Not a Witch

"Except for some aggressive and timid chambers of commerce, that is, you poisonous snakes in the woods can be so keen."

Compared to before, Viscount Moruo will calm down now.He leaned on the back of the chair, crossed his hands in front of him, raised and lowered them from time to time, analyzing and thinking calmly.

"'Blindfold', 'Blindfolded Man' or 'Fire-Eyed Warbler'? Other small organizations can't afford to support such a good player as you." He said a few names, and then asked to check his weapons and belongings .

Several guards held the adventurer down, and then kept searching, and placed things neatly on the ground, including small hooks, ropes, flints, daggers in boots, small magic crystals, and small alchemists playing sounds. Creations, whistles, coins, chalk, knives, wound powder, mosquito repellant, clean gauze.

After searching for things, Viscount Mo Ruo slowly glanced over, and then slowly opened his mouth.

"It seems that you are not a poisonous lizard. You did not carry poison on your body, and you did not commit suicide. Although I can't guess the remaining two, they are easy to deal with."

"Come here, cut off his hands and give them to the two organizations separately, and ask them to come forward to clarify, otherwise, you will see his body hanging on the city gate in a week." Viscount Moruo's face was covered The shadows of the fingers cover the part, and the corner of the mouth reveals a cruel smile.

In this era, although disability is not incurable, but because it requires people above Angel Sequence 7 to take action, and such noble people are basically not accessible to lower-level organizations.In this way, this person's life is useless, but compared to his dead companions, or a little luckier?

"Ah, no!" After hearing such an order, the held adventurer struggled violently, but the guards beside him held him tightly, preventing him from struggling.

Then, two axes sounded, and there was a hoarse scream in the hall, and then it fell silent again.

Seeing the man collapsed on the ground, Viscount Moruo ordered him to be taken down.

"Let the priest in the city give him simple treatment, and don't die soon."

"Yes, my lord." The guard answered with cupped fists, and then dragged the man down.

After dealing with it, Viscount Mo Ruo felt a little relieved, but he was a little irritable when he thought that the things hadn't returned to his hands.

"Any other discoveries? Investigator Pansy." He looked at the veteran soldier in the hall.

This capable soldier watched all this with cold eyes, and did not speak until then. "Not yet, but I want my lord to seal the city for a few more days, maybe I can get new clues."

"Of course, even if you don't mention it, I will continue to seal the city." Viscount Moruo nodded and asked the butler beside him to give instructions.

Then he looked at the blood on the ground, stood up and prepared to go back to rest.

"Lord Mo Ruo." The investigator called to stop the viscount.

"what's up?"

"Can you simply say, did you lose some key treasure?"

"This is our family's secret, so don't inquire about it, Mr. Investigator. Perhaps, you should pay attention to another aspect, such as those bugs that ignite the fire, or the descendants of the red dragon."

After speaking, he turned and left, taking away all the guards in the hall behind him.

"Don't you want to say it..." Looking at the back that gradually disappeared into the shadows, the investigator slowly savored it, and it took a long time before he left here with his men.

As Viscount Morrow said, they should really focus on those bugs.Although the swarming of nobles among the nobles may seem unpleasant, compared to the rebellions they caused, such things are nothing more than trivial matters.

Not long after the beginning of the year, riots broke out in Zishan Province, and uprisings also emerged in several surrounding provinces.The nobles of the local fiefs carried out difficult suppression before they could barely suppress the flames of these uprisings.Not long after that, the descendants of the red dragon in the southern border also set off rebellions, big and small. Among them, the so-called descendants of the Baska family were real and fake, which made people angry.

Because of this, for the stability of the south, the regent specially asked the military to set up a search agency. Several powerful and professional search teams patrolled the empire to catch those possible sparks, and they were one of them.

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On the other side of the city, the turmoil of the search gradually calmed down, and the sky became bright again.

"Is Miss Mecia here?" Lorraine Hill, who got up early.I heard Miss Charlene looking for her voice.

"Yes." She bit her hair tie, looked in the vanity mirror, quickly tied the hair at the back of her head, tied it up, and then walked out the door.

