green rose

"You are the incarnation of the Goddess of Flowers, Miss Ellenstein." Suddenly, Priest Pan said, with eyes like searchlights shining.

"Lord Flower God! Offended you, I, I really deserve to die!" A beautiful commoner woman said this after she failed in the beauty comparison with her.

"Flower God...Magda, can I be the flower god's messenger?"

Nicos asked Barbera cautiously after she finished speaking.

"Nikos, you can't be the messenger of the flower god, you are the incarnation of the flower god."

Immediately afterwards, the Grand Duke of Bavarinka walked over from nowhere, looked at her arrogantly and disdainfully, and took away the shaken Nicos; fortunately, she chose Miss Barbera, so that she would not be in the After losing Nicos, she also lost another candidate for the Herald of Spring, and the people of the Sakan family are so free, they don't care about this matter at all, even when she met Viscount Juventus at another ball, he He also frivolously said that the young eagle did a good job, implying his agreement.

She lowered her head and took a sip of the delicious cocktail that Qiwei pointed out to her just now.

Then, in the slums and at a ball about the power of the city council, she chose the messengers of summer, autumn and winter respectively—they were Brala, Mortiti, and Alan, the one who looked shy and cute. young man.

At this moment, the dance party is over, and the flower god's selection of his messenger is also over.

Magda quietly watched the bustling streets along the roadside from the small window of the carriage, bustling with people, people of all colors playing and playing, sometimes familiar people and people of other races walked past.

Brara was running happily among the crowd wearing her new clothes, and Captain Allen, who was wearing serious clothes on the street, was arguing with his vice-captain whether the new clothes should be too revealing this time...

In the carriage, she was carrying an incomparably delicate lavender skirt, leaning on the seat with some fatigue; sitting across from her mother, Mrs. Ellenstein, was writing a letter, wrinkled Eyebrows pondered over the words, appearing rather embarrassed and distressed; probably it was for the grown-up, otherwise mother would not be so cautious.

The wheels turned swayingly, like a beautiful and light lullaby, urging people to sleep.

But Magda squinted her eyes, but did not fall into a deep sleep.

The incarnation of the flower god... the flower god?The skirt is very beautiful, and the jewelry is so natural and eye-catching, even though she prefers to wear a simple skirt, sit at her desk and read vulgar stories, the romantic anecdotes of the nobles, and the love and hatred of the common people. Never get bored.

Flora!Soon, she will take her emissary to the baron's garden.

After all, on that day, no matter where the incarnation of the flower god goes, people in the place where she descends will greet her with smiles.

Remembering that Shatina talked about how expensive bouquets are and how luxurious flowers are in Fansel, she raised a sneering smile—"The life of aristocrats is always so luxurious, even if there is not even one in their family. Zi'er's silver coins can't be found!"

"maybe."

Magda suddenly thought that her family depended entirely on the support of outsiders. Although information is the source of income, it is also...

How many girls in this world live like her?Magda thought again, she hoped so much that she was nestled in the arms of her parents like she was when she was a child, ignorant of world affairs, but unfortunately, the fire swept everything and burned everything.

No matter how strong the city wall is, it is no match for an empty city.

She finally woke up completely, adjusted the position of her clothes, tilted her head to look at the world outside the window, only one window separated, people's fate is completely different, and the life they live is also very different.

This Flora scene started from a small idea of ​​Priest Pan, expanded to the entire complex ecology of Venthir, and then ended in the beautiful garden of the baron.

However, this is not what she really wants.

When she came back to her senses, Mrs. Ehrenstein had finished most of the manuscript. She raised her eyes, and suddenly saw the lonely expression of her adopted daughter.

She said nothing, just sighed.

In this small carriage, he seemed so weak and sad.

Visits among nobles were common, but Magda never expected that one day she would not only find a drunk Shatina at the door, but also suddenly meet Miss Lina who was pacing back and forth a little uneasy.

"What are you looking at! Me! Nothing! I told you, an upstart like you!"

Magda wasn't annoyed either, she just ordered the maid to open the door and made a very common gesture.

"Could it be that……"

"It's nothing! I just suddenly thought—it's not that I haven't seen you, a withered golden rose, polluting the air at a ball recently, and it feels very boring~"

"..." Magda laughed out loud, "I see, Miss Jocastle. I wonder if you have solved that little invitation letter?"

"Solution?" The pair of golden eyes swept over contemptuously, but the meaning was very complicated, both anger and joy mixed with a trace of jealousy, "There are many things that the Joecastle family can do—— I am leaving!"

She really left, but the moment she turned around, she took the maid in and threw something into Magda's arms.

A beautiful gift box, what's inside?

Maybe, just an empty box, but by no means.

Magda hid the thing immediately, and asked gently if she needed to call a carriage, but Linna refused impatiently.

The green skirt moved farther and farther under the clear sky, shrinking from a complete back to a green dot, but it was still impossible to forget that in Magda's mind, she might turn around the next moment.

Smile at her, without any pretense, without any emotion, just smile at her simply.

They will not be friends, but the closest enemies.

This fact made the afternoon sun warmer, the flowers in the yard more brilliant, and the lost courage returned to the girl's fragile body.

So, Lina, what gift did you get?

Gold bracelet with a rose.

The author has something to say:

Alas, it takes a lot of effort to follow the plot, and it is more comfortable to eat candy. In other words, as I write, such a picture emerges. It is really beautiful-but I can't draw...

But I still smiled slightly. The inspiration came from an incident that I did accidentally today, a visit by the name of Linna Kakaka

I didn't update much a few days ago, and I can update it for a short period of time recently, yes.