She Is Not a Witch

Lorraine Hill, who was reading a letter from Carites in the study, received a report that two special guests had arrived.

"Descendants of the Red Dragon Duke?"

"Yes, Lord Jialan."

Reminiscing about this somewhat familiar name, Lorraine Hill was thinking whether to reveal her past identity to the Red Dragon Princess, that is, the existence of Mexia.

Forget it, let's talk about this later, for now, let's meet the two of them to see the situation.

Led by several warriors wearing Bilin armor, Lorraine Hill came to a hall for receiving guests.

Because the identity of the other party was extraordinary, the organization also quickly called in the Bilin guards who were patrolling the city.

These elite sergeants with obvious oriental style quickly attracted everyone's attention. Some office administrators also avoided them clearly. The sergeant was called in.

The gold-rimmed cloak on a white background is the sturdy epaulettes riveted on the armor, and the tip of the sturdy halberd presents a translucent jade-like shape, sharp and mighty, and the scales are tightly embedded together. Under the refraction of light, they are strong and disciplined, and almost every one of them is a Sequence 4 or higher existence.

It is because of the protection of these guards that the city was not destroyed by a few assassins sent by the empire, and various workshops were able to produce smoothly.

Walking into the hall, Finnis and Lottie saw sergeants lined up neatly on both sides. They were silent and welcomed these guests in a different way.

When you display the most elite strength in the territory, it is not rude, but a rare respect.

The two moved forward step by step, and the crossed halberds were also separated, and then the sergeants on both sides took a step back and stood in line.

After the last pair of halberds separated, the two finally saw the back standing on the steps. .

This girl has long cyan hair that reaches to her waist, and she is wearing an elegant priestess costume with a white background and cyan edges.

She didn't sit on the throne on the steps, that was the position of the lord in the past. After hearing the footsteps behind her, the oriental witch turned around slowly, and the two saw the legendary witch.

Rumors about Jialan are now flourishing in the southern border, and there are all kinds of theories. Even Finnis and Lottie are quite curious.

At present, although the specific identity cannot be determined, at least the flawless and dreamy face in the rumors is true.

The cyan hair is like a willow breeze, swaying on the side of the white cheeks and ears, the eyes are as clear as the sky, the fingers exposed in the long sleeves are long and white, under the witch's robe depicted by the cloud patterns and birds, There is a divine beauty.

Just seeing each other, you can feel the peaceful wind blowing from the far east.

"Welcome, Phines, and Miss Ciaranlotte." The noble maiden bowed to salute, then raised her head, her eyes and face tilted slightly, and looked at the two of them in a friendly manner.

"I...we are from..." Finnis was a little stuck for a moment, but she quickly came to her senses.

This oriental maiden is very unusual, even she was almost addicted to that face.

"My companion and I came here to visit you and to ask if we can help you."

After a while of fussing, the two finally explained their intentions. Lorraine Hill nodded, and then raised his hand to let the Jade Lin Army standing in the hall retreat first and disperse.

Then the oriental maiden led the two of them to a round pavilion at the back of the mansion.

"Let's sit there for a while, it's easier to talk that way."

Not long after arriving at the pavilion, Iyena brought two maids to bring tea and snacks, and then she stood beside Lorraine Hill, standing quietly.

She looked at the pink-haired girl with some curiosity. It is said that this child of her own age is the only descendant of the Baskar family.

"When did Miss Charlander have such an idea?" After the three of them got acquainted with each other briefly, Lorraine Hill looked at the pink-haired girl and asked this question.

In her memory, Lottie had been depressed and confused for a long time, and she was a little bit evasive. She didn't think that a year had passed, but now she came to her door on her own initiative.

"This... probably because I don't want to escape anymore." Lottie held the teacup and looked down at the floating leaves.

She has been favored by too many people, and too many people have passed away because of her. This responsibility can no longer be avoided, and she must bravely shoulder it.

Slowly making up her mind, the girl also slowly raised her face.

Looking at the firmness in those pupils, Lorraine Hill was also moved by it. Such a special experience of ups and downs finally made this girl grow up.

"Then how does Miss Charlanot want to face the people of the southern border today, and what kind of promises are she going to make?"

In the past, under the leadership of the Baskar family, the empire launched an expedition, which resulted in countless casualties. Afterwards, the empire was defeated, ceded the land, confronted the royal family, and displaced a large number of residents in the territory.

"I admit the mistakes my ancestors made, and I understand the plight everyone is facing today. I want to try my best to redeem past mistakes and redeem them to change everything."

"And, I will also voluntarily give up my status as an aristocrat, and just join in the struggle against the empire and the old order as a member of ordinary people."

Lottie slowly talked about the thoughts she had prepared on the road.

Hearing such words, Iyena opened her mouth in surprise, unable to utter any sound. This was the first time she had seen such a nobleman, or someone with such a distinguished status, say such words.

This is simply incomprehensible.

Yes, who would be willing to give up that glorious identity and status, and willingly bend down into the mud.

But the special experience and the change of the times finally made such a thing come into being.

"If this is what you think from the bottom of your heart, then I will also welcome the arrival of new partners with sincere enthusiasm."

Several people in the booth slowly stood up and held their hands tightly. That feeling, the feeling of being recognized and accepted by everyone, also rose in Xia Lanluote's heart for the first time.

Mom and Dad, maybe I will no longer be alone in the future.

In the spring after the new year, the empire's counter-insurgency army went south to fight one after another, and achieved good results. And when this momentum is gradually rising, the southern border has ushered in a new change.

The former ruler of the southern border, a descendant of the Baskar family, openly joined this emerging organization. The princess of the red dragon was willing to give up her noble status and everything she once owned, and devoted herself to the relationship with the empire with a new attitude. In the struggle.

Under the strong appeal of this descendant of the red dragon, many nobles who had long been dissatisfied with the empire gradually moved closer to this new organization.

Some aristocratic private soldiers hiding in the mountains~www.readwn.com~transcendents, knights also gradually came down to join this brand new organization.

When the empire broke with the southern border, although the defeated great nobles suffered heavy casualties, they still had a lot of strength left. Usually they don't know each other, and they hide or go away.

But when everything has a backbone or core, these scattered forces finally gradually wake up and gather.

In order to better publicize to those ignorant and old-fashioned civilians, the 'Dryswood' organization also changed its flag.

The white flowers that were so thin in the past have now turned into dreamy fairy dragons.

The light blue and white body, like the transparent wings of a butterfly, the graceful neck, and the flourishing white flowers blooming on the side, surrounding it.

The fairy dragon, which symbolizes opening the door to the distant ideal land, represents a world of dreams and purity.

Perhaps for these southern residents who have experienced wars, hatred, oppression and fighting, such an existence is more in line with their imagination and easier to accept.