Miss Charlene was still dressed in the old days, with a woven waistcoat over her shoulders and a dark dress, keeping a low profile while being decent.

Miss Charlene looked at Lorraine Hill, the blond swordsman lady was still so cute, "Did you rest last night?"

"is acceptable."

"That's good." Miss Charlene pressed her forehead lightly with her fingers.

"I guess there will be a lot of things recently. Why don't we go have breakfast together, and I'll tell you about it."

"Yeah." Then the two walked downstairs.

When they came to a place in the yard, some members of the caravan had already prepared breakfast, and Charlene asked to bring two portions.

After simply eating the bread, Miss Charlene began to tell about what she saw and heard last night.

"At first, I was also called by Viscount Moruo to check some things. After all, it is our chamber of commerce that has been in and out of the castle more recently."

"But fortunately, Viscount Moruo didn't doubt us very much, and soon paid attention to other things."

"Kevin is in a bad situation this time. He will probably be punished and locked up for a while. But in my opinion, there is no need to worry too much. After all, he is also an old man of the Moruo family. He has served the Moruo family since his grandparents."

"Although Viscount Moruo is very angry now, he won't kill him because of it."

"But other people may not be so simple. When I stayed there yesterday, I saw an adventurer who was captured. He seems to be from a certain organization..." Miss Charlene said last night with lingering fear. Happening.

"These nobles, don't look at their amiable faces on weekdays, but if you really offend them, it will be barbaric and bloody."

"The recent closure of the city will last for a period of time. If possible, Mesia should not run around and stay here to avoid attracting attention."

"Thank you, Miss Charlene." Lorraine Hill expressed his thanks, then hesitated for a while before asking.

"Why does Miss Charlene take care of me so much?" In fact, they haven't known each other for a long time.

Miss Charlene blinked after listening, looked at Lorraine Hill and laughed again.

"Why? Because I'm a businessman."

"Mesia is very unconscious about certain things. How many geniuses do you think can reach Sequence 20 before the age of 5 in the southern border?"

"A genius like you, in a few years, I'm afraid you will become a big shot that I can't reach. And you are so beautiful, maybe someday you will be spotted by some prince and become the mistress of a certain family. "

"So, it's natural to establish a good relationship now." Miss Charlene smiled frankly. These days, she has gradually understood the character of this Messiah. If she uses other rhetoric to fool her, I'm afraid it will only tarnish this heart. Flawless gem bar.

"Maybe one day in the future, you will become the backer of a weak girl like me." After finishing speaking, Miss Charlene pressed her chest lightly with her fingers, expressing her pity and cowardice.But such behavior is really not convincing.

Text Volume Chapter [-]: Reply from Shuttle Galaxy

Emenas, Walled City Academy.

In the forest near the lake, along the hillside, there are scattered wooden buildings.Its style is beautiful, and it is hidden under the wind bell tree, allowing the mottled tree shadows to shine on it.

In a classroom that is no longer in use, several wooden chairs and tables are scattered. Looking at the rounded corners, the dust left in the corners and crevices should have been used for many years.

With a creak, the door of the classroom was pushed open, and a man wearing a hooded robe came in. He held a book in one hand, pushed his glasses in front of his nose with the other hand, and then found a seat with a good view. Down.

After waiting for a while, another guest came. She was wearing a close-fitting black wizard robe with a slit at the waist, revealing a lot of fairness, showing off her plump figure.

The two seemed to know each other, nodded briefly, and then sat aside. The mature woman took off her wizard hat, covered her face, and rested on the bench.

Then a few more people came one after another, until the eighth person came in, scanned the classroom, and then closed the door and sat at the table.

"It's pretty good this time, and all the rare ones are here." He has short golden hair like the sun.

"Is there something wrong with Yard? This time I called everyone together, and I specifically said not to let others know." The scholar who came first said.

"There are some things I need to discuss with you." This sage in white robes has an indescribable leadership temperament, and people are willing to listen to his views.

"A few months ago, everyone should have heard the speech of the star witch." He was talking about Lorraine Hill's proposal at the sage meeting.

"I know." Several people nodded, and then one of them spoke.

"But I care more about that witch's appearance and wisdom. Are all witches so beautiful and smart?" He inadvertently revealed his preferences.

