She Is Not a Witch Chapter 167: Infinite distance

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Crancia, Brown Flute County.

Lorraine Hill is now riding a black tall horse, advancing with the army.

Under the sunny sky, there is a yellow-green wilderness, and sparse green grass grows on the dry land. The rhizomes of these plants grow almost on the ground, and the leaves are very narrow, which seems to be specially adapted to the local drought and heat. Environment.

As the army moved southward, it began to regain the land that had fallen before, and the original attacking Falcon troops also retreated early. At this time, it was also the end of April, and the weather was getting warmer, even a little hotter.

There is a smell of dry grass seeds in the air, which makes the nose slightly itchy in the south wind.

Lorlandhill is wearing a black robe, with only a few silver hairs on her chest, floating slightly in the wind. She raised her white palms and placed them in front of her forehead, looking at the group of winged people standing by the road in the distance.

These people are male and female, facing the scorching sun, looking at the walking team, they seem to be looking for a certain figure. When Lorrain Hill looked at them, one of the girls pointed her finger over.

"That big sister~" Her voice is immature and full of joy. It is hard to imagine why such a young child would appear here.

After hearing this shout, these winged tribes turned their gazes. When they saw the silver hair exposed between the hoods, a surprise flashed in their eyes, and then they took a few steps forward. Kneeled down.

A knight wearing a porcelain white heavy armor drove up and was a member of the Knights of the Iron Sun.

"His Royal Highness Lorrain Hill, they want to see you." Although there has been no communication for thousands of years, the rabbit ear tribe and the wing tribe are branches of the orcs, and they basically communicate in languages, but they can understand this group of people. Discourse. It is nothing more than worship, prayer, surrender and so on.

Such scenes have been encountered many times during their march, and the knights around the silver-haired girl are not surprised.

"Find a quiet and empty place. They seem to be coming from far away from their hometown. I also have some questions to ask them." Lorrain Hill nodded, compared to the previous period of the military. Life has improved her fearful character a lot.

More than ten minutes later, under a hillside not far from the marching road.

Under a big tree with lush foliage, Lorrain Hill took off the hood on his head and stood still, and in front of him was about 30 winged tribes.

"Are you here to find me?" There was curiosity in the light blue and transparent pupils.

"Yes, the supreme archangel of the wind, the lord of the great sky." A group of winged tribes knelt down on their knees, chanting prayers.

Lorrain Hill tilted his head slightly incomprehensibly, this name is really getting longer and longer, and it's getting more and more outrageous.

"No need, you stand up first," she said, her voice soft and sweet.

"His Royal Highness Sheloran Hill." Everyone slowly got up.

"Why did you come all the way from home, just to see me?" Lorraine Hill didn't think he had such a big charm.

"Because I heard the call from the wind." said a girl with eyes full of admiration.

"Because I witnessed the miracle that descended on the sky." This is a soldier who has experienced that battle.

"Because I want to see the existence of such a legend."

Everyone talked about their thoughts, and the last old man with a white beard slowly walked out of it, and the crowd gradually stopped, which shows that this old man's status in the crowd is not low.

"Let me talk about it, Your Highness Lorrain Hill." The old man stuck his cane and stood up as much as possible.

"Perhaps the world knows from some ancient texts that our orcs had accepted part of the legacy of the giant royal court, including some records of past history." His voice was old and full of rhythm.

Then the old man began to slowly tell the history buried in the years.

"At this time, the sun in the sky is powerful and eternal, and the silver moon in the dark is also clean and cold."

"The people who follow the sun and the people who follow the moon are enemies in the age. They fought in every corner of the world, chasing the sunset and dawn, soaring in the sky, and diving under the sea."

"The court of the giant is the people who chase the sun, and the opposite is the dragon that embraces the moon."

"Although the giant clan has been destroyed, the legend about the sun has also been passed down, and it is dictated by the shaman."

"On the throne where the four holy pillars stand, the sun slowly rises." When the old man said this, Lorrainhill inevitably remembered the plan for the throne of the gods in the twilight era.

"And the four sacred pillars also rose to the sky with the sun, and in the brilliance of the sun turned into four existences with wings on their backs."

"They hold up the sun, they are also the spokesperson and messenger of the sun..."

"The name of the archangel, who is the sky and wind, is pronounced very similar to yours. As a result, in that miracle, everyone will regard you as the incarnation in the world." As a winged tribe that has never suffered a catastrophe, its internal history is much more complete than that of the Gufia steppe.

Is that the case? Lorrain Hill thought in his heart, if according to the plan of the throne of gods, as the fourth of the original, he is indeed the closest existence to the sun crown, and it is very likely that he will be empowered.

Unfortunately, this is a very distant past. After I wake up, I don't have any strength, let alone Sequence 10, even the original Sequence 1. Such glory does not bring real strength. If facing a Sequence 8 now, she might not be able to beat it.

"Maybe you have too much expectation and admiration for me. Actually, I am not such a great and sacred being." She shook her head slightly, her silver hair fluttering in the wind, and then she was held by her white fingers. ,reorganize.

