socalfunplaces Chapter 305 Harriet and Lola
Chapter 305 Harriet and Lola
Chapter 305 Harriet and Lola
"Haha! I really didn't expect to see you again."
The man in front of her was named Leo. Harriet had rescued him from bandits when she accompanied Jarl to the highlands.
He seemed genuinely pleased to see Harriet, occasionally letting out a laugh.
But judging from his conversation with Mr. Mosley, the two seem to be business partners now, so Harriet must show him enough respect.
Harriet bowed and said, "Me too, sir."
"You don't need to be so careful around me, haha," Leo said. "You saved me, and I'll never forget your kindness. What do you need? Money? A servant? Or whatever luxury item you want? I can buy it for you."
If she accepts the expensive gifts from this man, Cathy will definitely be unhappy.
Although Cassie isn't a petty person, Harriet could sense how much Cassie cared about her.
Because their relationship has become closer, Harriet also cares about Cathy, so she won't accept anything from others that Cathy can't give her for the time being.
However, Mr. Mosley had a high opinion of the man before him, believing that he might become the best businessman of this era.
If Kathy wants to reclaim his territory, he needs all sorts of resources.
Harriet, however, was just a grape grower's daughter and couldn't help Cathy.
Therefore, all I can do is study the contents of "Life Never Ends" so that I can at least protect Cathy's personal safety.
But Leo, who is right in front of her, seems to be able to provide financial assistance, which would be a great help to Kathy's career.
Although she might not need Leo's help in the future, Harriet felt she should at least establish a friendly relationship with him.
If I ever need his help in the future, I won't be too embarrassed to ask.
Harriet then said, "Sir, I appreciate your kindness, but you have already settled the debt with a bottle of sugar cubes. We are even now, so I cannot ask you for anything in return."
"However, if I ever need your help in the future, I hope you will lend a hand. Of course, I will repay you afterwards."
"You're too kind, Miss Harriet," Leo said, maintaining his smile. "But since you put it that way, I won't insist. However, if you need anything, please don't hesitate to ask. Of course, merchants always ask for appropriate compensation."
"must!"
Harriet smiled; all she wanted was a statement from Leo.
Leo said he was about to leave Copperplate Town, seemingly eager to get back to his business, and Harriet wished him all the best.
But there's no need to worry, Mr. Mosley also lent Leo a book.
He must possess some ability to protect himself.
From the second day onwards, Leo did not appear at the library.
However, the spices he left in the library truly brought a treat to the people there.
Mr. Mosley seemed to know enough about spices, and he instructed Harriet on how to cook food with spices.
Although Mr. Mosley's tone suggested a degree of guesswork,
But the food they made was actually quite good.
Harriet couldn't help but think that if François were still alive, they would have been able to taste an unparalleled delicacy.
Later, while Harriet and Cathy were strolling down the street, they saw someone auctioning off spices.
Harriet then realized that Leo had already sold the spices in town.
She could foresee that as Leo traveled eastward, he would inevitably sell spices in any of the ports he passed through.
Such a magical thing, even surpassing the golden grapes of the Blois peninsula, will surely sweep the entire kingdom in an extremely fast time.
perhaps.
Cathy is like a clingy little bug; whenever you're alone with her, she's the only one in your eyes.
Harriet was therefore reassured.
Cathy has grown much taller; she can kiss Harriet's lips simply by standing on tiptoe.
Since that knight left, his personality has become much calmer.
Harriet occasionally saw Cathy sitting quietly somewhere, deep in thought, with a serious expression.
She wondered what Cathy was thinking.
Harriet wanted to know everything about Cathy, but she didn't ask or bother her.
There was no reason; Harriet just felt that she should keep her distance at this time.
Because we care, we sometimes need to restrain ourselves.
Harriet no longer worries about not being good enough for Cathy, as she used to.
Cathy's kindness will not change, and so should her heart.
And only when she's around does Cathy become a little boy, a spoiled little boy.
Sometimes Casey would discuss an issue with Mr. Mosley and express his own opinion.
Mr. Mosley neither denied nor agreed, but raised some questions about Casey's point of view.
Then Kathy answered, and the gentleman asked more questions.
The conversation will end when Cathy can't answer.
At that moment, Harriet would see a defiant expression on Cathy's face.
But Cathy wouldn't put on a brave face or make excuses; she would only reflect on her actions on her own.
When Kathy gets serious, she's cool.
Harriet would always steal glances at him at these times, mesmerized, sometimes blushing from the sight.
Mr. Mosley said that Cathy looked a lot like his mother.
