Chapter 67 Promise

A gust of wind blew by, and Elena smiled softly at the bushes not far away: "Good night, Meimei."

"Meowhahahaha."

Swish—the parchment scroll flew all over the air, landing in every corner of the tent. Melia felt the thick cover, touched the metal pieces, and then slowly rolled it up by the corner.

The maids who usually worked conscientiously stayed very far away this time. No one dared to touch the contract on the bed. After all, it was equivalent to half of Muala's wealth.

"Master, congratulations." Ani came over with the box, opened it and placed it beside the bed. "Are you going out to receive the guests? Or are you going to wash up and go to bed directly?"

"Hmm... yawn, I'll get some sleep first, then go out to see you off around midnight. If you oversleep, forget it~"

Melia put the things into the box one by one.

These are all brand new contracts signed by Caesar, and the losing party will pay the full amount. Just think of Sulla's gloomy expression, so funny!

"Hehehe." She chuckled twice and pulled the quilt over her head. "Good night. Tomorrow I'll call a few people to deal with Scarface and the others who were tied up and brought down from the mountain. Humph, they actually dared to attack Miranda..."

"yes."

Huh~ Annie blew out the candle, and the room was shrouded in darkness.

…

Pusa, the little white cat poked its head out from the bushes: Whose garden is it today? If it's Sura's, she'll definitely dip her feet in the soup bowl and dance on his pillow.

Although she was a little excited, she had a hunch that this was not Sura's garden.

Sure enough, just after taking a few steps, a pair of slightly cold hands picked up my waist and dragged me softly into a noodle shape.

"Holding a cat is so different from holding a dog, isn't it?"

Elena weighed the noodles in her hand and laughed out loud: "Good evening, come over for a midnight snack?"

"I've eaten enough today~ By the way, what are you doing by the pool? Your hands are all wet." Melia raised her paw to push away someone's fingers.

Oh my god, all the water was wiped onto her body, and she turned into a kitten towel again!

"I'm preparing a gift." Elena exclaimed, weighing the cat towel in her hand again: "You've gained a lot of weight."

Boom! The invisible hammer almost sent the little white cat flying.

You seem to have gained a lot of weight... a lot... a lot.

"Meow, meow, it's like this... because meow is not a human being, and a thin person will not live long." She shed tears of pain: There is no way, I have recently tried steak rolls, pork belly rolls, imitation bean paste, imitation custard, what looks like banana jam, fruit-flavored malt sugar cubes... whoever eats them will get fat!

Woohoo, damn it, this is the price of pursuing delicious food——

Rubbing the cat's head with her palms, Elena put the little white cat next to the spring and let her see what she was tinkering with.

A pile of shiny shells were soaked in the spring water, reflecting the silvery moonlight.

The cat carefully scooped it up and pressed its paw on one of the pink shells. "It's a shell~ No, that's not right. It feels like stone."

She pressed down, and the shell flipped over with a snap. It was indeed stone, with the shell pattern so lifelike, she wondered how it had been carved.

"Yes, it is stone."

Elena picked up the pink shell and placed it in her palm, scratching the smooth surface with her fingernails. "Shells break so easily. I hope this gift will last as long as our friendship."

The word "friendship" is so hot that it almost rolls over the tip of the tongue.

The little white cat didn't pay attention to her speaking speed, but just shook his ears proudly: "I guess~the she you are talking about is Melia~the beautiful, gentle and smart Melia~"

"Well, it was Melia, but she—"

"Okay, okay, I understand~" The kitten twisted its tail into two donuts. "It's really hard for you to think of such a thoughtful gift~ and squat by the pool in the middle of the night to wash stones."

Elena fished the shellstone out of the water and waved it before her eyes. "We're not washing the stone, we're polishing it. Watch carefully, and don't blink."

After saying that, Elena spread the stones on the ground and took out the one with the lightest shell marks.

The texture of the small silver-white stone was very similar to jade. She held the stone in the palm of her hand and slowly immersed it back into the pool water.

Why can't I blink? Melia leaned over the edge of the pool, staring at Elena's hand without blinking.

After about two or three seconds, ripples appeared on the water's surface, and the stone in his palm sizzled. Streams of water flowed out from his palm, and occasionally there were flashes of suspicious light.

Brush ~

Elena pulled her arm free and opened her palm towards the kitten. "Look, the lines are created little by little. Looks natural, right?"

Hiss—Meliya's fur stood on end. She stared at the sharp-edged stone in her palm in a daze: "So you have this ability! This is too magical!"

In "The Rose Queen", the villains once discussed: The Roman Emperor Elena is too strong, it is basically the return of dragon blood, she can fight, resist and even fly.

Otherwise, we can sink her warship while she's driving it. She won't be able to hold on for long and will fall into the water. Then we can rush in and kill Elena.

