Violet Eternal Garden Angel and Auto Memo Doll

"Your Excellency Etil, I'm still surprised what made you become like this."

Hearing the old blacksmith's question, Adele sat on the briquettes and tried her best to maintain her composure. Her panic attack when she told a lie remained unchanged, and the man named Monteridge was already looking at Aidier at the moment. Till's face refused to look away for a long time, as if he was stupid, and he was always obsessed with Adele's amazing beauty.

"The battlefield is changing rapidly, and injuries are naturally unavoidable, you are right."

Aidier obviously looked away, holding the hand on the other side tightly, with such an obviously lying expression, but fortunately the other party is also a straightforward person, and did not notice Aidier's tangled and slightly anxious expression.

"Right."

The craftsman cooled the orange-red glass naturally, and then took out a pearl, which became the snow-white pupil of **Til.

"This is the best glass."

Etil looked at the burning glass, it really looked like a round orange candy, although craftsmen would be obsessed with the product of their own work, but for others, although they might not be able to see the other party's persistence and ingenuity, they should also be respectful Fundamental respect is given to their work.So Eddie felt like an orange candy, but she didn't say it, but swallowed by herself.

"Your Excellency Etil, are you living in Leiden now?"

After listening to the blacksmith's words, Etil shook his head and said.

"I'm leaving Leiden, and going to a very remote place."

"No matter where it is, just stay away from Leiden, so that others will never find it."

Looking at his metal arm, Etil sighed, and slowly opened and closed his fingers.

"Also, I'm not a doctor anymore."

The blacksmith fiddled with the colored glaze in his hand, and said to Aidier.

"Do you know, Doctor Etil, let me first apologize for calling you a doll at the beginning. Recently, there is a handicraft called an angel doll on the market. It is said that because of the scarcity of materials, only ten were produced. The whereabouts of the original version of the product is unknown, and the remaining nine dolls have been sold at sky-high prices."

"These dolls are very well-made, especially the first doll whose whereabouts are unknown in the original version. It has been fired to a price that can almost open a shop."

"And you look very similar to those dolls. They are all white, like angels born in the winter snow. Of course, this also has a certain fate with you, after all, they are made of your hair. That's why they are fired at sky-high prices, and those shrewd businessmen will never let go of any opportunity to make money."

Etil smiled and said to the blacksmith.

"Presumably, these dolls must have come from the top craftsman of Drossel, Grandpa Cross."

The blacksmith paused slightly, nodded and said.

"Yes, he is an old friend of mine. When I sent him your hair, he didn't try to use it as a material for a whole year, because your hair color is so rare. gone."

"Those businessmen know it's your hair, they're using it as a gimmick, and the dolls are even being used for money laundering."

"Those people will squeeze out the last trace of use value from these things."

After hearing this, Aidier didn't think it was strange. After all, a businessman is a businessman. He tried every means to legally turn the money in other people's pockets into his own. This was their job. In Aidier's eyes, those people The work of these ingenious craftsmen is the same, but the nature is different.

This involves business acumen, grasping business opportunities, etc., but Aidier is a little appreciative of those businessmen who use the origin of their own hair as a way to raise the price of handicrafts, because the other party is indeed very smart.

Etil said to the blacksmith.

"If I were you, after I knew the news, I would buy the stocks of those companies while those businessmen were still hyping up these dolls to bring them profits."

"After the heat of these dolls cools down, those businessmen will definitely continue to hype them with other things, such as the white horse's mane. After a little perm and straightening, it can also be used as my hair, and continue to make money for them Tools, those who have capital can do anything, if it is me, I will definitely take the opportunity to invest and make a lot of money."

"Of course, you need to analyze the financial reports of those companies and evaluate the high and low prices of the market. At the high point, sell all the stocks you bought, because this gimmick should only be popular for a while, and then it must It’s going to be cold, and you can retire with the money you’ve made.”

"The selling point will be left to you to grasp, because once the market is cold, you will lose nothing."

Aidier's words made the blacksmith a little confused, but Aidier is obviously like a smart businessman, analyzing possible future trends, and figuring out the thoughts of those merchants who sell angel dolls, which is in line with automatic Note the work of the doll profession.

The blacksmith turned the hammer and said to Aidier with a smile.

"I'm just a craftsman, and I don't know much about the stocks and markets you mentioned in this life. However, Your Excellency Etil, you are really amazing."

Adele pointed to his head and said.

"It's very good for you to be like this. You don't have to worry about food and clothing. You can get as much reward as you do. You can live a solid life. This is the life that most people yearn for."

The blacksmith seemed to find it very useful after listening to Aidier's words. He chatted with Aidier as if chatting about homework, and the two seemed to be very willing to communicate with each other.

