Witch, Fireball and Steam Evil God

Chapter 194 Alone in a Foreign Land
After hearing her aunt's comments about the "gangster team", the golden hair on Ivy's head bravely poked its head out.

She felt that her aunt's words were biased.

First of all, my aunt has lived in the imperial capital since she was a child, and has always been in contact with upper-class aristocrats. Later, she became the queen, and she has never really seen a gangster in her life.

And Ivy has seen it, and a lot of it.

In a border town like Ximu Town, there is no shortage of hooligans. She has dealt with many of them, from drunken brawlers to real gang members. She can assure her aunt that the hooligans are definitely not like them.

"Aunt, I don't think you are right."

The golden retriever's peeking out gave Ivy courage. She felt that after spending so much time with Ethan and the others, she had become more and more brave, and now she even dared to talk back to her aunt.

She was actually more afraid of her aunt than her father.

It was her aunt who taught her aristocratic etiquette, and her aunt also attended most of the parent-teacher meetings at the Qidi Academy. As she grew up, her aunt took care of her in every possible way, forming a cycle of both affection and fear.

Ivy corrected, "To be precise, we should be called a criminal gang."

!! ?
She could hear the rapid breathing on the other end of the line. It was obvious that her aunt was so shocked by her words that she couldn't speak. This momentary silence gave Ivy more courage. She thought of their experience in Ophira and added, "And it's a transnational criminal gang."

If we follow what Ethan said and look at the problem from a different perspective...

Miss Winter and Miss Rowena were once the empire's most wanted criminals, Sister Bi'an was an oathbreaker of the Temple of Netheril, and Ethan murdered the branch president of the Imperial Reserve when he was in Riverwood.

And what about Ophira?
Manipulating votes, brainwashing local officials, and using minority status to gain an advantage in diplomatic negotiations are all new techniques Ivy has learned.

If Pope Julius were still alive, he would have to judge them as evil forces. Even the old-school evil organization Dream Eclipse would pale in comparison to them.

"Okay, you are a transnational criminal gang."

The tone of her aunt's voice made Ivy easily imagine her face turning pale with anger, and she could even guess what was going on in her aunt's mind.

——If you don’t take care of the child these few days, he will start to tear down the roof!

"Ivy-Margaret!"

"To!"

"You will report to the palace the same night you return!"

It seems this naughty kid needs some lessons in aristocratic etiquette.

The phone was hung up, and Ivy's heart was beating wildly. She could foresee the scene of cramming aristocratic etiquette, but she was not afraid at all. Instead, she was inexplicably excited. Her face was still expressionless, but the corners of her mouth were slightly raised uncontrollably.

For a young lady of a noble family, the feeling of having a prank succeeded is always strange and exciting.

Ivy suspected that these subtle emotions came from the golden retriever above her head. The golden retriever had already started celebrating and was shaking so much that afterimages appeared.

Ivy-Margaret, you should reflect on your behavior.

An old-fashioned voice emerged in her mind, reminding her like a puppet, regulating her thoughts and actions. Ever since she could remember, the invisible "puppet" had been with her. Whenever it appeared, it would be followed by a severe headache and a feeling of trance.

The mind was blank and the body was controlled by invisible threads.

However, this time, she didn't feel any pain at all. The silk thread hanging on her body seemed to have broken long ago without her noticing. The cold reminder didn't have any effect. Ivy didn't want to reflect on her words at all. Instead, she grinned, forming a rather weird smile.

It was so weird that even the little octopus silently observing on the bedside table was startled by her and covered its eyes with its tentacles.

What's wrong with this girl?
Why is only the mouth smiling?
It looks just like the iron man made by the craftsmen of Ophira!
Ivy refused to reflect on her mistakes. Rebellious emotions emerged from deep in her heart, and she had a different opinion on the behavior of climbing up the roof and tearing down the tiles.

It’s revealed once it’s revealed!

At the instigation of the golden retriever, she picked up the pillow and rolled around on the bed.

The little octopus was so frightened by Ivy that he dared not move. He hesitated in his heart whether to inform Lao Sen - this girl has gone crazy. He admitted that Ivy's current behavior was very similar to those humans whose minds had been bewitched by it, but this matter had nothing to do with it, and he could guarantee it with his tentacles!
"Ouch!"

Ivy's actions ended with an exclamation.

