Lu Xier added from the side.
Hitzfeld asked Peko some more details and confirmed that it was the tsunami - strictly speaking, it was the victory over and survival of the tsunami that led to the baby boom, which resulted in so many children being born at the same time.
Looking at Xia, the woman also frowned.
They all realized that a new problem had arisen at this time, that is, could the root of the series of cursed events happening now be traced back to eighteen years ago? Was it related to the tsunami that invaded?
The curse had been dormant for decades before it erupted, and there were precedents for this. But a tsunami... if it was just a tsunami, how could it have such an impact? What could be hidden in a tsunami?
Unfortunately, Peko could barely be considered a member of that baby boom. She only reached adulthood a few months earlier than her brother and didn't know much about this period of history.
Hitzfeld planned to wait for Knight Blue to come back and ask her in detail.
She had a hunch that this tsunami might not be a natural disaster.
After agreeing and comforting Sister Peko, and saying that she would do her best to cure her brother, another nun came with Salt Lake Wine after a while.
Salt Lake Wine is brewed with water from a freshwater lake on the back of a crater, but it is called this because it is often polluted by sea water.
The alcohol content of this stuff is really high. Hitzfeld tested it and determined that the alcohol would be digested by herself in about 25 minutes, and then she would quickly become drunk and even see two shadows when looking at people.
"First... help me back to the room..."
She gave orders to others with a big tongue.
"Don't move anything here... Xia, record the data..."
"Tomorrow... I'll continue to deal with it tomorrow..."
Then she fell headlong into the woman's arms, unable to move her thoughts or toes.
Chapter 19 Incense Making Two-in-One
The next day, Hitzfeld got up from the bed naked and looked at the person beside him with some disbelief.
This body cannot handle alcohol, and will stagger around after a little bit of it. However, due to insomnia, it cannot fall asleep or faint. Its body is paralyzed but its consciousness is still a little clear.
If she were to put herself in his shoes, Hitzfeld would definitely not be able to help herself if the woman fell into this kind of "dbuff" state. Even if she excluded the "revenge" factor, she would not be able to help herself, because she liked her in the first place.
But Xia didn't touch her.
Well... I can't say that I didn't touch her. After all, my body sweated a lot after being drunk, and I had no chance to take a good shower due to the long journey. But last night I was dragged into the bathroom and rubbed carefully by someone else.
But that was all. After carrying her out, Xia Yibing said nothing. She just used her as a pillow as usual and fell asleep on the bed.
It's impossible to say that she wasn't a little touched - Hitzfeld was no longer an innocent girl, and she certainly knew how intense the fire hidden behind the action of "carefully trimming her nails along the way" was.
Being able to hold it in under such circumstances is not simply due to tiredness, and it cannot be explained away by using the long journey as an excuse.
"I underestimated you a little bit..."
Bending over, he picked up a bunch of silver-gray hair and scratched the woman's face. Hitzfeld was very happy to see that the other person frowned in her sleep.
It’s enough to tease her to this extent. After all, I’m not wearing any clothes now... I’ll be in trouble if she wakes me up.
Hitzfeld got out of bed naked, still wearing only his outer boots, walked to the corner, dragged out his big suitcase, opened it, and began to search for the clean clothes he had brought with him.
She found a set of conservative white underwear and put it on first, then took out a pair of black stockings, and then remembered what the fish stall owner Jindu had said, so she threw them away and replaced them with white ones. After spreading them out, she silently stretched out her feet and put them on.
Bartlett Beach is still a little cold at night, and it's only hot for a few hours from noon to afternoon. After thinking about it, she decided that a pair of pantyhose was necessary.
Next... She would definitely feel embarrassed to wear the black skirt again. The locals all wore white, and she would be out of place in black. It would also be too conspicuous if she stood on the street... She rummaged through the closet for a long time and finally found a white skirt, but it was not satisfactory, it was a robe skirt.
It is something that can be seen as a robe and also as a skirt - strictly speaking, it is a robe. When a man wears it, it is a robe, and when a woman wears it, it is a skirt.
"When did I install this thing?" Hitzfeld spread out the robe towards the window, staring at its style and frowning slightly.
The skirt has a water blue line edge and a circle of compound patterns on the bottom edge. Two circles are embroidered with blue and black thread, and inside is an embroidered pattern of magnolia.
The cuffs are wider than those of ordinary skirts, much wider. The fabric at the waist is hidden and folded and stitched. Even when it is spread vertically, you can see its strict requirements on the body shape. There is a circle of lace vertical stripes sewn on the chest, and a very simple imitation lining neckline, there is nothing mysterious about it.
She claims to have a good memory, but she doesn't even remember having such a dress.
