Serious Witch's Travel Book

Of course—if he could improve the law and order on the mountain road, why would the girl be gnawed to death several times?

He has to take the blame.

So naturally, the girl put on a less friendly look.

But the woman didn't care much about this, she waved her hand, "I knew it would be like this, the propaganda of the Senate is really faster than the wind, and those stubborn old people who have half a foot in the ground really can't see others at all... "

The woman—Emily—complained a few times under her breath.

Then there is nothing special to say.

Emily reiterated Gnicia's current situation, and she told Gnicia bluntly that she was still not out of danger.

"You should talk about how you provoked him, maybe I can help you mediate?"

The woman was very interested in the sharp confrontation between Gnicia and the imperial general, she wrapped the golden ball that was still emitting smoke around the back of her hand, and approached Gnicia.

Gnicia really wanted to tell her everything, and the girl really wanted someone to confide in.

What happened to the nuns made her feel depressed, even if it was just futile to tell others, Gnicia really wanted to find someone to talk about these things.

But that kind of thing...maybe involves a lot of problems. It is not a glorious thing for friendly forces to attack each other, but since it happened, there must be some deep-seated reasons.

Gnicia vaguely felt that the treatment she had suffered was not just "that's it", she and the poor nuns were probably involved in something worse, or they were just a coincidence It's just a few pitiful gravels submerged in the torrent of history.The lady in front of her treated her well, and Gnicia didn't want to involve her in any bad things. The girl resisted the urge to open her mouth, and swallowed back the words that came to her lips.

"No. I have no conflict with him."

……

Gnicia finally chose to wear the collar.

She decided to trade strength for safety.

More importantly, the coachman who helped her along the way is still outside. She is currently prohibited from leaving the villa in the city, so naturally she cannot go to the coachman; if she uses the druid spell she mastered, Gurney Shia did have the confidence to sneak out of this place—provided no one was watching her for 24 hours—but it was easy for her to leave, what if someone else was involved?

She looked at the little flowers in the pot and silently convinced herself:

"Every human life is precious, but it is not unique to you."

——According to Emily, Earl Idol expressed a serious protest against the empire's interference in her private domain affairs. The empire did not want to offend such a powerful person on the border, so in the previous brief contact, the two sides roughly reached a compromise protocol:

Except for extreme cases, the imperial inspectors and their subordinates forbid the arbitrary execution of even unidentified persons in the Earl of the Vosges. In addition, all kinds of criminals and suspects captured in the Vosges Valley must be attended by the special envoy of the Earl of the Frontier. The trial and sentencing can only be carried out under the circumstances.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the Earl of the Frontier's distrust of Central Gaul is almost written on paper. The Vosges Valley is the territory of the elves. Half of the population here are elves. Even the Earl's family has several generations of mixed elves. The situation, the empire's wanton work here to capture the elves' compatriots will naturally be resisted.

After all, these days, it’s enough to say you’re a rebel. The “Red Hood” is not a monster with a special appearance. Most elves in Gaul have red hair. Whoever is the Red Hood is, is that okay?

"That means there will be a public trial, won't it?"

"That's right. A lot of people have been caught these days, but the Earl's army has been staring at us. The mayor of Bruyères is also hers, and they even provide a decent prison, so we have to follow the rules work."

"Humph."

Gnicia sneered at the "rules" of the imperial people. After seeing the murderer general again, her feelings for the imperial officials have now dropped to freezing point.

"...Anyway, the Earl's special envoy will come and conduct a public trial with our judge. It will probably be announced to the citizens at the old temple in the city."

Gnicia asked coldly, "Will many innocent people be killed?"

Emily, who was pruning flowers with scissors, stopped her movements for a moment. The young girl's words made her slightly astonished. As one of the noble ladies who have been struggling in the court for many years, Emily Li hated and did not reject the various skills of observing words and emotions that noble children valued, because for her, this was also considered a necessary life skill.

She could hear the words of the girl who was watching her pruning the herbs with strong emotions—it was not the disease-free ** of a young lady who was indifferent to the world, but she was really disgusted with something.

Emily, who is used to flattery and flattery, rarely hears such blunt and contradictory words. She is even more curious about the girl's experience. What happened to make such a young girl have such an attitude towards the empire? What about strong disgust?

Despite the deep doubts in her heart, on the surface, Emily still smiled gently, and selected a passage from the Most Holy Prayer to explain her opinion: "Blessed are the pure and innocent, and no one can wantonly Convict him of his iniquity."

"..."

Gnicia recognized that this was some kind of religious prayer, but she was not persuaded, and quoting such a phrase would only deepen her dislike of "the general".

However, she was not in a position to spread this distaste to Miss Emily.

This lady helped her, and besides seeming to be a bit self-important, Ms. Emily is really a good person, maybe just like the evaluation standard of "power"-people with big breasts are naturally right first- Gnicia thought it made sense.

But she still wanted to ask the lady something, even if the topic might be a bit sharp.

"You're a wizard, aren't you?"

Chapter 110 026. Witch and Magic Addiction

Gnicia wanted to know what the "Empire" was.

