She Is Not a Witch

"Fire-eyed Ying, I thought you weren't coming." The execution officer was not surprised to see this scene before him, which was exactly what they wanted.

"Come on!"

He shouted, and a soldier holding a crossbow appeared on the roof around the square, and the taut crossbow string was pressed with arrows that shone magical brilliance. Although Mo Ruo's family is not considered rich and wealthy, such enchanted arrows can still be taken out.

"Prepare, let go!" According to Viscount Mo Ruo's previous instructions, the commander did not wait for the opponent to justify and let go.

There was a rapid sound of breaking through the air, and the black arrow left a fleeting afterimage in the air, shooting directly at the few people on the stage.

Faced with such a situation, the people who originally watched the excitement fled in panic, fearing that they would be affected. Fortunately, the two sides didn't care about these civilians and let them leave.

In a hurry, the crimson sword light waved on the high platform, cutting down a few arrows, but the other parts also shot into the body, bringing up **** flowers of the size.

Seeing her injured, the woman holding a crimson sword on the stage frowned, her eyes condensed, and the sword in her hand shook sharply, tearing the air with the momentum of thunder, swinging a few sword lights, and slashing towards Soldiers in the distance.

She probably has the strength of Sequence 5 of War, so she has the means of long-range attacks.

Several sword beams swept across the roof bricks and suddenly tore apart. Some tiles and soldiers fell down amidst the screams, making a screaming sound.

Seeing such a scene, the ordinary people around hid faster, and the field gradually became empty.

"You still dare to resist, do you want to rebel!" the execution officer questioned and roared.

"No, no, no, this adult can't frame us'fire-eyed warbler' so casually. In fact, we just received news of the death of our companion, so we came to rescue." This mature woman wore white trousers and a jacket. The long sword easily swept the sparse crossbow arrows, and there was still room to answer the execution officer's question.

Immediately, a few sword lights were cut off, causing the remaining scattered crossbowmen to also fall down. Then she stopped and took the few people behind herself to easily jump off the high platform.

"I'm going to talk about the actual issues now." She easily pulled out the orange sword flower from the long sword in her hand, dotted with the cold town, and approached the executioner step by step.

The execution officer, protected by the guards, looked at the woman in silence until she was nearly ten meters away before stopping the other party.

"Stop, what do you want to say, just say it here."

"That's it." Feijian's woman smiled, and then she really stopped and stood still.

"I think I have already shown my sincerity, so can Viscount Moruo show your glory and promise."

After speaking, she glanced back and swept around gently, as if looking for the building where Viscount Mo Ruo would walk out.

"My lord is not here, just tell me if you have anything." The execution officer waved his hand and stopped the soldier beside him for the time being.

"Really? If I tell the truth, will the Viscount-sama's secret be exposed." She lightly pressed her red lips with her free fingers, and leaned forward with a sly smile.

"How could you know the secret of Lord Moruo." The execution officer was unmoved, still shook his head.

"But my lord confessed that if your organization returns the stolen treasure, then we can also let you go and not continue to pursue it."

"Treasures? Sorry, I don't know what treasures are. Maybe you can tell me what the treasures of Lord Moruo look like."

"You..." Hearing this unexpected answer, the execution officer was speechless for a while. This was something he didn't know before, and Viscount Moruo didn't explain how to respond.

The scene suddenly fell silent and froze there again for a while.

Far away from the square, on the second floor of a restaurant, Lorrain Hill and Lottie were sitting by the windowsill, looking at the distant scene through the gaps in the curtains. Although they are hundreds of meters apart, they can see what happened because they are both extraordinary.

"What are they?"

Lottie was a little curious. Today she was wearing a black coat, but a sweater was added inside because the weather was getting colder and colder. And this layer of sweater was made by Lorrain Hill for her.

"It should be some secret treasure." Lorrain Hill recalled the little news he had heard in the forest before. It seems that the organization ‘Fireeye’ has been following Viscount Mo Ruo for a long time.

"There is also a local folklore that the Moruo family hid the property from the past in the forest."

"Is that so..." Lottie listened to the explanation, seeming to think of something, her eyes drifted for a while, and she was immersed in the memory again.