How could I have accidentally stuffed it in if I didn't even have it?
"I bought that for you." A woman's voice came from behind.
Hitzfeld was startled and turned around quickly, covering most of his body with his robe.
"It's not like I haven't seen it before..." Xia Yibing wanted to laugh, but when she thought about it carefully, she seemed to have no chance to appreciate the beauty of the girl in the daytime. The look in her eyes became hot and fiery again.
"What do you mean you bought it for me?" Hitzfeld asked her, "...Is it based on my size?"
"Yes."
"When?"
"When we stopped at Luoshan, I went to buy you a newspaper and snacks. I saw a clothing store nearby and the most eye-catching item hanging there was this one, so I bought them as well." Xia Yibing said while laughing, "You should thank me, otherwise you wouldn't have a white skirt."
"..." Hitzfeld was at a loss for words to refute for a moment. She unfolded the robe and looked at it over and over again. Although she always felt that something was strange, she couldn't tell what the problem was.
Just try it on and see for now.
Glaring at the yawning woman, Hitzfeld turned around, lifted the hem of his robe and put it on.
This is easy, after all, it is a robe-like garment. Just stretch out your hands and expose your head from head to toe.
Standing in front of the mirror and taking a look, I have to admit that Xia has good taste. This white dress suits her very well.
Especially the invisible seams at the waist, with four neat pleats on the front left, front right, back left and back right, which fit her waist perfectly, leaving just a little gap for her to bend over.
The vertical stripes on the chest are obviously designed... After straightening the fabric, it doesn't feel tight and uncomfortable. The same goes for the sleeves, which feel tight on the top and wide on the bottom. They feel light and fluttery when you walk...
Hitzfeld admitted that she was gradually beginning to like the dress. She stood in front of the mirror and swayed for a few more seconds, completely unaware that Xia Yibing was laughing beside her.
She was in such a good mood until she went to close the box and found a strange-looking hood in it.
"...Can you explain to me what this is?" She threw the hood on the bed, her face completely black.
Of course she could tell what it was…it was clearly a nun’s hat!
When matched with the robe, this skirt becomes a special style of nun's uniform!
What motivated you to buy her this kind of clothes?
Bastard! Pervert!
"This is well thought out." Xia Yibing picked up the hat and played with it as if it were a glove.
Hitzfeld turned to look out the window and ignored her.
"Really." Xia Yibing raised her eyebrows and analyzed it carefully for her: "You were so busy investigating the case that you didn't pay attention to the local customs and practices here. Or I...ah, I just remembered it when I saw this skirt. Otherwise, you would have nothing to wear and would have to buy coarse cloth clothes locally."
Hitzfeld pouted.
Motives aside, she was right about the latter point. Given the conditions in Bartlett, there was definitely no such replica clothing available for purchase.
Although she doesn't mind changing into a simpler dress, who would be unhappy with herself if she could wear something more comfortable?
"That's not a reason." But she didn't intend to forgive the woman so easily. "No one is forcing me to wear white with a gun. Connie is also wearing a black robe. I don't think anyone is gossiping about her!"
"Does Connie need to run around? She's just staying here to see the patients." Xia Yibing spread her hands. "If you plan to go out to sea to salvage bodies later... you've been out to sea before, do I need to tell you how uncomfortable a black skirt is to be baked?"
In the end, she simply jumped out of bed naked, hugged the girl and started to coax her, finally calming her down a little.
The main reason was that the style of the skirt was really nice. Without the matching hat, it would not be hard to tell that it was a nun's uniform. After being persuaded by her for a while, Hitzfeld finally put it on.
The small braids on the sides of her face were loosened and braided again, and a thin aqua blue hairband was handed to her from the side.
He even bought a matching headband, and you still say it was all planned!
Giving the woman a vicious look, Hitzfeld grabbed the hairband.
Half an hour later, she appeared in front of Sixus with a brand new look, causing the latter to stare at her frequently.
"This skirt looks nice. Did you buy it in advance? That's very discerning."
"The headband is nice too, it's well matched and you have good taste. You look good in a white dress too..."
"Shut up." Hitzfeld walked right past her.
"Don't talk to me again."
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Sixus scratched his head as he looked at her back.
What's going on? Isn't Aisuen always polite and well-mannered? Even in the most dangerous moments, he didn't act like this. What happened last night...
"Hey, Connie~" Xia Yibing just came downstairs and greeted Xixus when she saw her. "How was it? How did you sleep?"
She swore that she was really kind and caring about others, but Sixus took a step back, stared at her with a creepy look, shook his head, and ran away.
Did I offend her again?
Leaving Xia Yibing completely confused.
