Miss Planeswalker, Are You Free to Fall in Love?

The girl shrugged indifferently, walked to the other side of the library, and pulled out a book titled "Legend".

Evelyn doesn't know much about Mori Yuesha's origins-according to her, she just passed by here by chance while traveling.She's only a teenager, what about her family?

Just let an underage child run around?

If you have a younger sister, it will be this age, right?

Evelyn shook her head, stepped on her high heels and walked behind the girl, and a bitter scent of green wood gradually appeared.

"Atlantis?" Evelyn stood behind the girl and lightly tapped the top of Sen Yuesha's head with her chin. The other party was staying on a certain page of "Legend".

Evelyn is used to girls who always like to focus on those gods and monsters.In the past two months, apart from learning ancient Egyptian from herself, the girl has read almost all the books in the library.

What she couldn't put it down the most, besides this "Legend", was the "Holy Stone" on the top shelf on the third shelf.

"does not exist?"

Sen Yuesha turned the page intently, and did not forget to answer the sister's words when her eyes rolled: "Haven't you been looking for Hamna Tower? Sun Jinjing?"

Evelyn raised her eyebrows, touched the silver bracelet a few times, and touched the top of Sen Yuesha's head: "That's because there is evidence that it existed. And Atlantis..."

Mori Yuesha stretched out her finger and pointed to another page of the book: "What about here? Doesn't it exist?"

On the mottled yellow paper, a huge city looms behind the clouds, surrounded by the shadow of a dragon with spread wings - obviously this is the work of some unknown painter, somehow added to this book. It's in a book written by a liar.

"L...A...P...?" Evelyn wrapped around Mori Yuesha's black hair and spelled out the words on the somewhat blurred pages intermittently.

Mori Yuesha repeated it as if correcting it.

"Oh, the boy hasn't given up yet?"

Evelyn stretched out her hand and closed the book in Mori Yuesha's hand.

"What's the kid's name? Anyway, this liar's book is nothing to look at. I don't understand. You are such a smart person, you would believe these fabricated stories."

Mori Yuesha turned her head. Since Evelyn was a head taller than herself, facing this mature lady, the tender-faced Mori Yuesha had to look up just like her younger sister.

"He said his father saw it with his own eyes..."

"What did you see?" Evelyn took Mori Yuesha and walked outside: "Dragon?"

"Stop making trouble, Little Forest, are you really going to help that child look up information like this kind of fairy tale?"

Mori Yuesha blinked: "I think...it's very interesting."

"The dragon is just a legend." Evelyn had long regarded this unbelievably delicate girl as her younger sister. The two walked to the garden of the museum and sat down on a bench not far from a statue.

"Learn ancient Egyptian well, I will ask the school to send you a letter, go there to study, Little Forest." Evelyn held Sen Yuesha's small hand and rubbed it a few times, her beautiful eyes were full of concern: " Also, I didn't make it clear after all, where are your parents?"

"You have to give me the address so I can mail it to you."

Mori Yuesha smiled and shook her head.

This was the umpteenth time she had rejected Evelyn.

However, the other party was not discouraged.

The woman who knew this before, bent her fingers and tapped Sen Yuesha's forehead lightly, "Anyway, you are not allowed to run around for me. It's too messy here, I don't want you to become someone's new wife one day, hang up Wearing a black veil, came to me crying with a big belly."

Sen Yuesha swayed her legs absent-mindedly, and the skirt embroidered with gold trim swung impressively, revealing the girl's fair feet and five exquisite toes.

A touch of emerald green scenery.

"Hey!"

Evelyn brushed the girl's arm with her fingers, "Princess, please listen carefully."

Moriyuki turned back.

The slanted sun cast shadows, and the girl's hair was dyed with sporadic dark blue halos.

"The last time I saw you and that Lu ran out, who are those dirty miners? You can't keep worrying me like this."

"I know, I know Eve. Why are you nagging like my grandma." Sen Yuesha glanced casually, and saw a strange woman walking into the museum outside the iron fence.

"Someone is here, I'm going to entertain!"

Evelyn let the girl run away without grabbing her, leaving only a golden figure in the swaying skirt.

"Hey! Don't run around!"

"I know, I know!"

Shadow raised his hand high, swaying wildly like a child.

