◎I can't hold you back. ◎
"I, I'm so hungry, I'm a little absorbed in eating."
Dill didn't dare to raise her head from beginning to end, but Mu Xia didn't believe it.
He put down the breakfast tray and Dill subconsciously glanced at it; there was a full cup of fresh milk, a bowl of wheat paste, two strips of bacon, and steaming white bread. Dill also saw an after-dinner fruit, another apple. Oh my god, how much does this guy like….
"Dust, mold, nectar, and aspen? Did you go to the Maiden's Tower?"
He didn't even move a step, his sharp wolf nose had already smelled her inside and out, and the girl shrank uncomfortably. He moved closer to her and cast his eyes towards the window behind her, which was, after all, the only exit from the cell.
The night of the full moon was approaching, but the young knight remained unchanged. His silhouette was as tall as a sword, and his eyes were still the same clear olive green. But at this time, facing the dawn of the morning, Dill could clearly see the blend of gold and green in it, which was no longer pure. The warm green water would soon be swallowed up by the burning molten gold.
He will soon no longer be the knight of the church, and there will not be much time left for her.
Dill could hear Mucha's strong and steady breathing, and in front of her eyes she could see the dark-haired, amber-eyed wolf sniffing anxiously at the top of the territory, trying to find any suspicious smell.
Finally, he spoke: "You always surprise me every time I meet. I heard that witches can turn themselves into animals, maybe a bird?"
"I don't quite understand what you mean." Dill pretended to be stupid.
Haha, you guessed wrong. She was a little proud.
Mu Xia suddenly reached out her hand, and Dill closed her eyes subconsciously, only to find that the other party just opened her sticky hair and took out half a piece of minced meatball.
"It means, I can't hold you captive."
He stretched out his other hand and suddenly lifted the dinner plate aside, making a clang sound! The girl was startled, and the whole plate fell down, milk and wheat paste splashed everywhere, mixed with the dill from last night's dinner, and looked like a puddle of drunken vomit.
Mucha didn't even say a word to her loudly, but a gentle and polite knight suddenly threw the whole plate of breakfast to the ground, like a sudden eruption of a volcano. Dill was so frightened that she didn't dare to move at all, and could only listen to the boy quietly. Leaving footsteps.
"Is this... angry?"
Dill was stunned for a second or two, and suddenly there was a feeling of depression in her chest.
It should be you who should be angry, right? It was precisely because the other party made his own decisions that she was forced to wander around like a little mouse all night long, but this guy actually turned his back on her?
A full moon night or something, actually a werewolf's aunt's day, right? Dill stared at the ground in disarray. Now that she is better, she has to think about the big strategy to save this land in this chaos.
Dill didn't scold for too long. She heard the footsteps and walked back again, this time there were two people.
The old nun was following Mucha. Dill couldn't understand which act she was performing. Was she trying to convict herself directly? She leaned against the wall, her face tense.
"It's my fault for disturbing this young lady's morning prayer." The young man was gentle and humble, without any arrogance of a nobleman.
The old nun frowned and looked at the mess on the ground, and couldn't help but mutter a few words: "Lord Holzorg, I know you are anxious to catch the witches hiding among them, and return them to the Green Emerald City and the Holy Church. Peace, but it would be too much to try to interrogate a pious girl so early in the morning."
"Yes, I scared her and ruined the delicious food you carefully prepared. I will go to the church to apologize soon." The silver knight explained to the nun apologetically like a child who had done something wrong.
The old nun softened her face and said, "Sir, you are too young to have achieved success, so it is inevitable that you will be impatient. But after all, you are doing it for your faith. The Supreme God will forgive you."
She turned to Dill and said warmly: "Good girl, I'll make an exception for you. Come and freshen up with me. You should take a bath first before praying in the morning. I will change your room for you when you get back."
Dill reacted and immediately gave a favor.
She kept pace with the nun. When passing by Mu Xia, she hesitated whether to raise her head to express something, but without her having to think about it, the other person quickly stretched out his hand and quietly stuffed something into her.
Apple again? How committed is he to Apple?
Dill clenched the hard red fruit, thinking wildly in her heart, was she doing all this coquettish stuff just to give herself a nice scent?
Thinking of this guy's perverted confessions, the girl became even more dizzy. Could it be that he disliked her stinky body and hinted that he wanted to wash away the original fragrant apple smell?
The old nun took her back to the Maiden Tower.
The few poplar trees in front of the tower were deserted, and no one cared about the fallen leaves on the ground.
Dill just glanced at it unconsciously, but she saw morning dewdrops condensed in the air. A crystal silk net was tied on the top of the poplar tree, and a beautiful green spider was working hard among them. Make up for your weakness.
It also seemed to notice Dill, raising a free hand and waving hello.
Chloe: [Hi! See you again soon! ]
Dill:? ? ?
The old nun didn't know that right under her nose, a witch was busy making eye contact with the elf.
Dill: No, no, now is not a good time to talk.
Chloe: [What? Do you also think the net I made looks good? I can also embroider text on it! ]
Hey hey! This is not Charlotte's website! My front foot is close to the Virgin Tower, and there is a suspiciously magical image in front of the back foot tower. I will really turn into that Christmas pig and be slaughtered directly!
Unfortunately, the joys and sorrows of humans and spiders are not the same.