When Xia Yibing arrived at the makeshift laboratory, she saw Ms. Feti and Knight Blue were both there.
Everyone was munching on the pancake - a kind of fish pie with all the bones removed from the fish meat and mixed spices stuffed into the pancake. After being baked and puffed up, it was full of heat and fragrance when you take a bite.
This was probably breakfast. The woman didn't hesitate to take it. Seeing a plate of pancakes on the table next to her, she walked up and picked up one.
Hitzfeld kicked her heel subtly from behind, but she didn't mind. Instead, she turned around and looked at the girl, eating with big mouthfuls of relish.
"You want to know about the tsunami eighteen years ago. There's not much I can say about it..."
As it happened, Knight Blue was reporting while eating: "After all, I was not very old at the time, and was taken by the adults to escape... I only remember seeing the raging waves, almost 20 meters high, and everyone was running madly towards the northwest ridge. Only by running across the northwest ridge and using that side as a barrier could we survive."
"Then your parents..." Hitzfeld gave up chasing the woman and turned the topic to a more serious one.
"Oh!" But Dailin Blue didn't mind. Instead, she looked cheerful: "I don't remember much about my parents since I was a child. They took me with them because I was young. Later, they couldn't find my parents. They probably died in the tsunami."
What does it mean to not remember things about your parents... Is it possible to forget such a memory?
Hitzfeld didn't understand, and after careful questioning, he learned that the female knight was not very smart when she was a child - or in layman's terms, she was very stupid, the kind of stupid that was truly mentally retarded. She didn't even respond when others called her, and she could never remember the images of her parents.
"Anyway... maybe I saw too many deaths and suddenly I got enlightened. When the sea water receded and we returned to the town, I woke up at that moment. I suddenly felt that I was too stupid and dull before." Dailin Blue took another bite of the biscuit: "Then I... you all know what happened next."
"So you were a fool before, and suddenly you became smart?" Sixus mocked her while eating a cake, "I don't think you are that smart."
Smart or clever...
Hitzfeld glanced at the female knight.
The other party also noticed that she was being looked at, and did not dodge, but responded with a broad grin.
Ah, this smile with freckles is quite silly... But someone who can complete all the courses in the Knight Academy at the age of 14 can't be stupid. Maybe this is just a case of great wisdom in disguise...
"Anyway... after that, I've always remembered everyone's kindness."
The female knight's voice deepened.
"It was everyone who saved me and gave me a new life. The so-called genius, the Golden Knight... If someone hadn't pulled me along, taken care of me, and given me food and drink, I would have definitely died standing there like a fool..."
She didn't say it very clearly, but everyone could hear the subtext - this is why she insisted on returning to this remote place to work after achieving success.
It's not just about homesickness, it also includes gratitude.
“It’s a very noble thought.”
Others were too embarrassed to comment directly, but unexpectedly it was Ms. Feti who spoke up.
"If everyone can think this way, then we don't need to be afraid of those evildoers. No, it should be said that there will be no evildoers at all."
"I'm more curious about another point." Hitzfeld had to interrupt her, otherwise if Fetti continued, she would soon have a teacher's habit and talk endlessly, "Why doesn't the town move?"
Feiti was stunned for a moment, then began to frown and think about this question.
"It can't be moved." Dailin Blue shook his head. "Remember the ruins I mentioned... Indeed, many new generations stand on the side of outsiders and don't believe that they came from the bottom of the sea. However, there are still some people in the town - especially some old people who believe in this... There is nothing you can do."
A settlement of 60,000 people is only a town in Sara. Anywhere else would be a small town. In some remote places, the entire country is just a castle enclosing a piece of land, which may not even have tens of thousands of people.
Even if so many people want to relocate, it is not possible to do so easily. On the one hand, there is trouble. On the other hand, the ancestral land mentality is at work. Many elderly people with traditional ideas are unwilling to leave.
Big tsunamis are not very common. The last one was 18 years ago, but what about before that? The first recorded one is half a century ago.
There aren't always such super disasters. The craters on the seabed also serve as a barrier. Most of the years, the high and low tides don't affect the town too much, so of course they don't care.
They chatted and ate cakes at the same time. After they finished, Sister Peko brought a basin of water and everyone changed the water to wash their hands. Hitzfeld began to browse the manuscripts brought back by Feti and the female knight.
It's very messy... and very little. Most of the records are discontinuous and can't even be pieced together into a complete paragraph. The only valuable thing may be a hand-drawn picture, which shows the cave ruins described by the female knight.
The densely packed hollow cavities seemed to be embedded in some kind of rock wall, and they really made one's scalp tingle at a glance.
"Gone?"
