She Is Not a Witch

The headquarters of the Knights of the Holy Lance.

　　 Otis sits at the top of the Hall of Knights. At the bottom, there are two rows of knight commanders in armor. Almost all of them exist in Sequence 7, and they are also the captains of the thousand-man team in the Knights.

　　 A knight wearing a white cloak walked into the hall, and after a brief salute, he began to report on the latest situation.

　　 "According to the reports of the various teams dispatched, the knights who lost contact in those abnormal churches have basically been sacrificed."

　　 He paused for a while, let everyone in the hall digest the unexpected news, and then continued the narrative.

　　 "Most of the church personnel in these abnormal churches have fallen and have taken refuge in an unknown organization. The Cavaliers have already cleaned up these fallen personnel."

　　 "Have you caught the upper-level boss? This is not something a small organization can do." Odis put his hand on his cheek, his voice calm.

　　 "Not for the time being, these people don't seem to be afraid of death, they are also very crazy. After the killing, the clues are broken."

　　 "Oh, what about the adjudication department? I heard that they seem to have gained a lot recently."

　　 "The adjudication department...we don't have the authority to inquire, but judging from the dispatch of its personnel, they should have gained something."

　　 "I see, you can go down first."

　　After the white-robed knight went down, Odis spoke slowly.

　　 "Recently, the pope election is approaching, but there have been many unseen unrest in the sanctuary. This is not a good sign. It is foreseeable that they will make greater moves."

　　 "As the church's most important and backbone fighting force, we have to be more careful."

　　 After he talked about some things that needed attention, he discussed the recent internal affairs with the knight commanders present before the meeting adjourned.

　　 After everyone in the hall was almost gone, the large group leader stood up.

　　 "Ferrara, is there anything wrong with you?" He looked at the only remaining knight commander.

　　 "Yes, my lord, I have something to discuss with you alone."

　　Odis looked at the brown-haired knight for a while, then walked down the steps, "Come with me."

　　 "Yes, my lord."

　　 The two walked one after the other in the corridor of the fortress on the mountain, nodded to the standing knights, and then slowly came to an observation platform, which was empty and a little remote.

　　 "What's the matter?" The two have known each other for many years, Otis said casually.

　　 "Yes." Farrela put her hand on the dark blue stone brick, looked at the sparse buildings below and on the opposite side, and then asked.

　　 "Are you going to run for Pope, Odis."

　　 "Prepare to run, and prepare to fail." Otis said so, the wind blew across his face, and his thick beard quivered slightly.

　　 "Actually, I still support you." Farreira's voice came from the side.

　　 "Interesting, because I am the commander of the Knights?"

　　 "Yes, but there are other reasons."

"Tell me."

　　 "Sibes is too utilitarian. Although he was good when he was young, he has gradually changed. Beines is good, but his temperament is not strong enough, sometimes too soft, which makes people difficult to rest assured."

　　 "It sounds reasonable, what about Charente, who was a big man when I first joined the church."

"His Royal Highness Charente is impeccable in character and strength, but he is almost undesirable and has no idea of ​​changing anything. If he becomes the pope, it means that there is no pope in the sanctuary." Farreira said and turned around. Come.

　　 "I can see that Master Odis has further ideas and determination to change, but you sometimes abide by your own rules too much and it is not convenient to shoot."

　　 "I am willing to wave the flag and shout for you, I only hope that when you win, you will get a little glory."

　　 "Hahaha, I didn't expect you to be so ambitious, Ferreira." Otis patted his hand on the crevice of the city wall, and the metal armor on his body made a slight crash.

　　 "But, how should I trust you." His voice was suddenly serious, and his deep blue eyes looked at the man in front of him like ice.

　　 "You just need to wait, and good news will come in three days."

　　Fari stretched out his right arm, clenched into a fist, and slammed into the armor on his left shoulder, making a sound of metal collision.

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　　 The Palace of Ten Swords, the Inner Palace of Flowing Water.

　　 The clear mountain springs flowed down from the top of the courtyard and fell into the pool in the middle, splashing flowers, bringing a pleasant sound, and the heat of midsummer was dissipated for most of this, and the interior became cooler.

　　 An old man with a kind and blessed face is sitting on a bench by the pool, and a young nun next to him is feeding him cut fruits.

　　 A guard in gold armor walked into the courtyard to report.

