Serious Witch's Travel Book

As a night watchman, Gnicia can use a strange "origin power" and has a considerable level of fighting talent; as a witch, she can concoct potions and use strange powers to control others to do things for herself... …It’s just that the power is really evil. Gnicia always feels that an uncontrollable power that is closely related to her own expression is too risky. Can’t she have a little more upright and simple power?

For example, making a fireball or throwing a stone from the sky to hit someone, isn't it also very domineering?

And now as a druid, her scope of abilities has been broadened a bit again.

[Way of Prosperity] allowed her to use druid spells and extraordinary abilities based on the "Four Seasons", while [Way of Dreams] gave her the power to contact the realm of dreams.

But these abilities are not completely compatible. Unless Gnicia really relies on the power she has mastered through her own learning, every time she changes her "clothes", what she can inherit is only a very small part of the ability.

She can no longer easily win the favor of others as before. To be honest, this makes Gnicia feel a little bit disappointed. After all, no matter how you say it, "being liked" is always something to be happy about.

Gnicia looked at the orc girl who was slowly falling into a deep sleep. Her sweet sleeping face under the moonlight had no connection with the fierce little appearance just now. The girl couldn't help but reached out and stroked her ears. There were slightly harder soft animal hairs on her ears, which were different from the texture of the hair. After being touched lightly by her, the ears trembled twice, and then slowly drooped down.

It's so cute.

Most people like beautiful things and don't hate cute things, and Gnicia is no exception.

So although she was a little surprised by what Hermisha said so bluntly about "mating", but now lying face to face with her, Gnicia really didn't feel any special resistance.

She even had a vague expectation in her heart, at least Hermisa didn't forcefully play with her, didn't she?Just try to live with a beautiful and lovely girl, have some deep emotional exchanges, and then sleep together like this, do housework together, and have children together...

So, what will life be like in the future?Does this girl live in a tribe in the Black Forest?

Are they going to live together in a cave?Or is it a simple round house made of wood and thatch?Hmm... do people in their tribe wear very little?Looking at the girl's appearance, even in this cold season, she doesn't seem to be wearing much thick clothes under the cloak...

What is the daily life in the orc tribe like?Will it be as naked and naked as the beast?

Gnicia quietly withdrew her hand that touched the girl's ear, and she stroked her cheek, which felt a little hot.

But you also have to figure out what it's like to have a baby. "Offspring"... how did it come about?

And she can't stop now.

There are still tasks for the sages to complete...

……

Gnicia didn't know exactly when she fell asleep, she was still awake all the time, but it seemed as if she had slipped away during the whole night when she closed her eyes, when she regained consciousness in a trance After opening his eyelids, there was already a clear light outside the window.

Hermisa has not woken up yet, and it is different from the time when she shared the bed with the nuns before. This time, Gnicia was not hugged like a sandwich, but was hugged tightly by the catwoman in her arms. Literally picked up - this slender catwoman has a habit that matches her physique very well in this regard, she wrapped herself around Gnicia like a sticky octopus, even The whole face was buried in the girl's not-so-full bosom.

Although it was pretty good last night, after all, she was just a little girl...

Gnicia couldn't bear to disturb her.

Of course, it is impossible for them to sleep like this until the sun is high, and soon, that troublesome "brother" knocks on the door.

Hermisha was very vigilant. There was a little more movement in the corridor just now, when the brown cat's ears flicked, her eyes immediately opened.

She was surprised at first, and then subconsciously pushed Gnicia, but her hand fell into a subtle softness at this moment. Afterwards, Gnicia clearly felt Catwoman's hand His strength quickly faded away.

The girl in her arms was silent for a while, and whispered dryly: "I'm sorry."

"It's ok."

Although I was taken aback, it didn't hurt.

Gnicia couldn't help but hugged her tightly again, and then slowly let go.

"Time to wake up."

"Ah."

—everything was all right last night, except for two bruised gendarmes.

The local elves were surprised that the gendarme encountered the forest monster so close to the village, but they didn't intend to treat the two humans for free. Gnicia hesitated, but she still couldn't suppress her respect for these imperial people. Instinctive disgust did not bother them.

Fortunately, the two gendarmes were not fatally injured, they just suffered a bit of flesh and blood. After resting for half the night, their complexions did not look too bad.

The group got together for breakfast, and then Gnicia expressed to the coachman her intention to hire him to go back the same way, and apologized to the two travelers who stopped by.

Hermisha said last night that she would take her to the Black Forest. Gnicia was very curious about how the girl would express her objections, but she was a little disappointed that the other party was still eating on her own and seemed to have no intention of intervening in the conversation. .

