Not a Witch

"Humph."

Jena is not the kind of irrational person. After several trials and tricks, she gradually realized that it is difficult for her to defeat the person in front of her.

Want to run away?

But what about the people in the yard now? Most of these people watched her grow up, and many of them can be said to be half relatives.It's still a little hard to accept her leaving.

At this time in the courtyard, there were not many people still standing on Jena's side. Although they had good strength, training speed, and willpower, it was a pity that the number of extraordinary people was too small.Lund is good at military training, but even his extraordinary practice is only average.

It is already not easy to reach Sequence 5 by yourself. It is really impossible to ask him to teach others. This requires a wealth of knowledge and experience.Not everyone is like Lorraine Hill, who has obtained almost a complete inheritance of a dynasty from the very beginning, and knows all kinds of knowledge and taboos like the back of his hand.

Therefore, among his subordinates, except for a few Sequence 3 captains, most of them stayed at ordinary people or Sequence 1.When he left, Xue Te sent his men to do the future, and naturally did sufficient intelligence investigations, with great confidence.

"Miss, let's run first, they won't do anything to us, after all, they still want us to work for them." An older mercenary next to her said to Jiena, and then took a few people to stand there temporarily In front of a swordsman.

"But..." Jena was still hesitating.

And the swordsman on the opposite side wouldn't stop there. The long sword in his hand had a faint black light, and he swung it wide open and closed a few times, and directly cut down the few people who blocked the way with his weapons.

Then the black light long sword slashed at Jena. Just as Jena was about to raise the knife, she felt the knife in her hand suddenly heavy. She didn't keep up with the movement and was sent flying.

After the long knife was released from her hand, it flew aside and stuck directly into the wall, and then she also rolled to the ground, with a thin gash cut by the sword glow on the cheek near the ear.Blood slowly flowed down from it.

"enough!"

Just when the swordsman was about to capture Jena, a voice sounded from the gate.

A man with sword-like brows walked in, and the mercenaries who had taken refuge before all lowered their heads, not daring to look at this man.He pulled out the long sword at his waist, a flash of white light flashed like a fright, swept away the swordsman, and stood in front of his daughter.

This man is Lund.

"You came back so early." The recruited swordsman frowned. Today's meeting is not so easy to end.

"Of course I knew someone was here, so I had to come back early."

Lund slowly laid the sword across his chest.He did go to the meeting, but he also left a reliable eyeliner, so that even if he was in the meeting, he could know the situation here, and then rushed back quickly.

Under his sharp gaze, those mercenaries who took refuge lowered their heads a little remorsefully, not daring to look directly at this man.

"Since you have chosen your own path, I will not stop it. From now on, you don't need to call me the leader. Let's go our own way."

Then the man asked his subordinates to rescue the injured and the living. Looking at the blood and motionless corpses left in the courtyard, his brows frowned.

"If Lord Lund is willing to join us, Lord Xuete will ask the best priest to heal these people." The magnetic swordsman continued.

"Join?" The man raised his eyebrows.

"Then what do you think of my brothers who are desperately resisting? In the end, you have to work for your enemies."

"Do you take this as a joke?"

"Do you not treat us as human beings, or are you too good at being human?"

"It's ridiculous."

Looking at the man with sword eyebrows, the swordsman's expression also slowly changed, showing some uncontrollable anger.

Isn't it just that more than a dozen people died? It's so righteous to say that when you fight as a mercenary, you never die. These men are just consumables.

It seemed that he couldn't be gentle this time, he secretly sighed, and then raised his hand again to let the halberd behind him prepare.

Seeing that the opponent was about to strike again, Londe also put his hand on the hilt of his sword, blocking the middle of the courtyard.

clap clap.

The sound of clapping palms sounded from a wall in the courtyard, attracting everyone's attention.

"Master Lund is indeed a rare warrior." The man sitting on the wall was wearing tight-fitting trousers and a coat, and was holding a harp in his hand. He seemed to be a bard who appeared out of nowhere.

"Bayer?" The swordsman looked at him with some surprise.

"Exactly."

He jumped off the wall and into the courtyard. "Actually, Lord Shemos, who I follow, is also very interested in Lord Lund."

He bent over to salute, and then showed a smile. There was a platinum ring next to the bard's ear.

Shemos is also a giant in Beacon City today, and his strength is not much different from Xuete.

"Don't worry, whether Master Lund joins or not, we will help you treat these subordinates."

"Thank you, Lord Shemos." Londe nodded slowly to the bard.

"Based on your words?"

The magnetic pole swordsman's expression was obviously a little bad.If the bard is really successful in recruiting, then how will he face Master Xuete when he returns.Said that he messed up things and lost the most important person?That grown-up is not a good-tempered person, even he is sometimes worried.

"Go." Thinking of this, the swordsman stopped hesitating, and let his men behind him go straight forward, rushing over, preparing to capture Lund and his daughter alive.

"I made you laugh." The bard turned around to make the people on Lund's side retreat quickly, and then whistled.

The sound of smashing through the air came from above the heads of the crowd, followed by a rain of arrows falling into the yard. The black arrows, the triangular arrows, pierced into the bodies of the halberd fighters, hit the stones on the ground, and emitted dense waves of arrows. There was a tinkling sound, sparks came out.

After a round of arrow rain, many halberdiers were injured by arrows and could no longer move.

Seeing this, the bard continued to call nearby reinforcements and took the rest of the people out of the courtyard.

As for the swordsman who lacked helpers, it was difficult for him to stop Londe and the bard alone, so he could only insert his sword into the stone slab in hatred to vent his displeasure.

Chapter 55 The Land of Floating Clouds

Clanthia, County Needle.