　　 "Master Sibis, a bishop from the south has asked to see you."

　　 "Oh, what's his name." Sibes leaned on the bench, shaped like a large winter melon.

　　 "His name is Pickpin, and he is said to be the bishop of Verga Greenwater."

　　 "It seems familiar." Sibes chewed on crisp melon slices.

　　 "He is a descendant of your lord when you were in Lam Ye Palace. He went to the south to be a pastor more than ten years ago, and he was gradually promoted to bishop." said an attendant next to him.

　　 "Well, let him in, I probably know what he came from." Sibes slowly swallowed the food in his mouth, and sat down slightly with the support of the waiter on the side.

　　 "Yes, Sir Sibis." The golden armor guard stood up and walked out of the palace.

　　 Not long after, a slightly thin, white-robed bishop with a goatee walked into the palace, with two young priests behind him.

　　 "It's been a long time, Pickpin, it's been hard for you these years." Sibes said so, ready to stand up to meet him, and the attendants on both sides are also ready to help him up.

　　 "No need, no need, no need for Sir Sibis to be so kind."

　　 Pike waved his hand flatly, pressed forward, and stopped Sibes' movement, and then the two began a polite conversation. Recalling each other's years in the Lam Ye Palace, as if that was the most precious memory of the two.

　　 When talking about some touching things in the past, the eyes of the two of them were still slightly red, and a few drops of ‘sincere’ tears shed. At this time, the two of them sat together unknowingly.

　　 Sibes's fat and broad palms slowly patted Pickpin’s shoulders, and exclaimed: "I really miss that time, when we were so young and we had our own dreams."

　　 "Yes." Picking also sighed, then continued.

　　 "It's a pity that more than 20 years have passed, and now the body is slowly aging, and there are many things that I can't afford."

　　He paused for a while before continuing to speak.

"I came this time because I felt I was running out of time. I wanted to meet my old friends and arrange funeral arrangements. Come on, boy, let me introduce you to you." He waved and will follow him in a young man. The priest called over.

　　 "This is Lord Sibis, now the priest of the Scepter of the Ten Sword Palace, a respected and trustworthy elder."

　　 "Sir Sibis is good..." He nodded solemnly, and then introduced himself.

　　 "I adopted this child over there, and I have placed a lot of expectations on him." Pickpin said.

　　Sibis squinted his eyes and looked at the two of them a little bit, and found that their faces were somewhat similar, so there was also a faint smile on their faces.

　　 "Good boy, good boy."

　　 He reached out his hand and touched the young man's head.

　　 "Don't worry, I will remember this kid. Lusa went to my closet and took the pendant over, as a gift for an old friend." He raised his hand and said.

"Yes, Sir Sibis." The nun walked away quickly and came to Sibis's bedroom. She opened the bedside cabinet to reveal the mixed golden necklaces and pendants. She took one from it. After a little inspection, a small box was found and packed, and then he held it out.

　　 After seeing the nun came back, Sibes took the box, pressed the button on it, and popped out the golden pendant with a faint brilliance.

　　 "This is a gadget I made in my free time recently. It's probably of silver grade quality, and it's a little bit of my heart. I will give it to you." He passed the pendant over.

"This...this, don't need to be so, this is what you took your time to do, how can you give it away so easily." Picking stopped a few times before letting the young pastor on the side take the pendant. , And then put it on the chest on the spot.

　　 "That's good, this is good." Sibes said a few words with a smile, which moved the young priest.

　　 "Should we not sit down anymore, it's almost time for dinner on our side."

　　 "This is unnecessary. Although I am an old friend, I can't bother you all the time, Sir Sibes." Picking stood up, said a few more polite words, and then took two young priests to say goodbye.

　　 "Let's do that. If you have any difficulties in the future, you can come to me, old man." The two hugged again before they slowly separated.

After 　　, in Sibis's smiling eyes, the three slowly left the palace.

　　 After a while, Sibis looked at the clear water in front of him and asked, "Are they gone?"

　　 An attendant walked out quickly, then came back, whispering: "My lord, they are gone."

　　 "Yeah." Sibes nodded, his face becoming a little cold.

　　 "Help me get up and take a shower, and then clean up here."

　　 "Yes, my lord."

　　 After speaking, two attendants slowly helped the big-bellied Bishop Sibis to the back of the palace.