"What are your plans in the future? Your Excellency Etil, since you are no longer a doctor."

Etil looked up at the sky and said to the blacksmith.

"Find a man to marry and live a stable life. I want to grow cocoa in the yard."

Adele couldn't help but licked his lips and said.

"Because I really like chocolate."

Cinderella

"Marry...why..."

The blacksmith looked at his son at this time, and at this time the other party's gaze had long been caught in Adele's glance and smile. At this time, the man's hand holding the hammer was unconsciously clenched tighter and tighter. Go up and slap that unlucky son.

"Everyone understands what they say so clearly, what are you talking about, you unbelievable little bastard!!!!"

The blacksmith muttered loudly in his heart, suppressing the urge to growl, the strength in his hand wished he could crush the hammer handle on the spot.

However, Montridge didn't seem to notice his father's almost murderous eyes at all. He still looked at Adele. The face really looks like an angel sitting here!

"cough...."

The blacksmith couldn't help coughing, and Etil had already noticed the change in the man's face and the coughing sound. She just smiled awkwardly, not wanting to interrupt the awkward atmosphere, because doing so would only make it more embarrassing.

"Cough cough..."

"cough!!!!!!"

The man coughed so badly that he almost lost his breath. Only then did Montridge regain his wandering consciousness. Seeing Adele's smiling face, Montridge smiled awkwardly, and then stared blankly at his father. He was so angry with his unbelievable son that he almost lost his temper.

"Ah... sorry, Dr. Etil, I made you laugh."

Eddie chuckled, then waved his hand.

"It's ok."

The blacksmith's crazy eyes suggested to his son, let the other party say something, such a smart and beautiful girl, hurry up and do something!

Montridge blushed and scratched his head, and he naturally heard Etil say that she wanted to marry.

"Ai...Doctor Etil."

"I....."

Montridge blushed and lowered his head, and Etil saw that he was sweating, and put on his arms again, so he handed out his handkerchief.

"Wipe off your sweat."

"Ah... well... good."

He blushed and took the handkerchief. The white as snow handkerchief was so clean that he was reluctant to wipe anything. The handkerchief exuded a faint fragrance of gardenia, which was really different from the sledgehammer that he had to hold tightly every day!

Montridge moved lightly, carefully holding the handkerchief in his hand, which still had Adele's temperature on it. He really wanted to put the handkerchief in front of his nose and smell it, but he knew that such impolite behavior would not be tolerated by Aidier. It's over if you show it in front of Teal.

"Ai...Doctor Ai Dier."

Putting the clean white handkerchief on his forehead and gently wiping it, it was immediately stained with a large area of ​​coal black. Montridge was a little embarrassed, but Etil just said.

"Here's the handkerchief for you."

Montridge looked at Adele, and then at his father. At this time, the pearl glass eye was about to be ready, as if he had made up his mind, Montridge said to Adele!

"Doctor Etil, I... I was seriously injured during the war. After being healed by you, I never saw you again until I was discharged from the army."

"I've been thinking about how to repay you, but just now, I was able to install the robotic arm for you with my own hands. I feel like a part of the vacancy in my life has been filled."

At this time, the man wielding the hammer looked at his son with admiration, and muttered in his heart.

"Yes, yes, let's continue like this. Having such a daughter-in-law is simply a blessing I have cultivated in my life."

Montridge blushed and scratched his head.

"I'm really, really happy to be able to do something for you."

Etil looked at the shy look of the man in front of him, stood up and looked at the man.Etil doesn't like the differences and differences between the two at the height of the line of sight. The height of the line of sight of the two is the same, which proves that the status of the two is equal.

It was obvious that she was sitting on the black coal covered with soot just now, but as Adele got up, her white gown was not stained with gray at all, and it was still as white as before, without any dirt.

"At that time, I just fulfilled my duty. My duty is to cure the sick and save people. And you also fulfilled your duty. Your duty is to defend the country."

"So, you don't have to thank me for anything. You and I have done what we should do. On the contrary, you connected my arm just now. Then, I should be grateful to you."

Etil slightly grabbed the corners of the clothes facing the man, lifted them to a perfect height, stepped back with one foot, bowed his head and performed the etiquette of an automatic memory puppet to the man.

"Thank you, Mr. Monteridge."

The man watched Aidier's salute, and fell into a deep obsession again. This white and holy doll seemed to be able to wash away the sins of war and the blood on their bodies.

"You know what, Dr. Attil...I...reminds me of a fairy tale."