Lorraine Hill also ushered in a short rest after listing the plans that Clancia will initially implement in the next five years.

And during this time, the mine in Ned County also started a large-scale search for underground earth-piercing worms, preparing to wipe out these special monsters and eliminate future troubles forever.

Where Lorraine Hill lives.

This is a courtyard near the mountainside outside Iron Felt City.

The wooden house is built on the hillside, and it is a little quiet under the cover of the woods. Birds pass through the forest, chirping cheerfully under the shade of the trees, occasionally dropping branches, and looking curiously at the house below.

The cool breeze in the forest blows in through the gaps in the window grille, bringing the unique coolness in the forest.A silver-haired girl sat up from the bed. She was wearing white pajamas, leaning against the head of the bed, covering her mouth with her hands, and yawning silently.

Lorraine Hill looked at the forest in the morning light outside the window, shook his still drowsy head, leaned against the head of the bed, and closed his eyes slightly for a nap.

Yesterday, she looked at those past materials, and it was very late without knowing it, so that the time to fall asleep also became later.

Fortunately, I haven't lived in the city recently. If those fanatical admirers know that Lord Sage also sleeps late, that would be terrible.

Although everyone knows that His Highness the Sage is also a human being, unknowingly, people will always deify some people who worship too much, thinking that they are omnipotent, no matter which side they are, they are the best.

But in fact, as long as it is a human being, there will always be some small shortcomings, and there will be times when you feel sleepy and doze off.

It was also for this reason that Lorraine Hill did not live in the city all the time, but moved to this small courtyard outside the city.Because it will be a lot quieter, and when she is tired of being a great sage, she can occasionally be herself, a girl who likes to bask in the sun and take a nap occasionally.

People always need a quiet and relaxing moment, so as to adjust the accumulated emotions, fatigue, and so on.In this way, a good state can be maintained for a long time.

The girl sitting at the head of the bed was weaving in her mind the reasons for being lazy occasionally, so she slept for a while with peace of mind.

It's a pity that a certain rabbit-eared girl didn't know what Lord Sage was thinking at the moment. She pushed open the door of the bedroom where Lorraine Hill was resting, and saw that the girl was already half up, leaning against the head of the bed.

Seeing the sleepy appearance of this sage girl, Mira showed a slight smile on her face, and then brought in a plate of food and placed it on Lorraine Hill's bedside.

"Good morning, Your Highness the Sage." She came to the head of the bed, pulled the quilt around the girl, and then woke the silver-haired girl with a soothing voice.

Lorraine Hill rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, looked at the girl with rabbit ears in front of him, and said.

"Good morning, Mira, ah~" She covered her mouth and yawned again.

"This is today's breakfast." Mira supported Lorraine Hill, then brought the plate to the girl and showed her.

"This is something you taught us to do, remember?"

Lorraine Hill looked at the square and round thing in front of him, and blurted out two words.

"Steamed bun."

Mira shook her ears in confusion, because these two words are not the current lingua franca, and she couldn't understand them.

"Nothing, I just lamented that it was shaped like something in my memory."

Lorraine Hill stretched out his hand and gently touched these little guys who were still emitting heat.

White, soft, with a layer of smooth skin on the surface.That's right, it's white steamed buns.

"Try one, Mr. Sage." Mira promoted the breakfast she just made this morning.

"Ah."

Lorraine Hill picked up one of them, put it in his mouth, took a bite, and a slightly hot gas filled the mouth, followed by a slightly sweet taste.

It was indeed steamed buns. Although it had been many years, she could still remember the texture and taste.A long time ago, she also talked about some food recipes in the spare time of teaching in the forest. She didn't expect that after all these years, the things that were mentioned casually at that time were actually recorded in detail by this rabbit-eared girl, and she even succeeded in experimenting.

After the promotion of Lorraine Hill, there are now a lot of wheat planted in Crancia, most of which are produced, but most of them are still made into bread.

Because bread is easy to store.

Baked bread, if not eaten, will become hard when it is slightly dried.So much so that in her memory, people often ridiculed that bread from a certain country could be used as a weapon.

Steaming steamed buns is a different idea, which requires special cooking tools.

Eating steamed buns, drowsiness gradually subsided, and Lorraine Hill slowly woke up.

At this time, Mira also took the plate back, leaned over and said. "Then I'm going out first, Mr. Sage, please continue to rest."

Then she stood up, exited Lorraine Hill's room, and closed the door again.

This rabbit is uneasy and kind, obviously you woke me up, Lorraine Hill thought in his mind, and slowly got up from the bed.

After changing into her usual clothes, she sat down at the desk again, took out a large piece of paper, and spread it on the table.

Touching the slightly yellowed and slightly bumpy surface of the paper, she picked up a pen and sketched a large and clear drawing on the paper.

The sails are like fish fins, layered on top of each other, and they are divided into two sides of the olive-shaped hull. Hanging below is a boat-like pod, and the tail is erected, like a fish's tail.

The overall shape is full of fantasies and medieval assumptions, just like Da Vinci's whimsical ideas, a romantic airship jumps off the paper.

Humans in the twilight era discovered the magical effect of the anti-gravity circle, and based on this, they built a new kingdom in the sky.

Cities are like islands, floating in the sky, and these airships made of wood pulp and sails, like swimming fish, travel among the clouds and travel between cities.

The world above the clouds, the country where it never rains, the environment where sunny days and starry nights alternate.

In the early days of Twilight, everything was full of romantic feelings, and the earth at that time was like a new and uncultivated world.People drive the original aircraft made of wood and sails, shuttle in the sky, dive through the clouds, and explore the primitive and wild land.