The sages prepared a lot of books for her, enough for her to acquire the knowledge to cope with daily life and deal with common-sense issues, but as a person without much social experience, she wanted to know what the "Empire" meant for those who served the Empire. In other words, what kind of concept is it?

Can it still be strong and brilliant?

Can it be supported by the people?

Is it still worth fighting for?

"Rome" is a great place, at least it used to be.

But it is now in a state of decline, and even those documents that only provide pertinent evaluations cannot hide their disappointment with the empire between the lines.

What about "Lack of Precious Metals and the Failure of Economic Reform", "The Barbarian Invasion of the Fourth Age", "When the City of Rome Changes Owners, Do the Imperials Still Have Ownership?" ", "Climate, Disease, and the Future of the Empire" - these various books point to the problems of the empire, but there are few bright spots that can be compared with its heyday.

More importantly, of course, Gnicia had a bad impression of it.

As a young girl without much life experience, it is easy for her to build her likes and dislikes for someone or something based on her first impression or some particularly important memory fragments, and it is precisely because of the "general"—— -Rabos-'s sake, Gnicia had to subjectively think that a country that raised such villains should not exist at all.

Was hunted down once, almost strangled to death once.The two encounters between her and this middle-aged man were like nightmares. Even if she is in a relatively safe environment now, it is still inevitable that she will feel a chill in her heart when she recalls that villain.

But the empire wasn't all bad, because it had people like Marianne and Numelia, and other nuns worth living with, and people like Emily.

They were at least kind and nice people.

So why are the good guys and the bad guys in the same country?Even... Ms. Emily is still a colleague of Labos?

Also, Emily is a wizard.

"It's not wrong to say that. But..."

The lady with beautiful blond hair put down the small scissors in her hand and plucked a leaf directly from the plant she cultivated.

"In the empire, it's better not to mention titles like 'wizard', and likewise, don't use titles like 'warlock'. Safety is more important than any principle, and it's not a big deal. "

"understood."

Gnicia felt that Emily might have misunderstood something, and she didn't use the title of wizard because of "principle", she just didn't want to mention "court".

The table by the window is very high, and the table top is almost on the same line as the window sill. Emily tilted her body slightly, leaning her elbows and sides on the table—and half a heavy round sphere.

Gnicia swallowed uncontrollably.

She didn't know why she was so... impulsive, in short, it seemed difficult for her to take a certain part of Emily's body calmly...

The witch—or, as she preferred, the "court mage"—didn't offend Gnicia for her little gaffe, on the contrary, she seemed to squeeze her slightly He flicked his own arm, and between the small movement of raising his right hand and resting it on the elbow of his left arm, the valley that had already formed a gap seemed even tighter.

"So, what else do you want to know?"

She pinched the torn leaf with her fingers, and placed it in the sight of Gnicia.

Gnicia couldn't help but notice the tiny blade.

It is light blue in color with clear veins, and its special feature is that the entire leaf seems to emit a faint colored light from the inside out, and the thin mesophyll makes it faintly look like a transparent thing .

"The empire forbids witchcraft, why are you still working for the empire?"

It's irrational, isn't it?

When the Empire looked at wizards, it did not regard them as "people who had learned witchcraft" and "people engaged in other professions", but wished to divide them according to "wizards" and "human beings", or even "not spirits". Anomalies, madmen communicating with demons" to distinguish.

Their persecution of spellcasters is not a day or two, especially after the Universal Catholic Church was established as the state religion, the work of preventing witchcraft that was only at the "prohibition" stage has been transferred to "hunting"—— As we mentioned in the previous volume, the "witch crime" has gradually become a crime that is impossible to receive a light sentence.

If it is proven to use witchcraft, it will face exile at least, life imprisonment at worst, and immediate death at worst.

Many people in the empire firmly believe that the decline of the national fortune is due to the collusion between the evil witch and the existence of chaos to cut off the fate of mankind in this era of chaos among the races. Witches, to purify or banish the dark power they use back into the void of chaos" has become a generally accepted "entertainment activity" nowadays.

Of course, Gnicia is different from those ignorant people who are bewitched. She knows that there are indeed some witches who are trading with unclean things, but in Europa, the group of "warlocks" is by no means all focused on this dark force. After all, whether it is a demon or a devil, their transactions are often mixed with great benefits and terrible risks. Gaining power through this way, how can you deal with the honest wind of magic element? happy?

As long as the warlock has enough skills to please the magic element, that powerful force will not even backfire, and it is much easier to talk to than the obviously mentally abnormal existence from another world.

The empire also has court mages like Emily. Although their occult studies are conservative, they should not be discarded. Even if someone deceives the leaders of the empire, it is impossible to hide it from generation to generation—— So, why under such circumstances, the Supreme Leader still continues to persecute the profession of warlocks?

Moreover, why does a court mage like Ms. Emily continue to work for the empire?

If it is said that she has never been blinded in her daily life, it is probably impossible. What made her endure this kind of insult, act as the eagle dog of the empire, and even participate in the persecution of her own kind?

