Dressed As a Magic Jellyfish [Western Fantasy]

In the next few days, Mo Ye maintained the original routine of opening a shop during the day and going back to Deep Blue Island at night.

After all, as an ordinary person, it is impossible for Leah to be ill and close the shop for a long time. If she leaves for too long, it is impossible to guarantee that someone will sneak into the shop and detect her who is pretending to be seriously ill, and finally find that Leah has left Fran. fact.

So today, when she returned from the neighboring city of Sisi in her carriage, she continued to hang up the bright smile belonging to Leah to greet the residents of Fran who passed by this street. In the past few days, she had already figured out the group. Who is the person, and which ones are the people who are in charge of monitoring her.

The answer is that all the residents of the whole street where Leah lives...

All!

This is an extremely shocking discovery.

"Good noon, Leah!"

A François resident who was shoveling away snow on the roadside in the rare sunny weather of Bailey in winter under the warm sun put down the wooden shovel in his hand, waved to Mo Ye on the carriage, smiled heartily, "Today's weather is really good. It seems that your illness is completely healed. It is really good! But in order not to continue to get sick, it is better for you to go out and bask in the sun often. Don't be bored at home all day!"

"Uncle Achman, I have fully recovered, you can see that I can go to Sisi to buy food now, and I am going to continue to open a shop too. Excuse me, you are worried about me these few days!" Mo Ye stretched his head out of the carriage. The narrow window showed Achman a bright smile like the sun, and she immediately returned with some distress:

"But Fran's winter is so cold, I don't want to go out even if it's out in the sun... Ah, I'll go out often in the spring!"

"You girl, don't be too lazy during this time!"

"Yeah, I'll be fine as long as spring comes!"

After Mo Ye responded perfunctorily to this seemingly simple neighborhood conversation, she retracted herself into the well-shielded carriage, sitting on the long collapsed carriage in the carriage, carelessly pinching the end of her hair that turned into a gray-gold braid. The bright smile disguised on her face gradually sank.

If it was Leah here, she might have felt that something was wrong because of her too keen intuition, but she would never think of what was wrong with the other party.

So Leah blamed Fran's everything on the surveillance placed here by her father.

But this idea is obviously wrong.

Achman's inadvertent gesture of belonging to the warrior, and his and other Fran residents living in this street dangled in the same way, revealing that although they did not carry maliciousness, they never held her against her. Goodwill.

This vacillating posture also shows that they are definitely not just to monitor Leah. They may also have the task of preventing Leah from leaving Fran. If they insist on leaving, they might turn into hostility in an instant. On the other side, killed Leah who had already sensed it!

Mo Ye didn’t know if her luck was bad or good. She had just chosen Leah as an encounter girl in order to escape the chase of Wilton, the master of the tower. Leah also did it for Wanting to leave Fran and go to the royal capital, she chose to hand over this identity to her, in exchange for strength.

But no one thought that Leah herself and her identity seemed to be less ordinary than she herself said?

Is her father really the father she recognizes?

Is she really Fran's [Lea]?

Mo Ye relocated the carriage to Fran’s stable, and she carried the heavy rattan basket and goods back to her shop and opened the door, starting today's shop opening work.

Everything depends on whether Leah can find some clues in Bailey’s king. After all, the center of all this is around Leah, a seemingly ordinary girl, who has been deeply involved without knowing it. Stuck in the vortex.

Mo Ye scooped out a bowl of bone soup that had been boiled for the whole morning in a special iron pot in the kitchen. She blew the white gas from the edge of the bowl and took a sip. The bone marrow of animal bones is thick and mellow and mixed with radish. The scent exploded between her lips and teeth, and the mellow scent lingered in the kitchen, and the scent wafted out from the open windows.

It's time for lunch.

If nothing else, the Mitta apprentice Partridge, who always came here to buy some food in the past, will soon come here again and will bring her some intelligence about the changes in the Mitta.

"Miss Leah, good noon!"

Sure enough, the apprentice magician of Mitta sniffed the mellow scent of the bone soup and came to the shop belonging to Mo Ye again. He greeted Mo Ye who was busy in the kitchen and looked for it by himself. Sit down at a wooden table.

He didn't need to say anything. After all, Mo Ye would usually only prepare one or two kinds of food every time he opened a store, and there was no room for people to choose.

And Mo Ye also quickly passed a bowl of hot bone soup and placed it gently on the table in front of Partridge for him to enjoy.

After she left the kitchen, her face was already as bright as Leah’s smile like the sun. After putting down the soup bowl and wooden spoon, she stayed beside the apprentice magician of Mitta, waiting for him inadvertently. Information leaked.

