Not a Witch

Angus got up and greeted Lorraine Hill, then left.

Watching the father and daughter leave, Roland Hill also became interested in Verga.

Verga was part of the Westwind Kingdom many years ago. As a coastal province, it has developed trade and many good ports.

Duke Verga is generally a title that can only be obtained by the king's brother. In a certain internal struggle in the kingdom, the royal family was divided. At that time, Duke Verga was killed, and his subordinates were afraid of being liquidated. .

Due to the developed sea trade, these big businessmen have their own fleets and guards. Several forces united in this way, and finally defeated the army that came to suppress, so that the West Wind Kingdom had to recognize its independence.

But businessmen are doing business after all, and they don't want to make the relationship so dead.

Therefore, Verga still belongs to the West Wind Kingdom in name, and will pay a lot of gold coins every year to appease the royal family of West Wind.

But in fact, Vilgar is now managed by the guild of the business alliance. The members of the guild come from the major chambers of commerce. They balance and restrict each other and discuss matters together.Everything is aimed at making money, so it is quite dynamic.

After Roland Hill finished eating the delicious ice cream, he walked around the city again and found an alchemy shop in Seabuckthorn City.

"Hello, do you want to buy something, or order it?"

A clerk in dark blue overalls stepped forward to ask.

"Can I take a look first?" A girl's light voice came from under the black hood.

The clerk looked at it a little, and the dress and clothes should not be worn by ordinary people, so he stepped aside and guided the girl to the showcase.

"Hello, what are your needs? I'm not boasting. Our Blue Precision Workshop is the most powerful alchemy workshop in the West Wind Kingdom. In stock, you can also state your requirements and let our alchemist make it exclusively for you."

"Are you the most powerful in the West Wind Kingdom?"

Roland Hill looked at the rows of medicines that were no more than black iron on the counter, feeling that the other party was bragging.

"Of course, our workshop not only often supplies the military, but sometimes the royal family also asks us to order something."

Speaking of this, the clerk felt an inexplicable sense of pride, and his face was about to light up.

"Did you know that in the hall of the West Wind Palace, there is a big bell with a height of three people, and there are 24 delicate brass figures in it. Every time it is on time, one of the little figures in beautiful clothes will come out beating gongs and drums. Tell the time, and then switch to another one at the next point. They have different shapes and shapes, and even the ambassadors of the Green Empire are full of praise."

"Is that clock made in your workshop?"

The clerk gave an expression like "You know it well," and was very satisfied with the girl's question. Then he began to brag about how beautiful and delicate the clock was, not only telling the time accurately, but also providing lights at night.

Sounds great, but isn't it just a clock?Lorraine Hill thought.

The precise parts and structure of the clock make outsiders seem to have a sense of ignorance, which can be very intimidating.

In the girl's memory, mechanical watches have been gradually eliminated by the times. The mechanical watches of several thousand yuan are not as accurate as the electronic watches of 5 yuan on the street. The only use may be a luxury that highlights the identity.

But the most representative work of a workshop is actually a luxury that is not very useful, does it mean that its direction is beginning to be skewed.

No longer paying attention to the bragging of the clerk, Roland Hill looked around the store carefully.

Most of the products are luxury goods with little use but beautiful appearance, such as hollow balls that can float on the chassis, ducks that can tell the time, crystal slippers that can change colors, capes with light and shadow effects, and so on.

Really useful things, Roland Hill only saw a bronze-level longsword and three phantom sound potions. The others were either of little use for black iron or purely decorative luxury.

[Phantom Voice Potion] (Ordinary Bronze Level): Can change the speaker's voice for 1 hour.

This potion is very useful, whether it is to simulate various sounds to seduce or intimidate in battle, or to beautify one's voice in performances or speeches, it can be used in many scenes.

Chapter 35 The Revolt Breaks Out

Roland Hill is thinking about whether to come up with some [Blood-activating Potion] to sell, because this kind of potion does not require extraordinary abilities to make, and it is also very simple for her.

"Are you buying potions?" Roland Hill took out a crimson glass tube, the pure red rippling slightly. [Blood-activating Potion] (Perfect Bronze Level)

Hearing this sentence, the clerk's face changed subtly. He thought it was a big customer, but it turned out to be a wild way to sell medicine.