"It's true that they are beautiful. According to the records, witches seem to be quite beautiful. But it is not necessarily true if they are wise." One of the witches said in a lazy voice, as if she hadn't woken up yet.

"Some witches are like children who don't grow up, always willful and unreasonable."

"Haha, I've heard the older generation of sages complain about this before." Because it was not a formal meeting, the few people were relaxed and casual.

After laughing, one of the sages said again, "However, witches do have willful confidence, and only with such strength can they refuse to grow up and be willful themselves."

"So, is there something going on this time, Yard." After a while, the topic finally turned around again.

"Yes." Alder nodded.

"I didn't know much about this witch in the past, so I went to Crancia to do a lot of research during this period. I went to Verga, Sanctuary, and Gufia Grassland." He said these Over the past month, his whereabouts.

"Do you have any discoveries and conclusions? You have always been so serious, and you really have the power to act." An old sage looked at Yard. Although this junior was younger than him, when it came to prestige, he was far better than She is one of the top few existences even in the Sage Association.

"That witch shouldn't have lied, these are her sincerity." Yard spoke again, and then took out a rolled-up book paper from his clothes, which depicted a map of Clancia, with a lot of text beside it describe.

"She does have sincerity and wisdom, which are precious qualities. Although emotionally, perhaps because she is young, she is not too mature, but compared to those indifferent ancient witches, I think everyone will prefer this one .” Although Yard himself is not interested in the so-called beauty and emotion, he is aware of the lethality of these things to other people.

"Well, it's hard for people to refute. But you have known each other for so many years, you should also know that we will not agree with and follow her ideas for this reason."

"It's not that kind of impulsive boy anymore, haha." The old sage stroked his beard and let out a healthy laugh.

"I understand, but what about this report." As he spoke, Yard took out a page again, in which he described what he saw and heard with neat and detailed notes, and a memory gem was attached beside it.

"This is the observation report of 'Virtual Power Traveler' Shulotel. This special existence among sages, he broke through the shackles of the world with the help of the holy object 'Night Harbor o Melia' and went to the outside world. Shuttle in the starry sky Just returned to the world of Ivar earlier this year after nearly 50 years."

"The power of 'Night Harbor Melia' can protect his ghost body, so that he can maintain himself even if he stays in the subspace for a long time, and with the help of this transcendent speed, he can finally see the galaxy scene."

"Although this is just a small attempt, it is also the furthest exploration we can carry out after the time-space witch passed away."

"And in his knowledge and reports, some of the content coincided with that witch." The sage looked at the people who were getting serious, paused for a while, and then stood up the page for everyone to watch .

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In June of the 37th year, I changed direction again and sailed towards a huge and crimson sun.

In February of the 39th year, it is difficult to describe in words, I can only say that I saw the most frightening scene in the world.

Those shadows of chaos are like densely packed soldier ants. They swept across the empty void and headed in one direction. Their silent wailing, even though they were far apart, made me feel distorted and terrified.

Even in the empty starry sky and the sea of ​​nothingness, the number of these chaotic phantoms is still astonishing, large enough to submerge several Ivar worlds.If all this is true, then hundreds of years ago, the vision of Dorothy, the Witch of Time and Space, is true.

It's a pity that she didn't observe such a large scale back then, otherwise she would have left a video record.

After a month of observation and comparison, I finally determined that their goal is to come to the world of Ivar.

There may be a little deviation in the middle, but it can always be adjusted slowly, as if there is something attracting them here.

At first I didn't know what that was until later.

In October of the 44th year, a glorious and divine light came from the world of Ivar, and I could feel it even at such a distance.A tiny star of golden flame flashes away in the world of Ivar.If calculated according to the speed of light, this may have happened 10-5 years ago.

According to the current speed of movement of these phantoms, they will arrive in the world of Ivar in about 100 years. It is really a happy and sad thing.

Glad I saw this ahead of time, sadly only had 100 years to prepare.

For this reason, I had to sneak into the subspace shuttle with all my strength, return to this former homeland, and tell the old friends of the past, this painful news. ——Void Trip, Shulotel.

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