Serious Witch's Travel Book

Another note: Hmm... Originally, I wanted to save Altila for some sweet little interactions... But according to the plot of "The Empress", she should have her braids in this era... So I thought about it, How about eating her offspring this time?

In addition, we did not find any special titles for the leaders of the Huns. When the Huns and the Huns were even more confused, some old books and periodicals also called the leaders of the Huns as "Chanyu", but after thinking about it, Khan is more handsome. point, then I'll use Khan.

I'm not in a good mood today and I've been working on a map for a long time, so I'll add more tomorrow. In a few days, I'll make a map myself, and most of it will rely on the second wwww in the future.

Section 12 009. Changes

Later, the prison cart arrived at the bridge, only half an hour away from Pinecandle Castle.

But it was already dark, and when the group arrived at the bridge, several people guarding the bridge were sitting on the grass. Chatting around the campfire.

The sound of the wheels alarmed them, and someone stood up, only to breathe a sigh of relief when they saw the armor of their colleagues under the dusk.

However, he still raised his spear and yelled at people to stop, and asked loudly, "Password?"

The cavalry camp accountant bowed his head and replied: "They (Note 1) will return like lightning."

As soon as the soldier relaxed, he stepped sideways to get out of the way, and also took the second half of the paragraph with great confidence: "Make the empire great again!"

The bridge guards pushed aside the barricades, and the convoy of detainees passed by.

By the time they arrived at the gate of the city, the guards had even lit torches.

"Why are you here so late?"

It's not very peaceful here recently, so even though the convoy has already crossed the bridge, and it looks like they are all from our own people, the guard also asked about it as usual.

The tent officer drove his horse to the city gate, got off his horse, and explained, "A car overturned on the road, and it took us a long time to put the wheels back on."

The guard didn't think much about it. When the cavalry officer saw another tent officer stationed on the tower, he raised his head and asked him, "Where is the officer in charge of taking over these prisoners?"

The Roman stuck his head out from the second floor of the tower and told the following: "The execution will not be executed today, send them to the cell!"

Hearing this, the group of Romans below was stunned for a moment. They glanced at each other, then at the prisoners on the prison van, and the tent officer asked the above: "Why? I received an order for urgent escort. The people in this car are not ordinary thieves and robbers... you should know."

"That's it, wait a minute..." The people on the tower turned back to get some things, then ran down and handed a piece of delicately framed leather paper to the escort. It has been trimmed and pressed with metal sheets and trimmings. It is obviously a formal government document.

The officer who ran down began to explain the situation to the escorts. He deliberately lowered his voice, but the escorts seemed to complain—and all their words fell into the ears of Gnicia and the others.

"You mean the order of the Governor of Gaul has changed?"

"Yes, perhaps less than two hours ago a commissioner came here with a small party, and he took a short cut ahead of you; you should be thankful for the delay, for the prefect now wishes to take the handed over to him, rather than summarily executed."

"But the order we received was..."

"Yes, that's right, Clovis' order." The officer in the city raised his hand and interrupted. "The big shots above have cooperated with the Frankish chiefs, but it seems that some elders don't want to give them all the land in the north, so..."

He tilted his mouth disdainfully: "That barbarian walked with his nose crooked, he is still waiting to see the execution with his own eyes, what a hell, now even a hairy barbarian can ride on our heads ..."

Plans have changed.

This was completely unexpected. The cavalry tent officer looked at the people in the car, and pointed at the prisoners in a daze: "Then we... lock them up first?"

"That's all for today."

"and then?"

"A head nun who is preaching here has made a simple arrangement - we don't have a general-level figure here, so we have to listen to her for trivial matters - when tomorrow dawns, you will replenish the supplies and then send people back. But this time don't stop at Carlande, you can cross the territory of Belgica and send people directly to Paris."

"Paris? Oh—meaning Paris? Running around, it's so far away..."

"It's okay, at least you can take the road. It is said that these elves have made a good road, but there is a possibility of being ambushed... But now the red hoods are all scattered, right? You three or four days You can cross the border, it's fine."

The cavalry tent officer held his breath: "...Yes."

They got back into the queue and started leading people into the barracks area.

In the evening, Pine Candle Castle looked completely different from the daytime. Several pots of fire were lit on the street, and the small market began to close. Go home and light a fire to cook.It was getting dark earlier, and the smoke from some houses had just risen. Under the evening sunlight that gradually disappeared on the top of the mountain, this fortress of some scale was located alone between a mountain and a forest, like a gray, faint Like a sleeping giant, quietly waiting for the night to come.

Three cars stopped in front of the inner gate, and the prisoners still got out of the car and walked in, but this time there was no executioner to kindly escort them.

They were taken to some longhouses close to the inside of the stone walls, and the soldiers divided them into two groups, three women were placed in one alone, while the others were taken to another; From the outside, the architectural layout looks similar. As for the interior, it doesn’t look much different from the warehouse that Gnicia and the others entered once. It’s a transparent room, except for the three logs that are in charge of supporting it. Apart from the pillars, there is nothing that could be called furniture.