Ordinary workshops will not buy potions, because the source of the potions is unknown, and if something goes wrong, their reputation will be greatly affected.

"Does this lady have an alchemist qualification certificate?"

"Uh...no." The girl shook her head.

"I'm very sorry, we don't accept things of unknown origin."

The clerk's face turned a little arrogant.

"Ok."

The girl lowered her head and took back the potion in her hand. In fact, she still has several kinds of potions on her body, many of which are silver and gold.

It's not easy for ordinary people to make money, I sighed in my heart, and then walked out of this alchemy workshop.

Let’s go to Verga to see. The business there is more developed and there are many rich people. Get an initial capital first, and then you can talk about it.

After talking with Angus today, Roland Hill also learned about the various problems of the West Wind Kingdom, and no longer has any hope for this country that is addicted to luxury and pleasure.

Three days later, the girl got on a carriage that went south and headed to the Verga Business Alliance.Looking out the window of the carriage, there were some barren fields beside the road, and a few farmers who I saw occasionally looked numb, their eyes darkened, and they slowly turned the soil in the fields.From time to time there are riders with leather whips to urge the supervisor, and even malicious whipping.

Looking at this sad scene, Roland Hill shook his head, retracted his gaze, and no longer looked out of the carriage's window.

"It's very miserable." Seven or eight people sat on the traveling carriage, and a young man opposite the girl said.

"I used to live like this." He looked out the window with a look of memory.

"In the southern part of the kingdom, many people secretly cross the border to Verga every year."

"The remaining farmers are few and far between, and a lot of land is deserted."

"Those nobles in the city don't care about this, they have to collect no less than a cent of food and taxes every year.",

"The people below, if they don't work themselves, just supervise the farmers to work all day long, and they will be beaten if they are lazy. Only in this way can they barely survive."

"In this case, it will collapse sooner or later, right? The rest will be even more difficult, constantly escaping or breaking out." The girl said suspiciously.

"Yes, but this situation will change soon." The black-haired youth said firmly.

"How to change, those nobles won't change their style so easily, right?"

Roland Hill didn't quite understand why the young man in front of him was so sure.

"You'll understand after a while."

The young man showed a mysterious smile, and there was a kind of fanaticism and worship in his eyes.

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North Westwind Kingdom, Nedshire, early morning.

There are countless wooden towers built on the endless wilderness, each tower is lit with a huge bonfire, the firewood is burning crackling, and under the towers are neatly arranged gray tents, but this is not the case. focus.

In the middle of the wilderness stood about 5 warriors in black armor. They were arranged in a neat square formation. Without saying a word, they stood up solemnly, waiting for orders.Flags of various colors and coats of arms flutter slowly in the thick morning fog, representing the countless families and people of the area.

In front of the vast school grounds is a high platform built of boulders, and more than a dozen figures in armor are also waiting quietly.Some of them are the small nobles of Nedshire, some are soldiers of the kingdom, and more are civilians in this land.

Today, they are not gathered here to play, but to carry out a major event related to life and death. This is not only related to the existence of the various families present in the future, but also directly affects the future of tens of millions of people in Ned County. destiny.

That's right, they're going to raise their banners today and launch uprisings and rebellions against the centuries-long rule of the kingdom!

It is not that they chose their destiny, but that the thousands of people in Ned County chose them. These mountain people who have lived on this land since ancient times are bold and uninhibited.Since the kingdom conquered this place, digging mines and excavating boulders, Ned County provided a lot of steel and precious metals for the rise of the kingdom, but the people here did not get corresponding returns after hard work and hard work, and most of the profits were lost. The great nobles of the kingdom are divided, and more and more tasks are assigned to Ned County.

These industrious mountain people risked their lives to dig in the dark mines, just to feed their wives and children and let their elderly fathers eat better.But that little wish, which was nothing more than that, has now been cruelly broken.The West Wind royal family has raised the tax rate again. This year, they will turn over more ore and steel to build armor and equip the army to suppress civil unrest. If the number is not enough, they will be convicted and beheaded, and this becomes the last piece of bending the camel. boulders.

