Not a Witch

Although the eldest lady of the duke's family is relatively good at wielding swords and swords, she is somewhat unsatisfactory in fine handwork.

How did the stitches go in and hook together? She looked at the messy yarn in her hands and felt it was so difficult, but everyone was doing it, and Lottie didn't want to give up. She didn't want sister Messia to think she was a favorite. A girl who escapes without will.

When that gaze looked over from time to time, Lottie was warm and nervous, hoping that this gentle girl like a sister could look at her, but she didn't want to expose her weak side.

"If you don't have a clue, put it down first, or sit by my side first, and watch it for a while, maybe you will gradually understand." The girl looked at the distressed Lottie, waved her, and asked her to sit down .

"Ah."

Under the envious eyes of the other two girls, Lottie switched places and sat next to the blond girl in a white dress, watching her hands gently and deftly inserting the thread continuously, her light blue eyes were quiet and serious, a kind of A touch of tranquility emerges from this.

If only this were really my sister.

Lottie thought for a while, then shook her head slightly, and looked intently at Lorraine Hill's slender and white fingers, in the butterfly-like trajectory, weaving the plain wool into neat and beautiful clothes.

The appearance of the sweater looks very layered, the bottom layer is meticulous and smooth, and there are raised stripes on it, revealing the lines of the sweater, and then there are small embellishments scattered between the stripes and the bottom layer, which are like leaves And small berries, make this dress look beautiful and not monotonous.

As the weaving time gradually elongated, part of it was placed on the white skirt at the knees, and was baked by the fire, reflecting a little silk luster. If you touch it with your hands, you can feel the softness and warmth of the wool.

Watching the sweater take shape slowly, although she didn't knit it herself, Lottie also felt a little satisfaction and happiness.

"Is this dress woven according to your figure?" She looked curiously at the girl in the white skirt by the fire.

"No." The girl's quiet voice came from the fire.

"It's for you, Lottie."

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The closure of the city was over, and Viscount Moruo asked the guards to open the city gate so that the citizens could come in and out again.It's just that the inspection is much stricter than before.

"your name?"

"My name is Richard, and I'm a hunter from Black Creek Village. This time I'm going to the city to sell something."

At the city gate, several soldiers checked one by one. A hunter in a leather jacket carried the recently hunted venison into the city. He put a piece of peeled animal skin on his shoulder so that the venison would not ruin his clothes. the mess.

Looking at the red and white venison that had been marinated in rough steps, the guard poked it with his hand and briefly tasted it.

"It's not bad. What price are you going to sell? If possible, our brother will take it directly." The guard also needs to spend the winter, and now he thinks about the empty top of the firehouse at home, and he is also a little moved.

"Uh, this, I might want to sell higher." Orion hesitated.

Seeing that the guard in front of him was dissatisfied, he had to explain a few words. "Recently there are a lot of monsters in the mountains. Some people even heard the roar of dragons a while ago. I also took a lot of risks to catch the prey. In addition, there is still such a long way to pickle, so I hope to make more money. .”

"Okay, okay, don't give me these things. I can hear you say this a hundred times a day, as if everyone is living a miserable life." The guard waved his hands a little irritably, and then prepared to put this person away first. Let it dry for a while.

Seeing that he would not let him enter the city, the Orion also became sad, so he just stood there, not knowing what to do.

In the forest fog in the early morning, there was a crisp sound of horse hooves, and then several cavalrymen in dark red uniforms came running from far to near.

Looking at the brand-new bright red military uniform and the short muskets on their waists, several guards immediately paid attention to it.

"hiss--"

The war horse raised high, stopped not far from the city gate, and then walked slowly in small steps.

The officer on the tall horse held the reins in his hand, looked at the farmers, merchants, and a small number of hunters waiting to enter the city, and nodded from time to time.

"Hello, my lord, may I ask who you are?" the captain of the guard stood cautiously by the side of the road and asked.

Compared with the private soldiers of Viscount Moruo's family, these cavalry in uniform are the real military force of the empire.Moreover, after suppressing the uprisings in the southern border several times, the regent king has now firmly grasped every node in the southern border with his legion.

"I am a lieutenant under the 71st Legion of the Empire, Widwin." He took out his badge and letter of appointment, and showed them to these soldiers.

Then, in a respectful reply, the guards drove the people gathered at the city gate to the sides, and made way for the central road.

"Very good, you are loyal guards." In response, the officer nodded, and then pointed to a hunter.

"I want the venison on his back, and let him deliver it to my place later."

"Yes, my lord." The guards below looked at each other and nodded.

"That's it." Then he led the ten or so riders who traveled all the way directly into the city, leaving behind a crisp sound of horseshoes.

After the officer entered the city, the guards had to find the Orion again.

"Did you hear that, you are lucky to be spotted by that adult, so hurry up and hand over the meat."

"But...but... this is mine." With the meat on his back, the Orion took a few steps back, not knowing how to deal with it.

"Hmph, are you still dreaming of some sweet dream? Bring it here." The captain of the guard gave his opponent a wink, and then a group of people directly surrounded the hunter, and in a tussle, they snatched the meat .

Looking at the Orion lying on the ground after being beaten, the captain threw a few copper coins at random.

"Get out of here."

After he finished speaking, he glanced coldly at the onlookers around him, and these people averted their eyes, bowed their heads and walked to the other side.And among them, a young farmer clenched his fists.

The other hand pressed on his shoulder, making him let go, and then he whispered something.

"Don't be impulsive, advance to the city."

After a short period of silence, the order at the city gate gradually returned to its previous lively state, as if nothing that happened just now had ever happened.

After entering the city, two people, one old and one young, walked on the street, and then whispered about what happened just now.

