She Is Not a Witch

The brilliant meteor shower pierced the sky, and one after another fell to the earth, bringing a lot of surprises and a moment of beauty.

After making an agreement with Jelan, Lorraine Hill left the Emerald Forest.

Now that she has made a decision, she won't wait like she did in the past.

After that night, Jailan also changed from his previous idle and decadent appearance, like damp wood bursting out endless flames again, burning away the hesitation and hesitation in the past.

In the wide hall, a group of knights in full armor waited quietly until the man pushed open the thick door with his thick palm, and walked towards the middle throne step by step with the heavy sound of metal friction.

A cloak as thick as a lion's mane was nailed to the shoulders of the plate armor. The base was white, and the golden mane was like flames. As Gelanen sat down calmly, the heavy cloak also fell on the hard and majestic armor. Supported by the wide sword body in his hand, it gives people a sense of solidity like a rock, as if the sword, body, and the earth have integrated like a stone, making it unshakable.

In the past, Jailan might still retain a little innocence and immaturity when he was a teenager, but at this moment, when this man is sitting on the throne, no one dares to question the majesty of this giant lion. There was a sound in the hall, and these knights knelt down on one knee and pressed their hands on their chests.

Needless to say, they already understood that today will be the time for this mature king to roar.

"I, Jailan, will ascend the throne of the Griffin. You are willing to walk with me on the road to the burning hell."

"May death be effective!"

The roar was like thunder, resounding through the echo, and countless birds also flew up in the forest, heading in all directions.

In the tall tower in the forest of Emenas, the chessboard that was set up in the early years is no longer clean and beautiful, full of cracks and flames, many chess pieces are scattered aside, and the three witches are sitting by the sofa, a little quiet.

"Da da, little Lorraine has done a big thing this time, Si Ye, how do you deal with it, I'll listen to you." Chrissy looked at the broken chessboard and didn't care.

Although she often teases and teases Si Ye on weekdays, when it comes to critical moments, she will unconditionally stand with this puppet-like witch. The relationship between the two is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Si Ye slowly closed and opened his eyes, as if feeling a little lost.

"Since she has made a choice, let's go to war. What about Tides, what is your decision?"

Tides took out a delicate folding fan, and half covered her face, revealing her pair of silver eyes, in which countless thoughts seemed to turn instantly.

"Although it is quite unexpected, my answer is the same as yours."

"Sure enough, a play-by-play agreement can never convince everyone." Chris propped up her chin, looked at the two witches who broke up again, and shook their heads with their mouths open.

"I hope this time I can hold it back a little bit. Although I know this sentence will be forgotten soon, I still want to say that the witch's companions are running out, so don't kill anyone in a fight." Chris shook helplessly. Arm, expressed to the leaders of the two factions.

Si Ye and Tides neither refused nor complied. They just looked at each other deeply, as if they were recalling the past in the country of Oz many years ago.

After a long time, Tides stood up, raised her skirt slightly, and gave Si Ye a last look, before dissipating like mist.

The tower once again restored its previous scene. The two witches sat in the hall full of bookshelves, and the dark red flame in the fireplace beside it was still burning quietly.

"I thought we could get through the change peacefully this time, but it seems we underestimated little Lorraine's determination." Chris was lying on the sofa with her legs raised on one armrest.

"The corrupt situation in the empire really needs to be resolved gradually and peacefully. It is estimated that it will take fifty to one hundred years. She can't wait any longer."

"Well, although it's a bit contemptuous to say so, in fact, the previous agreement, Si Ye gave little Luolan a lot of water." Chris was not in a hurry for Si Ye's answer, and slowly said that she had made great progress in the past few years. the opinion of.

"Yin Bei'er didn't get much information, so she blindly confronted little Luolan and suffered a big loss. If she assisted any duke and royal family in the rear, the pressure that little Luolan would face now is beyond what can be imagined now .”

"Although Gejaled often makes shots, she is not fatal, because she was brought up by sister Hades, and Hades was brought up by Trinasha, and little Lorraine is Trinasha's successor. .”

"Not to mention Korros, with her willful appearance, she probably doesn't care about this agreement at all. She only wants to raise that child named Elio, and is curiously looking forward to the birth of an emperor in her own hands."

