"Your routine is very problematic, don't laugh, I'm very strict, if you stay up late like this, you'll die early!"

The next day, when it was almost dawn, they finally saw the trees—to be exact, they were still in Tirisfar, just close to the Silver Pine Forest.

The Black Rabbit couldn't figure out why Loria was out of the night, and even though the red moon had worked so hard to illuminate the land last night, her speed at night had been greatly reduced.

"You know what? Some people think that the red moon above us is actually another world called Draenor. ”

Loria didn't answer the meaning of the black rabbit, and vampires who don't stay up late will die early. After about half an hour of deep into the woodland, she found a slightly flat place, and she used the branches of the surrounding trees to build a protection from the sun with cloth, "If it's true, then the Red Moon is the home of the orcs." ”

"What!"

The black rabbit obviously couldn't accept Loria's words, "Aren't all cute girls and rabbits who live on the moon in fairy tales!"

"It's a shame...... Help. ”

Loria handed the knotted fabric to the black rabbit and asked her to tie it to the tree, "It's a shame that there are no cute girls on the moon, but a lot of red, yellow, green, and black skins full of muscles and fangs. ”

The pink-haired Lori further shatters the romantic legend about the red moon, and the black rabbit feels that he can no longer look directly at the moon.

Even with the forest and the canopy blocking the sun, Loria wrapped herself tightly in a blanket and sat down against a large tree.

She really began to think about whether to carry a coffin out of the house in the future.

"Where is there a reason to rest during the day and travel at night. ”

The black rabbit complained, and also found a tree to sit down against its back, and the fire that lasted for so long last night made her feel frightened, and she escaped by thanks...... The last time the undead took over the city, they didn't wreak havoc.

Perhaps Alsace still has a little affection for the city in which he was born and raised.

Alice was walking around, occasionally picking up some very small plants and stuffing them into her mouth—although they had fewer calories than human food, and it was quite unpalatable, but now that she was in the forest, Alice decided not to dilute Loria's food reserves.

It would be more than worth the loss to starve Loria to death because she let go of her belly and ate violently.

On the other hand, Loria, who had wrapped herself tightly, looked at her pocket watch and decided to use her bedtime to cut a simple set of clothes for herself so that she could replace her ill-fitting linen robe.

She pulled out scissors, needles and threads and hard-wearing thick cotton cloth from her bag, and used a ruler to make comparisons, and conceived a style - she didn't need to keep warm anyway, in order to save time and cloth, the sleeves were not needed, and the skirt should be as short as possible.

At Nomorigan, she had never been able to buy clothes that would fit, so she spent four years honing her sartorial skills, which at first took a lot of time and effort to make ugly finished products, but now she is quite adept.

The color of the bare cotton cloth is really ugly, so let's use the magic cloth dyed pale yellow...... It's good to make a fat cloth or something.

Fortunately, Loria didn't have any need for another piece of equipment, but it saved a lot of time, and there was a faint sadness.

It would be terrible if you wanted to carry some candy with you and didn't have a pocket...... Let's make pockets for skirts and blouses.

Obviously there was not even a single piece of candy on her body, but Loria was planning for a rainy day.

Even if you are fleeing, you can't give up the pursuit of life when you can, right...... Well, a decorative bow is essential, and a simple lace would be fine.

Because it is very thin, the clothes will look ugly if they are thinner...... Therefore, the sense of layering is indispensable, and the skirt is changed to three layers, and the frills are also essential.

What if the socks are broken, another pair, no, two pairs.

Loria's workload is growing indefinitely.

When they finally entered the Silver Pine Forest a few days later, Loria finally completed her preliminary work, and she put a set of half-finished products on her body, and instantly upgraded from a refugee Lori to a fugitive lady.

In the eyes of the Black Rabbit, Loria became the strangest person in the world:

At night, he is like a convulsive elf, and during the day, he instantly transforms into a hangover dwarf lying on the street.

obviously gave birth to a beautiful and delicate appearance, but he beat people up without mercy and with terrifying strength.

Her little dwarf friends, who like her very much, stick to each other every day and are inseparable, and sometimes hang each other on a tree for fun.

She could eat food hard enough to be used as a murder weapon without complaint, and it didn't hurt to be scraped open by a plant on a large bloody claw on a white and slender calf, but she continued to process her more and more gorgeous clothes every day.

Sometimes I will make some unclear and seemingly full of wisdom to speak, and the next second I will start to sell cute and coquettish for a little seasoning.

She may be in a good mood when she is expressionless, but when she smiles sweetly, she is terrible.

She would swallow her saliva and say, 'Come here, good dog, let you ascend to heaven with the green onion,' and chase the terrible wolves she was afraid to wail, but give her own food to the hungry squirrels under the trees.

She scoffs at the noble lords of Lordaeron, but praises the banshee who burned down the capital in a friendly manner.

She says that orcs are also a race with their own civilization, and that humans should not be hostile to all orcs, and in a few hours they will shout that she will one day kill all of Alterac's greenskins and ogres.

There are many, many others.

In short, in Black Rabbit's heart, Loria is a strange girl full of contradictions.

When Loria began to make a second set of clothes, they came to a large river that ran through the forest, which ran east from Lake Lordamere and flowed west into the sea.

In order to find a bridge to cross the river, Loria rarely walked out of the forest during the day and onto the main road.

A high-pitched and strange chirp rang out from the sky, and a giant bat several times larger than an adult swooped down towards them.

The black rabbit was so frightened that she immediately fell to the ground, but Loria squinted motionlessly at the bat, whose sharp claws almost caught her in the face, but she slammed into the height at the most critical moment.

Back in the sky, the giant bat circled a few times, flapped its huge wings, and slowly landed, and before it could steady, an undead spirit jumped off its back.

"Forsaken?"

Loria couldn't help but ask.

"What other natural calamity dares to appear before Her Majesty's soldiers!"

The undead replied loudly, pulling out the whip from his waist and whipping the giant bat, "Kill them, I'm going to keep scouting!"

The giant bat looked at Loria suspiciously, and let out a strange but non-hostile cry from its mouth.

The undead whipped the disobedient bat harder and harder.

Hurt by the beating, the giant bat twisted its head and bit the undead's head.

……

Today, I was a little happy to see that I was recommended in the chapter by the author of "Miss Reverend is Very Busy", and I was slightly praised...... I didn't know the author at all, so I was a little flattered.

Hawkers, the courtesy is still exchanged, and the chapter pushes one.

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