It's really frustrating...

Evelyn sighed and stood up slowly.

She thought of her brother who disappeared from time to time, and she was even more worried and helpless.

Chapter 205 Chapter 3 Taiya and Baloo

Except for Evelyn, Mori Yuesa rarely sees local women in museums.

——The special attributes of the museum itself lead to the fact that most of the visitors here are foreign tourists, not to mention Cairo in this era, you can hardly see them even on the busy streets.

Even if there is, she wraps herself tightly in black gauze.

The woman in front of Mori Yuesha is like this.

He is not tall, and his steps are a little wobbly. Just from the exposed eyes, he doesn't look too young.

"Hello?"

Mori Yuesha spoke the local dialect proficiently. After the other party asked about a geography book, the girl led her through the outside of the museum, bypassing the sharp-edged stone carvings, and pushed the door into the library.

"Let's see... geographical classification..."

Mori Yuesha read the number compiled by Evelyn, and led the woman to the fourth bookshelf.

"it's here."

Two pairs of feet stopped in the middle of the bookshelf.

——Just when the woman thought that this little administrator should move a ladder or something, she was horrified to find that the other party was lifting up her skirt, moving her ankles, and after warming up very sloppily...

'Hey' jumped up!

Soaring into the air, the girl grabbed the spine of a book and nimbly took it off the shelf high above the ground—if the height of the girl’s jump is ignored, this picture still has a sense of youth rather than horror emotional.

The last time Mori Yuesha did this, she was caught by Evelyn, who pinched her waist and read for half a week.

The woman who was half dead with anger and scared half to death, and not willing to really pinch Sen Yuesha, had no choice but to sternly warn the girl while yelling at her.

This caused two people who didn't wear much to get acquainted with each other's secrets while making a mess.

That scene was very artistic.

'Such a precious collection of books!If you accidentally knock over one of the bookshelves...'

Mori Yuesha didn't think so, but she felt that Evelyn's stilt-like climbing ladder would cause trouble.

In short, after that time, Evelyn revealed a corner of this quiet little princess's character, at least, at least knew, understood, and spied on two places of Sen Yuesha.

The first is the crazy and grotesque character.

The second is the enviable circumference.

The book is in hand.

Mori Yuesha turned her head and handed the book to the tightly wrapped woman. The other party hesitated for a while before a gentle voice came out from behind her mask.

"……thanks."

"Maybe...maybe I'll watch it a little longer?"

Mori Yuesha nodded without hesitation: "Before the museum closes."

In sight, a black line on the wrist flashed past.

Is that... a scar?

When Mori Yuesha looked over, the woman seemed to be aware of it. After subconsciously tightening her cuffs, she showed a little nervousness.

"Can I..."

"I am alone……"

Mori Yuesha nodded, pointing to the book in the woman's hand: "Just put it on the table after reading it."

The eyes exposed under the mask are like amnesty: "Thank you... thank you, my name is Taiya."

"Sen Yuesha."

Tai Ya watched the figure of the girl stumbling away, clenched the book in her hand, and moved to the other side of the bookshelf.

……

The boy, wearing overalls, made his way through the crowd.

His face was more or less greasy, he wore dirty clothes, and he wore a red and black cap.

A big hat that didn't fit well covered his forehead, and his black hair was squeezed and docile on his forehead. His crooked look was very interesting.

Carrying his bag across his shoulders, he walked through the bazaar, bypassing a few camels and heading straight for the museum.

Relying on his short stature, the boy often made some dangerous movements when he ran, which caused him to turn his head around and didn't see the man pushing the fruit cart across the path——

"Hey!"

A slender forearm stretched out quickly, and precisely grabbed his back collar in the crowd.

boom!

A few apples were scattered on the ground and rolled around. The man pushing the scooter got up from the ground cursing and looked around - he had been pulled away from the crime scene by those hands.

"Little Baloo, be reckless, be reckless."

Mori Yuesha put him down, took the boy's hand, and straightened the other's hat, the girl was still muttering something like a ballad.

To Tsukisa Mori, she seems to have a strange ability to turn all conversations into nursery rhymes.

"Sister!" Baru shouted in surprise, "I'm going to find you!"

Passing through the noisy market, the closer you get to the museum, the more prosperous it is.

"what's wrong?"