Not a Witch

"Yixue, do you want to come and try it? Currently, the exterior has been completed, but the interior soul gem needs to be reconstructed. We have to wait until we get back."

Looking at the puppet in Lorraine Hill's arms, Yi Xue nodded, and then flew into the beautiful puppet.

The puppet that was originally a still life in her arms suddenly came alive, trembling slightly in the girl's hands, then broke away slightly, and slowly stood on Lorraine Hill's lap.

Yixue Green moved her body, tried to raise and lower her hands, then walked a few steps, and then bowed slightly to salute the night spirit on the opposite side of the campfire, with a kind of elegance that continued from her own.

Seeing this villain moving, Ye Ling became more interested, and there was a fondness in his eyes that couldn't go away.

"Can I hug her?"

"I have to ask Yi Xue about this." The girl put her wristband on the side of the doll to prevent her from falling suddenly.

"No." The doll in his arms blinked his eyes and eyelashes, expressing his rejection to the little dragon lady.

"Oh...why doesn't Sister Yixue let me hug you?" Ye Ling propped her head on her knees.

"Because I like Lorraine better." The doll girl chuckled.

"Oh, well, actually, I also like Sister Luolan." Ye Ling couldn't refute this, so he could only give up temporarily.

As the night deepened, the three of them chatted quietly around the campfire, and then began to eat grilled fish dinner, and occasionally some laughter spread to this summer night.

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After leaving the frozen lake where Yishegreen lived in seclusion, Lorraine Hill returned to the Maple Leaf Garden again. During this time, she had to rebuild a suitable soul gem for Yishegreen to accommodate it, and then she had to give it to the puppet. Enchanting, which takes a lot of time.

While the girl was busy with these things, Ye Ling and Dai Ju started their big adventure in the forest.

Drift down the river valley, go to the forest to find the big waterfall, glide between the peaks, look for the treasures in the ancient caves, challenge the Warcraft lords who are entrenched on one side, and continue to move towards the direction of the Mountain of Sighs.

After adapting to the life in the forest, this little dragon lady is quite reluctant to leave. She usually spends the night outside with Dai Ju. Only occasionally when Lorraine Hill informs her, she will come back to have a big meal, and tell the girl what interesting things she has encountered recently. fun thing.

For this reason, Lorraine Hill specially prepared a sturdy diary for her, a book bound with extraordinary paper, allowing her to write down her experiences and discoveries during her visits.

"In this way, it will feel very meaningful, and I will not forget where I have been and what I have experienced in the future."

After listening to Lorraine Hill's proposal, Yeling expressed that it was very interesting, so he began to carefully record the big and small things encountered in this wild forest.He even used that soul-drawing style to draw maps and explanations that only he could understand.

"With this, I won't be told by my brother that I'm not doing my job properly when I go back. Let's play all day long, haha."

Yeling, who seemed to have gotten a treasure, held the book above his head, bid farewell to the silver-haired girl under the maple tree again, and greeted Dai Ju, who was also playful and sleepy, and set off into the forest.

Text Volume Chapter 73 Winter is Coming

The Canghong Empire, the northern leaders.

After the extremely cold winter night, this land has not ushered in the promised warm spring and summer, and the bitter wind and snow are still blowing between the mountains and forests.Although it is already July, most of the territory is still only more than ten degrees, which is far from warm.

The center of Hanye collar, Ice Needle City.

This is the coldest and remote city in the empire. It is located in the northern border, close to the Mountains of Sighs, and after crossing the ridges and forests in the north of the Cold Leaf Territory, there is a sea of ​​floating ice chips.

In the lord's castle, thick candles lit with pine wax were placed on the table, illuminating the snow-covered figures in the room.

The lord Tucson sat at the head of the long table, wearing a thick armor. Under the bright silver armor was a solid black cotton layer. Although it seemed inconvenient, it also gave people a mountainous thickness.

"This snowstorm is expected to last for a long time, not just this month, but next month, this year, and even the next year." There were still a few icicles on his thick beard, which slowly melted away in the candlelight.

After hearing this sentence, the dozen or so thick-armored knights present also fell silent. Only the hot air from under their noses from time to time showed that everyone's hearts were not so stable.

"Winter is coming..."

In this extraordinary world with mana, the cold and heat will be more obvious and changeable than the previous earth.The cold wave is not just a short-term cooling, but a large-scale cooling that lasts for several months or even years.And it's not just the first time something like this happened in the North.

"This time I'm going south again to buy food. Fortunately, the population in our territory is not large, and the food we need is less." Tucson put his gauntleted wrist on the table and tapped it lightly.

