Chapter 540: Hillside town

"Why don't you speak anymore? 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 in the daytime, but the loneliness just now did not seem to

exist.

"Okay, I won't be joking with you, I guess you are not used to it." She shook

her head and looked at the blue-haired girl sitting on the bed.

The roots of the hair are slightly silvery, and the ends of the hair are

slightly blue. The middle is like a gradation of starlight, which is very

beautiful.

I don’t know who is from the headquarters who designed the hairstyle and dress

for this girl so conspicuously, completely contrary to the low-key and simple

style of the church.

But when I think about it carefully, this seems reasonable. No one would have

thought that such a gorgeous and beautiful girl would come from the church.

"Since you don't want to talk, let me speak."

The ‘makeup artist’ stood up, with her long, fine pink hair resting on her

shoulders. She walked to the window and watched the stars light up outside.

"Actually, in my early years, I was relatively shy. I was the kind of girl who

couldn't let go."

"But later, because of the needs of work, the market has to play various

characters and roles, and the image has changed."

"Sometimes I don't know how to act, so I can only exaggerate expressions and

actions a bit, so as to meet the settings."

She turned around, folded her slender legs, propped her hands on the window

sill behind her, and looked up at the wood-colored ceiling.

"After a long time, I gradually get used to it, but this is good, so I won't

be molested by those frivolous people."

"When you are more active than the other party, it is not you that is being

molested, but the other party." She put a finger up in front of her, and with

a light wave, a small golden star floated out, and then again. dissipate.

"But this way, isn't it playing with fire?" The girl's clear voice sounded in

the room, a little soft.

"No, repentance and willfulness, but the privilege of girls. Especially for a

cute girl like you, even if they molested others, they will be very happy. The

thoughts of those male creatures, do you really think girls don't know? . They

will only find it more exciting, and then lose the ability to think in your

words."

"Then, the flaws are exposed."

Hum, I still talked about work, the girl said in her heart. She thought the

‘makeup artist’ would talk about her sad past.

In that case, she would still be happy to listen.

Putting aside these for now, she stood up, returned to her bed, picked up the

doll leaning on the pillow, a cool wind whirled and circulated in the house,

blowing away the heat of early summer and making the house cooler.

"Can this doll still be used like this?" The ‘makeup artist’ bent down and

leaned over to look at the Gothic doll in front of him. The cool air flow

surrounded the doll’s hand and blew towards the room.

"Well, Yixue is very powerful." The girl said so, putting her chin on the

doll's head, and the hair behind her also fluttered away with the breeze,

gradually filtering out water vapor.

"Necromancer sequence is really convenient, you can summon your companions to

help at any time."

The'makeup artist' remembered several necromantic teammates he had

encountered. One of them was good at controlling ghosts. The ghosts under his

command were like demons dancing in battle. The only drawback is that this

friend has a lazy personality and likes to touch when performing tasks. Yu,

there is no sharp and severe style of the Judging Division at all.

The two sat on the side of the bed and continued to chat for a while, and

Lorrain Hill also gradually understood the character of the teammate. Although

it is a bit exaggerated during the day, it is actually the kind of person who

thinks a lot, just not acting normally.

"Well, let's stop here today, it's time to sleep." The'makeup artist' said to

Lorrain Hill.

"Hmm." The girl put the doll on the chair beside the bed, then lay down on the

bed, covered with a thin quilt.

"Then, good night."

The ‘makeup artist’ blew out the candlestick on the table, and the room was

plunged into darkness. Only the floor by the window was illuminated by the

silver moonlight.

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The next day, the group of four got up very early. After a brief breakfast,

they continued on their way.

The carriage galloped quickly across the wilderness. They left Ezerut and

headed west to the capital of Dominia.

The city is surrounded by towering walls. The tallest building in the city is

the church in the center.

The church is built of pure white bricks. The round roof has golden angel

statues. On the huge windows on the side, there are also drawings made of

colorful 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 traveled around the city, behaving like foreign travelers

who have just arrived in the sanctuary.

After a few days, they began to buy some things for the trip, and then they

invited a coachman to drive, and the four of them went to the mountainside

town in a carriage.

The carriage drove slowly on the grassy field, and Lorrain Hill was able to

observe the field and seedlings on the side of the road.

The tender seedlings swayed in the breeze, and as the carriage moved forward,

a fresh smell floated from the window. It can be seen that these ryes are

growing well.

"Merlin Town is not far away," said'Red Hat'.

"I'm 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 by the fork in the road, and there was written there."

The red hat pointed to the front side of the carriage, but since the'makeup

artist' and Lorrain 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 small town under a hill, the outside sounds

gradually became lively.

The white and low houses are scattered on the mountain roads and the fields.

Outside the villages and towns are fields like chessboards~www.mtlnovel.com~

At the entrance of the town, a large sign is erected at the moment, and there

is another one in the middle. The banner crosses. The main idea is Happy

Holidays, and I wish you all happiness from the wine.

When their carriage stopped in the town, many people nearby had arrived early.

A round stage is built in the town, on which there are various performances,

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 street with kites. The long tails of the

kites floated far away as they moved.

There are various beer barrels and bottles on the side of the street at the

moment, and the aroma of wheat is filled with the liquor in the air.

Some of the beer just taken out of the cellar, with a little bit of coldness,

makes the travelers from afar excited, and most of them will buy a glass to

quench their thirst.

There are also many caravan owners from other places who are cruising in the

town, tasting them for themselves, and want to find a good partner for

cooperation.

"Let's get off the car, Marguerite."

"Yes, my dear."

‘Red Hat’ and ‘Makeup Artist’ walked out of the carriage arm in arm with each

other, just like newlyweds, and the blue-haired girl holding the doll then got

out of the carriage.

What catches the eye is a cheerful scenery. You can see all kinds of costumed

guests on the street. On both sides of the street are neatly decorated 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, but rather a little leisurely and

peaceful. The population here is not large. Visitors from travel walk on the

streets of bluestone. A small amount of stagnant water after the rain forms a

small transparent puddle, reflecting Looking at the sky like a mirror.