"Aihekatri, we can't interfere with what she's going to do. It's a relatively weak relationship, but this witch is not the kind of ignorant person. If you look for her on weekdays, you can still get good results. answered."

"Gabriela has contributed a bit, but she has always been used to fighting alone. Even if she is matched, it will not cause too much trouble for little Lorraine."

"The only one who is serious about doing practical things is imitating Vaslin. This former saint of the Church of Angels is still so focused and devout, or conservative and stubborn."

"She has been sleeping for too long. Although the Griffin family brought long-term peace and stability to the Western Region at that time, time has passed, and some things are no longer as simple as they used to be."

"Oh, the analysis is over. Several of our partners are fishing in troubled waters. Don't get your hopes up too much, Si Ye." After speaking, Chris came behind Si Ye and hugged the petite witch.

"I didn't. I expected too much from them." Si Ye rarely spoke, perhaps because there were only two people left here, she let go a lot.

"I'm just thinking about how far we're going to fight this time."

"Desperate, it hasn't reached that point yet, and I don't want any of my companions to die, and the witches shouldn't accumulate hatred again."

"It's not reconciled to just give up like this."

"Then set a number. Let me think about it. If Si Ye destroys more than 100 books during the battle, then you admit defeat, and I will take you away." Chrissy made an unreliable suggestion.

"Are there only 100 books..." Si Ye closed the book in front of him, then closed his eyes to sense.

The sound of many pages turning rang in the tower, and these books flew around the hall like wings, revealing the countless exquisite patterns and words on the pages.

Among them are flying dragons, roaring giant monsters, soldiers marching in line, falling meteorites, icy snow, endless deserts of the Yellow Sea, warriors holding sharp swords, nuns praying with closed eyes, and warriors charging on horseback ,etc.

These books are like small worlds, presenting countless wonderful parts of them.

Although Si Ye is not the most powerful witch, she can be said to be the most comprehensive witch among the existing witches. As long as the books continue to accumulate, her own strength will continue to grow.

"That's 300 books. In fact, not all books are suitable for fighting."

After a long time, Si Ye slowly opened his eyes and said his plan.

"Oh, get serious, Si Ye." Chris put her hand on Si Ye's waist, and then cheerfully raised the petite witch.

"Let little Luolan see how good you are, so that you can become a qualified sister and elder."

"Come on, Si Ye~"

After returning to the southern border of the empire, Lorraine Hill participated in the discussions of the 'Dryswood' organization for a long time.

Compared with the past, there are now many more members in the organization, and the entire organization has gradually entered a mature operating state.

Considering the information received so far, the Dryas Wood organization has also begun to decide on future plans.

"War will inevitably come."

At the beginning of the meeting, a mid-level committee member stood up and spoke, setting the tone for the meeting.

"Our system and system are destined not to be tolerated by the empire. Even if it is temporarily suppressed due to various reasons, there will eventually be battles in the future."

"It's not about justice and evil, good and bad things, but because our mutual existence is proof that the other is wrong."

"If we develop better, the people in the imperial aristocracy will become more and more aware of the mistakes, backwardness and darkness of their environment."

"Conversely, the existence of the other party will also make some hidden elements in our territory feel lucky, trying to restore the life of a master in the past."

"Give up unnecessary illusions, take up arms, prepare to fight, and we will liberate those who suffer in our own way."

"In this process, we will definitely encounter unreasonable misunderstandings and doubts, but we will still overcome these. True justice is not afraid of people's criticism and comments. If we give up our beliefs and ideals because of gossip, then That was the biggest mistake."

"For an enlightened and just world, scorching iron and fire will always be in your hands!"

Resounding applause resounded in the hall, and countless members of Dryas burst into tears and swore piously.

"For an enlightened and just world, the iron fire will never go out!"

Thought and will are unified, and the seed of civilization bursts out with scorching heat.

While the eastern and western empires were still fighting openly and secretly, and the friction continued, the southern border of the empire began to undergo shocking changes.

The will brought about by that meeting was carried out and spread at an incredible speed. Almost in an instant, tens of millions of people in the entire southern border began to see the neatly printed pages in various conspicuous places in streets, small towns, and villages. promotional drawings.

