She Is Not a Witch

　　In the early morning, the ancient fia grassland.

　　 "Does Lecia go further? If you go further north, they are all ancient tribes."

　　 Between the two convoys, Mayer and Lorrain Hill stood together and said goodbye to each other. After a period of traveling, the caravan of Lamia was gradually full and ready to return.

　　 "Yes." Lorrain Hill nodded and asked again.

　　 "What happened to those ancient tribes?"

Meier wrapped her fingers around her hair, thinking and saying: "I heard from the elders in the family that these tribes are very large and powerful, and they even have special fighting groups. But they are also very difficult to get along with. Sometimes they don’t. To be reasonable, depending on your money and goods, you just grab it."

　　 "So we usually only find some familiar medium-sized tribes in our transactions, so that we can have the strength of self-protection and resistance, and will not be slaughtered."

　　 "If you go further north, the savage and ancient orc tribes are not something that caravans like ours can resist, so the general acquisition will almost go back and return."

　　 "Then they don't need goods, such as food and some daily necessities, like needles and threads, combs, mirrors and the like."

"They also need it, but they don't need to buy it, they just go to the small tribes around to "take" it. There are also other medium-sized tribes who will specially tribute something to seek protection or not to be disturbed." Meier put down his hand and made his face The side-twisted hair naturally loosens.

　　 "I probably understand." Lorrain Hill nodded.

　　 "It seems that you have made up your mind." Seeing that Lorrain Hill still hadn't changed his mind, Mayer couldn't persuade him anymore.

"Try to find as many guards as possible on the way, besides... it might be better for Lecia to wear a veil, you are so intriguing." After a short pause, Meier looked at Lorrain Hill seriously Said.

　　 "Hmm." Lorrain Hill blinked, looked at the girl who was worried about herself, and then comforted.

　　 "I will be careful, and our caravan's guards are still very good, so don't worry about it."

　　 "Okay. I can come to the New Wilga League to play with me in the future. I usually stay in the castle under the deep oak mountain. There will be a kind of lavender flower in summer. I like it very much."

　　 After the farewell, Mayer boarded the carriage, took off his hat, poked out from the window, waved to Lorrain Hill, and finally disappeared into the distant horizon with the convoy.

Putting down the raised arms, Lorrain Hill also returned to the carriage. They will go straight to the north and visit the oldest and most powerful tribes on the grassland. There will also be a few people who have talked with. High-level shaman.

　　 The carriage kept moving forward, another place, in the convoy of the Lamia Chamber of Commerce.

　　The wheel ran over the grass roots and pebbles on the road, bumping slightly, and Meier, who was sitting in the carriage, looked at his brother, and saw that he was still a little sluggish.

　　 "Is your brother still thinking about Miss Lecia?"

　　 Holland lifted his supporting chin from his palm, and turned his eyes from the window to the girl in the carriage.

　　 "Yes. Your brother is shameful this time."

　　 "It's my brother who doesn't understand girls' hearts. You are too rude to do that."

　　 "But, I don't know how to chase girls, I'm the purest and most true performance. If I learn the rhetoric, wouldn't I become a playboy."

　　 "But..."

　　 Mei Yier pursed her lips, and for a while she didn't know how to refute, so she looked at Holland with anger.

　　 Looking at the appearance of his own sister, Hollande touched the back of his head, knowing that he seemed to have said something wrong.

　　 "Does Mayer want to eat sweets? I bought a lot from the Lagerties caravan. They have many flavors and fresh styles..."

　　 As he said, Holland asked the maid at the back to take out a delicately packed box from the box, which contained various candies, neatly arranged like gems.

　　 Looking at these, Mayer turned his attention away.

　　 "When my brother bought it, I don't know. But before leaving, Lecia also gave me a few boxes, I haven't opened it yet."

"How could your brother forget you? Mayer is the loveliest sister in my heart. As long as there are good things, I will definitely keep a copy for you." Holland touched Mayer's head with some doting , And then pushed aside by the latter disgustingly.

　　 Soon, there was a surprise cry of the girl in the carriage, and then there was a burst of lively noise and arguments, as the carriage moved forward, and kept going away.

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　　 Five days later, Lorrain Hill finally came to the area where the Cangjiao tribe was located, and now the big shaman on the grassland came from this tribe.

Before the caravan’s convoy approached the tribe’s residence, a group of orc riders with giant horned moose rushed over. They were armed with a mountain axe and had red war patterns on their faces, giving people a powerful and ancient look. momentum.

　　 The horses neighed, and a dozen caravan guards also turned their horses' heads urgently, holding long swords and shields to block their way forward, to prevent them from impacting the carriage behind and disturbing the girl in the carriage.

　　 But the group of orc riders did not stop there. They were even more excited when they saw someone blocking them. They made various shouts, and then rushed over at a faster speed.

　　 Seeing this, these rabbit-eared riders also had to ride back on their horses.

　　 The two sides are like two groups of black spots on the green earth, charging towards each other, the heavy giant axe, the sharp long sword, refracting flakes of cold light in the sun.

　　 "Stop!" In the horse convoy, a girl with rabbit ears galloped out on horseback, shouting.

After hearing this, the advancing rabbit-eared rider slowed down, put the sword in his hand slightly away, and condensed the surging magic power to the shield in the left hand~www.readwn.com~In a short charge, they gathered again, 17 People shoulder to shoulder, horses and horses, their actions are the same, the shields in their hands are connected into one piece, and silver and blue metal patterns emerge on the shields, like a straight steel city wall.

Immediately after this “city wall” collided with the axe-bearing orc on the opposite side, a dense and dull voice sounded. Some axes were knocked out of a few gaps, and some people with axes were directly hit by deer and trampled by horses’ hoofs. Rolling on the ground, there was a wailing.

Although this group of giant axe orcs is very powerful, each is in sequence 2-3, but the guards of the Lagertis caravan are all from the Iron Knights of the Sun, and its lowest is also the strength of the war sequence 4·scorching iron knight. Down, whether it is discipline, individual strength, the art of battle formation, and the will to fight, they are all overwhelming the opponent.

　　 This is still the situation where they deliberately closed their hands. If it weren't for the bunny-eared girl to stop, these giant axe orcs would probably be slashed under the horse on the spot.

　　 Mila wore a black-and-white nun's robes, holding a long stick, and rushed on horseback to check them one by one. Only when they saw that the group of giant axe orcs were not dead, she felt relieved.

　　 She greeted the bunny-eared knights to gather these orcs, and after a brief treatment, she returned to the convoy to ask the young sage's opinion.

　　 When the guards on the watchtower in the tribal camp saw this scene, they blew their horns and beat the giant bell, and the whole tribe began to boil like boiling water.

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