Hehe, it's a good thing they were caught and hanged before this plan could be implemented. Otherwise, if Elena were given a piece of wood, she would use her ultrasonic knife-like ability to shock the villain into fish soup.

"Elena, how can your palms..." The kitten's face twisted, and finally stretched out two paws to gesture: "Swish, swish, swish, grind stones into shells?"

If I have to explain it using scientific principles, I think it's called an electric grinder.

If everyone had similar superpowers, she would lead a group of employees to hand-trim precision parts tomorrow, and everyone would be well-off once the machines were turned on.

"It's the power of dragon blood. I'm experiencing atavism." Elena rubbed the cat's head with a smile. "I think only you, Melia, and Antonio have seen it."

If other people discovered this ability, there would be more trouble than benefits. At least Marcus would not be able to sleep.

"Hmph~ And Antonio." Melia turned her head away sourly. There was no other way. The fairy garden was indeed dangerous. She climbed down along Elena's knees, stretching her body to reach the small stones.

One, two, three, there were almost a dozen beautiful shell-shaped stones. I don’t know how long Elena sat in front of the pool and rubbed them.

She retracted her claws and nodded sincerely: "This is a really nice gift. Melia will definitely like it."

"I hope so. It takes a lot of effort just to carry the stones."

Elena breathed a sigh of relief. She was glad she didn't have to pick out gifts for other people. She didn't want to have to do that again. Wouldn't it be nice to spend this time practicing swordplay and exchanging knowledge?

She took out a thin metal stick and punched holes in each shell under the horrified eyes of the little white cat, and then strung them together with gold and silver threads to form a complete bracelet.

The shells on the bracelet are round and cute. From a distance, they look like natural shells, but up close, they look more like fine-textured jade.

Elena stroked the bracelet, imagining how Melia would look wearing it. She'd probably smile and say, "It's so cute, but a little heavy~"

"Huh~" She raised her lips slightly, put the bracelet around the cat's neck, and nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, the size is right."

The pure white cat fur is like the finest fur, which perfectly complements the bracelet's crystal-clear and elegant beauty. It seems I could buy a piece of rabbit fur to pad underneath.

So my neck is as thick as my hand? Melia bit her with a grin. "It's quite good. By the way, is her birthday one of these days? Should I give her a gift now?"

"No, it's a gift for the Moon Goddess Festival."

After Elena answered, she realized she didn't know Melia's birthday. After all, six months ago, they were half-enemies, the kind that disdained each other.

"Moon Goddess Festival? Hehehe, is it Valentine's Day?"

"The Moon Festival is the Moon Festival, which celebrates the good harvest of livestock and the success of war." Thinking of the legend of the Moon Goddess Diana, Elena couldn't help laughing.

The Moon Goddess dislikes the union of men and women. He despises marriage and prefers women who remain single. If you call Moon Goddess Day Valentine's Day, beware that he might be so angry that he'll curse you.

[However, if Melia and I are together, does that mean I am pleasing the Moon Goddess in some sense?]

Strange thoughts flashed through her head, making her feel dizzy.

"So, giving her gifts on the Moon Goddess Festival... is to thank her for rescuing so many slaves before?" The little white cat jumped onto her shoulder and curled up comfortably around her neck.

Elena rubbed her fluffy tail and looked at the night sky: the huge moon hung in the night sky, and the stars disappeared.

"I guess so... I want to have a good chat with her about the future."

Kitty bumped heads with her and looked up at the sky warmly: "Really... have you figured out how to propose?"

"No, why would you think that? Humans are complicated and would not allow two women or two men to enter into marriage, even if they are in fact together and in love."

Marrying Melia... sounds good, but unfortunately they are both human and subject to social constraints.

Sometimes society is very tolerant and allows them to love each other, but such tolerance has an invisible line that blocks some paths that others can take.

For example, marriage.

Only men and women can enter into a marriage contract, forming a special alliance recognized by law. The naive fairy didn't know that she and Melia could never enter the palace of marriage.

Elena thought rationally about the future. She patted the kitten's head gently and said, "I will ask Melia if she is willing to be my lover."

"Wait a minute, haven't you ever considered getting married?"

"Yes, I mean [lover]." The sea-blue eyes were clear and rational: "This is the best future for her and me - hiss."

The little tail slapped my face, it was itchy and a little painful.

"Hmph!" The little white cat meowed and flew out, disappearing into the bushes.

"Oh my god, it disappeared again." Elena picked up the bracelet from the ground and gently put it into her sleeve. "Let's go invite Melia the day after tomorrow. The Moon Festival is so lively, she's sure to enjoy it."

Swish—a gust of wind blew by, and Elena smiled softly at the bushes not far away: "Good night, Meimei."