Soon, a rush of fighting sounded, and a group of black-clothed sergeants and the "fire-eyed warbler" in the square began to exchange fire.

There were not only the sparks and sounds of sword collisions, but also a little gunfire. Since the end of the war, some technologies have also begun to spread from Rulner to the world.

To be honest, Lorrain Hill didn't want to get involved in the battle between the two parties. If it weren't for the previous lockdown, she might have to leave here and go to the next stop. But now that the two sides are at war, it happens to be a good way to observe the standards of both sides.

According to her chat with the mercenaries these days, she also asked Miss Charlene. Gradually, I understood the origin of the organization "Fire-Eyed Orioles".

Since the empire conquered this land hundreds of years ago, some military officers and soldiers who have won merits have been sealed here, and they have established their own castles in various places to rule the land under their names.

But because most of them came from the central part of the empire, or other provinces, after they came to this remote and unfamiliar area at the time, they were afraid of being forgotten or losing knowledge of the situation in the central part of the empire, so an organization quietly emerged.

This is the ‘fire-eyed warbler’. They pass through the mountains and forests like nightingales, secretly conveying information about the imperial capital and other provinces, so as to appease the anxious or disturbed new-born aristocrats.

For this reason, in the early days, the nobles attached great importance to the "Fire-Eye Warbler" and made a lot of investment or sponsorship to make it develop better. It can be said that at that time, the ‘Fire-Eyed Orioles’ was a semi-official organization in the southern border, and existed as the eyes and ears of the local nobles.

They use this to understand the situation in the imperial capital, and also to understand the big and small things that happened in the southern border, so that their rule will be more stable.

However, this close cooperative relationship has gradually faded over time. The nobles settled for a long time, gradually became familiar with this land, established a private army and a solid ruling system, and also had other channels to obtain various information, and no longer completely depended on this organization.

In addition, the Baska family, which is gradually integrating the southern border, cannot tolerate such a huge intelligence organization operating in the fief. The princes of Red Dragon began to fight and pull on this organization, wanting to use it completely for their own use.

This kind of process was about to succeed, because the increasingly weak "fire-eyed warbler" also needed a backing.

It's a pity that the war has changed so many things. The Baska family of the red dragon on the black background turned from prosperity to decline. The situation in the southern border was shuffled.

While Lorraine Hill was still recalling the information he had recently obtained, a roar came from across the square.

"Does Moruo-sama really want to drive us to a dead end?"

In the venue, a dozen or so ‘fire-eyed warbler’ transcendents who were originally vigorous have fallen to the ground, and only a few of them are standing, all with injuries. And around these people, in addition to the original guards and black soldiers, there are also a dozen soldiers in bright red uniforms.

They draw their guns and shoot with exceptional standards and calmness. It can be guessed that the soldiers of these sequence 3s are all from the elite of the empire.

One of the officers in a red dress stretched his sword straight to his side, looking at the fallen people in front, drops of blood rolled from the tip of the blade.

"But that's it." He glanced contemptuously at the members of the "Fire-Eyed Warbler", then put the knife away and slowly inserted it back to his waist.

"Tie them up and take them down."

"Yes, sir." The soldiers behind him obeyed, and immediately began to take action.

At this moment, the only person still standing in the clearing was the mature woman with the scarlet sword before. However, her condition was not much better, with traces of blood remaining on the dazzling blond hair, and her eyes were staring at the red-clothed officer who was getting closer and closer.

"You are not from Viscount Moruo, but under the Regent." There are only a handful of officers above Sequence 6 in the Southern Territory. How could this one come here.

"Yes, although your Highness is not in the South, he is still very interested in organizations like yours. If you are acquainted, you'd better lay down your weapons. This is good for yourself and your companions." He scabbed the scabbard. In front of him, he looked down at each other with plenty of room.

"Tsk..." After hearing the answer, the woman tweeted. Although she was dissatisfied, she did not refute for a while. She really needs to consider the lives of her companions around her, and can't mess around at will.

"That's really thanks to the Lord Regent for your kindness, but if you want me to let go and surrender, this can't be done." As he said, a loud eagle sounded from the sky again.