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　　 Since seeing Bines, Lorrain Hill has received a lot of attention these days. After all, the scene where she was eating with the church giant that day was seen by many nuns.

　　 Afterwards, everyone slowly inquired, only to realize that this seemingly young silver-haired nun had such an extraordinary origin. Not only the top student of Emenas, but also the chief of the academy, once led the academy to win the championship of breaking the army.

　　 Many people are talking about this girl for a while.

　　 "Has Luo Xier changed her clothes?" Outside the bedroom door, two girls waited.

　　 "It's almost done, wait a minute." A sweet, light voice came from the room.

　　 Lorrain Hill looked at several clothes on the bed, hesitated, and finally chose a black dress with the main color, but the skirt and cuffs had a little white fold pattern.

　　 It’s still a bit simpler, she thought about taking off her nun's gown and put on this black dress.

　　 Today is the day of the classmates gathering. They have already taken time off and are ready to go out in the afternoon and evening to visit the scenic spots on the Lower Holy Mountain.

　　 At this time, it would be inappropriate to wear the clothes that you usually work with, so Lorrain Hill would change clothes here.

　　 The door squeaked open, and Lorrain Hill, wearing light green sandals, black dress and ponytail, appeared in front of them.

"Wow."

　　 "It's so beautiful, Rosie."

　　 Jelika gave a thumbs up, and then a few people left the small courtyard and walked towards the mountain road on the side.

　　 Jelika wore a trousers shirt with blond hair tied into a ponytail, while Boli wore a white and pink summer dress. The three girls walked along the path together, talking as they walked.

"Let’s go to the Shanxiang Palace first, and Haisen and the other boys will wait for us there. The buildings and statues there are very good, you can take a look, and then go to the Anthem Palace to listen to the choir singing together, and then go to watch the sunset blowing Finally, I will go to the Holy Flame Palace. There are several restaurants over there for tourists and church personnel to go, and the flavors are richer."

　　 Jelika talked about today's arrangements, and then the few people speeded up their pace a bit.

　　 After half an hour, the mountain elephant palace.

　　 The white jade is carved with exquisite human-shaped statues, which are placed in a flower bed not far from the road for visitors and church personnel to admire. Several people walked up the stone stairs.

　　 After several turns, a spacious platform gradually appeared in the vision of the three of them. As they approached, they gradually heard a few familiar conversations. It was a student from Emenas.

　　 "It's so hot, why aren't those girls here yet."

　　 The sun was shining on the white square, and there were continuous cicadas in the surrounding trees.

　　 "It should be coming soon, Jerica and Rosier are still on time."

　　 When several people said, the three girls finally appeared on the side of the square.

　　 "Huh, here I am, brothers!" Jelica waved and jumped up.

　　 "Hey, it's coming." The four came over, and they got a little tan after not seeing this for a few months.

　　 "Would you like to drink some water first?" Hesen walked forward~www.readwn.com~ At this moment, he is still wearing a large white priest's robe, and seems to have just finished his work.

　　 "Let's have some, I have to go play afterwards." Jelika expressed her need, and the seven people walked to the side of the shade of the tree.

　　 Opened a deep well suppressed by a huge rock, Haisen pulled up a wooden barrel from it, and placed several glass bottles in it.

　　 "Isn't it sure that the inside is wine?" Bori asked curiously.

　　 "Of course not, just clean water, but it will cooler if you put it inside." Haisen handed over a few bottles, and then took out a few more cups.

　　 So 7 people sat in the shade of a tree and had a drink.

　　 They talked about the recent situation, some complained, some complained, and some laughed at each other, laughing and joking.

　　 "There are so many articles and rules to be recited in the Palace of Ten Swords." The crow leaned back on the tree, raised one foot and stepped on the bark, and said slowly.

　　 "Huh, you just need to endorse the book. We have recently added a lot of training content." Jelika put down the cup, sat on the stone chair and stretched her legs, and then stretched again.

　　 "I went to bed at night and my body was sour."

　　 "Why don't I help you massage it." Boli volunteered after hearing it.

　　 "Okay, okay, thank you very much, sister Boli."

　　 "Sister Boli, I want too." Several boys also booed at this time.

　　 "Just forget it." Jelika shook her finger to suppress their delusions.

　　 After drinking some clear water, Lorrain Hill also put down the cup, sat under the tree, in a daze, feeling the rare tranquility in the past few months.