It was obvious that she was a complete novice when it came to having fun in bed, so she misjudged the distance of her roll and accidentally fell off the bed. After getting up from the ground, the smile on her face disappeared, and she returned to her usual stern and expressionless look.

Then, she covered her waist with one hand, slapped the golden retriever with the other hand, frowned, and went to bed tremblingly. She wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, buried her head, and left only her back to Eliom.

The little octopus stared at Ivy for a moment and couldn't help but wonder if the girl was in so much pain that she was dropping pearls.

……

Ivy is a girl who appears to be serious on the surface but likes to go crazy behind the scenes.

The little octopus has a deeper understanding of Ivy.

It is also a member of the team. According to its mother's advice, it should get along well with its partners, which is the first step to integrate into the team.

Eliom felt that Lao Sen was a great and highly infectious person. Even the Lord of Tides could not catch up with him in this respect. Ever since having a long talk with Lao Sen, he felt that his mother's temper had improved a lot, she was very patient, and she almost never nagged in his ear anymore.

And Lao Sen is different, he really brought himself on board.

On the other hand, the Lord of Tides had helped humans so much and even rebelled against his mother, but the man never came to see him again before he died. Recently, Eliom heard a word from Ethan, and he felt that it was very suitable to describe the relationship between him and the Lord of Tides in the past.

——Surface friends.

After the sharp contrast, Eliom felt that superficial friends were no longer necessary.

It doesn't lack any care from others now.

Sailing is an excellent opportunity to enhance relationships. Everyone has to stay in a small space and see each other everywhere. This kind of life will last for a week. Early the next morning, Eliom launched a new round of actions. Today's target of friendship is Miss Winter.

A beautiful white ragdoll cat, but it has a bad temper and always likes to breathe at it.

Recently, Miss Cat has been lying on Ethan's head like a hat. Today, it was lucky and met Miss Cat who did not stick to Ethan and did not breathe out. At this moment, she was sitting elegantly on the table, with the warm sunshine shining on her body, and in front of her were crystal clear fruits produced by magic.

Miss Cat swallowed a fruit and stretched out her body comfortably.

Eliom thought she was still very cute when she wasn't breathing.

"Can I eat it too?"

It cautiously extended a tentacle and took the initiative to talk to Miss Cat when it was alone for the first time.

The cat opened its eyes, glanced at it, nodded coldly, and stretched out its claws to push the plate towards it. The little octopus was flattered and politely rolled up a fruit with its tentacles and put it into its mouth.

So sweet!

This is the sweetest thing it has ever tasted, making it feel euphoric, and all the wonderful emotions surround it.

The little octopus' tentacles also stretched out and lay flat on the table.

Miss Cat told it, "This is a cherry, a fruit formed by magic. Because of this, its taste is determined by the mood of the caster at the time."

Sweetness corresponds to joy. After the incident with Ophira came to an end, she has been in a good mood.

For the first time, Winter felt that the world was moving in a good direction, and the shadows that had once troubled her heart were quickly dissipating.

So even Eliom became a lot more pleasing to the eye. After all, this little octopus is also a member of the team. As the "deputy captain" and "fighter", she has to set an example and take the initiative to unite the relationship between the "crew". Bullying or cold violence should not appear on their ship.

"Well, can I do it too?" There was some light in the little octopus' eyes. The theory of bearing fruit sounded very novel, and the mother seemed to be very interested in this topic as well.

Of course, if we follow the theory proposed by Miss Cat, the fruits of the past would probably drive people crazy if they tasted them.

And now...

Eliom weighed it and felt that his heart was filled with positive emotions.

Winter was noncommittal, "I can teach you, but not everyone can learn it."

Ethan had also asked her for advice, but the talented old Ethan failed only in the humble magic of fruit-bearing. He could not produce any fruit, but made a strange thing called "magic bread". However... the "magic bread" was not delicious at all. It was as hard as a stick and could be used to hit people.

Winter suspected that the "magic bread" made by Ethan was actually inedible.

She saw with her own eyes that Miss Chloe looked embarrassed after taking two bites, but in order to save Ethan's face, the kind little hen dragged the "magic bread" back to her own food storage room, saying that she would store it for later.

From now on...

At least until they left Creekwood, Miss Chloe never took another bite of the "magic bread".

Winter suspects that Miss Chloe intends to hoard the "magic bread" until a natural disaster strikes Creekwood and food becomes so scarce that not even tree bark can be found.

