Chapter 94 Cat Rangers
◎Teacher Pados, please teach me again.◎
The sun shines warmly in the garden. The pure white pillars depict the joyful scene of the goddess and the boy meeting. They are covered with vines, waiting to bloom with pink and purple in spring.
"Mimi~" The hostess walked to the edge of the grass with a ceramic bowl in her hand, and the maids helped her lift her skirt.
After a few calls, a lazy "meow" sound was heard from the bushes.
"Mimi~ time to eat."
The hostess half-knelt, her slippers stained with mud. She eagerly waved her wrist, tapping the bottom of the bowl on the stone slab, letting the minced meat in the bowl spread its fragrance on the wind.
A snow-white she-cat, tail erect, came around from behind the bushes. She looked healthy and well-proportioned, but her gait was reserved, like a pregnant cat.
The white cat walked gracefully to the ceramic bowl, meowed in thanks, then lowered its head and began to eat.
She ate her meals in a steady and unhurried manner, without spilling any food, which made the hostess look at her with pity.
"Hello~" She stroked the furry cat and turned away contentedly.
Cats are nice, but humans have a lot of things to do.
She had to arrange the maids' work for the next few days, check the accounts of various stores, and finally...what else? Things that could be forgotten couldn't be very important, right?
Watching the hostess disappear behind the door, Melia licked her lips.
Thanks to this Athenian noblewoman, she has been living an unusually leisurely life these days. At first, she really wanted to work hard as a human being, but the merchants here were extremely unfriendly to strange foreigners.
No one respected her intellectual property rights. Her suggestions for small toy modifications and theater scripts were all rejected. She was even locked up in a small dark room and almost had to serve a money-hungry aristocrat for the rest of her life.
Luckily, she can transform into a cat! She quickly squeezed out from the crack of the door.
Alas, I can’t go back to my previous body, but the cat power is still there~ So the cat is my real body?
She stretched her body in the sun and stretched beautifully: Rich woman, food, delicious food~ Uh, the crisis in Athens has been resolved, maybe Elena will come to see me in a while.
There doesn't seem to be any royal weddings in Athens. Marriage is impossible. Yawn~
The cat looked down at the weeds and decided to find a better place to take a nap.
She hopped lightly onto the corridor and looked for the shade under the stone pillars. She looked at one after another and suddenly saw a gorgeous little carriage.
This kind of rocking stroller was "invented" by her. It should have been resold from Rome?
Hey, the cat suddenly jumped to the side of the stroller and came face to face with the baby inside.
"Meow?"
"Hey, hey!" The baby smiled happily and stretched out his little hands towards the cat.
"Oh, your mother left you here~" Melia stretched out her little paws to help him pull up the blanket.
"Hey~ Hey~" The baby wanted to grab the cat with his little hands, but the cat teased him with its tail and jumped down decisively: Are you kidding? I don't want my hair to be scratched off. Let's look for the maids nearby and call them over.
Whoosh, a black shadow climbed up the rocking car.
What is that?! The white cat bit it.
"Ah- little miss! Where are you?!"
The maid hurried over and clapped her hands in surprise when she saw what was in the white cat's mouth: "Great, good cat!"
Melia spat out, and looked closely...
Ugh! It’s a rat!!!
"Meow——" She screamed and flew out from the wall with her tail exploded.
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Sometimes, humans should just be humans.
Melia walked dejectedly down the road. Ugh, she still didn't dare to transform into a human. Black hair and brown eyes weren't uncommon, but Orientals looked so different from Athenians that they could easily be mistaken for a rare species and arrested.
What to do? Go to the palace?
Will Elena still stay in the conference room? If not, can she catch Antonio and ask him for help?
Hiss, it would be more reliable to find Taffy or Ronnie first. I don’t know where Teacher Pados’s house is. I should have asked earlier.
There seems to be a smell of vole in my mouth, ugh.
It’s not that it doesn’t stink, the earthy smell is quite strong these days, but it’s so disgusting – wash your mouth, you need to wash your mouth!
She quickened her pace and soon reached a clean water source.
The spring water flowing down from a high place is clean. You can see smooth pebbles and small red fish swimming around.
Smell, no peculiar smell.
Melia lowered her head and rinsed her mouth. The spring water had a clean sweetness, and the muddy feeling in her mouth finally disappeared.
She finally had the mood to look around:
This place looks more like the original palace than the conference hall because it has tall towers on both sides, which is more in line with the impression of a castle in fairy tales.
Was there such a building in Athens? She had no recollection of it.
Something must be wrong when things are out of the ordinary. The white cat jumped onto the pillar and prepared to go inside to investigate as usual, but...
“Ouch!”
She licked her paws quickly. How come the windows in this castle have electricity?!
If you try to go in through the window or vent, you'll get a shock coming back. It's not too painful, but if you insist on going in, you'll probably be electrocuted to death.
She wondered if the people inside had noticed the intrusion. She scrambled down into the bushes, pretending to be an ordinary, straying kitten.
Huh, court mage?
No, such a heavily guarded place is usually the key to keeping secrets... Her mind flashed back to the strange Athens before: the crisis hadn't been resolved, but had taken a different form. If she didn't work hard, she would be a cat for the rest of her life.
Cat's life is not only about rich women and barbecue, but also dead mice!
After waiting for a few minutes, the cat tentatively stretched its paw out of the bushes and staggered out.
Step, step, step.
The sound of footsteps not far away frightened her so much that she rolled and crawled to the water's edge, and her tail fell into the spring with a splash.
"Haha, Alexandra~ Look at that cat, she looks like a dog~" The girl's clear voice rang out.
Dog? You are the dog, I am the cat!
