She Is Not a Witch

"When will the sage be back?" Palinsha looked at Lorrain Hill, who was wearing a black and silver robe again, and asked with her head down.

"About the beginning of next year, there are still some things that need to be dealt with." I can't say that I still have to go to school, the girl thought.

During her two years in Emenas, she has read many books and met many students from other regions, and she has gained a better understanding of the world. It can be said that it has been very rewarding. If it hadn't been for the invitation of Pullman this time, I'm afraid I would stay for five years before leaving.

However, the world is changing. Nowadays, Croatia is in the early stage of the founding of the country, and many problems need to be solved urgently. If some regulations and policies are not right at the beginning, subsequent corrections will waste a lot of energy and resources and miss many opportunities.

She had to put aside the people and things in the school for the time being, and first participated in the construction of Crancia.

However, some promises still need to be followed. Before the holiday, she promised Frosia that she would spend the winter festival party with her at the end of the year, so she would have to stay in school for a while in the next six months.

"See you next year, Palinsha."

Lorrain Hill waved, and then bid farewell to the secretary general. As for the others, she said it before, and the separation time won't be too long this time, so there is no need to make it too formal.

"Goodbye, Lord Lorrain Hill."

Palinza put on her skirt and saluted, and then a breeze blew up, and the silver-haired girl disappeared into the blue sky.

The boundless fields and mountains undulate on the ground, and the river reflects the crystal light, decorating the ground like a streamer. Blowing the gentle summer breeze, Lorrain Hill looked at this magnificent mountain and river, and a burst of pride rose in his heart.

Even in the face of various scars and destruction, the world will still be rejuvenated and still so beautiful.

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A day later, in the Tizilan Mountains, Maple Leaf Garden.

As the air flow dissipated, the dress slowly fell, and Lorrain Hill returned to his home where he had been away for nearly a month. Taking off her coat and putting on light slippers, she threw her head on the soft big bed and rolled around with her pillow.

Still comfortable at home.

She lay on her back on the bed, spread her hands, took off her slippers with one foot, and stepped on the bed. Looking at the wood grain ceiling and thinking about the experience of this month, it is really incredible.

Before she went out, she didn't actually think too much, but simply wanted to see what Crancia looks like today and whether Pullman has led the country in the right direction.

As a result, he was caught by the student, and he suddenly changed from a bystander to a participant.

It seems that I have been busy these years, but next time she goes to Crancia, she would have to go to various counties and provinces first to see the actual situation, otherwise it would be bad if it is too divorced from reality.

In this way, she lay in bed and took a nap before waking up in the afternoon.

After waking up, she took a small circle in her backyard, plucked a few green cucumbers and put them in a basket.

In the summer sun, the colors of the forest are particularly clear and vivid. The tender green leaves sway in the breeze along with the branches, and the crystal clear stream flows on the pebbles, making a subtle and pleasant sound.

Lorrainhill opened her hands and walked on the rocks by the stream, maintaining her balance. The summer breeze in the woods brought a hint of coolness, causing her hair to float along with it.

Turning a few tall redwoods and stones, she found a suitable position, put the basket in her hand into the stream, and then blocked it with a few pebbles to prevent the basket from being washed away by the water. The cucumbers in the basket are also soaked in the cool stream water to slowly filter out the summer heat.

Simply blow a large rock clean, Lorrain Hill sat on it, the white skirt divided into mottled appearances by the sunlight in the shade. She took off the sandals on her feet and put her toes into the water, and a cold water touch spread to the upper part of the body with her calves.

The girl watched her two feet rise and fall in the stream, playing with spray playfully. After having fun like this for a while, then let go.

She leaned on the sloping stone and looked at the leaves in the sky. The blue sky faintly revealed from the branches and leaves, and a gust of wind blew and made a rustling sound.

Closing his eyes, the long singing of birds came from the forest in the distance.

After a long time, she opened her eyes, and as a breeze floated, she slowly landed on the place where the basket was placed.

Take out the soaked cold cucumber, break it into two pieces with a crisp sound, and then take a bite. The cool and slightly sweet sensation permeates the mouth.

In fact, when she was young, she would still peel the cucumbers when she ate them, because the cucumbers at that time were indeed green and yellow, with a smooth surface, thicker and rounder, which made it more inconvenient to chew. Later, there was only one kind of cucumber on the market, that is, the slender type with small jagged surfaces. The advantage of this type of cucumber is that it can be eaten without peeling it, and it feels like popsicles.

After eating a few cucumbers, Lorrain Hill took out his fishing rod and sat idle on the rock to catch fish. Of course she would be faster to catch the fish directly, but that would be no fun.

In the depths of the stream, a few fallen leaves floated over the water, and the white plume was constantly undulating on the surface. The bait below was swaying back and forth under the touch of the swimming fish. The silver-haired **** the side looked curiously at the river fish with long palms. , Wondering whether tonight is steamed or braised in brown sauce.

The decision is yours.

The fishing line was pulled up long in the air, and an orange carp (king?) jumped out of the water and landed on the grass beside it. Its tail was constantly rolling, and its body bounced and fell on the ground.

The King Carp used water splashing, and the effect was unusual.

Lorraine Hill came over, squatted aside and put the basket beside her, looking at the carp, she poked it with her finger, and then the carp jumped up and soared more than 500 mm above the ground It's nice to fall into the basket that has been waiting for a long time~www.readwn.com~ so that you don't have to make your hands sticky.

Carrying the basket, Lorrain Hill walked toward the hut where he lived, and began to prepare today's dinner.

In the evening, she flipped through the recipes stored in the system, looked at the browned fish in the country, and turned it over with a spatula from time to time.

"Well, um, we need to add some pepper, garlic, chili..."

The auxiliary materials were sprinkled into the pot, and with the sound of oil sizzling, a burst of incense came out of the pot.

"Then add boiling water, boil it for a while, sprinkle some green mysterious substance, and it's done."

Holding a wooden bowl with a bowl of white glutinous rice, the girl sat beside the tumbling small pot with chopsticks, and waited for a while.

I stretched out my chopsticks and took a bite. The deliciousness of fish, the numbness of Chinese pepper, and the scent of pepper overflowed my taste buds.

Cooking is really fun.