She Is Not a Witch

Imperial capital, Titania.

Flying birds bring the breath of spring, and the green vines in the corner of the wall once again pull out curved buds, slowly climbing along the delicate sandy wall.

In the new year, the royal family held a spring celebration as usual. Both the queen and the regent attended the palace square, and waved to the crowd amidst the fluttering of flower petals to show their closeness.

Outside the city, the tall city gate is enough for the giant statue of war to walk straight in, and the ancient gate still has carvings and paintings from nearly a thousand years ago. Vines, flowers, butterflies, the moon, and roses together outline a fairyland-like beauty, with the gracefulness of elves and the gorgeous style left over from the ancient true red empire.

Now the tall door is slowly opening, and the caravans and pedestrians who have been waiting for a long time in the early morning enter the city one by one.

Carriages passed by one by one, some of them were full of goods, some of them were simple and rough with charcoal for burning, of course, there were sporadically decorated carriages coming, but they walked through another entrance, which is very It is clean and spacious.

The pale golden sun slanted on this blue field. A noble carriage bounded with copper horns slowly climbed up the hillside. The two black horses pulling the carriage were very handsome. It seemed that it didn't take much effort. The distinguished guests deliberately slowed down for comfort.

"Hello." Seeing the carriage coming under the city gate, several guards in red stood up and asked about the situation. This was the request of the commander of the forbidden army, De Rosa.

"Hello, all the guards of the empire." The coachman was a decent butler, and he greeted the guards with standard etiquette.

"Hello." Simply nodded, and then the guards asked the butler to come down to register.

"Earl Gekouan?" Looking at the name and personal seal left on the booklet by the steward, several people looked a little more curiously.

There are no more than 80 great nobles with the title of earl in the empire. After a long time, some prominent families can always be remembered.

Earl Gekouan used to be the chief of the defense corps near the imperial capital, but unfortunately he was on the wrong side during the coup, and was transferred afterwards and no longer served in any military position.

As the guards stationed in Titania all the year round, they have naturally heard of this name, but such memories are indeed a bit distant.

"Exactly." The butler nodded, without explaining which of the earl's family members was in the carriage, and then returned to the carriage and drove into the city.

Behind the glass windows in the car, there are two layers of curtains, one layer of white gauze and one layer of dark blackout.

Behind the white gauze curtain, a pair of pupils observed the outside world, looked at the well-trained imperial guards, and nodded slightly.

"What do Lord Elio think of these soldiers?" While observing with these eyes, a pleasant voice rang in his ears, and the soft breathing made the young man slightly restrained.

"Koros, you're too close." He turned his head and looked at the charming witch sitting next to him. She had silver-purple hair and was wearing a black and white delicate maid skirt. He looked at himself teasingly.

"Oh, isn't that good? I'm the young master's personal maid now, and I have to take care of your daily life."

This witch seems to like this kind of role-playing game very much. She bent down lightly and looked up at the handsome boy in front of her. The curve of her waist was outlined by the black and white maid skirt, which made people feel a kind of youthfulness and beauty. .

"Okay, Kornos, stop molesting Elio." Another maid came over and pulled the witch's body up slightly to let her leave Elio's side.

"Thank you, Sister Anna." Facing the maid, Elio finally relaxed as if he had encountered a big sister who made people depend on him.

"Anna always faces Elio, so he won't become mature." The frozen green witch who was pulled aside was slightly dissatisfied, sitting on the opposite sofa like an angry little girl.

"If maturity refers to proficiency in teasing and playing with women, it's better not to be that mature." Anna poured steaming hot tea for Elio and Kornos, which was just boiled with the equipment on the carriage.

The orange-red and transparent tea swirls slightly in the porcelain cup, exuding a faint fragrance to dispel the winter chill.

Kornos held the teacup, took a sip, and looked at the street outside the window.

"It's still the same as in the past. This street has not changed for more than 200 years." Although this witch looks young, she has actually lived a long time.

"What did the empire look like in the past?" Elio also became curious at this time.

"In the past? In fact, the difference from the present is not that big. If you really want to say the difference, I'm afraid there are fewer people. Many places will be very peaceful and peaceful, not as noisy and noisy as it is now." Kornos gently stirred the cup, occasionally Knock it with a spoon for fun, and listen to the crisp sound from the rim of the cup.

Looking at this young and mature girl who is difficult to judge simply by appearance, Elio felt that the witch is really an existence independent of race.

They seem to have a childlike mind and are interested in many things, but under the seemingly innocent appearance, they also understand many long-standing truths, which is hard to fathom.

"Is Elio guessing my mind?" Kornos raised her head and looked at the young man in front of her.

The young man who had been caught in his thoughts all of a sudden seemed a little embarrassed. He hadn't fully adapted to the transformation of his status, just like those children in the city. When facing such a beautiful female side, he was always a little shy and not good at growing up.

"Giggle~" Seeing Elio turn his face away, the silver-purple-haired witch made a pleasant voice like a silver bell.

"Don't guess, I won't deceive you. I am happy when I am happy, and sad when I am sad. The smiles and tears are as real as I think in my heart." This witch just narrates briefly, and the words are full of moving temptation .

"Because I'm a witch~www.readwn.com~ I'm not a girl, and I'm not other women, so I don't need to deliberately please anyone to distort what I want."

"Maybe very willful, but such a witch is easy to understand, isn't it? If you want to pursue me, it is also possible. I have a long life, and I will spend some interesting time with you." The witch turned her head slightly. Her hair was hanging down on the table, her silver pupils looked at the young man, and the fine sunlight shone on her through the curtains.

Elio looked at the silver-purple witch in the morning light, his heart seemed to be shaking, as if for a moment he wanted to agree to all her demands and spend the rest of his life with her.

"You can't watch it." A pair of gentle hands covered Elio's eyes from behind, protecting him from the temptation of the witch in front of him, and his body and mind gradually calmed down.

Anna slightly covered Elio's eyes, and looked at the witch in front of her warily.

"Don't forget, although a witch is a blessing, she is also a disaster." An ancient proverb spread in the mainland.

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