She Is Not a Witch

Latest website: After drinking the porridge, Lorrain Hill has recovered a lot.

She didn't go to Beines right away, but brought a chair, sat under the eaves of the courtyard, closed her eyes and took a nap.

Although she has already woken up, she will still be a little sleepy, just like after waking up that year, as if she would be sleepy no matter what the day she sleeps.

Recalling the distant past that she saw in her dreams, she now has a general guess about her life experience, but she still lacks a lot of clues. It seems that in the future, she will have to look for information about the twilight ruins so that she can slowly fill in the puzzle. .

For the factions at the end of the twilight era, the plan of the "Primary Heart" should not be completely successful, otherwise it would not be defeated by the ‘mechanical council’. But their efforts are not without results.

According to the records left by the ‘Tree of Life’ sect at that time, the ‘Mechanical Council’ seemed to have noticed its own flaws, and then absorbed the research of the ‘Original Heart’ and began to deduce its own way of creating gods.

He and the other three primordial soul bodies might have been taken away by the ‘mechanical council’ and added to their plan.

According to the record displayed at the end of the system, the ‘Mechanical Council’ should have succeeded in creating gods many years later, but many changes have taken place, leading to the fall of the gods and the situation today.

Judging from the power of the miracle that I used for the first time, the system called myself the third kingship, which meant that there were still two in front, so there were more than one thrones of gods built back then.

So far, that's the end of the information that can be known. Let's rest for a few days, and wait for Benes to stabilize the situation in the church before looking for the storage she wants to unearth in the past.

When thinking like this, Lorrain Hill leaned on the back of the chair and fell asleep slowly.

The wind from the courtyard passed through the leaves and made a slight noise. The young girl's hair floated slightly and then fell, scattered between the white neck. As the chest rises and falls slightly, her eyebrows are also slowly stretched, as if entering tranquility. Dreamland.

The nun guarding the door looked at the sleeping girl in the courtyard. She felt a little bit pitiful and lovely. She smiled and shook her head slightly, then looked up at the clear blue sky.

The church seems to be peaceful and peaceful recently.

————

Clock Tower Capital Mozwa

At the top of the high clock tower, in the spacious and bright hall, twelve mages sit at the central round table, as if each represents a scale of the clock.

"Presumably everyone also received the news some time ago. Our plan on the Sacred Mountain of Karen Riel has failed."

"The candidate for the next pope of the church is almost defaulted to be Beines, unless Charente suddenly jumps out of the competition, but in fact he has not asked foreign affairs for many years."

"This is a huge failure for us. Not only did we lose a precious treasure, it also caused the sanctuary to fall to Crancia."

A mage wearing a black robe stood in the direction of 12 o'clock and told everyone present, the scene was a little dull.

"Is there any way to save it?" asked the next mage with a silver chain on his chest.

"No, the Holy Lance Knights' joint adjudication division martial law holy mountain. At this time, if you want to make any action, it is too easy to be caught."

"Well, it seems that Sanctuary can't be counted on."

"What's the situation on Black Rock?"

"Now they are clearing out the remnants of the "bow hunting faction" in the interior. They have been doing this since defeating the coalition forces of the'bow hunting faction' at the beginning of the year."

"Why did it take so long?"

"It is said that the ‘bow hunting faction’ has changed its leader, and now they have become cunning. They do not fight head-on with the halberd faction, but various harassment and surprise attacks, making the halberd faction very passive."

"It's really disappointing, haven't their musketeers been trained yet?"

"The training is over, but they don't seem to want to throw their elite musketeers into the complex mountains, because this is a waste."

"Hey, it can't be a climate. This group of mercenaries still think about the previous one, in order to preserve their own strength and property first. There is no grandeur and big pattern." Several mage representatives shook their heads and expressed their dissatisfaction.

"Give them a time limit. Within two months, we must end the domestic war, and then cooperate with our battle against Crancia at the end of the year."

"The only good news now is that we can finally be sure that there will be no major moves in the last two years. In this way, we can also mobilize a large number of elites to go north and participate in combat."

"Is this certain? In case Grand Duke Baska of the Verdant Empire crosses the imperial emperor's order and suddenly acts without authorization..."

"No. The physical condition of the two emperors is not very good now, and it is also a critical period for the transition of power. They are very sensitive. Such behavior will definitely leave a huge gap in the heart of the crown prince even if the emperor does not have an attack on the spot."

"This gap will continue to ferment during the time they rule in the future to target the Baska family."

"And if you want to conquer the Seven Kingdoms of Xuehua, it is only the Baska family, who absolutely does not have this strength. Today's Patriarch will not be so reckless and embark on this extremely dangerous path."

"In addition, although he is not old yet, he is no longer young, and he won't take such a risk and go slanting forward with the sword."

Several representatives of the mage who had put their eyes on the green empire, speaking of their recent views, gradually relieved the rest of the people in the field.

"If this is the case, then we can't waste such a good opportunity. Let's start mobilizing step by step from this month."

"Logistics equipment, food, necessary armor and weapons, transport ships, combat airships, mass-produced golems, all must be fully prepared."

"I agree."

"agree."

"It is at this time."

A mage sitting under the back of a high chair raised his arm and voted, and finally passed the decision with full agreement.

Three days later ~www.readwn.com~ a number of homing pigeons, one by one messenger with various orders and instructions, just like the blood flowing from the beating heart, spread out from this city in all directions.

Various factories and workshops began to work overtime, the machinery roared, and the smoke curled up. Soldiers in the same uniform began to train in the wilderness.

"Prepare, let go!"

boom--

A new-style steel weapon was held in the palm of the hand, and as the smoke rose, a short blazing fire emerged from the dark Far East, smashing the huge boulder in front of it into a piece of broken stone fragments.

More troops without muskets, under the command of the commander, pulled out the sabers from their waists and held the metal round shields, struggling to slash the wooden stakes in front of them, cutting smooth incisions.

In other experimental sites, a brand-new steel golem pulled down the veil, and started debugging and testing one by one.

The frosty rose has seven petals, and the seven petals are in one. Now they have to fulfill their promises and ideals.