Not a Witch

Putting a clean white paper on the table, Lorraine Hill picked up the pen, thought for a while, and then began to write delicate words.

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Dear Teacher Philia:

Thank you for your concern.

I am aware of the concerns you describe in your letter.I'm sorry that I haven't contacted you for such a long time, and I didn't practice singing well, which disappointed you (.)

However, during this period of time, I have visited many places in various parts of the mainland and saw many scenery, including the beautiful birch forest in Shiraki County, the secluded and deep mountains in Ned County, the stepped land in Cold Rock County, and the wind blowing four fields on the prairie. , the grass is low and the beautiful scenery of cattle and sheep appears.

In addition, the warm sea breeze and exotic customs of the Southern Islands also make me nostalgic. There are giant birds with wings spread nearly [-] meters, shells that change color in the sea, and so on.

The mountains on the Baiya Plateau will be coated with a layer of gold in the morning light, and the snow-white peaks will reflect a dusty beauty under the sunlight, making people sigh the magnificence and greatness of the world.

So you don't have to worry about me getting stuck in my corner and losing interest in the world.

about future plans.I am still in Sanctuary, and I should go back to Clancia to work for a period of time after I graduate to experience and feel the laws of social operation.

Afterwards, he might go to the east for a walk, or continue to the south, visiting every island in the Southern Archipelago, heading for the frozen continent.

As for the hobbies and work you mentioned, well, I don’t hate singing, but I’m still not used to expressing my emotions in front of strangers.So I guess I won't take singing girls as my main occupation. If I really want to say, farming is actually quite suitable for me. (Writing here, Lorraine Hill also smiled)

If I want to travel, I will definitely bring some things I made, and I can sell some candies and potions along the way as travel expenses.

If you are fighting, you will still practice this frequently.As you said, after everything has the power to protect itself, you will have more leisure and leisure to do other things.

After this explanation, you should not have to worry about it.

(After a brief pause, Lorraine Hill writes her signature at the bottom of the letter.)

——Your bad student, Rochelle.

Because this letter was sent to Rothschild, it would be inappropriate for her to write other names when replying, so it is better to fill in Rothschild instead of Lacey or Lorraine Hill.

After sealing the letter paper, the girl picked up a few things on the side.

Among them, the blue gemstone contains many extraordinary skills and career advancement routes that can be used by the diva lineage.If you follow it forward, you can finally become the Diva career of Sequence 7.

The other few albums are easy to talk about. These are the pieces composed by Mrs. Filia recently. It is said that they were influenced by the songs they heard in Hopeland.

Looking at the line scores with clear handwriting, Lorraine Hill knew that these booklets were written by the teacher himself, and felt a warmth in his heart again.

She took out the lyre lyre she had bought from the ring in the storage, sat in the room, plucked the strings lightly, and a burst of beautiful notes floated out.

There are no lyrics in the score, only the faint emotion flowing, like the warm glow of the sun, and like the flowing water under the small bridge, quiet and distant.

Listening to the notes played by the strings in his hand, and the light of the setting sun shining on his body through the glass, Lorraine Hill seemed to be soaking in the warm ocean.

Until the sunset burns all over the sky, until the bright moon rises into the treetops, until the night wind blows through the curtains, and the insects sing all over the field.

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Three days later, the notice from the Adjudication Department finally came down.

Lorraine Hill came to this dark and damp underground again, but compared to the past, she was not so scared, and she didn't feel disturbed or worried.

It was as if there was a warm flame burning quietly in her heart, giving her a burst of warmth from time to time.

Led by a member, she sat in a remote room and waited.

About half an hour later, Keus walked into the room, holding a thick file bag in his hand.

"Miss Rosier has performed extremely well during this period of time. Several team members have given you high praise. It seems that I have found the right person."

"As for the follow-up content of the work, because of the need for confidentiality, I will not tell you any more. And your current task has also been completed."

"Here is a lot of information about the chaos disaster stored in the Judgment Division. You can take it to watch, but you must not take it out of here."