Harriet couldn't help but think, what a beautiful woman she must be!
She had heard that the most beautiful creature in the world was the mermaid.
That female scholar is probably comparable to a mermaid.
Harriet was disappointed that Cathy was still like a child in some ways.
He's content as long as we hold hands, and his face turns red.
He would try to appear calm and collected, as if it were nothing to do with him, but his sweaty palms would always betray him.
After this summer, Cathy will be almost sixteen.
My dear Cathy, Harriet often wonders wistfully, how old will you be before you marry me?
Perhaps Cathy intends to reclaim his inheritance and power first, but whatever his choice, Harriet will wait for him.
Kathy is trying to improve herself. Although she has only average talent in all areas, her diligence is impeccable.
His kindness shines brighter than gold.
On a certain day every month, the little girl named Lola would come to the library.
However, she never went through the library's main entrance; instead, she appeared directly at the stairwell.
She would have some brief exchanges with Mr. Mosley, so brief that it required guessing what the two were talking about.
In short, although the two seemed cold towards each other, Harriet felt that there was actually a strange trust between them.
The room Harriet is currently staying in appears to have previously been Laura's room.
She was very curious about the relationship between Lola and Mr. Mosley.
However, Lola doesn't seem to like Harriet.
Lola would sometimes stare at Harriet, but she always avoided Harriet.
What was she thinking? Harriet couldn't figure it out at all.
Although Harriet didn't like Lola either, she once seemed to want to kill Cathy.
However, she never expressed or raised such an idea again after that.
Therefore, Harriet's attitude towards Lola softened somewhat.
Lola seems to be in a good mood today, sitting quietly in the library drinking milk.
With her feet dangling in the air and swinging back and forth, even though Harriet is a girl, she still looks adorable.
"Is there anything you'd like to say to Lola?"
The sudden sound startled Harriet.
Harriet turned her head and saw Mr. Mosley's indifferent smile.
Mr. Mosley continued, "I think you're staring at Laura."
"Huh—" Harriet explained hastily, "No, I—I just feel like she seems to hate me."
"Hmm? Why do you say that?"
"She always seems to be avoiding me."
Mr. Mosley paused. "Since you care so much, why don't you ask her why?"
"Wrong? Is this a good idea?"
“Come on, I’ll be right next to you,” Mr. Mosley said.
Then, Harriet followed Mr. Mosley to Laura's side.
Lola turned and stared at the two of them for a few seconds, then turned back to continue drinking her milk.
"Lola," Mr. Mosley called out.
Laura looked at the man.
"Do you dislike this Miss Harriet?"
Lola looked at Harriet again, then shook her head.
"Then why are you avoiding her?"
Lola turned her head and glanced at Harriet from head to toe before continuing to face the milk.
Mr. Mosley blurted out, "I see."
Harriet: "?"
Huh? Did I zone out? Harriet couldn't help but doubt herself. What did Lola just say?
Harriet could only look to Mr. Mosley for help.
The man then gently called out to Lola in a serious tone, "Lola!"
Lola looked at Harriet, then sighed heavily:
"Sigh... She's so tall. I look so short next to her."
Harriet was stunned by this explanation.
It's because of this?
Mr. Mosley then said to Harriet, "Well, now your question should be answered, right?"
"Um--.-"
"But since we're on the topic, let's get straight to the point," Mr. Mosley said. "Harriet, what's your attitude towards Lola?"
Harriet hadn't expected Mr. Mosley to ask that question and couldn't help but look at Lola.
But Lola didn't seem to care at all, taking a sip of milk without any reaction, leaving a white ring around her upper lip.
Harriet could only reply, "I did dislike her at first, but she seems to be an acquaintance of Mr., and she doesn't seem to intend to hurt Cathy anymore, so I guess I don't dislike her now."
"Ha," Mr. Mosley chuckled, "I'd forgotten, you two almost got into a fight."
"Hmm—" Harley nodded.
"In that case—" Mr. Mosley, "why don't you two have a fight now, so that you can settle your scores once and for all?"
"Talk?" Harriet hadn't expected the man to say that.
Mr. Mosley smiled and said, "I also want to see just how far you two have grown. Just consider it a game."
If that's the case: "I—can do that."
She and Mr. Mosley looked at Lola, but Lola seemed not to hear them and did not react at all.
The man pressed further, "Lola, what are your thoughts?"
Lola then turned her head, glanced at Harriet, and said in a completely emotionless voice:
"It's a waste of time; she's no match for me."
