She Is Not a Witch Chapter 43: Road to Heroes

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Lorland Hill unwrapped the hood at the beginning, revealing his original face, and his hair changed from gold to the color of silver and snow. It looked a little hazy and beautiful under the only two candles in the house. .

Looking at this still beautiful eldest lady, Bud sat down in response. Compared with the inferiority and timidity of the past, he would be more calm and calm now.

This once short and cowardly teenager has grown a lot taller unknowingly, but his height has surpassed Lorrain Hill, and his body is also exceptionally strong. His strong and distinct muscles can probably kill a cow with one punch. .

"You've grown a lot taller." Lorrain Hill looked at Bud, who had changed a lot, with a little emotion in his tone.

"Yes." Recalling that I traveled all the way, traversed a long distance, and crossed most of the country, finally found Gretel's family in this small village. Bud also experienced a lot of growth.

The mind is no longer as narrow and naive as before, less inferior, and more calm.

"There are many dirty and despicable people in this world, but there are also some simple and kind people." Bud said of his own thoughts.

"Not everyone is suitable to fight and fight, but they are still worthy of my protection. I want to contribute to this mountain."

"Grete once said that he wanted to be a hero."

"Although I am not strong enough today, I will try my best to go in this direction and become a hero in my heart and protect those I love. Maybe I will get hurt, fail, and lose my life. But now I am no longer afraid."

"I don't understand too many complicated truths, nor do I know what justice and correctness are, but watching those people's stable lives, I feel a sense of peace and satisfaction."

The young man who once yearned for a new and wonderful outside world, longed for the brilliant and wonderful adventure, listened to the poet's singing outside the country tavern, has slowly grown up, and after walking in the outside world for a period of time, he has already realized The meaning of his own life, this is the dream he buried deep in his heart.

In the shed with swaying lights, Bud talked about his beliefs. After experiencing the Hopland Rebellion and traversing thousands of mountains and rivers, he finally found his home.

"Budd is a gentle person." Lorrain Hill said so, with a small smile on his face.

"However, blind protection will not work. This will make them rely too much on you and become weaker."

"What you have to do is not a meticulous protector, but a lion that leads the crowd so that they can gain the same courage and strength as you."

"The mountains of the Niedershire are so vast. I don't know how many villages like this are. It is difficult for you to worry about them all, and even you, there are times when you need to rest."

Lorraine Hill was talking about his thoughts, and the young man on the other side slowly raised his head.

"Sell it, Miss Lacey, you gave me everything. I can do it if I have any needs."

"Although I have given some help, I don't want to use this as a way to coerce you into doing things. That's not what I want to see."

"I'm just giving an offer, or an invitation that can be declined." Lorraine Hill considered the language.

"I hope you can become the leader of a knight order, train and lead them, and guard this land." The girl's burning eyes were especially bright under the candles.

After investigating the situation in Ned County, she increasingly felt that the local area needed a guardian force, not only to protect the land from the beasts in the mountains, but also to guard the country's frontiers as a local frontier army.

It is also best for such corps to train and arm themselves from the local area, so that they will be more familiar with the local area, and will not cause some regional conflicts. At the same time, their will will be extraordinarily firm when guarding their hometown.

Now that Crancia has just been established, it is difficult to mobilize sufficient resources to support various remote areas. In this way, it is a better choice for local people to become stronger spontaneously.

Of course, there is no need to worry about it being separated from the command of the central government. With the improvement of transportation and the construction of the talent cultivation system, the cohesion of this country will only grow stronger.

"I'm not very smart, and sometimes I can't turn the corners. Isn't it a bad idea to let me be the leader..." Although the obstacles in his mind have gradually disappeared, he still faces a strange field. Some hesitation.

"No, Grete was also younger than you now. He can organize so many people without extraordinary strength, I believe you can do it too."

"But..." Bud hesitated.

Lorraine Hill interrupted the young man and said directly.

"Bad, don’t overestimate those who sit in high positions and be awed by the shining throne. Everyone learns and grows step by step, and the tree is just inconspicuous before being tall. Fragile seedlings."

"There has never been any noble lineage and irreplaceable talent. Perhaps some of them are smarter than you, but as a leader, what is more important is the belief and will that infect everyone."

"You may not be the brain that thinks about everything, but you must be the backbone of the team. In this way, you can truly build an indestructible steel army."

In the hut where the candle was burning, it gradually calmed down. Bud looked at the rough table top. The dark brown fibers were tightly arranged, with occasional burrs sticking out.

Wood is a common and fragile thing, far less hard than stone, but even such a thing, as long as one of the fibers is lifted, it can plunge into the unsuspecting flesh and bring up a trace of blood.

As the candle burns, the wax oil becomes less and the height becomes lower and lower, and the scope of its reflection becomes less and less, shrinking from the outer periphery to the middle of the table top annual ring.

For some reason, Bud suddenly remembered that distant afternoon, when Gretel took him to Nysoth’s house to protest.

『Then wouldn’t it be dangerous for you? 』

『Haha, I have my own way. Someone will always do these things, right? 』

『Well, everyone is in this mentality, always thinking that others will come to help them, so that you don’t get hurt. 』

『We all want to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, keep obeying, and dare not resist, just like this, we took a step back and then took a step back until we let everything out~IndoMTL.com~Individuals are lonely and weak, but if they Unite together, trust each other, and warm each other, and you will gain great courage. 』

『I’m not fighting alone. 』

『This sentence is simple and simple, but it makes me very at ease. Maybe this is the strength of unity. 』

...

After a long time, the candle has burned to the bottom, and the place where the candlelight shines has also shrunk to the center. That is the place where the tree core is, which is the annual ring left by the tree in the first few years of growth. The fibers are tightly arranged. Extremely hard.

Bad slowly raised his head, his dark face cast a swaying shadow in the candlelight.

"I agree to your invitation, I hope I can become a force of Crancia."

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