"Your hair is getting longer and longer, Hidleyfa." Eleanor said with emotion.
She gently moved her fingers downward, letting Sidrifa's long platinum hair slide smoothly between her fingers.
"Cut to shoulder blade length?"
"No, just cut it to the shawl." Sidrifa, who was sitting on the chair, looked at herself in the mirror and smiled, "My hair grows very fast anyway."
"Yeah." Eleanor felt that it was a pity to cut off half of such beautiful long hair. But now that Sidrifa had spoken, she couldn't continue to dissuade her.
The fog of will is turned on.
Armed with will, open.
There was a pair of scissors made of flowing light in her hand, flying lightly on Hildafa's hair. With the precise observation of the mist, Eleanor could accurately cut anywhere, and make every cut.
You can clearly see the effect of your hair after applying it.
"Have you ever been a hairdresser before?" Hidrifa suddenly asked.
For an aristocratic lady, this kind of inquiry is undoubtedly an insult. However, Eleanor knew Hildelife's straightforward character of "speaking without thinking", and she herself did not have the self-consciousness of an aristocratic lady, so she jokingly asked
He then said:
"Of course. In our team, in addition to fighting, everyone needs to have additional skills to ensure that if the level cannot keep up with the team, Asker will not be fired early."
Hilda Lifa opened her mouth slightly, and then asked with difficulty after a long while:
"Uh, really?"
"That's right." Eleanor continued to trim her hair, "Look, Nora is also the chef of the team, right?"
"Yes..." Sidrifa couldn't refute. Indeed, Nora has been taking care of everyone's meals for several months, and her cooking skills have become more and more sophisticated over time.
"And Paige, doesn't she hang around Aske all day long? It's obvious that she positions herself as a maid."
"Uh..." Hidliba remembered that when Asker was lying on the rocking chair, Peggy was rocking him obediently from behind, just like a maid serving her master.
"What about the others..." she asked cautiously.
"I don't know." Eleanor said in a brisk tone, "They probably all have their own plans, and they may have expressed them in front of Ask in private."
Hildafa:………………
She looked at herself in the mirror absentmindedly, her beautiful long platinum hair falling down.
"Um, Eleanor." After a while, she hesitated and asked, "Do you think... is there any profession that does not require the accumulation of knowledge or skills and that anyone can be qualified for?"
"Let me think about it...for example." Eleanor thought for a while, "Pet?"
"Huh?" Hidley was confused.
"You're kidding." Eleanor finally patted the broken hair off her head and said with a smile, "Okay, you can go take a shower."
Hilda stood up with a gloomy look.
After returning to her room, she went to the bathroom and slowly took off her clothes.
Pet? How to be this?
Looking at herself in the mirror, Sidrifa began to think seriously.
Regarding pets, she actually prefers dogs. However, when she was on the pirate ship, people mostly kept cats because cats would catch mice on the ship and prevent the precious food reserves from being eaten up.
Do I have to play the role of a cat in the group?
Staring at herself in the mirror, Sidrifa hesitantly raised her hand, imitating the posture of a kitten's claws, and tried to shout:
"Meow?"
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Nora opened her eyes.
Is this the script? She looked around curiously.
In the dilapidated room, the metal pieces on the wall have fallen off, and the floor tiles are full of cracks. Directly in front of it is a towering device with huge holes on the surface, showing an outward trumpet-shaped explosion opening, as if it was struck by some powerful force.
The inner wall was penetrated from the inside.
Nora stared at the hole for a moment, and suddenly recalled in horror:
That is the containment device of the Tree of Origin!
She took half a step back in fear, subconsciously trying to find Asik beside her. It took half a minute to react:
First of all, this is in the script, so there's no Asker.
Secondly, just because this is a script, it is not reality - the real Sephiroth Tree should stay well in the containment device in reality!
However, even though she knew that these were all false, Nora could not help but feel her heart beat faster, and the fear spread uncontrollably from the bottom of her heart.
At this time, she missed the leader very much.
After staying in the room for a while and barely regaining her composure, Nora started walking around and found a stack of information on the shelf next to her:
Deterrence Level:R3-Keter
The Tree of Sephiroth.
No one is allowed to stay in this room for more than 12 minutes, and all requests for entry must be approved by the Cardinal and above.
The Tree of Origin is the product of a certain kind of transcendent being who mutated and fell. It has plant-level low-level intelligent consciousness and a very powerful evolutionary ability. It will evolve in a specific direction according to the environment it is in. Its purpose is to be immune to environmental damage and try its best to survive.
Possibly move and infect others.
The Tree of Sephiroth will extract the vitality from the nearby environment and secrete a certain substance called "Essence", which can infect any living body as an "Esence Polluter".
The Source Defiler is a kind of extraordinary creature with only low-level intelligence, which will draw spirituality from the demonic tide. They will try to hunt down all visible creatures, and also pollute them into the Source Defiler.
These polluters have strong vitality and are extremely difficult to kill. The currently proven and reliable way to eliminate them is to use flames above 1,000 degrees Celsius and spray them at close range for more than 6 seconds, which can effectively prevent their bodies from self-healing and regeneration...
Nora silently put down the information and continued to look around cautiously, fearing that some greenskin would suddenly jump out with a "WAAAAAAGH" sound.
Fortunately, such a danger did not occur. After all, it is impossible for the script to arrange for a crisis to occur at the beginning.
She hesitated for a moment, then carefully hid behind the device.
Then he activated his spiritual body ability and summoned a nearby spiritual body.
Let it explore its surroundings.
The spirit slowly floated outwards, and Nora observed the surroundings through its vision.
In the vision of the spirit body, everything is black, white, and gray, and the difference is only in the shade. She can barely distinguish the difference between the floor, walls, and ceiling, as well as a door embedded in the wall.
There is a long corridor leading out from the room. Varian once took Nora through here, but the doors on both sides were closed.
However, at this time, all the doors were slightly open, as if there was some unpredictable crisis hidden behind them.
After hesitating for a long time, Nora still controlled her spirit body, chose the nearest door and floated in.
There is still a long corridor inside, and there is no change from the outside, except that there are no longer doors on the walls on both sides, but sealed walls made of thickened alloy plates riveted together.
At the end of the corridor is a steel gate. A large number of door bolts and locks restrict the opening of the gate, revealing the Holy See's careful precautions against things inside. Under Nora's control, the spirit body slowly raised its head and saw the gate clearly.