A man in all-black steel armor stepped onto the stage. He took off his helmet, revealing his face, and there was a scar on his left face.This man who looked mature and fierce was Pullman.

Pullman, the once naive teenager, has now become steady and powerful. He held a great sword, inserted it upside down on the stone platform, and then slowly glanced at these determined warriors.They, like him, were born and raised in this land, and today they will risk their lives for it.

Pullman took a deep breath, and then a loud voice spread throughout the wilderness.

"My compatriots in Nedshire, today, we are here to tell the world!"

"The mountain people of the Ned Mountains are free and unrestrained. They will no longer bow and submit, they will straighten their spines, and they will wash away hundreds of years of oppression with iron and blood!"

"Since we were born, we have been forced to obey. The kingdom treats us like stubborn dogs, nothing more than that, and we have been tortured by ruthless rules to this day."

"Those who are called lowly and are ridiculed as idiots covered in black and ashes. If this is the case, then we will turn into beasts in the dark and take back what was stolen."

"Tread ridicule and shame underfoot."

"Even if we are greeted by brutal slaughter."

"We also have to fight the trapped beasts, tearing a way of survival with blood and teeth!"

The curtain on the high platform was also lifted at this moment. On the huge blue banner were three golden morning stars, and under the stars was a book, surrounded by patterns of two ears of wheat.The morning sun rose, breaking through the fog and gilding the brand-new flag.

The dozen or so leaders on the high platform were all from this land. They were standing behind Pullman and watching this solemn scene, raising their right hands and swearing with the compatriots present.

"I hereby swear to form brothers who live and die together with the compatriots present, entrust my life and back to each other, and fight for the future of the Ned Mountains until death!"

The crisp sound of drawing the sword came one after another, and the sound of the oath resounded through the sky.

Chapter 36 Killing scene

The carriage caravan carrying passengers was traveling on the bumpy gravel road. The arterial road between the West Wind Kingdom and Verga was fairly smooth, and the caravans that had passed by all the time had made deep dents one after another.

In this era, the shock absorption effect of carriages is not very good, and the road is not very smooth, so the passengers sitting in the car are a little swaying along the way.

After the initial freshness, the passengers in the car also began to fall asleep, some closed their eyes and rested, and some simply leaned on their seats and snored.

Roland Hill lowered his head and looked at a long letter in his hand, which was sent by a rabbit in the Tissilan Mountains with a silver-winged warbler, reporting some daily situations in the mountains recently.

The silver-winged warbler is a monster of the original Sequence 2. It is small in size and has gray feathers. The edge of the wings gradually turns into metallic silver. This kind of bird flies very fast, and its size is small and difficult to detect. It is used as a messenger. It could not be better.

Before leaving, she taught Kanda some military formation techniques and knowledge of military strategy, hoping to train a group of officers.After that, unless the farming season is busy, let the rabbits organize military training. As long as they are adult rabbit ears, they must take turns to participate.

So that every rabbit can have basic military literacy, and no longer run around in danger, this has made Roland Hill a lot of effort.

Sometimes they will find some Sequence 3 Ash Bone Violent Apes as their sparring opponents. This kind of monster has thick skin, inaccessible swords, and huge strength, making it an excellent target for actual combat drills.

After reading the progress of the recent plans, Roland Hill put the letter away and put it in the lined pocket of his robe.

At present, everyone's training atmosphere is very high, perhaps because of sufficient food and better life, the courage of the Rabbit Ears is also much greater than before.The current military strength of the Tixilan Mountains is still the guards of various cities, and a small number of magical beasts. The large army is actually only under preparation.

Just when Roland Hill was still thinking about what style of legion to form, the carriage suddenly stopped, and there was a burst of exclamations and noises from the front.

"No, there is an accident ahead, and a lot of people died." A big man in the car in front ran over, opened the door, and shouted loudly.

The people in the car were a little flustered and got out of the car one after another.

A convoy of five carriages carrying passengers stopped by the side of the road, many passengers had already got off, and a group of people surrounded the front.

Roland Hill also walked over curiously and heard a burst of noise.