She Is Not a Witch

The man covered in heavy armor was holding a halberd like an axe in his hand, dragging it on the ground at will, pressing out a gully, and then he picked it up easily.

"You put the knife down now, I guess I can let you go." His low voice emerged from the gap in the armor.

"That is impossible."

Jina pressed her finger on the back of the cold knife, and as her fingers stroked gently, the lines as thin as silver snow slowly lit up on the knife body. This knife was once in the'Black Veil' society, and Osuna gave it to her of. The man seemed to be satisfied with this loyal and conscientious subordinate, so he took out this long pearl knife to reward her.

She regretted entering that crazy club, doing a lot of wrong things, and hurting friends she once knew, but everything in the past has happened, and she can only suppress this confession in her heart and want to do her best to do something to remedy it.

In the school, everyone had their own lives. After the transfer, the number of students at the Walled City College decreased, and no one retaliated against her. This guilt has never been released.

But now that she encounters such a scene, it is even harder for her to go against her heart and escape.

There is a clear dividing line between right and wrong. Don't be fooled by other people's rhetoric, Jena. She told herself so in her heart.

Holding the handle of the knife tightly with his right hand, and then slowly covering his left hand, holding the knife in both hands, a faint brilliance rose in Jena's eyes like a jade. Although she has only the strength of Sequence 2 today, she had entered the realm of Sequence 4 with the blessing of that secret technique last year. She has a wealth of experience. Facing the enemy in front of her, she is not without the power of a battle.

"Humph."

The leader on the other side looked at the girl with disdain to transport the magic, but what about? The gap in strength cannot be made up with just a bit of seriousness.

Suddenly, the heavy halberd swept across directly, tracing a crescent-like track in the firelight, bringing up the screaming wind pressure.

The attack surface of the sweep is huge, and now Jena is not as agile as last year, and has no time to dodge, so she can only use the blade to block it.

The blade that was too sharp cut directly into the halberd, and then was wrapped in a huge force and pressed against Jena. His feet on the ground were pushed on the ground, and the mud was thrown up, and after a short distance, it was able to stop.

"But so." The leader of the mercenary made a brief comment, and the halberd was gathered together, and once again drawn an amazing arc in the air, the cold cold light flashed down and directly slashed at the innocent girl. He is also a battlefield veteran, his moves are fierce and straightforward.

"Go to death for me!"

At this moment, Jena's hands were numb, and her arms had not recovered from the heavy hit just now. The only thing that could move was her legs.

The body twisted vigorously in the sound of the howling halberd breaking through the air, wiping the edge to avoid it, and then rolled to the ground, and the halberd also smashed on the ground next to Jena's head, and splashed with small stones On the face, the pain made her feel shocked.

This is not Emenas. If you are seriously injured and cannot escape, it will end in death. No one will stop at all, and there are no powerful therapists to help you.

Under the threat of dying, Jena fully operated the transcendent core in his body, and the only two abilities of Sequence 2·Wild Wind Swordsman were used at a slight acceleration.

The body was slightly lighter, and then with the help of her arms, she quickly rolled around, avoiding a sweep of the enemy again, but her face was cut by the aftermath of the halberd cold front, and a row of bright red blood shed. .

At this moment, she didn't have the mind to deal with this kind of non-serious wound, because the next attack came again, but this time it was difficult to dodge.

Jena struggled to get up from the ground, but buckled her knees on the ground, and put the knife on her shoulder to block the halberd that had been split.

The heavy halberd was cut open by a sharp blade, and a cut of the head hit Jena's shoulders directly, breaking several bones and drawing long bloodstains.

The left shoulder was scrapped.

Jena's heart sank. Such an injury can't be recovered in a short time.

Taking advantage of the time when the enemy's weapon was damaged, she got out, shifted to the outside, and finally left the attack range of the leader. Although her current strength is far inferior to this leader, but fortunately she is lighter and faster than the heavy armored mercenary leader.

Enduring the pain, she held a sword in her right hand and drew a few cold arcs in the air, cutting out bright red openings for the soldiers who had surrounded her to stop her leaving, causing these people to lie down in wailing, unable to stop themselves, and then ran. Go to your horse, turn on the horse, and leave for the time being.

The horse under her body hadn't taken a few steps yet, a dangerous signal emerged from the transcendent perception. Before she could turn around to observe, she lay down on her side urgently, a spear passed through her side, and took away a piece of blood on her elbow. Then disappear into the night.

so close.

If she hadn't reacted, the spear would have passed through her chest.

On the rugged mountain road, she struggled to twitch the horses under her ~www.readwn.com~ and ran wildly in the night, jumped directly off the road and entered the fields below. In this way, with the help of the occlusion of her sight, she was shooting from the rear Leave briefly.

Gasping for violent white air, one man and one horse ran wildly at night, avoiding the chasing soldiers behind him, until they walked farther and farther, and the voice behind them became thinner and quieter.

In the end, Jina finally stopped the horse under her after she was sure of her safety, and fell tiredly in a mountain col by horse by horse. With the help of the dark night, she finally avoided the pursuit of those people.

After relieving her breath, she pulled out several medicine bottles and gauze from the packages on both sides of the saddle, and then began to treat the wounds on her body.

Only then did she notice the ubiquitous pain on her body. During the brief confrontation, not only the wounds on the surface of the body, but also her internal organs and bones suffered a lot of dark injuries.

Recalling the first aid knowledge that her father had taught, Jena treated her wounds step by step, bandaging them carefully, and prayed in her heart not to get sick or get fever. It's a remote place, but it's not a good place to recuperate.

At night, after calming the frightened horse, Jena closed her heavy eyes and slowly fell asleep.

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Crancia, Nieder County.

"His Royal Highness, where have you been these days."

After returning to the caravan in the city, Mira looked curiously at the returning Lorrain Hill. This Highness now wears boots and a hood, and seems to have walked a long way.

"Go to the east and find a deceased person." Lorrain Hill unfastened the cord buckle at the collar, untied the jacket, revealing the shirt that was inside, and rearranged her hair before sitting at the table and chair to rest.

"He will be here soon, but I will see the local chief in these two days."

Lorraine Hill talked about his decision.

"Okay, I'm going to make arrangements." Mira nodded.