Gnicia couldn't help asking these questions.

She received an unexpected but seemingly reasonable answer:

"It's money."

"...?"

Emily's answer was too blunt, and Gnicia didn't know what to say for a while.

Of course, this mature lady didn't mean to choke her on purpose. She looked at the funny and reckless girl in front of her, and shook the small leaf in her hand twice: "Do you know this?"

The thin leaves swayed from side to side on the tips of her frail and boneless fingers, like grass swaying in the wind.The floating light on its surface also gently swayed and spread in the air with this movement, like someone dropping blue ink into a glass of water.

Gnicia shook her head honestly: "I don't know."

She had a vague idea about this plant, but she couldn't express it, but Ms. Emily's subsequent words proved her idea was correct:

"Gloomgrass, or simply called 'Gloom Plant', is actually not a plant with unique properties and specific classifications, but cultivated in an environment rich in magic essence, even if it's just a weed in the wild , as long as it is cultivated carefully, it can become like this.”

"And I, a poor witch."

The one who just said not to mention wizards - Gnicia couldn't help but slander.

"I'm not sure if a little guy like you can understand that things like magic can make people addicted. Manipulating otherworldly power is enough to make ordinary people arrogant, not to mention that when people use magic, magic also Can transform people—from this aspect, wizards may really be a completely different species from ordinary people.”

"The more you use magic, the more you can feel its greatness and mystery, and the more you want to understand it more deeply, but using magic is not free. Compared with the great heroes of ancient times, the body of contemporary people It is very weak, even a rare talent like myself can easily touch his limit."

A look of unreserved pride appeared on her face.

Afterwards, she gently tossed the blue leaf between her two fingers upwards.

The leaf floated up and down in the air, and its falling speed was amazingly slow, like a light feather, or even slower - Gnicia wondered if it had been tricked by some kind of trick.

"If you want to taste more magic, you have to use something external, just like..."

Ms. Emily snapped her fingers again, which seemed to be her usual gesture for casting spells.

The blue blade suddenly turned into two halves with this simple movement, and it was not over yet, it began to be dismembered slowly, little by little, turning into tiny crumbs, as if someone was holding an invisible The scissors carefully cut and divide it.

The sap flowed out from the fracture of the leaves, and turned into a faint blue-purple mist the moment it touched the air.

It was a little frightening that the originally gentle and amiable witch in front of her, with an elegant and confident demeanor, suddenly fell into an obviously irrepressible frenzy after seeing the permeating blue smoke.

She lowered her head to get closer to the smoke, and it could be seen that she deliberately maintained restraint, but her movements still seemed very hasty.She held the mist that was gradually thinning in the air with both hands, sniffed the colored mist intoxicated, and inhaled them all into her body with both mouth and nose.

As the mist gradually thinned, the blonde witch's face gradually turned rosy.

That's obviously not a normal color, and Gnicia is no longer a silly child who doesn't understand anything, and with the Druid's extra sensitivity to life itself, she even vaguely smelled a seductive female scent .

Her heart was beating very fast. Although she was a little embarrassed, the girl did have an urge to go forward and hug this lady tightly.

But Emily hugged herself——she put her hands up and down, wrapping them around her ribs and neck, the intoxication on her face made her use a lot of strength to hug her body tightly, she trembled slightly, and was squeezed The deformed fat balls trembled along with her.

This kind of confusion came and went quickly, and before Gnicia couldn't help herself to do something, Ms. Emily had already escaped from that seductive state.

"..."

"...Sorry, I haven't smoked it for a while, and I didn't expect such a big reaction."

The blond witch was silent for a moment before explaining.Her face was a little more rosy, of course, this time it was probably just embarrassment.

After relaxing, she leaned back to the table, smiled at Gnicia nonchalantly and said, "See? 'Magic Addiction' is such a bad thing. Even an arcane master like me who is destined to go down in history would There is no way around it, let alone the rest of the mortals."

"But." Seeing Gnicia's puzzled expression, Emily, who has mastered the rhythm of the conversation, directly answered her doubts: "Plant underlight is very expensive, because the environment rich in magic essence is not There are, the original plants must be cultivated with a lot of magic minerals, and through the waste of a lot of ores, gems and crystals, we can get plants that are easier to relieve magic addiction."

"Just this small piece, I think it should be priced according to the price based on Themesis, oh, maybe it's worth three or two gold coins?"

"So - it's for money. As long as you can get enough rewards for doing things for the empire, then you can bear with it. Besides, I was born in Gaul, and His Royal Highness Placidia also made a move. You are rich, and you are working anyway, so where can you really not be wronged?"

What she said was indeed reasonable, but Gnicia still asked: "But there are still many witches who have not succumbed to the oppressive power of the empire... Aren't they not addicted to magic?"

She paused for a moment, and after making sure that Emily didn't immediately lose face because of these words, she added: "You just want to enjoy yourself?"

To her surprise, Ms. Emily readily admitted: "Uh, that's true. But wait, you're a druid, why are you speaking for those wild witches?"