"Why are you silent again? Are you surprised by my appearance?" The 'make-up artist' put down the comb in his hand, turned around, and showed a smile similar to the one he had during the day. However, the trace of loneliness just now did not seem to exist.
"Okay, I won't joke with you anymore. I guess you're 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, and the ends are blue, with a gradient like starlight in the middle, which is very beautiful.
I don’t know who in the headquarters designed this girl’s hair and dress in such a conspicuous way, which is completely opposite to the church’s low-key and simple style.
But if you think about it carefully, this seems very reasonable. No one would have thought that a girl dressed so gorgeously and beautifully is actually from the church.
"Since you don't want to talk, let me do the talking."
The 'makeup artist' stood up, her long, fine pink hair draped behind her shoulders. She walked to the window and looked at the stars and lights outside.
"Actually, in my early years, I was quite shy and the kind of girl who couldn't let go."
"But later on, due to work requirements, I had to play various characters and roles in the market, so my image changed."
“Sometimes I’m not very good at acting, so I have to exaggerate my expressions and movements to fit the setting.”
She turned around, crossed her slender legs, put her hands on the window sill behind her, and looked up at the wooden ceiling.
"As time goes by, I gradually get used to it, but this way, I won't be teased by those frivolous people."
"When you are more proactive than the other person, it is not you who is being teased, but the other person." She raised a finger, put it in front of her, waved it lightly, and a small golden star floated out, and then again
dissipate.
"But isn't this just playing with fire?" The girl's clear voice sounded in the room, a little soft.
"No, regret and willfulness are the privileges of girls. Especially a cute girl like you, even if you tease others, they will be very happy. Do you really think girls don't know the thoughts of those male creatures?
.They will only find it more exciting and lose their ability to think in your words.”
"Then, the flaw is revealed."
Well, let’s talk about work, the girl thought to herself. She thought the ‘makeup artist’ would talk about her sad past.
In that case, she would still be happy to listen.
Ignoring this for the time being, she stood up, returned to her bed, and picked up the doll leaning on the pillow. A gust of cool wind swirled and circulated in the room, blowing away the heat of early summer and making the room cooler.
"Can this doll still be used in this way?" The 'makeup artist' bent down and looked at the Gothic doll in front of him. The cool air flow surrounded the doll's hands and blew towards the room.
"Well, Yi Xue is very powerful." The girl said this, placing her chin on the head of the doll, and the hair behind her floated and spread with the breeze, gradually filtering out the moisture.
"The undead sequence is really convenient. You can summon your companions to help at any time."
The 'Makeup Artist' thought of several Necromancer teammates he had met. One of them was good at controlling ghosts. The ghosts under his command were like a group of demons dancing around when fighting. The only flaw was that this friend had a somewhat lazy personality and liked to touch when performing tasks.
Yu, does not have the distinctive harsh style of the Adjudication Department at all.
The two of them sat on the edge of the bed and continued chatting for a while. Lorraine Hill also gradually understood the character of his teammate. Although it was a bit exaggerated during the day, he is actually the kind of person who thinks a lot, but he doesn't show it at ordinary times.
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"Okay, that's it for today, it's time to go to bed." The 'makeup artist' said to Lorraine Hill.
"Hmm." The girl placed the doll on the chair next to the bed, then lay down on the bed and covered it with a thin quilt.
"Well, good night."
The 'makeup artist' blew out the candlestick on the table, and the room fell into darkness. Only the floor by the window was illuminated by the silvery moonlight.
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The next day, the four members of the team got up very early, had a simple breakfast, and continued on their way.
The carriage galloped quickly across the wilderness. They left Eserut and headed west to the capital of Dominica.
The city is surrounded by towering walls, and the tallest building in the city is the church in the center.
The church is built with pure white bricks and tiles, with a golden angel statue 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 several people entered here, they did not go to see the bishop of the local church. Instead, they walked around the city, acting like foreign travelers who had just arrived in the sanctuary.
After a few days of this, they began to buy some things for the journey, and then invited a coachman to drive, and the four of them took the carriage to the small town on the mountainside.
The carriage drove slowly on the grassy fields, and Lorraine Hill was able to take a closer look at the field seedlings beside the road.
The young and tender grass seedlings were swaying in the breeze. As the carriage moved forward, a fresh smell came from the window. It was obvious that the rye was growing well.
“The town of Merlin is not far away,” said ‘Red Hat’.
"We're 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 sign on the side of the road and it said it there."
Red Hat pointed to the side and front of the carriage, but since the 'makeup artist' and Lorraine Hill were both sitting with their backs to the driving position of the carriage, they naturally didn't know where they were before they arrived.
As the carriage approached a small town under a hill, the sounds outside gradually became lively.
White, low-slung houses are scattered in an orderly manner on mountain roads and fields, and outside the villages and towns are fields like a chessboard.
At the entrance of the town, there is a large sign erected at the moment, with a banner passing through the middle. The general meaning is Happy Holidays, and I wish everyone can get happiness from the wine.
When their carriage stopped in the town, many nearby people had already arrived in advance. A circular stage was set up in the town, with various performances on it, and the flowing and flying fireballs transformed into phantoms of angels.
Snowflakes, ice sculptures that suddenly condense in summer, etc.
Some children were cheering and running on the street with kites. The long tails of the kites floated far away as they ran.
There are all kinds of beer barrels and bottles on the street, and the aroma of wheat fills the air with the wine.
Some of the beers just taken out of the cellar are still a little cold, which makes travelers from far away excited, and most of them will buy a glass to quench their thirst.
Among them, there are also many caravan owners from other places who are touring the town, tasting for themselves, and trying to find a good partner.
"Let's get out of the car, Margaret."
"Yes, dear."
‘Red Hat’ and ‘Makeupist’ walked out of the carriage arm in arm with each other, like newlyweds, and the blue-haired girl holding the doll also stepped out of the carriage.
What comes into view is a cheerful scene. Customers dressed in various costumes can be seen on the street. On both sides of the street are neatly decorated and bustling shops. Old people, children, men and women are walking slowly on the streets of this small town.
The town in front of you is not crowded, but rather leisurely and peaceful. The population here is not large. Traveling guests are walking on the bluestone streets. A small amount of water after the rain forms a small transparent puddle, reflecting the scenery.