From the moment she left the house, Catwoman became a little indifferent. She seemed to be consciously keeping a distance from Gnicia, but she wasn't the kind of person who keeps people away... Maybe she's just not good at socializing in public?

The journey back to Bruyères was undoubtedly a bit tight, so after having breakfast, they set off on the journey again.

Linden and Hermesa were not traveling together, and the young man said that he would wait here for passing vehicles. Gnicia wondered why he didn't ride a horse with Hermesa, whose foot injury was not too serious. They have a good relationship; the two gendarmes explained to Gnicia about the local lord's patrol in advance:

Since the Earl of Idol clearly expressed his opposition to such a large-scale search activity on the private border territory, they had to act when the Earl's private soldiers were withdrawing, which was roughly in the morning and evening, so they could not provide Gnicia with "Guard", the girl had no choice but to drive back to Bruyère's inspector's mansion by herself.

...It's really weird, but in the end it was her who escorted herself?

Just hope nothing goes wrong.

When she found the carriage she had been riding in for several days, Gnicia was surprised to find that the contents of the carriage had been emptied, leaving only two empty boxes, which were still locked before.

"Sold it? The wheat?"

She asked the coachman curiously.

"Yeah, it happened early in the morning, er, it should be a coincidence, I met the local caravan responsible for picking up the goods, and they happened to have an empty car, so they took it away."

"It's really good, it sold for a lot of money, right?"

"Haha, it's not as good as what you give, Miss."

"However, why import wheat from other places?" Gnicia found a comfortable place for herself, put down the cushion, and waited for the driver to untie the ropes that tied the horse. "I see that there is wheat growing in the valley, isn't it?"

"It's morning light wheat. It doesn't grow here, so it has to be transported from a place in the south. And it doesn't seem to be for direct consumption. The person who ordered it was from the lord's family. It may be for brewing or for a special purpose. "

"Can't you eat it directly?"

"Yes, it is said that eating it directly will cause poisoning, but it will not cause death, it will only make people drowsy..."

Chapter 106 022. Prison Disaster

Bruyères is the gateway city to the west of the Vosges Valley. On the eastern frontier of the entire Gaul region, it can be regarded as one of the largest human settlements, or one of the settlements of imperial civilization.

It is located at the narrow mouth of the north-south mountains in the west of the Vosges Valley, and it is also the main road that the Imperial Highway enters and exits the valley.

For those who live on the borders of the empire all the year round, after excluding the province of Great Sequanoron, which is a military garrison area surrounded by mountains in the south, and the province of Lower Germania in the north, which is vast in plains but frequently harassed by barbarians, the Vosges The valley on the eastern frontier of Upper Germanic Province has become a rare pure land for travelers.

On a large territory, it is surrounded by two rivers in three directions from east to west, the Moselle River in the west and the tributaries of the Rhine River in the east and south; The ridge wraps the whole area into a long and narrow corridor.This is without a doubt the shortest direct route if a person from western Gaul wants to go to the Black Forest.

The empire's development in the Black Forest was indeed not smooth. Since the "first Augustus", Gevis Octavian Augustus suffered defeat in the Black Forest around the first era, the empire has never been able to I have gained a firm foothold in this vast primitive sea of ​​trees, and even in the last two years, with the weakening of the empire's central dominance, the border has been losing ground almost all the time. The North River defense line has long been unrealistic, and even the Rhine River has not been able to be kept.

But even though the expansion of the empire has been declared a failure, human beings are still tenaciously taking root in the Black Forest.

The descendants of the army stationed in the Black Forest area, the civilians who escaped the disaster of war, the desperate bankrupts, and the wanderers who had to escape from the empire because of crimes or persecution, hoped to live in the dangerous and rich forest. Adventurers seeking legendary wealth, as well as speculators who publish all kinds of magical and mysterious adventure legends and provide services for them——

All kinds of imperial people entered the Black Forest for various reasons, and finally took root here.

The central government of the empire always promotes that those humans who live together with witches, barbarians, orcs and primitive elves are not pure and good people, but most of the frontier people who deal with them every day don’t care about these lip-smacking articles. The Black Forest is rich in products, Even the grass roots and bark are rare things that are rarely seen elsewhere, but they lack a stable supply of survival materials. What is better than this kind of business?

So the gateway of the two places - the Vosges Valley, and the city of Stuttgart on the inner border of the Black Forest became important lines of communication connecting the Empire and the Black Forest.