She doesn’t want to admit this name. There are too many things behind it, and I don’t know if it will lead to hostile existence. After all, the dispute between the sun and the moon is said to have not been completely separated in the end. Victory, but both fall as the ending.

"You go back first. Since the Falcons have ceased the war, don't participate in the subsequent killings." Lorrain Hill said, and the group of people seemed to have accepted the oracle and left contentedly. .

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Black Rock Principality, after the orcs' reinforcements captured Fengyan City, it has continued to sweep the remnants of the Halberd Sect in its territory.

In a gorge in the mountains.

The simple wooden fence level blocked the path of a group of people, and the sergeant wearing black scale armor and the defending army wearing leather armor were fighting with each other.

Although the black-clothed and scaled sergeant has the advantage in equipment, the other side, relying on the geographical position and the aid of the bow and arrow, is still firmly blocking the group of enemy forces.

"Fools! You bow-hunting idiots!" The leader in the black scaly armour yelled loudly, rather frustrated.

"When is the time, you are still against us, quickly get out of the way, the orcs behind are about to kill. Do you want to watch your compatriots be killed by the enemy?"

Unfortunately, the response to him was a intensive rain of arrows. Nearly a hundred crossbowmen were shooting halfway up the mountain. The arrows hit the armor, making a clanging sound, and several of them penetrated through the gaps. , Shot into the body, let several soldiers fall in the weeds and rocks.

Seeing this group of remnants in black and scaly armor gradually disappeared, a young officer in brown leather armor came out of the crowd.

"Of course I know that there are orcs behind you who are chasing after you, so you set up a card here."

"You mean compatriots? Sorry, I don't have such cruel compatriots."

"Do you still remember how many villages you burned, how many people were dragged into this war, and how many families and lives were destroyed and disappeared?"

"In addition, I also want to tell you that the one standing in front of you is not the bow hunter, but the swordsmith." As he said, he raised the zija longbow in his hand and set the arrow. On the bowstring, with the force of the waist and arms, the bowstring is easily pulled apart, and powerful arrows shoot out, piercing the scales of an enemy.

"Sword-forging faction, what is that?" The leader of the halberd faction asked in confusion while waving a long sword to separate the incoming arrows. He thought it was something new made by the bow-hunting faction again. power.

"That is to disagree with the styles of the two factions, and hope to establish a new order of factions. We will build a sword into a plow and cultivate a new country."

Another girl with long black hair walked out of the crowd. She was wearing a short leather skirt, holding a long knife with a sheath in her hand, a fitted leather vest on the upper body, and a short sword and jab tied on her legs.

"Big sister head!" When the girl appeared, some young people around her shouted excitedly, seeing that the girl had a high status in everyone's hearts.

After experiencing the two years of civil strife, Jena is much more mature and tougher than before. Even the figure is taller, showing a sassy and vigorous temperament.

After the girl appeared, she looked at the sword-wielding leader in the valley and said, "It's been a long time, maybe you still remember who I am."

The halberd leader in the valley frowned, looked at the girl, and asked guessingly: "Jena?"

"Yes, at the time, in the city of beacon, you used very tough methods to force my father to join."

"And once thought, will there be today!?" When she said the last few words, her figure suddenly moved, like a gray shadow, rushing down the mountainside.

A few silver lights flashed, ten or so soldiers of the halberd faction were directly split, and the sharp long knife in his hand carrying a dangerous cold light directly slashed to the neck of the leader.

When--

The long metal reverberation echoed in the valley, and the opponent's leader held his sword tightly to block its blade.

Jena's eyes flashed a wandering flash, and then her body changed again, and the two sides fought fiercely in the valley.

Although the swordsman on the opposite side has the job description of Sequence 5 Magnetic Pole Swordsman, Jena is not bad now. After two years of growth, she has reached the level of Sequence 5, even if she is not in Emme. Nas, did not learn much new knowledge, but relying on some of the past experience and knowledge is enough to slap these ordinary existences.

His long sword danced in the air, and his body continued to draw straight lines around the center of the opponent, slashing the enemy from all angles. One violent spark flashed through the valley.

"You!--" The swordsman was amazed, not wanting this time to pass, the girl became so powerful that she almost crushed herself in all aspects.

And just as he was about to beg for mercy and surrender, Jena's figure flashed by again.

[The Art of Splitting Shadows with Swords]

The blades turned into one piece, like silver snow pouring, directly overwhelming the enemy, then Jena stood still and slowly put away the blade.

Behind it, the magnetic pole swordsman fell all over his body, making no sound.

When the surrounding soldiers saw the leader fall, they broke apart and fled in all directions.

"Chasing!" The sword casting faction on the mountainside kept chasing, deep into the grass.

"Sister Jena is really amazing!" Several young people holding bows and swords gathered around and praised them.

The girl with black hair and blue eyes shook her head slightly, indicating that she was still far from the big people. Not to mention, even the few peers in the school at that time were far above her.