"You can't be so impulsive. We have other tasks." The man was about 40-50 years old. Although he was wearing coarse linen clothes, he was very clean and his knuckles were thick.

"I know, but if you treat such things indifferently, then why am I here?" Although he has the strength of Sequence 4, he still has a lot to learn in terms of experience and wisdom.

"I know your sincerity and enthusiasm, but Quiric, we have other tasks. You also hope to save the daughter of the senior from the claws of evil."

The young man named Quillik nodded after hearing this.

"Yes, Senior Sartre saved me when I was young. I remember this kindness, and now I want to bring his orphan out of the hands of the nobles."

"Yes, so for this goal, we have to endure it for the time being."

"This is Longyi Province, the remote southeast region of the southern border. Our ideas are rarely spread here, so we need to be more careful."

"Because these local people may not understand those great ideas, they are very conservative, so once our identities are exposed, it will be difficult to stay in the local area, and the daughter of Senior Sartre will no longer have a way to escape here."

The uncle patiently enlightened the young man beside him, and the two stopped talking until the number of pedestrians on the street gradually increased.

"What happened in front, why are there so many people watching." The middle-aged uncle grabbed a passerby and asked.

Although he was very impatient, but looking at the strong right arm holding his arm, the local resident felt as if he was restrained by iron clamps, and he was motionless even if he wanted to struggle.

"Ahead is the local temporary execution ground. Viscount Moruo is having a thief hanged." He said a few words, then pointed to the end of the street, where there was a high platform, and the surroundings were already full of figures.

"Is that man going to be hanged just for stealing something?" Quirick clenched his hands again, and then slowly separated them.

"Yes, but what he stole was the most precious secret treasure of Viscount Moruo's family. It is said that it is worth thousands of extraordinary gold coins."

Hearing this, the uncle slowly took his hand away, and then continued to move forward.

"Are you going to hang someone again recently? What a pity." As the two of them got closer, more and more people were talking about it.

"I guess he's one of those lunatics from the revolutionaries."

"It doesn't seem to be. It's different from the previous ones. It should be a member of an organization. Yes, that's right. Look at the sign hanging in front of him."

On the wooden high platform, a man covered in scars was pressed onto the stage, and there were two old wooden plaques hanging around his neck.

Looking at the names of the two major organizations, a new round of discussion began below.

"No way, 'Blindfolded', a neutral guarantee organization, would also do this kind of thing?"

"I don't know, maybe Viscount Moruo offended someone, you know he is notoriously stingy."

"I thought it was the revolutionary party from Zishan Province. Aren't they all like this a few days ago?"

"Maybe it's different this time."

People talked, and then the executioner began to announce the time.

"Have a noose around his neck and begin preparations."

Several soldiers started to move, and at this moment, a loud voice pierced the sky.It was a crimson light, and a vigorous figure was riding on the speeding Eagle.

As it approached, the crimson sword shadow immediately cut down, cutting off the high hanging rope. A wine-red haired woman stood on a high platform, holding a scimitar like a scorpion hook, and carrying a fiery red nightingale on her chest. badge.

"Sorry for being a little late."

And as her words fell, several figures jumped up from the stage and stood beside her.These people all wore fiery bronze badges, exuding raging extraordinary magic power from their bodies.

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"Huoyan Yingying, I thought you wouldn't come." The executioner was not surprised when he saw the scene in front of him, it was exactly what they wanted.

"Come on!"

He shouted loudly, and soldiers holding crossbows appeared on the roofs around the square, and arrows shining with magical brilliance were pressed on the taut crossbow strings.Although the Mo Ruo family is not considered wealthy, such enchanted arrows can still be obtained.

"Get ready, release!" According to Viscount Moruo's previous order, the commander directly released the arrow without waiting for the other party's excuse.

There was a rapid sound of piercing through the air, and the black arrow left a fleeting afterimage in the air, shooting directly at the people on the stage.

Faced with such a situation, the people who had been watching the excitement ran around in panic, fearing that they would be affected. Fortunately, both sides didn't care about these civilians and let them leave.

In a hurry, the crimson sword light waved on the high platform, cutting off several arrows, but other parts also shot into the body, bringing up blood sprays of various sizes.

Seeing that her subordinates were injured, the woman on the stage holding the crimson long sword frowned, and then her eyes narrowed, the long sword in her hand trembled sharply, tearing the air with lightning speed, and swung a few sword beams, slashing towards Soldiers in the distance.

She probably has the strength of War Sequence 5, so she has the means of long-range attack.

A few sword beams swept across the bricks and stones of the roof, tearing them apart, and some tiles and soldiers fell down amidst screams, making a splashing sound.

Seeing such a scene, the ordinary people around hid faster, and the field gradually became empty.

"You still dare to resist, do you want to rebel!" the executioner questioned and roared.

"No, no, this lord can't frame us 'Fire Eye Warbler' so casually. In fact, we just received news that our companion was killed, so we came to rescue." This mature woman was wearing white trousers and a jacket, wearing a The long sword easily swept across the sparse crossbow arrows, and there was still room to answer the executioner's questions.

Immediately, a few more sword beams slashed down, causing the rest of the sporadic crossbowmen to also fall, and she stopped, and easily jumped off the high platform with a few people behind her.

"Now let's talk about practical issues." She easily pulled out the orange-red sword flowers from the long sword in her hand, dotted the cold town, and approached the executioner step by step.

The executioner, who was protected by the guards, looked at the woman silently, and didn't let her stop until she was nearly ten meters away.

"Stop, what do you want to say, just say it here."

"That's it." Fei Jian's woman smiled, then really stopped and stood where she was.