Before there was such a thing as orcs in the Germanic provinces, Bruyères could be regarded as a well-known gathering town.

The elves are always relatively conservative. Even today's Earl Idol is working hard, the traditional elf city still maintains a considerable degree of closure. As the capital of the Vosges Valley, the elf city of Lyonides is far less dynamic than In Bruyères, an obvious manifestation is that the main trade wave from the east bypasses Lessonides and lands directly in Bruyères.

The permanent population of more than 6 people and tens of thousands of mobile business travelers every year have brought a lot of business opportunities to this city. People who come out of the Black Forest usually don’t go any farther, because further west is the territory directly administered by the empire. , it is difficult for them to ensure their own safety.And those Gaul merchants who swarmed here smelling the smell of copper bought exotic treasures here, exchanged what they had with the "terrible Black Forest dwellers", and then sold these rare materials at several times the price. The princes and nobles in the Gallic court of stature.

Since I only took a trip yesterday, the return journey is much faster today. Gnicia arrived at the gate of the city at sunset, earlier than the day before yesterday. In addition, there were not many horses and horses queuing up to enter the city today, so she caught up with her. On the last shift into town.

While inspecting the goods in the front car, the girl saw the driver stepping forward, silently stuffed three or two copper coins into the hands of the head on duty, and asked: "Sir, when I came back, the management of entering the city was not so strict, why? Why is it so detailed now?"

The leader accepted the money calmly, his eyes relaxed a little, and he pretended to be chatting and replied: "You should know, isn't there a war recently... In order to prevent the orcs from spying, it is natural to strictly investigate. And now there are some people who are wanted The criminals are wandering around here, if the city is not closed at night, it may be difficult to find someone if something happens, so that's it."

"That is, that is, but I still have a question..." The coachman looked suspiciously at the pieces of talisman paper that were almost half the size of a person's body pasted on the city gate. He naturally couldn't understand the messy text on it. , but they look like things of witchcraft at first glance-in the Empire, this is not something that can be put on the table.

Since the supreme leaders of the empire have repeatedly suffered from the magic of the Black Forest, Egypt, and Parthia, "killing witches" has become the top priority of the rulers of the empire, but just like there is always something under the sun. Like shadows, "magic" or "witchcraft" is always an important element that cannot be ignored in this era.

Unlike the "blessing" that relies entirely on the gods, "witchcraft" is an extraordinary power designed and used by mortals. It is more designable and can achieve many goals that cannot be achieved with blessings, even in a powerful empire. In some special affairs, the power of witchcraft is also needed, not to mention that the current empire's manpower and material resources are stretched, and it can no longer withstand meaningless consumption.

No matter how strong a witch hunter is and how many wizards he can kill, it is impossible to replace the status of witchcraft. After all, killers are not creative; The post of "court mage" - a "legal wizard" who can be relatively free under the supervision of the empire and enjoy security.

These people can use "arcana", which is also one of the original names of "witchcraft". They are responsible for using their own spells to solve some problems that ordinary people cannot solve in various parts of the empire, but... according to the coachman's understanding , there should be no wizards in the Vosges Valley, at least no "court mages".

He remembered something. When he entered the valley this time, the tavern owner in Sawdust Village once told him, "Be careful of the forest at night."

Although the sun hadn't set yet, the coachman shivered for no reason.

The leader on duty noticed what the coachman saw, he frowned, and wanted to reprimand, but considering the money in his pocket, he pressed the displeasure caused by the uneasiness induced: "Don't look, you are not Local residents, right? I’ll give you a piece of advice, leave early when you’re done.”

"Huh?...Oh!"

Seeing the leader's complex expression, the driver vaguely realized that "some kind of danger" did exist.

The car in front passed by, and he also led the horse to the wooden stalls placed at the door.

The guards at the gate of the city noticed Gnicia. The girl's beauty was quite amazing in the sunset, but they were very interested and didn't say much. Instead, they simply confirmed that there was nothing unusual in the carriage, and let the two of them go. passed.

Half a minute later, Gnicia excitedly approached the coachman and asked, "What is that?"

"Which one?"

"It's posted on the city gate."

"I don't know, maybe it's something to ward off evil spirits. I don't know how to read. Of course, even if I could read, I wouldn't know those words."

It was the first time for Gnicia to come to such a big city. Even though the night was getting darker and the number of people on the streets was gradually decreasing, it was difficult to conceal her excitement.

