She Is Not a Witch

Jingyue Strait on the south side of the West Continent

Under the sun's rays in the sky, the sea water showed a faint green, and if it were viewed from a distance, it seemed to be a deep blue.

After leaving Wilga and Rulna on the edge of the continent, the mighty ocean is to the south. After the ship goes out to sea, it will continue to sail thousands of miles south to meet the nearest large island, which is the colorful island in the southern archipelago.

And the sea area between Banlan Island and the mainland is Jingyue Strait.

But today's Jingyue Strait is not quiet. A large sailing ship breaks through the waves and constantly undulates in the waves. The waves sometimes rise and fall into the upper plate armor, getting wet.

Bang bang--

Several low-pitched artillery fires came from a distance, and then several huge waves that were higher than the bow of the ship splashed around.

Looking after the source of the artillery fire, at the end of the field of vision, a group of iron-black ships were firing thousands of meters away. The 40 cannons along the hull fired one after another. The shells struck a long arc towards this side and landed on the wooden hull, smashing layers of shattered wood chips into the hull, and then suddenly exploded, flames and Fragments are flying.

The sea water poured in along the broken hole, and then formed a small vortex around it. Some crew members who fell into the water continued to struggle to grasp everything they could grasp, such as wooden boards, iron bars, broken masts, etc.

But they didn't have time to leave this dangerous vortex, and soon the second round of shelling fell one after another, and many people disappeared directly in the explosion and water waves.

As the birds on the sea continue to stretch and raise the field of vision, the scene of the blue sea below is also panoramic.

To the north is an iron-clad fleet consisting of 30 black warships. Each hull is made of wrought iron. It is about 100 meters long and has a displacement of nearly 9,000 tons. The hull has three tall masts and sails. With 40 square muzzles, one artillery protruded from it, constantly puffing out flames, firing out shells that pierced the sky.

On the south side of the sea, there are a group of large and small sailing warships. There are about a hundred of them. The solid woods are painted with black and white waterproof paint. The maximum hull is only 60 meters, and the maximum displacement is only 5,000 tons. There are several hulls. A tall, standing cross mast, the white sails were already full at this time, and three rows of dense muzzles under the side strings, about 100 artillery guns spewing back fire.

It is a pity that although the number of artillery fires of the Sailing Fleet is large, its caliber is far less than that of the enemy's army, which also caused its power and range to be suppressed by iron armored ships.

The two sides continued to exchange fire on the surface of the sea, continuous artillery fire one after another, splashing a lot of tall water, the sailing fleet from time to time, the sailing fleet burst, burst into flames, or even sink. However, the iron armored ship in the north remained unharmed. The shells fell on its hull, not only protected by solid wrought iron armor, but also illuminated by an enchanted blue line pattern, resisting part of the impact and protecting the interior of the hull.

Sailing battleship, flagship command tower.

"General Pfeiffer, our fleet can't hold on anymore! Fortunately, several warships signaled that they would retreat."

A messenger in a white uniform quickly walked into the room and reported eagerly.

Since the Frost Union started the war with Crancia, it has dispatched several iron-clad fleets to block the Jingyue Strait and alternate patrols at sea. The Cinnamon Kingdom was also implicated in the previous aid, and many merchant ships and passenger ships passing through the Jingyue Strait were detained, which caused considerable losses to the trade-dependent southern islands.

Then, in order to counterattack and protest, the Southern Islands also conscripted many large domestic ships to form a joint fleet to break through the blockade of the Northern Strait.

But if today’s battle fails and a large number of warships sink, it is conceivable that the Southern Islands will be trapped in the blockade of the Frost Alliance for a long time.

General Pfeiffer frowned, and the veteran looked at the rolling sea in the distance. "Are the Divine Wings in the rear not here yet? If they have their assistance, it won't be difficult to defeat this armored fleet."

"Report to the general, we have already sent out the signal 2 hours ago, and we should have arrived long ago..." The adjutant on the side replied sadly.

General Pfeiffer took a deep breath, and then said in a deep voice: "Signal, let's retreat carefully."

"Yes, General!" The messenger ran out of the room, but the mast raised a special signal flag, and the fleet began to turn.

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A hundred miles away from the battle between the two fleets, the sky was densely covered with lead clouds, and from time to time a torrent of fiery red magic emerged from the black-gray clouds. Iron-gray airships shuttled through them, appearing from time to time, constantly attacking the clouds. The giant winged bird flying in the middle.

The eyes of these divine wing birds were blood-red, not as clear and bright as they used to be, but rather madly irrational. The mages on their backs struggled to calm down, barely keeping them from falling into the sea.

