She Is Not a Witch

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Two days later, the horse convoy with cargo was moving forward on the grassland. Next to the motorcade are two rows of lion mane riders.

The entire convoy has about 100 people, more than 60 combatants, and the rest are logisticians such as coachmen, hunters, witch doctors, and clerks.

The horses these lionmane orcs are riding are very large, about 2.4 meters high from the top of the head to the bottom of the feet, and the colors are mostly brown and gray, with occasional white patterns. Although the coat color is messy, the running speed is not very fast, but the skeleton is tall, the physique is strong, the endurance and strength are sufficient, and because of this, it can support the weight of the lionmane orc.

Lorrain leaned his head against the window of the carriage and looked at the scenery outside and the lion mane riders.

"What kind of horses are those breeds, I haven't seen them before." She asked Niya who was on the opposite side curiously.

Niya put down the booklet that recorded the goods in her hand, looked up and said, "Those are Milhua heavy horses. They have great physique and strength, but they also have a lot of food. A horse will eat 3-5 people's rations. A few powerful tribes will raise them."

"This kind of horse farming land should be pretty good." Lorrain Hill deserves to be a young expert in farming. The first thing he thought of after seeing it was to use it for agriculture.

"This...but few people farm on the grassland. Because of the lack of food, some people have tried it before, but the effect is not very good. Only a few places close to the river have farming." Niya shook her head. The horns between the chestnut hair also swayed.

"What is the reason for this?" Lorrain tilted his head, wanting to know the specific reason.

"Because farming will make the land barren, and the grassland is windy and cold, and many crops are not growing well." Niya said with some regret.

"So..." Lorrain Hill thought for a while, then put his hand in the plush glove, thinking slowly.

Gufia is located in the north, and autumn is also very short. Recently, the weather has become a bit cold.

On the way back, it was relatively peaceful, and nothing major happened. The Lionmane tribe is a large tribe on the grassland, with strong strength. Although the cave lion tribe is only one of the branches, its strength is still strong. Other small tribes are more fearful. Will not provoke deliberately.

On the road, you can still see some horse-riding teams heading north. They are the teams to participate in the fire-picking festival, and many tribes are far away from the place where the fire convention is held, and they all set off some time in advance. And the Fire Picking Festival is approaching.

Due to the marinated meat and some other goods, the carriage did not move fast, and it took five or six days before it arrived at Niya's tribe.

However, after entering the residence of the shofar tribe, Lorrainhill obviously felt a little low in the atmosphere. After the orcs of the Lionmane tribe put down the goods, she rushed to the tent where Niya was.

"...That's it, Niya." A slightly familiar voice came.

"Is Grandpa Ketan hurt?" Niya's voice was a little excited.

"Yes, but fortunately, there is no danger in life." The voice said comfortingly.

"How can they..." The girl's voice was a bit indignant and bitter.

Isn't this kind of thing very common? It's good. The other party just robbed some sheep and didn't kill anyone. Niya said to herself, but her heart was still a little uneasy and uncomfortable.

"Niya, don’t get excited, oh... I didn’t want to tell you that you still have a great future. This is not a big deal. After you graduate from Emenas, your strength will become stronger, so naturally. No one will dare to bully us. Don't fight for this moment."

"This is not cowardice, but another kind of bravery and wisdom." The slightly thick voice persuaded Niya.

Hearing this conversation, Lorraine's hand that was about to open the door curtain to go in slowly lowered, and when the voice in it gradually settled down, he said hello and opened the door curtain to go in.

In addition to Niya, there was an older man in the tent. He had brown-black hair and his face was somewhat similar to Niya.

"Hello, I'm Niya's classmate Lorrain." Lorrainhill saluted slightly and said hello.

"Hello, I am Niya's uncle, which is her father's brother Kule." The uncle took off his hat in return, and then put on the hat and continued.

"I heard Niya said that Miss Lorland helped her a lot in school. Thank you very much. Our shofar family has not received any distinguished guests for a long time. If there is a lack of hospitality, please try your best to offer and understand."

"Then I won't bother." Then he slowly withdrew.

This uncle Kule is very talkative. Most of the other people in the shofar tribe just say a few simple words like thank you, okay, you can do everything you want, and sometimes they want to show warmth and hospitality, but Not knowing what good looks to say, Lorraine was a little anxious about it, and naturally wouldn't blame them.

"Lorland is here too, sorry, you should have heard what you said just now." Niya watched Lorland approaching, and then took her hand.

"Where is Grandpa Ketan, take me to see first."

"Yeah." Niya nodded, and walked towards a tent with Lorraine. Although she could not heal herself, Lorraine should have a way.

The gray tent is a bit old, and the edge is a little broken. After the door curtain is opened, two people are already standing in it. An older croissant is standing by the bed, holding the smashed herbs in his hand and is going to the wound. Next to the compress is his assistant, helping to hold down the injured old man.

The old man on the bed has a gray beard and a thin figure. The outline of the bones can be clearly seen from the skin. He hummed occasionally, with a bandage on his arm and a long wound on his chest.

Hearing someone coming in, he opened his eyes and took a look. Seeing that it was Niya coming in, she wanted to say something, but the pain in his chest made him suffocate and didn't say anything.

"Grandpa Ketan, don't move yet." After Niya walked in, she let the old man settle down before slowly checking the injury.

The old man of the shofar tribe was basically a skin trauma. Fortunately, it didn't hurt the internal organs, but in the end, if the internal organs were injured, he probably wouldn't have gone anymore.

After the witch doctor applied the medicine and left the tent, Lorrain Hill walked forward to investigate.

The situation is okay. The old man's body is still healthy, Lorraine thought for a moment, then opened his hands, the pure white magic gradually emerged in the air, and then gathered in the middle of the two hands, as the brilliance flows, flashing according to a certain rhythm, and finally Condensed into small water balls.

After that, the shining water ball atomized into small water droplets and fell on the old man's wound, blending into it. Slowly, the old man's frowning brows gradually loosened, and his breathing became smoother.

After another period of condolences and inquiries about the cause of the incident, Niya knew what happened.

It turned out that the wolf's ear clan near the shofar clan clashed again, and the two sides began to fight and attack each other.

Although the shofar people have shrunk most of their flocks, the lack of forage has forced some of their flocks to feed on nearby pastures. In this way, the conflicting wolf ears were affected.

Riders brandishing long knives swept in and rushed to disperse the flock within a short time. After finding that it was not the enemy, they did not immediately stop, but drove and robbed the flock.

The shofar tribe was relatively weak and did not resist, but fled quickly, but even so, several members of the tribe were injured.

Fortunately, the enemy didn't pay much attention to it. After driving away some of the shofar tribes, they stopped chasing after them and went back to enjoy the spoils.

After understanding what happened~www.readwn.com~ Niya hesitated.

Revenge for this? But neither himself nor the tribe are strong enough, ask Lorraine for help? No, the school has regulations that students cannot participate in any conflicts between organizations and countries. Doing so will cause Lorrain to be dropped out of school, and it's not a life-and-death-related event.

But do nothing? I feel a puff of breath suppressed in my heart and it is difficult to swallow. Blindly patience will only make people think that you are very bullied.

Just when she hesitated, the door curtain was opened, and several elders from the clan walked in.

Among the three elders, one is a shaman in the clan, the other is the clan chief, and the other is an elderly soldier in the Sequence 4.

"I heard that Niya is back, let's see you, and the injured guest." said the old patriarch.

"I know Niya and Lao Ketan are very familiar, but I still hope you don't act impulsively."

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