Not a Witch

Reward = money, money = end this time of handicap as soon as possible, which made the girl feel a little excited.

"You don't have to rush to refuse first. I know that Karites is very rich, but the reward I gave was a recommendation letter from Emenas College."

Mrs. Filia opened the drawer and took out a black delicate envelope, shook it in her hand, and continued.

"With her, you can study at Emenas, where there are the world's top extraordinary masters, the richest knowledge and courses in all walks of life, and geniuses from all over the world, so many wishes can be realized. The land of dreams."

Mrs. Filia continued to be seduced.

"I have to think about it." Lorraine Hill shook her head slightly, she is not the kind of person who is easily tempted to lose her mind.

"Well, you don't have to make a decision now, just give me an answer tomorrow afternoon." Mrs. Filia arranged it with understanding.

"This opera collection is for you, I hope you can appreciate the charm of music and drama."

Mrs. Filia took out the thick book with the red cover, and Loren Hill curiously opened it. It recorded the famous legends and stories in the world of Ivar, not only about opera-related content, but also with exquisite illustrations. fine.

After Loren Hill left "Blossom Beach", he walked on the road and thought about it, recalling the description in the chamber of commerce records.

The shining Emenas, the students who came out of it, participated in various countries and organizations. It is no exaggeration to say that the extraordinary high-level executives in this world basically came from this academy.If it can affect the students of the college, it can affect the next generation of the whole world.

The two heroes who came out there are also the most widely circulated legends on the mainland.

The legend of the wind and the moon, the red and white princes, the white prince Roland, and the red prince Yalin.

Like two shoots growing out of a seed, originating from the beautiful ideal of Emenas, creating two world-famous countries.

The country of the west wind with galloping white horses, the country of emeralds where the moon shines brightly.

Chapter 89 Burning Fire

Hopelander, headquarters of the Nissos Chamber of Commerce.

On weekdays, the gate of the courtyard, which is constantly coming and going, is now full of protesters. Most of them are employees of wineries and other workshops, and their daily life is extremely difficult.

Generally speaking, after the chamber of commerce becomes bigger, for the sake of reputation and long-term consideration, the treatment will be much higher than that of the small chamber of commerce, and the reputation will be better.

But the Nissos family is different. Not only did the pay not rise, but the working hours were longer, and there was basically no time for holidays.

Especially since Finerton started to take over family affairs, he has recently developed a new wine, which has attracted many new employees. If they are just a little tired from work, these people are not unacceptable. Where is it not?

However, recently, after working in the new winery for a period of time, some people gradually deteriorated physically and even went crazy.At first, everyone thought that those people were not healthy, but as more and more people had accidents, everyone began to suspect that this new wine was poisonous. The guy caught the warning and suppressed it for a while.

But in the end, the paper could not keep the fire, and the incident was exposed on this day. Many employees began to claim and protest, but the Chamber of Commerce turned a deaf ear and sent thugs to disperse the crowd.

Until recently, a young man named Grete organized everyone, united with the employees of more than a dozen workshops, and went on strike to protest. Now the Nissos family can't stand it.

In the face of the scene of the collective protest of hundreds of people.The Nissos family also has some hurdles. It's not that they can't beat them, but that it will greatly damage their reputation in the business alliance.It will also violate many laws and regulations on the surface, which is difficult to hide.

"Lord Felton, it's not good. After the Aroni Chamber of Commerce heard that there was a problem with our new wine, it has refused to continue to buy it. Not only that, other companies have also begun to return it."

Snapped-

Cups and tea sets were swept to the ground, making shattering sounds.

"Didn't the alchemist say there is no problem before?" Felton shouted angrily.

"Where are his people?"

"My lord, that alchemist said a month ago that he was going to find new materials, and then left for a few days to purchase..."

"Then what?" Felton glared angrily.

"Then...never saw him again," the servant below replied tremblingly.

"Idiot!" Felton kicked over.

The front-end time Fenerton introduced a new wine at the banquet. He called it 'Suma', which means the legendary wine. After drinking this wine, there will be a slight hallucination, and you can see the beautiful scene in the dream. The Nissos family said that this wine is completely non-toxic and not addictive, so it has been launched and immediately loved by some high-class people.

It is not only a kind of wine, but a kind of enjoyment. If it weren't for the exposure of the winery this time, the Nissos family could make several times the profits of previous years with this.

But things didn't work out, the secret of the new wine was exposed, and orders from each family were no longer sent, and they began to ask for returns. Not only that, the orders for other wines of the Nissos family were also greatly affected, and all kinds of orders began to change. few.

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Since the victory in the northern battlefield, the war in the West Wind Kingdom has entered a stage of raging fire.

"put!"

With the order of the uprising officer, the throwing baskets of a dozen tall trebuchets rolled into boulders taller than people.

The dull and sour sound came out. Under the action of lever mechanics, the gears and the wooden frame slowly turned, and the boulders were continuously accelerated, and then thrown high, whistling through arcs in the air, heavy Smashed on the city wall, the stone chips splashed, like the wrath of the gods.

Archers in red and blue burqas stand on the city wall made of brick and stone, constantly throwing rain of arrows from the city wall more than 20 meters high, and the arrowheads in the sky are like locusts.

Beneath the city walls were the rebels wearing black burqas, and countless banners of gold stars on a blue background fluttered on the ground.

boom--

With a loud noise, a lot of dust was shaken off the heavy Atsugi city gate, and some steel rivets began to loosen.