You know, Miss Chloe is a glutton who can eat the Giant God Soldier raw!
To use the words of the other side of the Creekwood Game Association, you may not like what Miss Chloe thinks is delicious, but you must be careful about what Miss Chloe doesn't eat.

The other side has learned a painful lesson for this.

During one of her outings she had eaten some of the beautiful mushrooms that Miss Chloe wouldn't eat, and when she got home she lay weak for two days.

With Ethan's previous experience as a lesson, Winter was fully prepared mentally.

Eliom is a deep-sea monster with an old god attached to it, so it is reasonable that it would produce something more terrifying than "magic bread".

She patiently left the fruit-bearing process to Eliom. Unexpectedly, the little octopus actually produced dark green fruits that looked about the same size as cherries. At least, it didn't produce anything completely unrelated to magic like Ethan's.

The remaining question is whether this dark green fruit can be eaten.

Winter picked up a translucent dark green fruit with her claws and studied it carefully, while the little octopus looked at her with expectant and nervous eyes.

The taste of cherries is closely related to the mood of the magic supplier at the time. If Eliom reveals his inner madness, the taste of these fruits will probably be hard to describe.

"Eh? Teacher, is this the new flavor you researched?"

Ethan's voice suddenly came.

He walked with ghostly steps, as fast as a gust of wind.

When Lin Dong came to his senses, he had already picked up a dark green fruit and threw it into his mouth.

Wait!
The cat on the table widened her eyes and stretched out her paws, but she didn't have time to say anything.

Ethan has been acting very abnormal since yesterday.

He said that his research on wind magic has been stagnant. In order to better reach an emotional agreement with the wind element, he will try to interpret different emotions.

Lin Dong always felt that Ethan was becoming obsessed. His changes were not limited to his emotions, but even his gait was like the wind.

Just like now, she felt a gust of wind blowing, and the fruit produced by Eliom was swallowed into his stomach.

"this--!"

Ethan's eyes widened. "Did you make these caviar?"

The crew members were attracted by his voice.

I heard that there is caviar here, which is a delicacy that only the imperial court nobles can taste!

“I heard there’s a caviar tasting here.”

The captain came uninvited with a bucket full of bread. He told of his glorious experience as a caviar taster. "Thirty years ago, when I was a child, I tasted caviar once. At that time, my father was the royal helmsman of the court."

His face was filled with pride.

He was undoubtedly the professional on this ship, and no one on this ship could distinguish the taste of caviar better than him.

The captain demonstrated the court-style eating method to the onlookers. He placed the plates and knives and forks neatly, sat upright as if he was performing a magic ritual, and placed the steaming toast flat on the plate. His eyes were full of holiness, as if he was treating it as a gift bestowed upon them by the gods.

The sailors all looked at him with admiration.

Until a confused figure walked into everyone's sight.

"Good morning."

Ivy's eyes narrowed into slits, and the golden hair on her head drooped listlessly. She pulled out a chair and sat opposite the captain, letting her instincts take over her body. She picked up the bread and began to chew it with the dark green fruit.

"What are you all looking at me for?"

The silence around her made Ivy open one eye.

All the captain's prepared words of praise fell flat on their face in front of Ivy.

At this moment, he saw an insurmountable gap.

He still remembers the taste from thirty years ago to this day, when he was still a young boy with little experience in the world.

He has decided to talk to everyone about the preciousness and deliciousness of caviar like a gourmet.

However, Ivy only said one sentence, "It's a bit salty. Is there any milk on the boat?"

This is a true gourmet!
The captain felt that he had been struck by a severe blow.

While the captain and the sailors were in a trance, Eliom jumped onto the head of one of the sailors, used their head as a stepping stone, ran all the way to the cabin, rolled up the bucket full of milk with his tentacles, and hopped back to the dining table.

It poured milk into several cups.

Hearing the sound of Ivy gulping down the milk, it followed suit, rolling up the bread with its tentacles and biting into its mouth along with the dark green fruit.

It loves the atmosphere on the boat.

“It is what bears the fruit.”

As Winter spoke, the light in the sailors' eyes instantly overwhelmed Eliom.

It has a natural sensitivity to changes in human emotions and can observe their moods and inner thoughts without words.

Humans love it.

Eliom narrowed his eyes.

It turned out that the mother's worries were unnecessary. He left home and lived alone in a foreign country, but fortunately he met a group of very nice people.

(End of this chapter)