I wonder who will be the champion of the school this year? Bumansha, or Lorraine? She hasn't returned to school for a long time.

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After the affairs of the Falcon Kingdom, the Star Alliance began to shrink their defenses, and Lorrainhill returned to Solander.

Somewhere in the open courtyard of the palace.

Lorraine Hill put on a soft white dress, and was sitting under the grape trellis at the moment, resting slightly while enjoying the cold.

His arm rests on a light-colored wooden chair, his head rests on his arm, letting his silky hair float slightly in the air.

A gentle breeze blew, bringing up a little white skirt, exposing the smooth white calf, and then the dress was attached to the calf to outline a slender shape.

A neatly-dressed maid walked slowly from the corridor of the courtyard. When she came to the trellis, she stood and stopped. She looked at the slightly ups and downs of the girl who was taking a nap. She hesitated a little, and then she did not speak, but Continue to stand in place, waiting for the girl's awakening.

The cicadas on the tree screamed happily, and the bright sunshine shone on the bright leaves, reflecting the colors of green and garcinia. The breeze blew from time to time, and the leaves also rustled.

A brief moment of peace is ushered in the protracted war.

After a long time, the eyelashes of the girl under the grapevine trembled slightly, and then slowly opened. She simply shook her head to make herself more awake, and then straightened her squeezed hair.

At this moment, the maid on the side came forward to ask.

"Good afternoon at Lorrain Hill Hall." She leaned over gently.

"Palinsa? You have something to find me." Lorrain Hill looked up at the maid. Her beautiful face and black and white uniform appeared mottled in the grape rack, a kind of old time. Beauty.

"Yes, not long ago, there was a message from the Legion in the Black Rock Principality asking how to act afterwards."

"Will it be occupied and conquered directly, or do other plans."

Parinsha took out the documents and letters in her arms.

"What did other people in Congress say?" Lorrain Hill took the file.

"Most people said that they should be conquered directly, and there will be no future troubles, but Mr. Pullman did not express his position, but said that she put it aside for the time being, and then let me ask you what you think."

"That's it..." The girl slowly flipped through the thick battle report, which described the current situation in Black Rock.

Since the fall of Fengyan City, the halberd faction scattered and fled in the territory. Most of them were arrested and imprisoned, while a few went deep into the mountains.

In addition, the bow hunting faction is becoming less and less, and it is said that it has been replaced by a new faction called the ‘sword casting faction’. The leader and information of the "Sword Casting Faction" are revealed in the document.

"Jena?" Lorrain Hill looked at the familiar name in surprise, then looked down and flipped through the information about it.

Born in Emenas, the daughter of a mercenary leader, her age and weapons are all right. Unexpectedly, it was really her, this former classmate.

"It seems that she has also made a decision." Looking through a series of recent actions by Jenna, improving the system, establishing a new order in the mountain village, and so on, Lorrain Hill seemed to feel something.

"That's fine." She pondered for a moment.

"The current war has not passed. Our direct rule of Black Rock will cause a lot of resistance, and the subsequent problems will not be easy to solve."

"It's better to support factions with similar ideas to ours, and leave enough soldiers to help the'Sword Casting Faction' establish a new order and appease the residents and environment in Heiyan."

"Then dispatched craftsmen to deliver supplies and food to rescue families and residents who were injured in the war. At the same time, they used work-for-work to restore and build them. In this way, the relationship between each other was closer and the previous conflicts and discords were eased. "

"After the war is over, the representatives of the people will be guided to vote to decide whether to merge into Crancia."

"At that time, there must be a lot less trouble and no historical baggage."

Unconsciously, Lorrain Hill is already a mature state governor.

"Yes, Your Royal Highness Lorrain Hill." Palinsha looked at the silver-haired girl who was younger than herself in admiration, quickly recorded her suggestions, and then went to report.

Looking at the back of Palinsha leaving~IndoMTL.com~Lorraine Hill moved her body and slowly stood up from the chair. She stretched out her left hand and looked at the sun on the blue sky through her fingers.

Time is so fast, and I have adapted to where I am now.

There was a time when I was not a girl living alone in the forest, but now I am at the center of the vortex of power, affecting the lives of thousands of people.

This is a great honor and a great responsibility. She has to be cautious.

Maybe I am not suitable for being a leader in my heart. I always want to hide in a quiet place with few people, live a leisurely and comfortable life, sleep until I wake up naturally, fishing in summer, fireplace in winter, and a quiet life.

But that kind of life is not yet available.

Lorraine Hill said to herself in her heart, she walked out of the grape trellis, walked slowly on the hillside of the palace, and then came to a high ground.

Following the broad front, you can look down and look down. It is a patch of houses with uneven highlands, and thousands of families and people can be seen in full view.

The infinite distance, countless people, are related to me.

I can’t immerse myself in illusory dreams and escape the real and vast world. If it is not beautiful, then make her beautiful. Only in this way can you sleep peacefully and have a good dream.

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