Not a Witch

And with the actions of the enemy, the strings in the hands of the mermaid singer are getting faster and faster, just like a storm on the sea is gradually approaching, and a burst of rain is falling.

The feathers of those jackdaws became heavy after being stained with rain, and then gradually sank, but then, driven by the magic power, white smoke rose from the feathers, catching up with the blue-haired figure in the sky again. .

In this regard, Wei Miya had to play a little harder.

The sound of the violin changed one by one, becoming fast and exciting, and the jackdaws hovering in the sky suddenly screamed several times, and then fell from the air in pieces, and the feathers and blood fell together.

If someone were to dissect the dead jackdaws, they would be found dead due to reflux of blood in their bodies.

As one of the four primordial primordials, the power it holds can be described as the underlying structure of the world, and its coverage is far beyond that of ordinary witches, and the only thing that Vimiya lacks now is the growth time.

Like Lorraine, she slept for several years before she gradually woke up, and now she is only Sequence 7.

If you wait until it grows to a complete Sequence 9 state, I am afraid it will be better than Phoebe of the past, and people can't help feeling that the blue is better than the blue.

Because he couldn't take advantage of it, the witch of the wise-eyed crow no longer tried, and slowly retreated and disappeared, without any trace or trace.

Maybe she's thinking of something new.

This little battle and temptation in the sky ended, and the battle below was gradually coming to an end.

In the shattered magic glow, the main generals of the two sides had been fighting back and forth on the mountain top for a long time, and at this time Bazel was not as high-spirited as at the beginning.

Gao Daxiongwu's body was full of wounds, his armor and cloak were tattered, and the coagulation mixed with blood and dust to form a dull and ugly stain.

boohoo...hoohoo...

He was panting, the giant axe in his hand was full of gaps, and the long mane was draped over his shoulders and chest, and there were traces of scorching and cutting.

"How is it possible..." The general stared angrily at the small and lonely figure.

Compared to the embarrassed Bazel, the girl with long chestnut-gold hair is in much better condition.

Although the armor was broken, the skin inside was still intact, revealing a rare whiteness. Although his face was stained with dust and sweat, his eyes were still full of energy, watching quietly in the burning fire.

"You are not an ordinary person... you shouldn't even be a human being." Bazel snorted and told the truth about the identity of the other party.

"Really?" The girl replied quietly.

"Then what do you want me to be like?"

"You should have died on this hill long ago." Bazel's sturdy fingers gathered again, and gradually clenched the heavy axe in his hand.

"Well, that's true, if I'm just an ordinary person." The girl gradually raised the sword and slowly re-held it, and the golden resonance magic power climbed up the blade layer by layer, turning it into a holy and brilliant looks like.

"But this is a battlefield, not a children's game or an exam."

"Ha, ha, ha ha! That's right, that's right. I just feel that those witches have missed the eyes, the brains of the empire have missed the eyes, or maybe the big men see me as an unimportant pawn, and I don't need to. I know some truths." The general looked up to the sky and laughed.

"However, even so, I will still kill you—!" He roared, the muscles on his body swelled instantly, his size increased sharply, and the giant axe slashed down with unprecedented terrifying momentum.

click - rub -

The ground trembled, and a huge crack opened from the ground under its swing. Countless soldiers fell unsteadily on the slopes and tunnels, and some were even shot through by the splashing sand.

However, even such an attack did not cause any damage to the girl, and the other party evaded in an instant.

Roland Hill is completely familiar with this giant bear's fighting mode. Various analyzed models and data appeared in her eyes, and the start and trends of her various movements allowed her to control the opponent's moves. Various flaws were found.

Sorry, but it's over.

Holding a holy and brilliant blade, she slashed under the night sky like a new moon flashing away.

Blood splashes.

A sturdy arm fell into the hillside, rolling with a heavy axe, and fell into the yellow sand and mud pits.

The rich blood splashed out like a fountain, staining the girl's long chestnut hair, and even a little dripped on her cheeks.She stood in front of this peerless warrior, watching the opponent slowly kneel to the ground, and then slammed down unwillingly, raising dust and debris.

In the flickering firelight, the horn of the counterattack sounded, and the soldiers killed on the hillside rushed down like a wave, cutting down the demoralized enemy, driving them out, and pursuing them until the ground was filled with cries and running sounds.

Holding the long sword that was gradually fading, the girl stood on the top of the mountain, quietly watching the scene of the charge below, watching the figures running forward in the firelight, until the cheers of victory stained the night.

Chapter 210 Five: The Silver-haired Girl Walking in the Evening Wind

The battle is over.

It was night, but torches were still burning on the ground, and soldiers were walking everywhere. Some of them were escorting captives who surrendered, some were cleaning the battlefield, looking for possible survivors, and some were holding back their soldiers. Blades and muskets are then stacked at designated locations.

Although there was no more fighting at this time, many people still had difficulty suppressing the excitement in their hearts, and they talked to their companions from time to time, as if to make sure that everything in front of them was not a dream.

"Tru, did we really win?" a soldier patrolling with a musket asked his friend beside him.

"Win, this is the seventh time you've asked me."

"That's nice, that's the most beautiful sentence I've ever heard you say."

"Hehe, okay, I actually like to say it."

The two walked through the battlefield full of debris, looking at the broken flags, long spears, abandoned muskets, overturned chariots, and shattered shields. That high tension state is fully recovered.

"The wind at night is very mild, and it seems that I haven't felt this way for a long time." After the battle was won, the feeling of the afterlife made everything so fresh and beautiful.

"Yeah, I really want to be able to enjoy the night wind forever." Another companion also sat down, watching the scene of counting and escorting in the distance, a feeling of comfort and care flowed quietly.

"There will be this opportunity." After a soldier answered, he shouted in the distance, venting his uncontrollable excitement.