"The south of the empire is not stable now, who is willing to buy food?" He asked the knights in his territory.

Purchasing food is not an easy job, not to mention how to cross the thousands of miles of rugged mountain roads and pass through many other noble fiefdoms, and even the money for purchasing food is often not sufficient, which tests the means of the executor .

Cold leaf collar is not considered rich, and there are not many things produced here, so it cannot provide sufficient funds.

Although in normal seasons, everyone can live a stable and orderly life, but once this kind of time comes, they will become tense and critical.

After Tucson finished speaking, the knights below fell into deep thought, constantly analyzing the impact of this incident.

They are all vassals of the Viscount Tucson, owning villages and small manors or small castles in their names, and they are the lowest nobles in the empire.

If he accepts this task, the lord will generally not assign him and his family other tasks for ten years after completion, and will take care of the younger generation.

However, such a task is by no means easy. If it is not completed well, it will not only face the dissatisfaction of the lord, but also the complaints and anger of the people.The northern border was no different than the southern part of the empire. In the harsh environment, people's lives would be lost at any time, and they would not tolerate the anger in their patience.Maybe one night, a group of people will rush into your small castle and manor, set fire to you, and kill you with swords.

In the history of the local area, such things have happened several times, and in order to appease them afterwards, the lord is not good at dealing with these rioting people, because this land is really short of people and cannot withstand killing.

A dozen or so knights in thick armor were silent. After a few minutes of thinking, many of them thought that this task was extremely difficult, and taking it rashly might only bring disaster.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Lord Tucson tapped his fingers slowly, and his dark blue pupils slowly swept across the faces present. Most of these people were 40-50 years old, with brown and black beards, and wearing different styles of armor. At this moment, some looked at the table, some looked at the candles on the table, some looked at their rough palms, lost in thought, and no one answered.

In this regard, Tucson is also well aware that the situation this time is different from the past. Now the situation in the empire is unclear, and several uprisings have broken out in the south. Steady news came.People were panicked for a while, even he, the lord who stayed in a remote corner, received a lot of messy and unclear news from his relatives.

Some people say that the Duke of Raven began to dispatch troops to forge weapons and armor, while others said that the Griffin family in the west began to plan to restore their country and prepare to break away from the empire. Those who have the blood of descendants alive are the ones who should be on the throne. People who were loyal to the crown prince in the past are secretly active again, spreading rumors that are not good for the Eckerman brothers.

"In order to survive this cold winter, I am going to sell some of the treasures of the past and get together 1800 extraordinary gold coins. I don't know if there is any loyal knight who is willing to go." Tucson spoke again, telling the conditions of his preparation this time.

Hearing these words, these knights finally changed. Their eyes were no longer focused on the tabletop and pine candles. Some people turned their heads and looked up at Lord Tucson.

They began to fall into a new meal of analysis and hesitation.

Finally, three knights raised their hands.

"I would like to serve Lord Tucson." Then they pushed away the heavy wooden chairs and stood up. Amidst the sound of armor rubbing, the three pressed their arms on their chests and bowed to salute.

"Then there are a few of you." Looking at the three of them, Tucson nodded slowly, then called in the clerk, and began to prepare the contract, documents and other necessary things.

The pine wax candles in the room were still burning, emitting a little black smoke and rosin, but the atmosphere was much more relaxed at this time, and some knights began to communicate with each other in low voices, feeling relieved.

Looking at the appearance of these people, Lord Tucson shook his head slightly, stopped speaking, but turned his gaze to the window of the gray rock, the coniferous trees all over the mountain were covered by snow, and only some of them could be vaguely seen under the pile of snow on the branches. black.

The pure white snow-covered world does not mean beauty in the eyes of the locals. They will not be surprised by such a huge snowfall like the people in the southern part of the empire, but will feel bored and depressed.

Snow on the tree branches, snow on the road, snow on the haystack, snow on the roof, snow in the field, cold and freezing snow for hands, ice that does not melt on the ground, foggy frost on the window, condensation in the water tank hard surface.

The cold penetrates into every corner and every crevice of life, cutting your body like a knife, making you painful and sober, soberly aware of your own smallness and powerlessness, the gradually drowning despair and suffocation.

Facing the slowly approaching winter solstice giant, the local residents could only hold on to the warmth left at hand, struggling to meet the test of the cold winter through prayer and extreme thrift.

Text Volume Chapter 74 Tears of the Phantom Witch

After spending most of the month in the forest, the time slowly enters the second ten days of July.

Lorraine Hill was going to Emenas in August. Before that, she wanted to ask Tides some questions, so she took out the pendant that Tidess had left for her.

