She Is Not a Witch

The night sky was quiet again.

The clothes were gently raised in the night wind, and then fell down. The sweaty back gave off bursts of coolness, which made people gradually realize the passage of time and the slow passing of critical moments.

After a long silence, the two tiny black spots in the night sky gradually disappeared, and the four-winged angel who fell to the ground also disappeared.

Looking at the night sky that was gradually clearing up, and the scattered clouds floating gently with the wind below, Lorraine Hill finally relaxed, and then the exhaustion that had been suppressed for a long time also rushed to his body and mind.

Now, I don't know how many months I will sleep, I hope to see the midsummer of next year.

With such thoughts in mind, this girl slowly descended from the night sky like snow flakes.

She knew that those companions must have asked her a lot of questions, but at this moment the girl didn't have that much energy to explain. .

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"We won another game." Chris's brisk applause came from the tower. This witch didn't care much about winning or losing, but felt that everything was so interesting.

"This time, what request do you want to make? The premise is ordinary, that is, it can't be too big or too much, it can only be appropriate." Chris turned the candy in her hand and looked aside with interest. Tides.

Si Ye was still flipping the pages of the book in her hands, her slightly fat face could not see any expression changes in the candlelight, it seemed that everything was in her expectation, or maybe this witch didn't care about winning or losing.

On the contrary, the twin witches opposite Chris looked at the girl who was falling gradually in the crystal ball with a little surprise this time.

She had been sleeping for a long time, and only woke up in recent years. This was the first time she paid attention to and saw the battle of this newborn witch.

Tides looked at the chessboard, but didn't answer immediately, she seemed to be thinking and weighing, and after a few minutes, she raised her head.

"My request is that I hope that Aihekatri will remain neutral in this match or agreement."

Hearing such a request, the twin witch raised her head in surprise, then covered her lips lightly, showing a smile.

"Don't tell me not to end, Tides is really cautious, or maybe you have already guessed my previous plan."

"However, since you found out, then I have no choice but to agree. You are indeed the leader of the faction who inherited Dorothy's position, and you are still so powerful." Getting a little bored, propping up my chin with both hands.

"If I had known this, I shouldn't have come here. In fact, you were not familiar with me before." The witch, who looked like an elf or a goblin, looked sideways at the chessboard, her golden hair hanging down like silk threads.

"Actually, I'm not sure what your plan is, but you are still too dangerous for the current little Lorraine, Ai Hekatri." Tidess picked up Baiyu's teacup and sipped it, and at this time she was a little relax.

After surviving this crisis, the other witches in the empire's faction will probably stop for a while, and when Vimiya comes over from the sea, little Lorraine's side should be stable.

Lorraine Hill, who is far away in the sky, is gradually falling into a deep sleep at this moment, and without her knowing, there is another powerful and special opponent missing.

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This winter has finally settled down. In recent years, the temperature has continued to drop, the cold season is extremely long, and the snow-covered season, even the empire hesitates to suppress and conquer, and finally has to give up with a sigh.

"If it weren't for the burden from the northern border, I would have led my troops to suppress it myself."

In a study room in the Rose Palace, Edlun leaned on the golden red desk and chair, leaned back, looked at the ceiling, and rubbed his tired forehead.

Although his power is unmatched in the empire now, he has more troubles and worries than before. In the past two years, he has not even had a day off, and he is busy with various affairs every day.

The conflict between the old and new nobles in the empire requires him to reconcile and balance. The rebellion of the Baska family in the south requires the deployment of troops from time to time, urging the suppression and sweeping away. The cold disaster in the north is gradually spreading, and various documents for help and material needs are like snowflakes As a result, the technological innovation mentioned by the Royal Academy has to be put on the agenda, and meetings and decisions must be heard from time to time.

All kinds of thoughts and thoughts were flying around in his mind, which really gave the Regent a headache.

Maybe, I should find someone to share it with myself.

Thinking of some time ago, the proposal of several close ministers to let him get married, the regent couldn't help but think of it.

In fact, many years ago, he also had a vague verbal marriage contract, that is, he married the Red Dragon Duke and the Baskar family in the southern border.

It is a pity that because he was assassinated in that coup and fell into a deep sleep, this verbal agreement also came to an end, and because of military power, he and the Duke of Red Dragon went further and further away.

As early as when the emperor was on the Western Expedition, the military power of the millions of troops in the Western Expedition was an extremely sensitive issue.

With such a huge army, the emperor was naturally worried that it would all be under the command of the Baskar family, so he was asked to join the army as the deputy marshal to check and balance the Red Dragon Duke.

And this kind of behavior is naturally disliked by the other party, and there is a rift and resentment between the two parties.

Later, the emperor passed away and died of an accident. In order to prevent chaos and division within the empire, he had to cut through the mess quickly and reached an armistice agreement with Clancia in a very short period of time.

And the price is naturally the Red Dragon Duke, the Baskar family. Because the Red Dragon Duke was the main initiator of the war at that time, this was the bottom line for Clancia's inevitable revenge and could not be backed down.

Looking back on the experience of these years, it is really amazing, what went wrong, so that we have come to this point today.

If he hadn't launched a coup with Aimanke that day, he might have married a lady from the Baskar family by now.

Fate is really playing tricks on people.

The still young Prince Regent stood up, walked to the window, and looked out at the outside world through the hoarfrost-covered glass.

The snowflakes still kept falling, gradually covering the flowers and plants in the palace, and it was very quiet, only a few guards wearing dark red cloaks walked back and forth, patrolling.

The fire in the fireplace was gradually extinguished, and the lights in the room were gradually dimmed. It was only when his body became a little cold that the regent gradually noticed it.

He wanted to say something~www.readwn.com~ but after looking at the empty study room, he gradually closed his mouth again.

That's right, I've come to this position, I'm afraid I can't have friends anymore.

The noble king walked slowly to the fireplace, squatted down, looked at the mass of dark red ashes in the fireplace, picked up the firewood on the side, slowly added one by one, and then simply snapped his fingers, quietly A red flame emerged from among the logs, rekindling the cold fireplace.

There was a burst of smoke from burning firewood. Although it was very faint, it was enough to evoke his memories.

A long time ago, he was like this. He and Aimanke lived in a cold palace. The two often took turns tinkering with the fireplace, while the other lay comfortably on the sofa and read idle books.

"If you have to do everything by yourself, those things will be too tiring and troublesome. So, since we have each other, why not divide the work reasonably, so that everyone can have fun and have fun." Xiao Xiao Aimanke stood by the fireplace, saying this to himself, as if it was just yesterday.

It is a pity that there is no longer that person who can share and take turns.