She Is Not a Witch Chapter 96: Early morning labor

In the next few weeks, these exchange students followed the old pastor to learn related knowledge and gradually became familiar with life in the sanctuary.

　　 early morning.

　　After getting up, a few students ran to the foot of the mountain to fetch water, and then transported the water to the water tank of the church on the hillside.

　　 Part of it will be used to water the small crops planted aside, part of it will be boiled for drinking, and the rest will be used for washing.

　　 Wow——

　　Clean water was poured from the bucket into the big tank, and there was a burst of reverberations. Seeing that the tank was about to be full, the few people who poured water on the side also put down the bucket.

　　 "Well, that's it, let us take the rest." said a tall girl with blond hair and a single ponytail.

　　 The four boys put down the buckets and ran to rest, while three girls were left in the field. They would carry the remaining buckets to water and boil the water.

　　 After getting along for this period of time, several students performed a simple division of labor. The boys were responsible for carrying water, and the girls were responsible for boiling and watering.

　　 "Boli, go to boil the water, and Rohill and I will go to water it." The ponytailed girl continued.

　　 "Hmm." A little black-haired girl nodded, and then took away a bucket of water.

　　 The remaining three buckets of water were taken by Rohill and the girl to a small garden on the other side of the church, where some fruits and melons were grown for daily consumption.

　　 "I didn't expect Rohill to do this kind of work very well." The girl and Rohill walked on the path, and they talked.

　　The black turban slid, and Rohill looked at the girl in front of him, "I've seen adults do it before, so understand a little bit."

　　 "Unexpectedly..." The girl rolled up the sleeves of both hands to prevent it from getting wet, and walked to the small garden not far away with two buckets of water.

　　 "I always thought that Rohill would be that kind of delicate girl, because everyone in school said that. I was worried that your body could not bear it before."

　　 The girl's name is Jelika, from Bridge Pier College. She is rare among exchange students and is not a student of Temple College. She is about 18 years old, and she is only as young as Heisen among the few people, and she feels like a big sister.

　　"Does Rocher want to join the church in the future?"

　　 The two walked into the garden and began to water the crops, Jelica asked.

　　 "It should not be."

　　 Luo Xier stretched her hand into the cold clear water, lifted her fingers, and sprinkled fine drops of water on the green vines and crop roots. The drops of water fall into the soil, making its color a little darker.

　　 "Huh? I'm a little surprised." Zelika said as she stooped and sprinkled the water skillfully.

　　 "Because you have a great reputation in school, many teachers are optimistic about you taking this path."

　　"Furthermore, the Angel Church is also the largest organization in addition to the major countries. Although it needs to abide by some precepts, it is not like other countries. It has a lot of intrigue and is very suitable for you."

　　 Jelika said Rosier as if admonishing her innocent sister.

　　 "I know, but I don't have that much pursuit of reputation and status. I guess I will return to my hometown after graduation."

　　"Do you live in seclusion in your hometown? This seems good. My dad said, if I don’t perform well at school, let me go back and inherit the farm at home." Jelika put down the bucket, pressed her waist, and looked at The sun revealed in the horizon.

　　"Where is Jelika's house?"

　　"On the west side of Frost Rose, it used to be Wilga's territory."

　　 "Well, I'm from a border in Crancia." The girl said so, as she bent over to water, a few silver hair strands scattered from the turban.

　　 "Huh, it's almost there, we're here, we can put the bucket back." After Zelika finished speaking, she took away two buckets and left an empty bucket for Rosier.

　　 "Yeah." Rosie replied in a low voice, following the girl.

　　After putting down the bucket, the two also started their free time. They sat on a big rock facing the sun to rest and continued the conversation.

　　 "Jelika is in the fifth grade, right?" Rosier asked.

　　 "Yes, I was going to graduate directly this year, but my dad told me to come to Sanctuary to exercise, and he wanted to sharpen my arrogant character." After cleaning the rocks, Jelika lay down. , Opened his hands, looked at the sky and said, the golden single ponytail also fell on the blue-black stone.

　　 "Luo Xier, since you don't join the church, why do you still come here as an exchange student."

　　 "Because of the curiosity of knowledge, I want to know something, this may be related to my life experience." The girl said.

　　 "Oh...Is that rumor true?" Jelica turned her head to look at the girl.

　　 "What rumor?"

　　 "Some students said that you are an angel reincarnated or born, but not many believers."

　　 "This..." Lorraine Hill really didn't know if it was.

　　 According to current speculation, angels may be the product or transformation of ancient people, and they are ancient people. The relationship entanglement is still a fog.

　　 "I don't know." She could only answer like that, with a slight ending in her voice.

　　 Since she woke up, she thought she was in another world, and she gradually let go of the past. But not long ago, she knew a lot of the truth. There may still be people of the same age or the same civilization in this world.

　　 This made her feel a little hopeful and missed.

　　 There are some things, now that you know it, you can’t ignore it.

　　 made her forget everything in the past, the rise and fall of the past civilization, those familiar words, poems, stories, experiences, brilliance, etc. ~ IndoMTL.com~ she can't do it.

　　 is like the three problems in philosophy. If you don’t solve them, you will feel imitation and anxiety.

　　Who are you and where are you from? This has become a hurdle in my heart.

　　Why can I be reborn? Why is the existence like a **** giving me a new body, and what mission and expectations do I have on my back?

　　 She desperately wants to know.

　　 All this is the continuation of the Tinder plan, or another inadvertent miracle.

　　If it is a certain mission and expectation, she has to judge by herself, whether this mission is worth achieving now. If all this was just an accident, she would also be grateful, and then complete the fire project buried in the dust, once again igniting the civilization on the earth.

　　 "Don't you know..." Jelika murmured, looking at the blue sky.

　　 "Let's find it, just find the answer." She stretched out her hand and placed it in the center of her field of vision, looking at the sky through her fingers, as if she was about to hold the sky with her hand.

　　"Come on, Rocher!"

　　 The girl sat up abruptly, then stretched out her hand to pull up Rosier who was sitting aside.

　　 "Let's go, let's go back, the nuns and aunts are probably ready for breakfast. If you go late, you won't have to eat it, especially if you are so light, like cotton, you need to eat more."

　　 Lorrain Hill was dragged by the girl towards the church below the hillside, where a wisp of smoke rose and the smell of wheat came.