She Is Not a Witch

When Lorraine Hill stepped on the stone steps on the bank and stood on the solid ground again, a burst of music from the xylophone and reed pipe came from the courtyard palace covered by trees. It seemed to be the famous "" Song of Spring".

The reed pipe made of black wood makes a whine-like sound in playing, just like the insect cave I was looking for in the summer of childhood, bringing bursts of nostalgia. .

Westena made a silent gesture to Charlie and Lorraine Hill, and then led the two through the gravel path in the courtyard, step by step towards the venue of the banquet.

Before they came, there were already many elves here.

Some of them sat at the small round table and listened quietly, some of them played obsessively on the grass in the courtyard with their musical instruments in their arms. Leaning on the guardrail of the corridor with a wine glass, he looked at the few people playing in the field with hazy eyes, and he didn't know whether he saw the emotional figure or recalled the distant past.

With a long tail tune, the music finally ended.

There was a burst of brisk applause. At this time, everyone gradually woke up from the performance of the music, and the courtyard became lively again.

"Good evening, Vestana. There is such a beautiful Miss Jialan."

As recent acquaintances, Yasara and her companions walked over with small steps and greeted the three of them. Although it wasn't the first time he saw Lorraine Hill, he was still a little surprised tonight, as if it was the first time he knew him.

"It always feels like it was made by a certain master." Then he turned his gaze to the Cuifeng dress on the girl, and praised Vestaena's good idea.

"Of course, Jialan is the cutest girl I've ever seen." Westena blinked, and supported Lorraine Hill who was about to escape, not letting this guy escape.

As the two greeted each other, many people in the venue also turned their gazes to the human who appeared tonight, or 'witch'?

Compared with those senior witches who have been famous for a long time, Lorraine Hill, who is still young, always feels very young, although she is actually not young. In other words, this is closer to a feeling of mental state.

Everyone looked at this slightly embarrassed young witch, and smiled knowingly and kindly. A few elder sisters even wanted to come over to tease this cute witch, but such behavior was stopped by Vestena up.

After a hilarious introduction, some elves surrounded Vestina and Lorraine Hill, while Charlie sneaked away from the crowd to meet some old friends and classmates.

Just when Lorraine Hill was trying to memorize everyone he introduced to him one by one, there was a loud noise from outside, and then a blond man walked around surrounded by digital elves.

He has a razor-like chin, slightly elongated eyes, and short blond hair that reaches his shoulders, revealing a large, oblate red gemstone earring from time to time.

The gold-rimmed ruby ​​earrings reflect the eye-catching brilliance from time to time in the lights. Compared with other elves, this man's clothes are more 'vintage', and his clothes are made of soft and loose white cloth. It is very comfortable to wear, but it also makes people feel that they are not serious.

"Eperion." Vestana whispered the name in Lorraine Hill's ear.

Although this sage is also a sage of the elf family, and he is also on Vesta's side, Vesta seems to be somewhat difficult to get along with him, and she is a difficult friend.

"The night is very pleasant, Vestana, I saw very good scenery along the way."

After approaching, the blond man waved lightly to free himself from the crowd beside him, then approached Lorraine Hill, and raised his hand to say hello.

"It's really beautiful." Westena nodded reluctantly as she recalled the fireflies she saw on the road.

"Is this Miss Jialan? It's an honor to meet you." As he spoke, he half-bent down in front of Lorraine Hill and saluted with a slightly classical etiquette. , as standard as a marble statue, people can't fault it.

Just when Lorraine Hill didn't know how to respond politely, the man stood up naturally and continued talking.

"My name is Eperion, and I have always admired your existence." Although the words were somewhat exaggerated, the natural expression seemed to be the same. He expressed his true feelings without any haze or cover-up.

"Thank you~" At this moment, Lorraine Hill finally raised her skirt slightly in return.

At this time, Eperion continued to reminisce about the past with Vestana, a "friend", and the two briefly exchanged the last year and feelings in recent years. Although it was a reminiscence, Lorraine Hill could tell that Westena's answers were more formal, as if she didn't want to communicate too much about her emotions and thoughts with the other party.

"Or, let's go over there for a while, and there is an important guest who will come back later." Eperion pointed to a pavilion at the side corner of the courtyard, surrounded by blooming quiet The white moon orchid exudes a faint fluorescence at night.

Vestana looked sideways at the pavilion, but she didn't refuse, and walked over slowly with Lorraine Hill.

After the three of them sat down, the blond man introduced himself to Lorraine Hill in detail.

"I'm a painter. I'm a little famous. In fact, it's everyone's wrong love. I was lucky enough to be a sage in the end."

"Life was very embarrassing when I was a child and a teenager. There is nothing worth mentioning. Later, I met a teacher and got valuable guidance. I slowly embarked on the road of a painter, gained some popularity, and then passed slowly. Get comfortable."

"Speaking of which, that teacher also taught Vestaena, and because of this, Vestaena can be said to be half of my senior sister."

"Although I don't have great insights, if the teacher praised Vestena for supporting opening up and reform, then I will stand on the same side and wave the flag for it." He said, holding up a small white wine glass, and slowly drinking Down.

"Actually, I'm younger than Eperion, but I'm just favored by the teacher. I'm not that strong." Vestana shook her head slightly, denying Eperion's praise.

The teacher they mentioned actually passed away more than 20 years ago, before the world changed, and the reason is not complicated, it's just old age and frailty.

This old man was once a member of the Sage Society and a highly respected elf. He has cultivated many talents in his life, and Vestena and Eperion are one of them.

Although Vestana avoided Eperion's attitude, he didn't care about it. He still talked about some things in his early years and now. It can be seen that he has experienced many things, but he also showed a kind of indifference. And the distant temperament, so that ordinary people are fascinated.

Following the simple communication~www.readwn.com~ Lorraine Hill gradually became familiar with this man, and at this moment, there was finally another commotion in the courtyard, and another key guest arrived.

He was wearing a gorgeous black gold dress with a wide brim on his head, with three-color feather ornaments inserted in it, light yellow and light blue chrysanthemum pinned to it, and a narrow and delicate elf machete at his waist. The hollow pattern has the classical style of the elves in the past, which is obviously different from the current fashion.

"Here we come, the leader of the Tricolor Feather faction, Huadlin Elger."

Amidst the whispered discussions and welcome sounds from the crowd, Lorraine Hill knew the name of the other party. After a brief greeting to everyone, the man took off his hat and handed it to the elf holding the sword behind him, and then walked towards the pavilion step by step. come along.

"Long time no see, Vestana. In addition, there is also the honorable Highness of the Cane Sparrow Priestess, Miss Jialan." After finishing speaking, the man bowed to salute. Water molecules from the sea.

Mixed with hot summer wind and heat waves.

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