Harriet knew her fighting ability wasn't very strong, but Lola's attitude and words completely ignited her competitive spirit as a woman.
Moreover, Lola once tried to kill Cathy.
Doesn't this mean that Harriet is completely incapable of protecting Cassie?
Harriet exclaimed, "How will we know if we don't try!"
"Haha!" Mr. Mosley laughed a few times. "You're quite enthusiastic! Well then, give it a try, Laura."
Lola sighed, but nodded and jumped off the stool.
Mr. Mosley led the two to the open space outside the library, while he stood at the entrance and said:
"This is a cut, stop when you've made your point, and try not to injure your opponent."
Harriet and Lola nodded at the same time.
Then, Harriet focused her attention on the little girl opposite her.
Looking at Lola's petite figure, she could hardly imagine that she actually possessed very great strength.
Lola stood obediently and straight in place, the sea breeze gently lifting her hooded cloak.
Is she not planning to make the first move?
Then I'm welcome.
Harriet first uses her strength to enhance her physical abilities, and then, through the land, transmits a force that influences the target's control over their body and emotions.
Then, he remotely controlled the weeds around Lola to go berserk.
The grass began to grow wildly and became incredibly hard, swirling in eerie vortexes as it lunged towards Lola.
The drawback of this skill is that Harriet cannot precisely control the target plant's attack trajectory.
She was worried that this would hurt Lola, and was considering whether to retract her power when—
Lola leaped forward lightly and turned in mid-air.
A blue magic circle flashed across Lola's palm.
So fast!
Mr. Mosley said that the weakness of a sorcerer is that he needs a medium to activate his power.
But since Lola can go this fast, this weakness seems to have disappeared!
In an instant, purple rhomboid crystals drifted through the air.
By the time Harriet came to her senses, all the rampaging plants had already been cut down by Lola.
So strong!
Moreover, Lola's actions seemed completely unaffected by Harriet's power.
Why?
She didn't have time to think much, because Lola finally began to take the initiative.
Lola charged toward Harriet.
Aren't mages and wizards alike required to maintain distance in combat?
Could it be that Lola has some special offensive method?
Although she didn't understand, Harriet was determined not to let the other party succeed.
He immediately controlled the plant to attack Lola, who was sprinting. However, although the plant seemed to hit Lola directly, Lola was not damaged at all!
What's going on?
Harriet suddenly noticed that Lola was holding a magic circle in each of her hands.
This time it didn't just flash by, but remained in my palm.
Harriet was curious; what was she doing?
Unable to find an answer, Harriet could only keep attacking Lola.
However, not a single attack was effective.
With the enemy closing in, Harriet had no choice but to raise a grass wall in an attempt to block Lola from view.
The grass wall had only risen halfway when Harriet caught a glimpse of a figure suddenly appearing to her right front.
Harriet turned her head and took a deep breath.
What happened?
Wasn't Lola just directly in front of him? How did she suddenly teleport to his side?
Harriet was terrified; she had no time to deal with whatever Lola planned to do now.
Lola raised her right leg high behind her and kicked out with force, yelling, "Ah!"
Harriet screamed in pain, causing the seabirds that had been resting on the sea cliff to fly away in panic.
Lola kicked her shinbone hard.
Harriet knew she had lost.
A tear welled in her eye as she knelt down and rubbed her shinbone.
When she looked up, she saw Lola puffing out her small chest, raising her chin high, and looking at her with her green eyes behind her sunglasses, a smug smile on her lips.
Ouch! Harriet thought, and she was also furious!
She really didn't want to lose to this short guy!
"Alright!" Mr. Mosley shouted from the doorway, "Come back, girls!"
After the two returned, Mr. Mosley first said to Harriet:
"There's been progress, Harriet, but the way you use your abilities still needs to be developed."
Harriet understood that this was just the gentleman's way of comforting her.
The man then looked at Lola: "You've learned how to erase spatial traces?"
"Um."
"How did you come up with the idea of using spatial folding to distract people's vision?"
Lola thought for a moment and said:
"I've been trapped before, and my space couldn't cut off the other person's light, so I thought about how I could win if I faced him again."
Then I discovered that light cannot be cut, but it can be bent and folded.
"Haha!" Mr. Mosley laughed heartily. "Excellent!"
Harriet had to admit that this seemingly short girl possessed unimaginable hidden energy.
Suddenly, Harriet heard the sound of horses' hooves behind her.
She turned around and saw a horse standing still, neighing and rearing up.
A man jumped off his horse, holding a girl in his arms.
He knelt before Harriet:
"Miss, please save her!"