Chloe: [I understand! I will embroider your name! ]
Dill: I%@#%#@
The old nun was waiting for the maid outside to open the door, when the girl behind her suddenly pulled her sleeves in fear.
She pointed to the poplar tree with a timid look on her face: "This spider web is so big and scary. Miss Rosalie doesn't like spiders the most. Isn't there a servant to clean it?"
The old nun pulled back her sleeves in a funny way: "All the servants are like you, locked up in the church waiting for trial, so naturally no one comes to clean it. Miss Rosalie is still resting in the tower, so she won't see this kind of thing." Terrible stuff."
Dill looked disappointed.
Seeing that the girl was both pious and innocent, the old nun couldn't help but comfort her: "When those men get serious, they forget that girls are the most delicate roses in the courtyard. Don't worry, I've seen it all these days, as long as you are enough Be pious, the Supreme God will eventually prove your innocence, and you must not forget to pray at all times."
When the girl heard this, she immediately smiled. Of course, she was not happy for the other person's trust, but simply because of the other person's words.
Chloe cursed at the old woman: [I will go to her room, get into her boots, there will be a bunch of bed bugs inside, and see how her supreme god will help her lick/heal her feet! ]
The heavy oak door opened with a dull sound, and Dill escaped. The two of them went in, but they didn't want to bump into the person coming out.
"Mrs. Leicester." The old nun was neither humble nor overbearing.
Mrs. Leicester and Dill looked at each other. To Dill's relief, the other person didn't look like someone who had stayed up all night. There was joy in her eyes that couldn't be hidden. She thought that after a night of cultivation, Rosalie was already A lot of recovery.
"I need to take the suspect out for cleaning. The church does not allow dirt." The old nun explained.
Mrs. Leicester's eyes lit up and she immediately agreed: "Miss Dill is the maid of the trade officer's wife in Telanjova City. I have always treated her with courtesy, but now there is no servant to boil water, only cold water..."
The old nun didn't take it seriously: "The harder you work, the more you can prove the suspect's steadfastness."
If Dill is still a little sorry for Chloe's little revenge, then now, she really hopes that Chloe can add a few more bees to her boots. The more painful it is, the more pious she will be, right?
Even Mrs. Leicester couldn't hold back her smile: "You want a young girl who has just received her menstruation to take a cold bath?"
The old nun didn't take it seriously: "If she is innocent, the cold water will naturally not hurt her."
Mrs. Leicester raised her eyebrows. Seeing that something was wrong, Dill immediately went up to interrupt: "I just want to prepare a clean appearance before praying in the morning."
She comforted Mrs. Leicester with her eyes. The other party was embarrassed for a moment, but finally nodded in understanding.
"Lord Leicester is preparing to go to Red Oak Island early this morning. The divine law says that when a husband needs service, his wife must be there immediately. It would be better for Mrs. Lester not to stay here for a long time,"
Mrs. Leicester said coldly: "I originally planned to stay and take care of Rosalie, and go there with the Clark children later, but their horses seem to be sick because of yesterday's incident. Don't worry. , I will act together with my husband."
Dill clenched her fists and listened to their conversation.
A horse with a bad stomach? Haha, the closer a human wolf is to a full moon night, the more like a werewolf it becomes. Wolfhounds can smell their scent, and most domestic animals dare not approach them, let alone allow them to ride on them.
These werewolves have not long since given up being human, and are completely unable to cope with such a small change. Dill breathed a sigh of relief. She had calculated this early and knew that she still had some time to arrange. Fortunately, Mrs. Leicester did not follow.
The old nun asked Dill to go upstairs alone while she waited downstairs. Dill suspected that she wanted to pray to the beautiful iron window at the top of the tower. The light of the morning sun made the gorgeous patterns come alive like the stained glass windows of the church. That was good, it meant she had plenty of time to herself.
As soon as the dill came on, I couldn't wait to find the turnips.
As Rosalie expected, the girl was still asleep, but her complexion had improved a lot. As soon as Dill opened the door, she hugged an arm full of goose feathers, and Turnip greeted her warmly.
"Shhh."
Dill returned to her temporary guest room, which was equipped with a large oak bathtub. Dill enlarged the cabinet that had been reduced into her pocket, then took out her small silver cup, boiled a small cup of water with beeswax, and then Pour into the bathtub.
The gurgling hot water soon filled the bottom, and Dill tilted the cup to ensure an endless supply of hot water.
I'm really a little genius. Dill listened to the hot water flowing like a natural hot spring, and felt so beautiful in her heart.
The silver cup of Luna gives the liquid the property of an endless supply, making it easy to enjoy a milk bath or a wine bath in the future.
But that's all for the future.
Dill took a wolf-proof sachet from the cupboard, opened the silk cloth, and took a bath mixed with hot water including rosemary, musk, moongrass and other herbs that werewolves hated.
Dill casually put the apple on the table. She didn't believe it. Then Mucha pointed his nose at her and praised her again for how charming and fragrant she was. Then, instead of being his favorite Sasha Cider, she would be every werewolf's nightmare.
While the hot water was filling up, Dill took a deep breath and finally had time to look at the harvest from last night's trip.
The silver robe on her body fell to the ground silently. The girl didn't fumble in her pocket for too long. She found something──
Is this the gift from Goddess Qing?