Today, she, Yi Xue, Ye Ling and Dai Ju went to explore the forest in Maple Grove, and they probably won't be back until 2-3 days later.

Standing in the courtyard illuminated by the evening sun, Lorraine Hill took out the pendant and let it float in front of him, and then slowly recited the agreed spell. Slow forming.

The pendant gradually floated to the center of the magic circle. With the help of the magic circle, a lavender brilliance began to glow on it, and then the breeze began to blow, rotating around the pendant, and an invisible ripple spread from the pendant to the unknown distance. .

The silver-haired girl standing beside the magic circle still closed her eyes and chanted softly. The dress on her body was swaying in the breeze, and the cuffs were rolled up, revealing some slender wrists.

So again and again, until about seven times, Lorraine Hill gradually stopped the magic circle.

The pendant contained the weak power left by Tides, if it was her, she should be able to sense this weak fluctuation.

Slowly opening her eyes, the girl looked at the setting sun in the distance, and estimated that even if Tidess sensed it, it would take some time for her to come over. Should she prepare some snacks first to entertain this senior witch.

She turned around, opened the wooden door, and was about to go back to the house to tidy up when a familiar voice suddenly sounded from behind.

"Are you looking for me, little Lorraine?" A blond-haired and silver-eyed witch in a black dress slowly floated down from the air.

"Senior Tides." Lorraine Hill turned her head in surprise, did this witch come so quickly?

"Let's call me older sister. Seniors always feel a little old." Tidess lifted the hair from the side of her face and looked at the silver-haired girl.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, and little Lorraine feels that he has matured a lot." She walked into the door beside Lorraine Hill ahead of time, swept it lightly, and then sat down gently on the sofa.

"But seeing that you are still alive, I am relieved. This time you called me suddenly, I thought it was some unexpected situation, so I used some special means to come here." As a witch who has lived for a long time, what she said There are not a few means available.

"Sorry for worrying Sister Tides." Lorraine Hill brought two glasses of juice and placed them in front of Tides.

While drinking the juice, Lorraine Hill also quietly looked at the Phantom Witch who remained unchanged. For some reason, this Witch seemed to be more stable than before, or to put it another way, she was less fond of teasing her and Joke emotions.

"You're so sensitive, Lorraine, you noticed my mistake so quickly." She saw through the girl's observation of Tides in an instant. After all, this person has too much experience.

"It's a pity that I won't say the reason." She shook her head lightly, a hint of teasing flashed in her silver pupils.

"Okay." Lorraine Hill had no choice but to lower his head, stirring gently with his hands.

"This time I came back to the Western Continent, and I received an invitation from the Sages Association. They hoped that I would go to Emenas. It seems that I have something to discuss with me."

"Go." After listening to Tides, she directly said the choice.

"I know, you may not know much about the sage, and you may be on guard and uneasy." She continued to add.

"But in fact, the sage will not be in the situation you expected." She shook her head again.

"Who do you think those great sages are?"

"They are the most powerful existence among humans, elves, and all races. Most of them have lived for a long time and have their own ideas and wills."

"Such people will not be easily bewitched by others, or take orders from someone. They will unite unless there are some major events that are related to the survival of all ethnic groups, or have the same ideas, and they are usually a loose organization."

"For us witches, although these people are powerful, they are no strangers. Many of them are grown up by us watching them step by step."

"So I can tell you directly that although the current members of the Sage Association are far less powerful than in the past, fortunately, the newly promoted members have been screened and assessed layer by layer, and most of them have higher Moral and caring people."

"After the turmoil more than ten years ago, taking advantage of the few years when it lost its power, the Sage Association carried out internal purges, all the rebels were dealt with, and a large-scale exchange of blood was carried out later. Therefore, they invited You and I can roughly guess the reason, so don't worry."

"So that's the case, thank you Sister Tides." The girl nodded, and the doubts in her heart were cleared away.

Immediately afterwards, she thought about the plan to be gradually implemented in the next few years, and hesitated whether to tell Tides.

After hesitating for a while, Lorraine Hill raised his head again, looked at Tides, and asked hesitantly, "Does Tides understand the experience and thoughts of Dorothy, the time-space witch?"

After Tides heard the name, she was slightly stunned, and then calmed down.

"Dorothy...that's an unforgettable name." She didn't speak directly, but picked up the juice in front of the table and stirred it gently.

Looking at the broken pulp floating in the light red liquid, she answered Lorraine Hill's question.

"I remember, and I know what Dorothy is thinking." Tidess sipped the juice lightly, and then exhaled lightly.

"The future of Ivar's world is not stable. Many witches are well aware of this matter, and a few sages in the past have also learned the truth through certain channels."