"There was a girl who was locked up by her stepmother in a dark and dark attic every day. She was covered in dust, kept company with mice all day long, wore dirty clothes with holes in them, and looked embarrassed and sloppy. So, everyone calls her Cinderella."

"Later... at the prince's ball, everyone was dressed so beautifully and luxuriously, but that girl also came to the ball. She washed off the dust on her body, changed out of the tattered clothes, and looked like everyone else. The noble dress is different, she is wearing a plain shirt and a white dress, at this ball full of vulgarity and extravagance, she looks like an angel..."

"That day... I was on the battlefield, and I saw you. You were dressed in white, covered with gunpowder, and your medicine box was already full of bullet holes..."

The man couldn't help but want to raise his hand to touch Aidier's face.

"Now you... are like Cinderella at the ball... so beautiful..."

Adele took two steps back, avoiding the man's hand naturally.

"Mr. Monteridge."

The girl lowered her head. At this time, the blacksmith had already brought the finished pearl glass eyes to Aidier.

Taking over the eyeball, Etil slowly put it in his eye socket. The white eyes are also pearls. At first glance, this fake eye really doesn't have a sense of disobedience, and it is enough to be fake.

"I'm sorry, but I don't want to try to accept a relationship yet. Although I said that I want to get married, now, I want to live as myself before I get married."

Etil raised his right hand and looked at the precise mechanical hand.

"And my duty now is to continue to spread warmth to all parts of the world..."

"I am still an automatic memory doll."

The most familiar stranger

"How does it feel to have no worries?"

After leaving the blacksmith's shop, Etil placed his metal arm under the sunlight. As the light shone, the smooth metal surface exuded a dazzling luster.

Asking herself, Etil looked at herself now, with only sixty Bulls in her pocket, she felt inexplicably relaxed at the moment.

Without a loved one, without concern in his heart, without the disgraceful face of facing the stove every day, without the entanglement and anxiety of thinking about what to eat every day, Eddie suddenly felt a lot easier.

"What's the next step?"

This is what Etil is thinking about right now.

"Angel doll...."

Aidier propped her chin, she had many paths in her mind for her to choose, she could go to the company responsible for advertising and promoting the dolls, and use her image as the endorsement of the dolls to earn a lot of endorsement fees.Or she can find the surrounding horse farms. Etil knows that her hair is scarce, so she can go to the surrounding horse farms to invest in some white horses, and make those manes into low-priced angel dolls, which can also meet the market demand, and can also be good. Make some money.

Adele looked at the market environment around Leiden. She went out to buy vegetables every day on weekdays, and she had already memorized the store environment here. This is the best market research.Aidier found that there were very few bouquet shops in Leiden. Because the war ended and countless soldiers and heroes died, Aidier could sell some flowers for funerals, or open a shop that designed bouquets.Enough can also make her live comfortably.

"Although it is an eternal truth that food is the most important thing for the people, Leiden's catering has already been saturated..."

“Burgers.. Steaks.. Pizza.. Desserts.. Fish.. Risotto.. Fries.. Leighton's got it all...”

Although Adele has a good skill in home cooking, she doesn't intend to open a restaurant to compete, and she only knows Leiden, and she doesn't want to live in Leiden.

"Forget it...Although I am reluctant to leave this place where I have lived for so many years, I don't even want to meet people I know."

"Anyway, in their hearts, Adele is dead."

With the money she had, Adele originally wanted to buy a cheap prosthetic, but now that the money was saved, she chose to buy a boat ticket to leave Leiden.

"Why don't I fly?"

Aidier, who was holding the ticket, couldn't help smacking his lips lightly, and glanced at his gurgling stomach.

"Because...the transportation meal provided by Layton is simply too delicious."

At the thought of the risotto sausage, barbecue pizza, and fruit cake that he was going to eat later, Etil, who was sitting on a chair waiting for the boat, couldn't help shaking his feet happily.Because of the prosthetics, Etil couldn't turn into a six or seven-year-old. Now she is sitting on the pier in Leiden, holding a boat ticket in one hand, and a large baked sweet potato in the other hand, scorched. The golden and transparent honey in the sweet potato was roasted on the crispy shell. The simple boss added a spoonful of cream sauce to Aidier. Now this large sweet potato is Aidier's pastime for sailing from the afternoon to the evening.

Sitting on the sea, facing the sea breeze, the waves seem to never tire. It slaps on the coast one after another, setting off waves of white waves. Looking along the coastline, you can see the spectacular scenery of Leiden, Etil Mouth full of cream, looking at the place where she lived in Layton, she really felt reluctant. Thinking of the past, she had treated someone seriously. She didn't know if she could treat someone again in the future. As good as before for Violet.

Good enough to die for.