Simple and clear drawings, simple and straightforward words, and hard-working and passionate narrators ignite and spread the trend of thinking about preparing for war.

Whether it is a merchant, a farmer, a craftsman in a small town or a city, they can understand the will of the organization and the country in various ways, which is so magnificent and fierce.

The moment of history is slowly unfolding before our eyes, and the sound of blacksmithing and machinery turning in the past has become fiery.

Shiny sabers and straight and tough barrels move along the assembly line. They will be turned into combat weapons in the hands of skilled workers, and then handed over to those fearless fighters.

‘Are you going to die for your country? '

Putting this sentence ten years ago, the residents of the southern border would only regard you as a fool.

Wars are the work of gentlemen. Even if you win, you won't get much, and more will die on the battlefield, and no one cares about it.

But today, ten years later, if you ask a worker in a factory, he may hesitate, but there will always be that roaring answer from the crowd.

'I would give everything for it! '

'Why? '

'Because it made me stand here, alive, and be able to answer your questions out loud. '

'It gave me dignity, meaning in life, reason for everything! '

The people are ignorant, and the people are also simple. Those rough hands are the great foundation of this country.

Under the notice board for recruiting soldiers, there is an endless queue, and on each face is the fiery eyed boy.

Such a scene may no longer be believed and forgotten after many years, but it is undeniable that it still existed, so hot and so desirable.

The 400,000 troops standing in the southern border are gradually heading to the border, and the reserve forces in the rear are also constantly training and equipping. It is estimated that the second batch of 200,000 troops, the third batch of 400,000 troops, and the fourth batch of 600,000 troops will continue to go to the border. front.

A country that has entered the industrial age will have far more mobilization capabilities than the feudal era. From then on, those wars in the past have become as simple as playing games. Firearms and machinery will lead the country forward like chariots. Until the last drop of blood is burned dry.

Its cruelty and intensity are unimaginable to those who just fish for a little salary and join the army.

There is no longer any safe place, the gunfire drowns out all sense of security, and the threat of death will accompany everyone, whether it is a general or a soldier. Such an era is coming slowly.

Regarding the change of the Dryas organization, the eastern and western empires reacted differently, but they also suspended the conflict by coincidence.

Griffon collar, the duke's mansion.

"Damn it, these unruly people dare to take the initiative to attack."

After receiving the information from the south, the old duke walked around the room furiously. He was not ignorant of the situation in the south, so over the years, he has continuously added factories in the western region, and even vigorously recruited familiar personnel from the south to come to build , is to obtain the same industrial manufacturing capacity.

But unfortunately, even with the support of the Griffin family, the development of these workshops is still not smooth.

First of all, there is a lack of skills. Many alchemists who have been raised by the family have to experiment many times before they can barely restore the advanced mechanical structure of the south. Then, the transportation of materials is also troublesome. It takes time and effort to consign the carriage, and the construction of the mountain rails is a challenge. A huge project requires a large number of skilled personnel and engineers, which is almost impossible for the western region.

It is not easy to find a few people who can read and write, and there is still enough manpower to build the railway. Such an investment may wipe out the wealth of many nobles in the west, which is impossible.

After realizing that he could not catch up with the southern border in terms of industry, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com The original plan of Duke Griffin was to unite with Duke Raven in the northern border to jointly capture the Eastern Empire, unify it, and then bring the empire's Four-fifths of the territory and population, swept southward, swallowed the southern border, and then completely absorbed its talents and industries, and then carried out reforms that were in line with the interests of the nobility, so as to catch up with the industrialization of Clancia. Restore the former rivalry.

It's a pity that just halfway through the plan, the southern border has changed from its usual gentle and rabbit-like style, and has become extremely iron-blooded, starting a large-scale military expansion and preparing for war.

Did they change their leaders, but there was no change in the Dryas tree organization, and the reason for this made the Duke of Griffin puzzled.

"Snapped."

Another floor was crushed, and at this moment a servant knocked carefully on the door and waited.

"explain!"

Despite his anger, the Duke of Griffin sat down.

"Lord Jelanen has returned from the Emerald Forest."