"Don't be too anxious, and you don't have to read it in a day. You can come and read it at any time within a month. We will prepare a small room for you."

"Well, that's it, thank you for your assistance."

Chapter 110 Eight Patterns Under the Dust

After Keus left, Lorraine Hill sat in this small room, untied the string on the document bag, took out the stacks of yellowed papers, and carefully and carefully read them.

These paper pages do not seem to be the original ones, but were copied by people later on, but I think so, they are supposed to be kept in the safest place, and they are usually not taken out. As long as the records are true, they are not original. Not much difference.

Most of them are scattered records, only one of which is carefully bound together.

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Where did the chaotic vortex come from, where did it lead to, and what kind of monsters were those distorted shadows.All this is what scholars of all ages have wanted to know.

As the scepter priest of the Copper Candle Palace in the church, I have more opportunities to get in touch with those classics than many colleagues. In my spare time at work, I have read almost all the classics in the church.I have reviewed all of them in detail, except for a very few secret notes exclusive to the Pope.

I have to say that in the period of chaos and catastrophe more than 1000 years ago, the confusion of historical materials is unimaginable today. All kinds of fantasies and inferences are mixed in the real and one-sided records, which are confusing. It took me nearly 40 years to find out From the vast sea of ​​text, all kinds of unsubstantiated, contradictory, and factual information were slowly removed, and the broken information was gradually pieced together into a vague pattern.

Where does the chaotic vortex come from.

This question goes back to the unknown gap after the Twilight Age and before the Age of Dragons and Giants.Although there is no record of its cause, it can be inferred that it must be related to the ancient people, and they have strengths that we have never imagined.

And where does the vortex go.

Many people say that its bottom is a lightless hell full of evil, the other side of time and space, another world.But the only one who really entered the vortex and returned was the Seraphim.Although she didn't say it clearly, the heroes around at that time recalled that after the return of the archangel, there was only more loss and unspeakable sadness.

Maybe it's not a lifeless hell without light, but it still can't be called a wonderful world.

What exactly is the twisted Chaos Shadow.

This question is the most misunderstood and the most said.There are all kinds of inferences, such as the darkness of human nature, the chaos of unconsciousness, the lost and fallen souls, the people abandoned by God, and so on.

But put aside these factors about the mind and good and evil, and explain it purely from the power and extraordinary system.They are undoubtedly a special form of 'virus'.This 'virus' will infect the surroundings and gradually destroy the surrounding environment, but for it to proliferate, it must have the existence of a soul.

As we all know, the higher the level of intelligence, the stronger the soul, and intelligent life such as humans, orcs, and elves are its prey and food.

They will fundamentally destroy a person's consciousness or soul, causing it to become irreversibly disorganized and distorted, and finally shattered into scattered, unconscious, twisted, new chaotic phantoms.In other words, these chaotic phantoms were originally the souls of intelligent creatures, that is, the residues of human nature.

After determining its essence, it must be easy to guess where the disappeared ancient people went.

Although it is not 99% correct, at least a considerable part, even [-]% of the ancient people fell into this strange 'virus'.

Didn't the ancient people resist and resist?

Presumably there must be, and those resistances turned into substance may be the origin of angels.

As a life that particularly emphasizes the purity of the soul, their existence seems to be turning their souls into transparent and flawless bricks, and then building an indestructible crystal castle from them.

One is turbid, one is clear, one is scattered, and one is solid, just like the two poles of concepts, opposing each other.

Was the angel's act successful?

Although I admire those ancient people who found another way to create such an extraordinary sequence, I still have to admit it.The angels still failed.

Maybe they have an advantage in quality, but compared to the hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of times of enemies, their resistance is just a drop in the bucket.

I guess, the birth of an angel is not easy, on the contrary, it is very difficult, so that many ancient people disappeared in the world before they could take this road.

Subsequent research further supported my conjecture.

