118: An Acquaintance
Evelia was also quite puzzled. Just now, Amya had been clinging to her like an octopus, so how did she suddenly vanish? She looked around in confusion and finally spotted Amya's figure in the busy crowd.
At this mont, Amya was standing in front of a movie tent that had been mostly set up. She held a crispy wafer snack that she had swiped from sowhere and was eating it while watching with interest as the practitioners busied themselves adjusting the projector.
Wait, did this guy run off just to steal food from the supplies?
Looking at the half-eaten wafer in Amya's hand, Evelia felt sowhat exasperated. This shaless angel, how could she snatch food from children?
"Hey! Amya!"
"Hmm? What's wrong, Eve-Eve? Why are you glaring at like that?"
Evelia walked forward in frustration and snatched the wafer from Amya's hand, glaring at her with a face full of bla. anwhile, our Miss Angel couldn't quite figure out what was going on. Suddenly having her snack taken away by Evelia and being glared at like that, she felt super aggrieved and could only look at Evelia with pitiful eyes.
"If you're angry that I'm eating alone, I actually grabbed two more. Do you want them?"
Amya tilted her head, then pulled out two more original flavor wafer snacks from her pocket while Evelia stared at her in shock.
Seriously, girl, stealing snacks ant for the children's supplies is one thing, but how did you take more than one?
"Hmm, you don't like them? I also have white chocolate ones."
"..."
"Um... Miss Amya, may I ask where these snacks are from?"
Jasmine had also walked over at this point, looking rather awkwardly at the wafer snacks in Amya's hand. If these were really snacks for the children, then Amya's behavior would truly be quite shaless.
"Hmm? These are small snacks prepared by the venue for people participating in the activity. Why do you ask? They're separate from the supplies, specially provided for filling hunger. Of course, if the children want so, they can co get them too. Quite a lot was prepared here! I just felt a little hungry, so I ca over and grabbed a couple."
Amya blinked in confusion, not quite understanding why these two were suddenly acting so strange.
"What's wrong?"
"Uh, well..."
Evelia realized she had misunderstood Amya and imdiately felt a bit guilty as she shifted her gaze away. At the sa ti, from the corner of her eye, she actually spotted a large box filled with various kinds of snacks in a corner of the venue, not far from where they were standing. Just as Amya had said, there was a piece of white paper attached to it with the words "Free Supply" written in large characters.
"Eve-Eve! You didn't actually think I was stealing the children's supplies, did you? Am I really that shaless in your heart!? Waaah... I'm so sad now!"
Amya looked at Evelia's guilty expression and imdiately understood what her earlier reaction had been about. She put on an extrely aggrieved look and cried while shaking Evelia's hand, complaining to her.
"Um... sorry, Amya. I misunderstood you..."
"Hmph! What's the use of apologizing? If apologies were useful, why would we need the police?"
Amya pouted her lips, clearly throwing a little tantrum.
"Then... what do you want to do?"
"Take a bath with tonight!"
"You... fine, but no touching!"
"Deal!"
Watching Amya's "I scored big ti" expression, Evelia suddenly felt a chill down her back.
This girl... will keep her promise... right?
While Evelia was bargaining with Amya, Jasmine took the opportunity to look around a bit more. Her gaze swept across the orphanage buildings. Since the Church had overseen the construction, most of the buildings here had a slightly religious Western architectural style. There was even a clock tower situated in the northeast area of the orphanage. All of this gave Jasmine, a genuine foreigner, a strong sense of familiarity.
However... for so reason, every ti Jasmine looked at that pure white clock tower, she felt an indescribable sense of strangeness.
Jasmine stood still in place, her eyes slightly narrowed as she gazed at the clock tower in the distance. Suddenly, her expression changed. As if she had sensed sothing, she subconsciously covered her chest.
"How... is this possible?"
"At this ti... it shouldn't be acting up at all... why..."
"Cough, cough..."
Jasmine's face turned slightly pale. She coughed lightly a couple of tis, her eyes looking sowhat unfocused.
"Is sothing wrong, Lady Saint? Are you feeling unwell sowhere?"
Father Harrison, who was not far away, noticed Jasmine's abnormality. After giving a few instructions to the practitioners busy at his side, he hurriedly walked over to Jasmine with a sincerely concerned expression.
"What's wrong? Is Miss Jasmine feeling unwell?"
At the sa ti, Evelia, who had just finished coaxing Amya, also walked over to Jasmine's side, looking at her with so worry.
Mages didn't get sick easily. The magic within their bodies could ward off most illnesses, even suppressing conditions like cancer to so extent. But conversely, if a mage did fall ill, it would truly be a life-threatening serious disease.
What's more, Jasmine was the Church's Saint. She practiced God-given Magic of the holy attribute. The holy attribute itself was the attribute most closely connected to life, making it even more overwhelmingly effective than other attributes' magic when it ca to warding off illness and prolonging life.
"Don't worry, I'm fine. I just happened to choke a little."
Amid everyone's concerned gazes, Jasmine quickly returned to her usual deanor. She smiled faintly at everyone, as if demonstrating her good health to them.
"I see. You scared . I thought you were sick, Jasmine."
"I'm really fine. No need to worry about . Also, Mr. Harrison, you must still be very busy over there, right? Don't let hold you up."
"Haha, in that case, I'll continue..."
Father Harrison laughed and responded with a couple of words. Just as he was about to return to his work, a very young voice that sounded quite familiar to Evelia ca from not far away.
"Uncle Harrison! I've brought the things you wanted!"
"Oh good! Little Zhang, you're just in ti! Help move the things over here, will you?"
Huh? This voice is...
Evelia's mind stirred. She leaned out slightly from behind Harrison and looked in the direction where the voice had just co from.
In the distance, our classmate Zhang Anran was walking toward them at a leisurely pace, holding a large package wrapped in white cloth. Just as Evelia spotted him, he also noticed Evelia glancing his way. The young man's expression froze slightly at first, then visible delight appeared on his face, along with a trace of slight panic.
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