The nearly 200 airships that shuttle up and down the sky and clouds will not miss such a good time. More than 3,000 mages on the airships jointly cast spells, forming a golden energy grid, constantly rounding up the frantic divine wing birds.

And once the giant winged birds are rounded up by the grid, there will be intensive artillery fire from the airship, blasting these giant birds into pieces of flesh and blood, scattered in the sea.

"Hahaha, it's so pleasant to watch these beasts fried into grilled chicken nuggets."

Inside a huge black airship, a man in a black and red uniform held up a wine glass and admired the scenery outside the window.

His clothes seemed to be a combination of a mage's robe and a military uniform. It had the elegance of a mage and the neatness and skill of a soldier.

"But.... Thank you very much for your contribution, Abel." The man turned around, and the eight-character mustache on his mouth slightly lifted with a smile.

"Deeply honored, Lord Hunter." A young man bent over to salute, then raised his head. He was wearing a black uniform with a white silk scarf in his collar, showing an elegant temperament.

"About your request, I also know." Hunter took a few steps, sat on the flannel seat beside him, stretched out his right hand, and let the servant on the side fill him with wine glasses.

"After I take down Hopelander, I will protect you, restore the glory of the Tissifone family, and divide the wealth of the Calites and the Hellis family into one third of you."

"Thank you Lord Hunter, and the Tisifones are willing to be your loyal followers." Abel expressed his gratitude again.

Although he knew in his heart that this adult might be writing a bad check, when Hoplander lays it down, he may not get a point for the properties of the Calites and the Hellis family.

But what about it? As long as you hug this Frost Union military man, it will only be a matter of time before the Tisifone family rises again.

He is not like the two reckless brothers. As the last surviving direct descendants of the Tisifone family, Abel deeply understands the insignificance of personal strength, and uses strategy and brain far better than brute force.

The failure of my two elder brothers lies in the fact that they believe in advanced technology and extraordinary strength too much, and give up the initial strategy, and this world is after all a world dominated by people and relationships.

After the failure of the Hopeland Incident, he hid his traces and lurked in the Southern Islands for several years. He finally mastered some of the weaknesses of the Divine Wing Bird. Now he finally used the old network to connect with him. The big shot of Frost Rose.

As long as the Frost Union finally wins, Tisifone’s family will surely be revived in their own hands.

He believed so.

Outside the window of the airship, divine wing birds fell amid various restrictions and attacks, and their feathers and flesh and blood fell into the sky in weeping.

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Three days later, the Hinayue Council and the Cranberry United Kingdom Council met.

The spacious hall is built on the hillside, surrounded by tall pillars, and there are some vines entwined and climbed on it, attached with tender green and dark green leaves.

Outside the hall is a rocky mountain with a flowing spring, and on the other side is an extremely empty field of vision, overlooking the prosperous island architecture below.

There is a drawing of a golden crescent moon on the middle wall of the parliament hall. The golden moon is also entwined with a few vine branches. The vine branches are also dotted with several bright red berries, symbolizing the United Kingdom.

Nowadays, there are many high-ranking figures in the kingdom sitting in the hall. Half of them are wearing different mage robes, and the other half are wearing gorgeous clothes sewn with gold thread and silk.

"I think that under this circumstance, we should agree to Hanshuang United's petition for peace." A middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes got up and spoke. He was slightly fat and looked a little blessed.

After the demise of the Divine Wing Bird troops some time ago, Hanshuang United once again sent a discussion and proposal, hoping that the Youngberry Kingdom would withdraw from the war between the two sides and remain neutral. The Frost Union also promised that once the Chrysanthemum Kingdom agrees, it will stop the blockade of its merchant ships and shipping routes and will no longer interfere with its trade.

As a result, many nobles in the kingdom were moved. Most of their titles and rights are inherited from the Cranberry Duchy. Unlike the Hinayue Council who migrated southward, these nobles don’t care about the situation across the sea. They just want to enjoy a stable and prosperous life. They serve as important trade transit stations. The benefits will do.

"This is not a good proposal. The other party may be tricking." A mage representative on the podium shook his head. His face has bright blue eyeshadow and Toba's decoration is inserted between his hair.

"Craft? How can we defraud, now we have lost even the Divine Wing Bird troops, and the sea power can't beat the opponent." A representative of the nobleman spoke.