She didn't expect that she would have the opportunity to enter the city. The "city" is far beyond Gnicia's imagination, especially this is not Candlepine Castle, which is facing the threat of war and everyone is in danger. Every household along the street is fresh. Few doors and windows are closed, and there is no sense of closedness in the room, and the faces of pedestrians are also filled with brisk expressions. This happens to be around the time of dinner, and there are many people pushing small wooden carts or carrying baskets on the streets that are not too wide. The peddlers who passed by were selling goods, Gnicia stood up and looked at a few, and found that most of them were selling food.

"Are these farmers outside? They sell their stuff and then go out to sleep?"

The girl looked at a whole piece of boiled white pork and was a little bit greedy. The quality of the food served by the sages is always good, but the food in the mortal world is a bit unsatisfactory. She has been in the mortal world for three days this time, and all she eats is fruit. , pickled vegetables and pasta, even fresh vegetables are rarely seen, and the fruits are still sold by the elves, not to mention the meat.

"Wisdom" always dislikes her for eating too much meat and getting fat, but now that she thinks about it, she would rather be disliked by "wisdom" than to eat fried chicken legs made by that red-haired and red-nosed clown every day!

The whole of Bruyères is a city built around the market, so the market area in the southeast has become the center of the city's flow of people.

However, after all, it is impossible for people to live near the market. Except for some nearby shops, the permanent residential area of ​​the city is mainly planned around an old temple in the north of the central part of the city. The circular temple that existed here during the empire period (generally refers to after the first Augustus and before the division of the empire from east to west) has long been abandoned with the decline of the old beliefs of the empire, and the stone pillars around it are still It stands still, but the zenith has long since disappeared, and the lobby at the bottom has completely lost its functionality. Most of the furniture that should have been removed, only some useless stone flower beds are still standing in place.

It has almost become a landmark building now—Bruyère has four main roads from north to south, and three main roads from east to west. It is somewhat possible to get lost, but as long as you see this square, you can at least recognize your approximate orientation.

In order to avoid the most crowded streets, the coachman drove along the small road to the square. He was looking for the gendarmes who would go back to Bruyères first. Excited - she saw two dwarves.

She has only seen it in books... Please forgive me, such a small intelligent creature is really weird and interesting!

She really wanted to find a traveling companion with whom she could share her thoughts and exchange some good or not-so-good opinions. Her first reaction was to tell the driver, but she also felt that sharing with an opposite sex she was not so familiar with was "so short". This kind of dark thinking is not appropriate, Gnicia swallowed the words anyway.

However, she watched with great interest as the figures of the two quarreling dwarves got further and further away. The two dwarves seemed to be discussing the issue of war, but it sounded vague.

Soon, a military policeman appeared in front of her.

According to what was said before, Gnicia followed him to meet their boss, and the coachman was waiting here. If he was lucky, he could leave in a short time.

The inspector, this kind of official sent by the central government, is not an idler. According to the gendarmerie, as soon as he came to Bruyères, he found a single-family building with a good location and beautiful scenery for himself. He had a little conflict with another inspector.

Gnicia interrupted him curiously: "Wait, do you have more than one inspector?"

"Naturally. Not only two, but also a beautiful court mage."

"Mage?"

"Yes, mage." Probably because the task at hand could be solved immediately, the gendarme obviously became more talkative. "This time, many famous elves were included in the investigation. The big shots were worried about encountering fugitives who could use spells, so they arranged for a court mage to accompany them."

"She is also an inspector. Of course, this is just a title. We mainly listen to another gentleman. He is the general of the empire..."

He said a few more words, and Gnicia finally figured out that the so-called "Inspector's Mansion" was the headquarters of these gendarmes who were on duty in Bruyères.

It was a tall, two-story villa with an independent courtyard. The military police said that the first floor was used as an office area, but big soldiers like them were not qualified to stay in it. Those who really stayed in it all the time Only the general of the "Golden Hoof" Legion.

To be honest, Gnicia is quite curious about what such a big man is like. The generals of the empire rank above many centurions. According to common sense, there is no false title for "general", that is, every Each general actually commanded an army of at most 6000 people.

Such a person should be more dignified and respectable than the head sister Marianne, right?

And just a moment later, Gnicia walked into the inspector's mansion under the leadership of the military police, and was allowed to enter the villa after being checked by an attendant.

She stood in the reception room and saw the so-called "inspector", and the other party happened to be on the stairs when they met her. With the help of the expensive and bright fluorite lamps on the walls of the villa, both parties saw each other clearly. clearly.

Gnicia's face suddenly turned pale.

Chapter 107 023. Prison Disaster

"Look who this is."

Before Gnicia could make up her mind whether to leave here immediately, the middle-aged man standing on the stairs had already grinned.