The emotions of low-level angels are not "lively" or very rigid. They seem to lack some emotions. This allows them to maintain themselves when facing the phantom of chaos, but this method is extremely blunt. The order of the high-ranking angels.Just like those fanatics who don't have the ability to think, some pastors believe whatever they say.

This is a comfortable thing for the pastor, but it may not be a good thing for him, it means losing himself.

We have no way of knowing whether these numerous low-level angels became like this voluntarily, or were forced to be like this.But what is certain is that this really works. If one day in the future, the world once again falls into an irreparable crisis, our church will also have to think about whether to take similar measures.

Not all life can maintain courage and reason in the face of fear and disaster, and for the survival of the race, we must not give up those effective extreme methods, even if we become eternal sinners.

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Lorraine Hill kept flipping through the pages, frowning from time to time, and sometimes stretching, until he finally sat at the desk, motionless.

She stroked the dark text on the rough paper with her fingers, feeling a lot of emotion in her mind, but she didn't know where to say it.

Sighing, regret, sadness, or loss to the past human beings, many complex emotions slowly linger in the mind and heart.

She once thought that maybe those angels were the human beings left over from the distant era, but she didn't want this small expectation to be broken.Many low-level angels, I'm afraid they can no longer be called alive.

They have no social skills, can't do things that have nothing to do with combat, and don't have any other hobbies, even emotions.

Only the few seraphim still retain their wisdom and emotions, but they also fell, fell silent, and were seriously injured in the chaos of disaster.

After looking through the most important records, the remaining materials are not too new, and what is described in them is nothing more than some supplements, or reference sources for this material, etc.

Finally, at the end of the material, a thin sheet of paper is scattered from it.

Lorraine Hill picked up this worn piece of paper, on which were written several things that had been unearthed in the ruins of the evening. Unfortunately, these things are now preserved in the Pope's Hall, and most people can't see them at all.

And there is a familiar existence among the girls, a three-dimensional, divided and very standard prismatic cylinder.If you guessed right, the first cylinder should also be a device for storing data in a certain base in the twilight era.

It seems that the current pope has to be accommodated, but has the pope been elected now?

Lorraine Hill slowly closed the page in his hand, thinking about the current status of the church.

Chapter 110 Nine

It's already July, and even the high-altitude holy mountain of Karen Riel is gradually feeling a burst of heat that is hard to dispel. Only the night can be slightly cooler.

After leaving the Judgment Department, Lorraine Hill returned to the Aquarius Palace.

Walking on the path between the peaks, you can see the scattered and sparse lights on the opposite or lower mountain wall, dotted between the dark night and the peaks.

Although you can see a few figures swaying and walking, but because they are too far away, their voices are difficult to reach here. Only the torches planted by the roadside occasionally crackle.

The ashes after burning had a faint smell of burnt ashes, and with the flames, they drifted over the bottomless mountain stream and disappeared into the empty night.

Perhaps because of solving many previous doubts, Lorraine Hill felt a little more relaxed in his heart, and even his pace was a little faster.

Opening her arms, she took a few quick steps on the path close to the mountain wall, and then she jumped straight down.

The cool air in the night washes over him, causing the clothes on his body to fly and make whirring sounds.She flies in the air like a bird.

There is still a long distance from the Aquarius Palace. Without the giant eagle, it is still too slow to walk back.

Although it may cause a burst of surprise to be seen by others, but there is no way to help it.Thinking so, Lorraine Hill sped up his speed again.

The robe on his body was slightly moistened by the cold dew in the mountains.About 20 minutes later, a slender and beautiful figure slowly landed on the Aquarius Palace halfway up the mountain, which is a remote corner of the Aquarius Palace.

Lorraine Hill tidied up her messy hair and clothes before walking towards her place of residence.

At night, there are still lights on in many buildings, and a few nuns are walking in and out.Some were laughing and talking about today's interesting things, some were discussing which cosmetics and perfumes were better, and some were complaining about too few holidays and so on.