She Is Not a Witch Chapter 37: Valley Salamander
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Walking through the long winds of Fengji Province, to the mountains and hills of Luoyan Province, along the path surrounded by mountains, the motorcade slowly moved forward.
Occasionally crushing the stones on the side of the road, the wheels are slightly bumpy, making a fine sound.
In the mountains in the north, the winter chill has not yet completely dissipated. There is still a little snow in the dark green pine needles on the roadside, and the water drops quietly dripping along the branched branches and leaves.
Lorland Hill was sitting in the carriage. She was wearing a long red dress, but this time she added a fleece coat to the outside, which looked a little more cute and suitable for her age.
The weather seemed to be getting cold again. Thinking back to the spring rain a few days ago, she felt the temperature dropped again.
I don’t know if these people accompanying me are used to it. Although she is following her own investigation, she still wants to take care of it, otherwise it will be bad if it freezes.
"Fenni, you ask the people who are accompanying you on horseback tonight, how are you doing. If it is too cold, you can take out the blanket from the cargo and put it on your knees and body. If you have frostbite, please tell me in time. You can rotate. Take a rest in the warm car."
"Okay, eldest lady." The maid nodded, and wrote the matter in a small notebook.
Looking very seriously, Lorrain Hill thought to himself, when I was a child, I also had such a small book by my side, remembering the sentences I liked, the things I didn't want to forget, and the things I wanted.
Occasionally, cuckoos screamed from the cold mountains. They flew to the branches and swayed, letting water droplets fall.
As the carriage drove over the hills, a loud noise came from the valley in the distance.
After receiving the order from the eldest lady, the four riders urged the horses under the hips to rush forward.
The group of people turned a few big bends, and a dazzling scene appeared in front of them.
On the side of the road on the hillside, several carriages tipped over on the side of the road. Some people were running away. Several horses neighed in panic trying to break free from the reins and shackles, while a huge monster was in the valley, biting With a horse.
As the grey-cyan demon beast swung its head back and forth, the poor horse broke in two, and its internal organs and blood spilled out. On the other side of the valley, a few people were following the cover of the trees and shooting arrows at the monster.
Unfortunately, the effect is not good. Although this monster has no scales on its body, its skin is exceptionally tough.
"Merka Newt!?" a rider exclaimed.
"Do you know each other?" the companions next to him asked.
"Yes, I have seen similar ones in the Tiziran Mountains before, but they are scarce. The most powerful one I have seen there is only Sequence 3, which is not very powerful."
"And this one is 4-5 times larger than the average individual, and it looks like it has at least Sequence 4."
"What should I do, do you want to help?"
"But we are now the caravan guards, and we pay attention to personal interests...will it be against our image if we take this shot."
"Hey, don't role-play too deeply. Miss sees it, maybe we will help."
"Well, just treat us as the kind of particularly good caravan guards."
After dealing with the obstacles in their hearts, the few people no longer hesitate, drew out the long swords hanging from their waists, the cold light overflowed, and they jumped down from the hillside and slid down quickly.
The ground in the mountains is full of fallen leaves and melted snow, so it slides quickly, and soon a few people approach the giant salamander.
Looking at the head that is higher than the human, they are not afraid, but head up.
A white mist was exhaled from his mouth, and he stepped on the low tree trunk, his body leaped high, the long sword in his hand flashed with a gleam of brilliance, and then it was directly inserted into one of the eyes of the giant salamander.
The next few people also arrived. One made a huge hole under the giant newt's neck, and the other two pierced the newt's forearm directly, breaking the tendons.
The people who were shooting and observing from the side looked at the people who suddenly rushed down from the mountain, and gave out exclamations and warnings, but before they could finish explaining, these people cleaned the newt. solved.
So powerful, so powerful, even for elite adventurers.
Looking at their adept appearance, the people next to them couldn't help but sigh so.
After a few roars, the newt fell into the dead leaves of the valley.
"Thank you all for your heroic help."
"Thank you."
"Oh, what a pity my carriage."
"I'm so grateful."
These people have different dresses, old and young, and they walked slowly after seeing the newt's death.
"It's nothing, it's a trivial matter. How are you guys." These young riders touched their heads a little embarrassingly.
"Some of us were slightly injured, but fortunately, the adults arrived in time. There is no major problem at present, it's just the loss of some goods and carriages."
"That's fine."
Several riders replied, listening to these people's grateful words, they gradually remembered another question.
Is the solution too fast and so neat that it is a bit false to say that he is an ordinary caravan's guard now?
It’s not good. After I go back this time, I will be scolded by Lord Mila, saying that he and others have influenced the plan of His Royal Highness.
Thinking of this, the few people were not happy at once, but were a little disappointed.
Lagertis' horse caravan then arrived slowly and stopped.
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In the evening, Cold Spring Village.
The scattered houses are distributed halfway up the mountain. In the middle of the hills is a small open space, and some tents are now being pitched.
"Thank you for the help of the Lagertis Chamber of Commerce. We belong to the Lake Chamber of Commerce. You have never heard that it will be normal, because our Chamber of Commerce has only more than 30 people."
An old man with a thin white beard was by the campfire, gratefully speaking to a blonde lady.
"Nothing, are you okay? We have medicine for trauma." Lorrain Hill's face was illuminated by the fire, one side was very bright yellow, and the other side was covered by a shaking shadow.
"Thank you for your generosity, but we still have some herbal medicines for bone-setting. After all, we will prepare some when we are away all year round, so I don't have to bother you any more."
On the other side of the tent camp, Mira is looking at the rabbit ear riders with their heads down.
"It feels like you have floated recently."
"Don't dare, don't dare, Sister Mila." A few people shook their bodies and immediately stood upright.
"Oh, that is to say, I still want to~IndoMTL.com~Mila has a sweet smile on her face and her eyes are slowly narrowed.
"Would you like me to repeat it several times?"
"Dear Brother Knight, you are so amazing~"
"Thank you for the help of this adult, the little girl is not grateful, I can accompany you for a few drinks tonight~"
"What's the name of this brother, I am..."
When Mila said, the bunny ears on her head swayed slightly. If an unsuspecting outsider sees it, I am afraid that she will be fascinated by this cute girl with bunny ears immediately.
But the few present are from the rabbit ears. Some of them are classmates of Mila, some are from the same country, and some have heard of his name, so naturally they dare not think about it.
The celebrity in front of the sage is not a simple character.
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