Chapter 14: Miracles and Magic Exist!

I don't know what to say about this chapter.,I definitely can't play the way it's written.,I can only go to the void.,It may seem like a middle two.。 At first, I thought that Vera was too strong, and Erica couldn't win no matter how she opened it, so she broke Vera several times in a row, and Vera began to develop in the direction of comics.

After reading the title of the book I wrote, my father immediately turned to a professional troll, angrily scolding me for plagiarizing China on the tip of my tongue, and said that I had never been to Europe, and I didn't know anything about Western food, so I definitely couldn't write about the customs and taste habits in it.

This problem is real. The adoption of the Parallel Epoch is largely due to this.

I can only say that the professionalism of the book is not high, and I can only write at such a level. In this way, I don't know if it's okay.

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Erica began to stretch the dough, and at first, she was a little uncomfortable, but after only a few moments, Erica became very proficient in her movements.

That's how powerful Erica's talent is.

Everyone has their best moments, just like when they play games, no matter how good they are, there will be times when they are in good shape.

Ordinary people can't grasp this state, so they can only assume that it is accidental.

Those who write articles will also have this state of chance, and sometimes there are times when the pen is wonderful, but they can only say that "the article is made by nature, and the clever hand gets it".

At this time, Erica is in this state of seemingly accidental.

In fact, this kind of accident is often a kind of inevitability. Some people are in good shape because something has happened, and even these things often seem to have nothing to do with what they want to do.

I am in a good state after eating delicious, I am in a good state when I am hungry, I am in a good state when the weather is sunny, I am in a good state after rain, I am in a good state when I am in love, and I am in a good state when I am a minotaur.

Even, there is no truth to it.

And for Erica, if the opponent is in good shape, she is in good shape.

When you see that your opponent is in good shape, you will want to win.

Why do you want to win so much? Actually, this is also an obsession.

Erica's heart is not particularly strong, but a little fragile. So, I especially want to win, I want to be praised. Once you fail to do something, it will be particularly uncomfortable.

And I, but I am not the kind of genius who is not born in the world, so I naturally feel that I have been hit by all kinds of blows, so I have become homely.

There was a reason why she was able to recognize the empty elf so quickly. Because I feel that I can't be a wizard, the empty goblin is the same kind of person as myself. is also the mentality of the end of the world, which makes her feel that the empty goblin is her own person. That's why she's so eager to help the Sky Elves.

While Erica is good-natured, she is not the type of person who will stand up when she sees someone in trouble. At most, it will be a little help.

But the situation of the empty fairy did give her a sense of overlap.

It's as if the empty goblin who can't become a wizard overlaps with his own figure.

It was as if I couldn't focus no matter how hard I tried.

Thinking of this, Erica suddenly noticed that the dough in her hand was a little slippery, and when she looked down, she saw that before she knew it, she had added oil to the dough.

Before she could understand, she heard the empty fairy call her worriedly, and turned her head to look over. The little air fairy flapped its wings very hard, hovering up and down in the air, like a husband who was waiting for the birth of a child outside the delivery room but worried about his wife's health.

She couldn't help but think of the empty goblin under the night sky, although the empty goblin at that time had a cold face, Erica felt that the air goblin was probably crying, and it was only because of the goblin's body that she couldn't shed tears.

Will the tears of the empty goblin also be salty?

Erica sprinkled white grains of salt into the dough.

And soon, the dough was ready.

Erica looked up and made a reassuring look at the Sky Elf.

The redstone's glow became a bit dazzling.

In the eyes of the onlookers Sky Fairy and Vera, even Erica became a little dazzling.

With all the preparations in place, the next thing to do is just the following.

But Erica's heart began to beat chaotically, and her heart was also inexplicably worried and irritable.

Erica knew that it was because she had never experienced it, which was why she was so panicked. Erica took a deep breath and silently cheered herself up in her heart.

"Pluck up your courage! You can't lose, because if you lose, you'll lose a goblin that cares for you, takes care of you, and serves you!"

Although the time they spent together was extremely short, Erica felt that she and the air goblin seemed to have been friends for a long time.

Everything she knew about the empty goblins, what she saw or didn't see, came to Erika's mind as if she was going through it:

When we first met, the sad and lonely figure of the empty goblin;

selfless help and concern for Erica;

Attentiveness to take off her clothes and take away her boots for Erica;

There is also the scene of the last scene, holding firewood and trying to boil bath water for Erica.

......

"Sora, it's great to be able to meet you!"

"Look, I'm going to go. ”

"Let me create a miracle that will save you!"

If this accumulated affection is the flow of accumulated water, then, at this moment, it bursts out!

Alika swiped her hand, and the dough in her hand spurted out like a stream of silver water.

The noodles rush like water, as if they are a clear stream from the top of the cliff, dripping down the water droplets;

Above the cliff, what once dripped was empty despair.

"Sora, this is what I want to give you, the hope that the drops of water will merge into a stream. ”

The pure white noodles break out from one end of the dough.

The noodles are rushing like water, as if they are looking for a way out in the reckless mountains and eighteen bends;

Between the mountains, there was once a confusion of emptiness.

"Sora, this is what I want to give you, it is the persistence of the water that finally breaks through the mountains. ”

The pure white noodles, which gradually become longer, make Erica have to rotate to control them or they will fall to the ground.

The noodles rush like water, as if a hundred rivers return to the sea, and finally gather in the sea, a vast area.

In the ocean, the efforts of the empty goblins are gathered, but they are all in vain!

As long as there is hope, as long as you persevere, you will definitely see miracles! Your efforts are by no means in vain, I will inherit your efforts, and even your share will continue to work together. Even if we are just an insignificant drop of water, one day we will reach the ocean, and then, one day, we will ride the wind, step on the waves, and step into the sky!"

It's like a pure white ribbon, dancing in Erica's hands!

Erica brandished the pure white noodles, as if she was dancing in some strange way.

"It's beautiful!"

Even Vera, who prefers handsome looks, can't help but be sincerely admired.

"It's really, it's beautiful!" said the Sky Elf silently as he closed his eyes.

It's not cute, it's beautiful. Although petite, this time, the empty fairy felt that Erica, who was working hard to make food, was very beautiful, even if there was no long noodle decoration, the serious expression on Erica's face was enough to make her cute and beautiful.

That beauty is not the beauty of the face, so you don't need to see it with your eyes.

The river of pure white noodles finally flowed towards the pot as if it had returned to the ocean and reached the sky.

The white river finally flows into the sea of fish soup.

Even if it's that long, it's just one stick. If you have only one noodle, it will become delicious, so if you do one thing for one goal with all your heart, can it become a miracle?