A few days ago, the Divine Wing Bird troops were ambushed by the airship fleet hidden in the clouds during the support mission, and a special drug gas was released on the airship, which made a large number of Divine Wing Birds go crazy, and finally led to a large number of establishments. Died at sea, only a few of them escaped back.

However, the air support force of the Cinnamon Kingdom has dropped drastically, and it has gradually lost its ability to control the sea.

"We also have the proud Chimera battle group, the overlord of the sky, the Tyrant Ankylosaurus, and if necessary, we can also call in to watch the gray mountain whales cruising in the sea, and even wake up the ancient sea beasts sleeping under the Meteor Reef."

"Why give up so easily." The mage representative replied.

"Because it's not worth it! There is no benefit." An aristocratic representative who had been silent raised his hand and said.

"I don't know what kind of grudges and fights between the two factions of your mages, but for the entire youngberry kingdom, continuing to fight will not do any good."

"What about the victory of Crancia? They won't give us an extra part of the territory. Moreover, an enclave has to be stationed and protected, which costs a lot and does not benefit much."

"And if we continue to confront Hanshuang, we will have to fall into an endless competition to burn money. This requires a lot of manpower and material resources, and it will also greatly affect trade and economic regression."

"So, why do we fight for Crancia, because that starlight witch is so beautiful, does everyone like it? Absurd!" said the noble representative righteously.

After his speech, various buzzing discussions sounded in the venue, and many people began to favor his statement.

"It seems that there is really no benefit in going on like this."

"That is, those mages are too immersed in the grievances of the past."

"I think it's better to lie down at home and make money, why do you have to provoke the frost union."

Hearing such a voice, the middle-aged nobleman who spoke just now also showed his face and smiled unconsciously.

"Can I say a few words?" Just as everyone was talking, a gentle voice sounded.

Everyone turned their eyes to the center of the rostrum. A gentle-faced man did not know when to stand on the rostrum.

"His Royal Highness?" The voice below was full of surprise.

"It's really this adult, how could he appear in this...this kind of ordinary meeting." The voice paused for a second with surprise before continuing to finish the second half of the sentence.

Magic Sequence 9 Thunder's judge, Uleves, can be said to be a living legend. He was promoted to Sequence 9 as early as 80 years ago, and is now one of the super giants behind the Hinayue Council. However, this big man rarely appeared in the eyes of everyone, and he didn't care about it, and no one in the parliament could order this big man at all.

As the top of the world of Yvar, Transcendental Sequence 9 is a mysterious existence for most people, and no country, organization or order can order them to do things, and most of them will not be concerned about the interests and conflicts of the mortal world. Have their own pursuits. Therefore, the appearance of Uleves surprised everyone.

Such giants and big shots should have been out of the world for a long time, and I didn't expect that they would appear on the parliament today.

Seeing the hall gradually calmed down, the big man began to speak slowly.

"I think we still have to stand with Crancia to resist the expansion of the Frost Alliance."

"Don't rush to deny it, let me tell you my opinion."

"If we allow Frost to unite and unify the western side of the mainland, it means that we will lose the right to choose trade and be controlled and suppressed by the other party."

"The mainland is rich in various products and personnel. They may not trade with us, but many of the things we need come from the mainland. But once the opponents completely control the ports on the coast, we will be controlled by others in the future, even under various threats. , Had to give up more benefits."

"At the same time, the other faction, who is also a master, when their doctrines and views are promoted on the mainland, our southern islands will become a minority in the increasingly sinister public opinion environment, and will eventually be blocked in all aspects and will not be able to go smoothly."

"Even if we have to pay a lot to support Crancia, it is still worth it."

"When the mainland establishes a new order in the future, we will also be able to share part of the rights and positions, and if the Mage of the Frost Alliance is defeated, it will be the right time for our faction to re-enter the mainland. It will bring a steady stream of trade and economy~www.readwn.com~ Therefore, we must not agree to the cold and frost union's summons!"

The behind-the-scenes figure of the young moon mage faction came down, and the wind direction in the hall changed again, and many aristocratic representatives began to rethink their future interests and the impact of their choices.

And on this side of the mage, it goes without saying that as the existence of Magic Sequence 9, it is itself a manifestation of the will of the young moon mage, and many mage representatives fully support his proposal.

After speaking, a new discussion and discussion began below.

"Then, let's start voting." After the discussion time is over, the host on the side of the platform said.

"Please agree with the people of His Royal Highness Ullevis to raise their hands."

As the words fell, one arm was raised in the hall, very neatly, representing that the previously indecisive will of the youngberry kingdom was finally unified at this moment.

"Very well, let's start the next round of recruitment and support proposals..."