Outside the city gate, the battering rams made by the five people and the thick logs they were holding were lifted by a group of strong men.

Although there were shields next to him, the falling rocks and bows and arrows on the city wall still fell mercilessly.But when one person falls, another person will immediately step forward and continue to carry it up.

The desolate horns kept blowing, and batches of warriors sang ancient battle songs and went head-on.

……

Songs of mourning travel thousands of miles. Running in the wilderness is the insurgent army waving stars and flags of wheat ears. The blue-backed and gold-patterned flags are hunting in the wind. Faces covered with wind and frost are galloping on the mountains and fields, just to save the world. The spark of hope spread to more places.

They do not expect the revolution to be achieved in their own hands, but this does not mean that what they have done is meaningless, but at least they want to tell those who are as oppressed as they are, in this sinking and dark world, There are still torches of hope that burn violently, banishing darkness and indifference and bringing forth a bright and warm dream.

It is a world of equality and dignity, a world that can break the shackles of oppression, a real and beautiful world.

"There has never been any noble blood, why are they born high above!"

Clerical officers wearing star badges stood on high places and shouted loudly. In the fields, in the mountains, in the square, and in the tavern, they read the lofty dream to every people in the West Wind Kingdom, which countless people yearned for. The world, it is a world full of flowers.

"The world is not all sunshine and rainbows."

"It's a place full of vile filth."

"It doesn't matter how innocent you are."

"It will still beat you down brutally."

"And let you never stand up as long as you don't resist."

"If you know your worth."

"Then try to fight for your own worth."

"Instead of accusing others of saying that you can't be who you want to be."

"Blindly complaining and not changing, that is the behavior of cowards."

"But, you're not a coward!" they roared.

"You are better than cowards!"

The audience under the stage was shocked. Most of them were the poor at the bottom and working farmers.The long-term life has made them cold and numb, like stubborn stones in the field, their hearts are cold and dull.

But today, these stubborn stones were struck with sparks, an impulse that had been suppressed for a long time finally began to emerge from the bottom of my heart, and the blood gradually boiled.

"Crancia. Hooray!"

At first there were only one or two, then three or four, then more and more people joined in, and finally a surging and unanimous voice sounded under the sky.

"Crancia. Hooray!"

Chapter 90 A Hero's Dream

"Gret, are we really okay with this?"

Bud stood in the striking crowd and looked at Grete, who was a few years older than himself.

"No problem, don't worry, even if they want to arrest people, they will only arrest me and not expand. After all, they still need people to work."

"Aren't you in danger then?" Bud was a little anxious, it was rare to have such a good friend.

"Haha, I have my own way. There's always someone to do these things, right?"

"Well, in fact, everyone has such a mentality. They always think of others to stand up for them, and it's fine if they don't get hurt." Grete said this and sighed a little.

"We all want to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, constantly obey, and dare not resist. Just like this, we take one step back and one step back until we give up everything."

Grete looked at the dazzling sunlight in the sky, covered part of it with his fingers, and a small amount of light poured from between his fingers, like a light passing through a dark canyon.

"Individuals are lonely and weak, but if they unite, trust each other, and warm each other, they will gain great courage."

"I'm not fighting alone."

"This sentence is simple and simple, but it makes me feel very at ease. Maybe this is the power of unity."

Bud looked at Gretel silently. In fact, he didn't know much about the concepts and principles, but he also had dreams about heroes with many ordinary people.

As the troubadour preached, when a crisis strikes and a desperate situation arises, there is always a hero who is incomparably powerful, breaks everything, subverts everything, and saves everyone.

When he was a child, he often hid in the corner of the tavern, listening to the stories told by the poets who played the strings. Under the dim lights, those poets could always tell wonderful stories from their mouths, dragons, princesses, knights, magicians, a The characters are so alive, as if they too were sitting in the pub, drinking ale, and talking lightly about the adventurous life.

It's a pity that those days are long gone. He is no longer the boy who eavesdropped in the tavern in the countryside. He came to the big city to pursue his dream, like a calf hitting a hard boulder, and his head was bleeding until Now, I slowly understand that I am incomparably small and fragile in this world, and the word hero has long gone.

If I hadn't met Gretel, I'd probably have been lost and confused forever, Bud thought.

"Thank you, Gretel."

"Huh? Why do you suddenly say that, do you want to leave first?" Gretel was a little surprised, and the protest was not over yet.

"It's nothing, thank you for helping me get back the robbed salary before." Bud looked at Gretel and smiled. Although his face was not good-looking, he seemed very natural and frank at this time, which made others not very good. Mind his appearance.

"Well, it's nothing, aren't we friends?"

"Well, you also need to say thank you for your friend's words." Bud insisted a little.

The long protest was over, and the Nissos Chamber of Commerce sent people to negotiate. At the insistence of Gretel and others, the final representative said that the treatment of employees would be improved. The previous new winery would be closed, and employees who were sick would also receive a compensation. .

After getting a satisfactory answer, the crowd protesting the strike slowly dispersed, and Grete was surrounded by everyone, cheered, and then fell again. After that, everyone chose a restaurant and celebrated.

Unfortunately, too many people came, and the restaurant could not sit at all. In the end, the group simply set up a bonfire by the sea and bought bacon, fish and wine.

They sat together, some recounting their heroic experiences during the day, joking and complimenting each other, and bursts of laughter from time to time under the night sky.

Bud also sat with them, sitting on the ground, grilling the sea fish, responding with a few words from time to time, and exaggerated laughter.