She Is Not a Witch

"thanks..."

With a weak voice, the girl took the fruits and ate them in small bites. The sweet and sour juice of the berry cracked between the teeth, bringing a little coolness, which made his consciousness sober a lot.

Most of the fruits in the wild are very small, very sour, and few can be eaten directly, but the few in their hands are accidental. Although this black and white raccoon is not strong, it seems to have a special talent for looking for food.

Seeing the girl slowly coming over, Lorrain Hill added dead wood to the fire, and then the two gradually began to talk.

"Is it alone? It's relatively rare at this age."

Lorraine Hill looked at the girl through the orange flames, and saw that her fair and tender skin should be well maintained, unlike someone on the go, and she has such superb swordsmanship and strength at a young age. It should also be well-educated, not like an ordinary person.

It should be a girl from a noble family, and only the children of noble family, who can teach swordsmanship. This is the tradition of the green empire. They build a country by military force, and their personal strength is often the face of the nobleman. Although it is not required to be very strong, but at least some, and will not be a layman.

"...It's a person." The girl looked at Flame and replied blankly, and stopped again.

Seeing that she didn't want to speak any more, Lorrain Hill didn't say much, let her sit for a while first, slowly.

As the night got darker, Lorrain Hill took out the bag he carried, took out the towel from it, poured some clear water, and handed it to the girl.

"Do you want to wipe your face? I'll go to bed later."

Hearing these words, Lottie looked at her hand and touched her cheek again, only to realize that she was a little uncomfortable. He said thank you again and took the towel.

Although the sweat during the day dries out, there is still some discomfort remaining, and it will be more comfortable after washing. Limited by today's conditions, it can only be simply scrubbed.

When he went to bed, Lorrain Hill took out the blanket he had prepared behind him, spread it on the cleaned grass, and then invited the girl over.

"Let's sleep here tonight. Fortunately, there are two blankets, just two people." In fact, she brought a lot in the storage space, but it was not easy to take out too much at this time.

Without words for a night, Lorrain Hill curled up in the rolled up blanket, like a large spring roll, and gradually fell asleep. The pink-haired girl has some insomnia.

The evening breeze was a bit cold, but the campfire beside him was very warm, and the black and white animal was also lying not far from the fire.

The night space between the forests is clear, and you can see the vast galaxy dotted with the night sky. Although these stars look so small and distant, under the starry sky, people can always feel their own insignificance, as if the sense of existence will be affected by this vastness. Engulfed by the world.

The eyelashes on the pupils blinked, Lottie shrank her hand in the blanket and gently pressed her chest, feeling the beating heartbeat and the pulsation of blood flow from time to time, and a feeling of being alive was recognized by the brain and body again. Know.

"I'm still alive." While these words are full of hope, they are also full of sorrow.

Although she is still alive, only she is still alive, and all of her relatives have passed away in front of her eyes.

Some died of war, some died of murder, some died of a break with the royal family, and some died on the way to protect her from escape. The former family was so glorious, brilliant enough to control the situation of the entire empire, making countless people tremble and fear, under the banner of the red dragon on the black background, there were countless legions ready to go.

But all this disappeared.

Just over a year ago, she was still sitting in the secluded courtyard at home, painting the sky with colorful paints, and then a knight with blood in armor rushed into the house and brought back a bad news.

Her father, the guardian of the southern border of the empire, the Duke of the Red Dragon, and the patriarch of the Baska family, died in the territory of Crancia, and the army of the empire was also retreating under the new weapons of Crancia.

From that day on, everything changed.

One by one urgent news came from the front line. The names of the elite family corps disappeared from the record one by one, and the uncles and uncles from the past never returned. The aunts shed tears at home all day, and the mother has rarely spoken since then.

She didn't understand the intrigue and the exchange of interests of the upper echelons of the empire. But it was indeed a chaotic period. The light in the study room at home never seemed to be off. Every day I met vassals from all over the world, discussed with a nobleman wearing a top hat, and a messenger kept going through the mansion. , Sent and sent news from all parties.

However, such efforts did not change the outcome.

In the case of the sudden death of the emperor, the situation in the empire was confusing for a while, and His Royal Highness, the regent, Edron, who was in power, did not have a good impression of the Baska family, and there was discord in the past west expeditions.

It is a pity that the emperor who could be suppressed in the past has passed away, and Grand Duke Baska has also disappeared on the battlefield with his elite men. No amount of tactics will help the regent, he holds the last army of the empire in his hands.

Under his proposal, the Baska family became sacrificial offerings in the Empire’s war against Crancia.

A large number of territories were ceded, wealth was copied, and paid out as war reparations, just to end the painful expansion of this defeat.

Naturally, the descendants of the Duke of Red Dragon would not sit still, and various rebellions arose in the southern border. As the uncrowned king who has ruled this land for hundreds of years, the Baska family’s business is not unspeakable. There are always loyal nobles who bring knights and warriors to join the crusade~www.readwn.com~ until they all die in the black Under the cavalry and saber.

Those hussars wearing short capes, carrying short muskets, and holding sharp sabers. Since the battle in Crancia, they have also absorbed a lot of opposing tactics and entered a new era.

The lances and spears of the past no longer have the advantage when facing the row of muskets and cannons, and the so-called heroic charge is just to make those muskets fire one more bullet.

Most of the elite legions capable of resisting and harvesting these musket troops have been damaged on the battlefield, and the Baska family became weak after the war. In this way, rebellions were set off again and again, and they were put out again and again by the regiment of the regent, and in this separatist regime, the last blood of the Baska family was also released. Now no nobleman dared to accept the red dragon. Descendants, even if there are loyal people, they just persuade her to leave this land as soon as possible.

"Sorry, Miss Charlotte, we can no longer be loyal to the red dragon on the black background. You will be sent to a distant overseas, where you may be able to spend an ordinary but stable second half of your life."

"We can only do this here." The slightly fat butler bent down in confession, and a dragon armor knight behind him was silent, watching the girl being sent to the carriage, gradually Leaving the familiar homeland, fled to the unknown.

In the middle of the night in the woods, the girl in her dream had warm tears in her eyes unknowingly.

Perhaps this is the retribution of the Baska family. Those who set off the fire wave will eventually be swallowed by the fire wave.

And even if she was young, she couldn't escape everything behind this name, whether it was glory, splendor, sorrow, pain, and sin, they all turned into bitter fruits and slowly swallowed them.

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