There are only a few piles of straw in the room, which seems to be used for prisoners to lie down casually. Gnicia is hesitating whether to sit down or not—she is not very used to this environment, you know, although she started to come to the mortal world, it may add up It only took half a day, but she had a good residence before she was sent to the small church. Although it was not big, it was at least much more comfortable than here...

And the two elves who were with her didn't sit down to rest immediately, they walked to a place a little farther away from Gnicia, and whispered to each other without knowing what to say.

This is a bit weird, and it is too different from her previous experience.

Pinecandlehold showed no signs of being destroyed, which meant that the fire-breathing dragon hadn't come to attack here.

This in itself is very wrong, according to her current experience, her death and return will not lead to changes in "what is going to happen in a short period of time", that is to say, when she restarts this period of time, The things that are scheduled to happen will not change for no reason. People will still follow the scheduled trajectory, just as the sun rises and sets, and the river flows from high to low.

Want to change these established things, unless she exerts enough influence on it.

The only change that occurred during this period was the delay of the convoy.

Perhaps, the dragon's goal wasn't Candlepine Castle itself, but someone in the convoy?

This time... Although it was a little unexpected, she did greatly change the itinerary of the entire prison car team.Her active conversation caused Adlia to attract the attention of the imperials who escorted the prisoners, and then those imperials asked her about the so-called "Battle of the Somme".

The knowledge taught to her by the sages did not go to this level of detail. Through listening in, Gnicia roughly understood the reason for the indignation of these imperial soldiers.

According to Adelia, the empire's defeat on the Somme's line of defense was not due to unfavorable soldiers or poor warfare, but to capitalizing on the enemy.

Last year, there was a conflict between the imperial army and the Franks in the north-central part of the province of Belgica, which is the south side of the Somme River in the area actually controlled by the empire.

The local Frankish tribe claimed that a shepherd disappeared after crossing the river, and asked to cross the river for inspection. After being refused by the imperial defenders, an "angry crowd composed of several tribes united" then stormed the defense line of the Saone River. It resulted in the sacrifice of more than [-] regular troops, and in the subsequent negotiations, the elders actually made concessions and gave the lost defensive position of the Somme to the Franks, which led to the direct exposure of Amiens, a major town in central Belgica. Under the sphere of influence of the barbarians.

This incident was shamed by many people, especially the fall of the military positions and the sacrifice of the regular army added fuel to the fire, making the already ugly situation in northeastern Gaul worse.

The governor and the veterans responded to the generals of the main combat faction with "justice" and "forbearance". Although the emotions of the middle-level personnel were suppressed for a while, the low-level officers and soldiers at the bottom did not think so.

So humiliating.

Many people blamed the entire incident on the incompetence of the governor of Belgica, Adria "Red Hood", but this time someone asked her directly, and the fact that there was only a layer of tulle behind her It was easily displayed in front of these grassroots soldiers.

Gnicia knew that the empire had always had a very good tradition of rebellion, and perhaps it was just the words of some low-level soldiers. They didn't dare to disagree, but now that a governor is in their prison car, many people have some thoughts.

After discussion, the team escorting the prison van reached a consensus: they want to give a little color to the veterans who threw their colleagues to death, and this does not require them to pay anything, just find an excuse to slow down the trip and wait for the night When the time comes, others can relax their vigilance and then...

Well, it wasn't a mutiny or something, but there was a secret escape route in the Pinecandle Fort barracks, which allowed people to leave here along the mountains on the north side.

The plan was very good, all the people in the prison van were simply untied, and they were deliberately dragged into the night, so that others could not see clearly. As long as there was a little chance, these "thugs" could be allowed to leave here in a reasonable manner.

As for responsibility?Anyway, they've sent people to...

Unexpectedly, the Governor of Gaul suddenly added an order that these people do not have to die.

On the contrary, this made people feel a little bit of a dilemma. Should they just wait here for the night, or should they grab the weapons of the guards outside as agreed and escape?

Everything depends on Adlia's arrangements - after she communicated with Royce, she ran to the corner from the short-haired elf to send a few secret signals.

It was probably just a whistle, and the neighbor must have understood it, and it seemed that there was no need to do anything, which made Gnicia, who was really a little scared, heaved a sigh of relief.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door, and a woman walked in with a young woman wearing armor and a sword.

She was the young priestess who saw everyone off on the execution ground before. She was still wearing that tight black dress. After entering, she saluted Adelia directly: "Dear Salassel (Note 3) Your Excellency, I brought you simple bedding, please forgive our negligence, it is difficult to find daily necessities that can match your identity in Pine Candle Castle..."