"We won--!"

The voice echoed under the night sky, and there were several responses from below.

"Victory!" And then there was a burst of understanding hearty laughter.

The invincible imperial army in the impression, the mighty generals like the god of war, and the sturdy and indestructible chariots, all overturned on the battlefield one by one. Only at this time did they finally have unrivaled confidence and fighting spirit. Confidence in future victory.

In the camp at the back of the mountain, a huge tent was still burning with lights.

In the large bathtub, Loren Hill was bathing in warm water, while a noble girl behind her was helping her carefully comb her hair.

"It turns out that Jialan is Mr. Wuming." Gavier's voice was very soft, making it impossible to tell whether he was angry or happy.

Loren Hill, who was sitting in the water, hugged his knees, a little shy and embarrassed.

"Sorry, I've kept it from Gewell for so long." At this time, I can only admit it.

"No need for Jialan to apologize, it's just that I am too naive on weekdays."

Oops, Gavier is really angry, Lorraine thought to himself.

"Actually, everyone knows it, but I've never been clear about it. I've been looking for you again and again, and I'm bothering you to waste so much time." Gavier continued, then holding a comb in her hand, she slowly combed the girl's hair. .

"It's not troublesome." Roland Hill didn't dare to agree at this time, so he had to answer carefully.

The noble girl shook her head and continued: "Actually, I also understand Jialan's approach, because the identity of a girl is indeed inconvenient. Besides—"

"Jialan is indeed very beautiful and cute, so people can't afford to be afraid." She slowly put down the comb, and then wrapped her hands around the slender girl's neck.

"But is what you said at the time still valid, that is, to make my future life stable and free from outside interference and disturbance."

"It works." The girl in the hot water nodded.

After that, the noble girl behind her was quiet for a while, which made Roland Hill a little flustered, afraid that she had said something wrong.

"Thank you." Slowly, these short words sounded in Roland Hill's ear, making it feel as if heat was brushing against the earlobe.

"Need some hot water?" Gavier seemed to recover after that, and his voice became the same as usual.

"Ah, no need for this, I think it's almost done." Little Lorraine replied a little shyly, she really couldn't take a long bath in front of outsiders.

"Okay, I'll get your pajamas for you."

A few minutes later, Roland Hill put on fresh and breathable pajamas, walked out of the tent slowly, looked at the clear stars in the night sky, and then walked slowly among the green grass.

The blades of grass swept across the ankles of her feet, making her feel a slight itch, and then took small steps, looking for a clean area in the grass to land on. Step by step, she moved forward like a hopscotch game when she was a child.

The night breeze gently brushed the hem of the clothes, digging into it from the cuffs and collar, taking away the residual water vapor after bathing, and the cool and comfortable feeling spread.

After the battle, finally ushered in a rare rest, the silver-haired girl also smiled after a long absence, and gently jumped and rotated under the starlight.

Haven't been so relaxed in a long time.

The camp was quiet at night, and most of the soldiers were now rectifying the battlefield and enemy camps on the other side of the mountain, while only a few people guarded the camp on the other side of the mountain.

It was the dead of night at this time, and Roland Hill did not go to bed on time after a long absence, but walked in the field under the darkness of the night wearing plush slippers.

The evening wind was blowing, the grass lowered slightly, and then swayed slightly. In the distance, you could see a few torches that were still burning, emitting an orange-red halo, and making a whistling sound of burning in the quiet night.

Most of the soldiers here have fallen asleep, and only a few are stationed by the bonfire, chatting about the battle during the day, and occasionally there is a burst of cheerful laughter, which spreads far down the night sky.

Not to disturb these rare and relaxing soldiers, Loren Hill walked lightly on the stone road up the mountain, and the evening wind rolled up her skirt from time to time, making her calf feel a comfortable coolness.

After coming to a mountainside platform overlooking the night scene, the silver-haired girl found a clean stone and sat down, leaning gently on the slightly cool stone, looking up at the endless and vast Milky Way star sand.

She opened her hands slightly and closed her eyes gently, not thinking about anything, just to enjoy the rare peace, a faint peace also slowly flowed through her heart.

The white nightgown rolled up and fell from time to time, making a gentle sound, like a gentle palm brushing slowly over her body, allowing the girl to enter a soft dream.

The world is gentle and quiet at this moment.

After a long nap, she slowly woke up and sat up again.

Facing the starry night sky, he gently waved his hand, and the white sleeves slipped down a little, revealing his slender wrists and forearms.

After a while, a blue figure slowly descended from the sky and landed beside the silver-haired girl.

The two sat back to back and whispered about the nostalgia of the past, those simple and beautiful campus times, those faces in memory, those laughable little things, and those words that have been forgotten.

"Weimiya, did you know that when you were not there that day, everyone made a wish in front of the fireworks when we graduated."

"What wish?"

"Actually, many of them can't be remembered, but only Alena's words at that time have been deeply impressed."

『"When the time comes, you can come to the Southern Islands to find me. I want to buy a big boat with a spacious and comfortable room, where my friends and loved ones live, and then we will travel together to see the scenery and eat delicious food. Yes, when I'm bored, I just play games, sleep, read books, etc." Alena thought about it, and her eyes gradually became excited again.

"That's probably a lot of money. First of all, a custom-made big boat is very expensive." Lettis said with a smile.

"But this kind of life is also very desirable, isn't it?" Alena said happily, sitting on the guardrail of the pavilion, shaking her legs.

"There must be something to yearn and dream about, otherwise life will be too boring and boring."

Looking at the girl with short brown and black hair, Loren Hill nodded slightly.

"After that, we'll wait for Miss Alena's boat to pick us up from the sea of ​​misery."

"Haha, don't worry, you will definitely see it."