a silver-gray pen next to it. It seemed that when she knocked on the door, Olvera was focused on her business of copying books. No wonder she didn't hear the knock on the door at first.
"What book are you copying again?" Ringer asked. Of course, he didn't really care, he just found a random topic to break the deadlock.
Hearing these words, Olvera's expression suddenly became strange.
She glanced at Ling Ge, then walked to the desk, sorted out the messy manuscripts, piled them up, and replied slowly: "This is not a copied book, Ling Ge."
Lin Ge was stunned when he heard this and didn't react for a while: "Isn't it a copied book? That is..."
What is that?
Olvera held the manuscript in her arms, turned around, and slowly raised the corners of her mouth, outlining a proud smile: "I wrote the book myself."