The woman who followed her, who looked like a female soldier, brought some quilts, and she distributed the best quilts wrapped in fine woven linen to Adria, while the other two A thick cloth quilt that looked very ordinary was given to Royce and Gnicia.

The priestess untied the ropes that bound the hands of the three ladies, and finally took off the hood for Gnicia, and just like last time, she stood in front of Gnicia for a long time, and then became... ...somewhat odd.

Her eyes were so eager that Gnicia couldn't help but wonder if there was something weird on her face.

After Royce, who sensed that something was wrong with her, called her, the priestess broke free from the fluttering situation in a trance, and she hurriedly said a few words to the inexplicable Gnicia I apologized a second time, and when none of them understood what happened, she left the place in a hurry, leaving only the female soldier on duty at the door.

"OK?"

Royce grunted in bewilderment.

Adlia took the quilt to the wall alone, she refused Royce's help, she didn't talk much, and she had no airs.

She lay down on the corner of the wall, leaning crookedly on the stacked hay, maintaining a posture that was convenient for standing up at any time.Then she looked at Royce, who had been sitting on the haystack, and told her, "Rest, we don't need to take this risk."

"Those Romans make me uncomfortable. I'll go to bed later, my lord."

Adlia didn't force anything.

Gnicia felt a little sleepy, she hugged her quilt to a place closer to Adlia, then used the haystack as a pillow, and lay down.Since these red hoods don't intend to do something big, she might as well get a good night's sleep. Maybe Royce's worries are indeed useful. No one can guarantee that there will be no mistakes when resting on the ground of hostile forces, but her sleepiness Overwhelmed my sense of responsibility to the four sages—go to sleep, you are so tired, at most you will die one more time, right?

With this thought in mind, Gnicia quickly became dazed.

But she... felt a little inexplicably uneasy.

In confusion, she looked towards the short-haired elf who was leaning against the wall to keep vigilant, and found that he was half-covering, looking at her from time to time. She turned around and turned to Adria, only to find that the arch druid, The former Governor-General did not take a rest as soon as he said, but kept looking at her. The lady's eyes were a little lacking in vitality. The "something" in Nishia's place, this kind of deep gaze makes Gnicia's heart tremble.

She and Adlia looked at each other for a few seconds, then turned to Royce... only to find that the short-haired elf was also looking at her.

Why do this?

She closed her eyes and covered herself in the quilt.

They must not trust themselves... That's right, after all, among this group of people, it seems that she and the thief are the only ones who jumped in line halfway. Who can trust her in this situation?

Gnicia didn't like that position, and it felt too bad.

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Tips.1: "They" here refers to the "Five Sage Emperors", referring to the five monarchs in the most enlightened and prosperous period of the empire.

Tips.2: Paris used to refer to "the place where the Parisians lived". After the new governor of the region, His Royal Highness Placidia, took office, he abolished the old capital of the fourth Lugden Gaul province, Senon, and transferred it to And build its new capital in the Pan-Gallic province (referring to the sum of the four Lugden Gaul provinces) in the upper reaches of the Seine River.

Tips.3: The elves usually use their clan name (middle name) as their private honorific name. If they use their clan name (former name), it is considered more respectful and formal, but it is a bit unfamiliar.

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Well, Gnicia's growth status will be updated at any time, and there are also some interpretations.

If you have questions about abilities, you can refer to that chapter, and you should be able to see the latest version after refreshing.

Afterwards, each ability will be taken out separately for a detailed chapter.

Well, this book is not strictly an Anke article, it can only be regarded as an extended product of a private non-all-age group module. In fact, we have been thinking about writing an article about throwing dice to decide the route for a year or two, but we just happened to come across it recently. To the climax... So in some inconvenient occasions, the plot will be played normally instead of throwing the dice-after all, even a dedicated An Kewen can't do this, only short forum articles can.

All the dice are thrown by "Power", nothing to do with the author himself!

o(一︿一+)oAll dice will be secretly thrown in the group (provided the robot does not strike).

Chapter 13 010. Night Attack

Gnicia didn't sleep well.

She seemed to have some subtle hallucinations... She seemed to hear the voices of sages.

[Power: I think, someone is tempted... Let me guess, who will you meet? 】

In a drowsy state, she seemed to see the sage showing her the most clean and tidy parchment in the church, on which neat and neat handwriting was written in evenly colored ink:

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1. Silver Oak Salazar Adria

2. Akaba Royce

3. Numeria nuns

4. Big Success (Adelia and Lois)

5. Nothing happens

(.rd5=1)

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With the sound of the dice being thrown, the other names faded away, and Adria's name became the only remnant on the paper.

[Power: Ah...it's her.She is very powerful, normally speaking, there is nothing you can do about her.But she's weak now, physically tired, mentally broken, she can't fight us... tonight, she's your trophy. 】

[Power: Positive 64, Negative 30... She is emotionally stable towards you, so...]

New handwriting appeared under Adria's name.

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1. gentle

2. peace

3. Moderate