"Hello, too, Lord Partridge!"

"Actually, I shouldn't have said that noon is good, I should have said that it has been a long time, Miss Leah..." After taking a sip of the slightly peculiar but still delicious hot soup, Partridge breathed a sigh of relief. He warmed up all over himself, and he turned his head to Mo Ye with a slight complaint:

"Don’t you know, Miss Leah... Didn’t your shop not open the door a few days ago? I have no choice but to go to other shops to eat, but the food in those shops is really terrible, I I don’t know how I could swallow that unpalatable food before!"

Isn't it just being raised up by her to make a fool of...

"Ugh?"

Mo Ye slandered secretly, but on the surface, she tilted her head slightly and widened her eyes to reveal a simple appearance. She was a little surprised to express her apologies to the apprentice magician of Mitta.

"I'm really sorry, Lord Partridge! I was seriously ill a few days ago, so I didn't open a shop. Didn't you expect you to come to Fran in the past few days when I was sick? Ready to continue opening the shop..."

Partridge’s time to come to Fran is regular. He will come to Fran for routine inspections of the tower every three days, and at this time he will go to Mo Ye’s shop. Buy fresh delicacies in China.

So Mo Ye did not think that Partridge would come to Fran when he had no mission.

"It doesn't matter. Since you were ill a few days ago, there is indeed no way to open a store." Partridge said that he understood the reason why Moye could not continue to open a store when he was seriously ill. He continued, "I am actually here. I came to Fran for a few days to see you specifically, and I want to say goodbye to you personally."

"But my luck is not so good. I only met you during the last day of today, and I almost missed it!"

"Are you leaving?"

Mo Ye knew that he probably received a certain order from Mitta, and perhaps this was one of Wilton's responses to the great threat posed by her and Sueri.

Presumably, it was to prevent her from retaliating against the sub-powers scattered to all the plates of the mainland?

"Where are you going?" Mo Ye continued to ask.

"To be honest, I don't know..."

Partridge rubbed his hair with his hands in a little distress. He also felt puzzled and said, "I received Mita's instructions a few days ago. All Mita forces outside of Christon are I need to evacuate and go back to Crest’s headquarters. There will probably be more detailed instructions there, so I’m leaving Bailey to go to Crest.”

"That's right, Christon is really too far away, and I can only wish you a smooth journey..." Mo Ye thought to herself about Wilton's intentions, but her surface did not show the slightest hesitation in her heart. The smile on her face that was as bright as the warm sun was slightly reduced, and said to Partridge, "Let's do it for you..."

"Your Excellency Partridge, I will give you this last lunch for free!"

"Ah...Thank you very much, Miss Leah!"

Partridge drank his bowl of bone soup very quickly, and he probably couldn't eat such delicious food when he went to Christon! With a little regret in his heart, he got up and left, and Mo Ye also yelled at the back of his departure:

"Good voyage, Lord Partridge!"

She withdrew her flicked hand, and returned to her shop. There is no other person who will buy food except for the rich apprentice sorcerer Partridge. Now the only one will leave Beibei. Lee, she is completely cleaned up here.

"What the **** does Wilton of Mita want to do?"

Mo Ye was sitting on the chair behind the counter, tilting her head and thinking quietly, watching the noon sun outside the window gradually sinking into the mountains, and then in the dim evening, the dark color and the dark shadow of the night gradually covered Fran. The faint human voice outside the window also stopped, silent.

After thinking about it, she only thought that Wilton wanted to reduce the loss of the Mitta forces in her place...

But she hasn't started working on Mitta yet.

What exactly Wilton, Lord of the Tower of Mind, wanted to do. Anyway, Mo Ye couldn’t figure out what his trick was. Seeing the nightfall, she had to temporarily put all the thoughts in her mind and pass through the spirit sea again. Transferred back to Deep Blue Island.

At this time, the deep blue island, except for the deep blue island port that goes out to the sea, the edge of the island has surrounded a full circle of towering city walls. This city wall from the hand of the beast **** guards everything on the deep blue island in the dark environment. The existence of the sea isolates the dangerous waves that sometimes occur in the ocean.

When Mo Ye reached the port of Deep Blue Island through the only log-in point, she saw Sueri who seemed to have been waiting there on the wall on the side.

Sueri clearly looks like a petite and seemingly harmless child, but his eyes emit a strong golden light in the dark, among which the beastly black vertical pupils are closely watching Mo Ye under the city wall. Look in the direction of the ocean from time to time.

"Nightingale, I perceive the border..."

He spoke in the silent night.