Melia gritted her teeth and crawled down to the water's edge, pretending to be fishing with her tail.
There were two footsteps, one was the girl just now, and the other should be the Alexandra she mentioned.
The girl stopped first, and the person in front took two steps and then stopped.
"Meow~"
The white cat meowed weakly, its tail splashing across the water perfunctorily.
In the blink of an eye, a small fish bit the tip of the tail.
"Meow?!"
She was startled by the fish's mouth and pulled back with a swish of her tail. Snap, snap, snap, the little fish was thrown onto the dry shore and jumped into the grass.
"Oh~ You can really catch fish with your tail."
The footsteps were approaching quickly, and Melia immediately rushed to the bushes, bit the fish and ran out: Get out of here, I can't let you catch me!
"Alexandra~ Help me~" The girl made a sticky sound and kicked her feet.
"Stop bossing me around."
The cold voice cut off the ambiguity, and the white cat shuddered and stopped in disbelief.
Elena?!
She couldn't help but look back. Sure enough, the tall girl had a blank expression on her face, her ocean-blue eyes frost-filled. A golden laurel wreath encircled her gorgeous long hair, streaked with rubies.
Elena was wearing a gilded robe and a scarlet sword at her waist. Beside her stood a beautiful girl with white hair and red eyes. The girl's eyes flickered, and from time to time she wanted to hold Elena's hand, but she always couldn't find the opportunity, so she stamped her foot coquettishly.
Melia blinked her eyes suddenly. Yes, it was Elena Benna, what Alexandra!
Why are you wearing the Alexander Crown, and who is the beauty next to you?!
“Ouch—”
The white cat meowed in anger and grief!
"Uh." Her cold eyes finally showed some movement, and Elena frowned slightly: "It really does look like a dog."
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"Hey, are you okay?" The businessman's wife was startled. How could the person next to her just tilt his head and fall down? She, she just talked a little too much, so she couldn't have fainted, right?
"Miss? Miss, are you asleep?"
Taffy stood up, took Melia's shoulder and shook her.
The young lady often fell asleep suddenly in the past year, but she was not very worried.
"Well……"
The girl frowned, her eyebrows twisted hard.
Taffy paused, this expression of almost anger... she was very familiar with it.
It used to be very familiar.
"Is your lady okay? Do you want to call a witch doctor?" The businessman walked around his wife and wiped his sweat nervously.
Taffy pondered for a moment, put his arm around Melia's waist and gently picked her up: "I'll take you to see a witch doctor." Then he walked out quickly.
A year has passed. She has grown a lot taller. She is still thin, but has a strong and tenacious feeling.
Taffy walked out of the theater steadily. Occasionally, someone looked at the girl in her arms, but then quickly looked away.
She walked all the way under the torch and suddenly found that her arms were somewhat translucent.
Looking around, it seemed that many people had a similar feeling of light becoming hazy. Perhaps it was the night, or perhaps some strange change had occurred in Athens.
This change was terrifying, yet she was only concerned about the girl in her arms: How is she? Is she... still her?
Taffy learned a lot in school, much of it crammed in, like Latin writing and math. But a certain common sense, a certain way of thinking, was ingrained in her, allowing her to gradually understand certain principles.
For example, it's not time to reunite with the Huns now. It would be best to find Mr. Pados and ask for his guidance. Or find Ronnie.
Why Ronnie?
“Ugh…!”
Before she could figure it out, the girl in her arms opened her eyes first.
It's the same face, but the temperament is completely different.
The dye had faded, and the emerald eyes were filled with anger and dissatisfaction: "Huh?! I'm not dead yet? Taffy, you're not dead either."
Melia twisted Taffy's shoulder hard and jumped to the ground angrily: "Wait! Are you dead? You won't let me down!"
"Yes, miss."
Taffi silently endured the familiar pain. In the past, she knew what the lady needed just by seeing her frown, squint, or slap her.
This instinct...is really degenerate.
Melia didn't pay attention to the slave's reaction. She stood on tiptoe, looking around and letting out a long sigh: "Where is this? The bastard Elena had me hung from a tree. Did you use a fake death drug?"
"To answer the young lady," Taffy lowered his eyes. "Her Highness Elena could see us at any time. Should we go hide in the residential area first?"
Residential area? Oh, no wonder it's so poor, it's where ordinary people live.
Melia subconsciously assumed this was Rome, or a city near Rome. Elena, that piece of shit, was so full of hatred and resentment that she kept chasing after him.
Thinking of that pair of cold sea-blue eyes, she shuddered all over: "Okay, you lead the way." She never remembered the way, and she didn't care about money or anything like that.
Anyway, she has Taffy, so she can steal, rob, or do whatever she wants, she will never starve.
"Don't forget, I want the best roast rabbit with cinnamon!" Melia took two steps and looked at her clothes with disgust. "Damn, where did you find these shabby clothes? There aren't even a few gems on them! Whip, bring me the whip!"
"It's okay. Throw away the whip."
The girl in my memory had a faint smile, as gentle as... a mother who never existed.
Taffy stopped and half-knelt down: "Miss, please let me carry you, be careful not to sprain your ankle."
"Hmph, where's the whip! You dare to play tricks on me?" Melia jumped onto her back and pushed hard.
Taffy gently carried the girl on his back and protected her legs with his hands: "Miss, I lost the whip. I'm glad you can come back. It would be great if you could beat me to death."
"You're smart."
The moon was high in the sky, and a small shadow was moving towards the residential area.
Since knowledge can guide the way forward, Mr. Pados, please teach me again.
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Thank you for the irrigation from the wind, islands, and flying clouds~
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