Immediately, a swift black shadow fell from the sky, passed through the damp and cold air in the mountains and forests, and swooped towards the square. This is an extraordinary black eagle known for its speed.

Seeing that the woman was about to escape with the help of the black eagle, the soldiers in red began to aim, gradually pressing their fingers on the trigger, and the magic crystal gun made of alchemy in their hands was gradually charged.

"Stop." The officer drew the knife again and placed it across the muzzle, asking them to stop shooting.

"Let her go."

"Yes, sir." These soldiers immediately took the order and put away the magic crystal spear.

Accompanied by the long whistling eagles in the Wuthering Mountains, the woman once again took off with the help of the beast beneath her, but now she is much more embarrassed than she was high spirits.

"Let her go, I think we also need a messenger to send the news back, so that we can negotiate with this organization faster." Looking at the dark shadow in the sky, the officer turned around with ease.

"Now, let us spend a few days of leisure in this small mountain village." He ignored those Viscount Moruo's men, and left directly with people. By the way, the members of the "Fire-Eyed Orioles" were also affected by his soldiers. Bundle away.

For these elite regiments directly under the royal family, Viscount Moruo's little treasure and careful thoughts are really invisible.

They suppressed several great aristocratic rebellions in the southern border, and have seen how many possessions and secret treasures they have seized. To be honest, there are not too many things that stand out.

Perhaps in the past, it was rare extraordinary weapons and armor, or rare extraordinary skills.

However, times have changed.

The extraordinary skills of the past are no longer applicable, and everything is pushed back. The rare extraordinary weapon in the past was shot by the magic crystal gun set, and it is difficult to say that there is any good performance.

It was just a few more rounds of shooting.

This is the surplus of the Southern Army. After absorbing the advanced tactics and systems accumulated in the war, it began to crush the old forces within the empire.

But after the Baska family, who could have all of this, fell, other nobles in the southern border could no longer control the pressure from the central royal family. Either fall to the royal family, abandon most of the power and confinement, or initiate a rebellion and become a corpse run over under a chariot.

"it's over."

Listening to the quiet scene outside the window, the originally quiet environment in the restaurant became lively again, and everyone began to talk about these elite soldiers from the capital of Long Wing Province.

"It should be the royal regiment directly under it. Look at their armor and weapons, they are simply luxurious." Several poor adventurers were all envious.

"Although His Royal Highness the Regent is generally fighting, he is really good at making money."

"Heh, I just copied the Baska family and sacrificed the red dragon on the black background. What's so proud of." As a local resident in the South, I am still closer to the Baska family.

"Now that the southern border is like this, the royal family really has no face."

"If it hadn't been for them to start a war, but surrender first, how could everything be like this. Now the glory of the empire is the rags of mud, and no one is too lazy to watch it."

"If I had the strength of Sequence 8, I would definitely enter the Rose Palace and cut down the pseudo-king, just like his brother, haha." The drunk man said his thoughts in his heart with a flushed face. UU Reading www. uukahnshu.com

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Listening to the surrounding words, Lorrain Hill did not speak, lowered his head and ate the food in front of him again.

In fact, killing Edron, a familiar classmate, is not difficult for her. But more difficult is how to end the chaos of the empire and establish a new order that everyone recognizes.

She has the theory, but the theory is the theory after all. The empire is not Crancia, and everything cannot be copied from past experience.

That would be no different from historical mistakes.

Perhaps she should ask farmers and hunters in the mountains what they want, or see what else they need.

Compared with the nobles and soldiers who only accounted for a few, these tired and poorly clothed talents are the majority of this land.

It's a pity that in the past, most of these were like trees on the mountain. They would not be valued or'seen' by others. They themselves considered themselves humble and accepted everything as always.

Whether it is the Baska family or the rule of the royal family, life is like this anyway, it will not bring change, there is no hope, and naturally it will not feel pain.

Life is like a cold mountain path, silent and rugged. Although it is difficult to walk, they are also used to being blistered by stones.

While time makes people grow, they also learn to be silent and bow their heads, because in this way can they survive.

And now, how should we act to make these damp firewood burn again? How to make them believe that this long and eternal winter has a day to end. And the future will be more beautiful and real than the present.

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