She Is Not a Witch Chapter 107: The retreat of the fire-eyed warbler

"Fire Eye Oriole, I thought you wouldn't come." The executioner was not surprised when he saw the scene in front of him, it was exactly what they wanted.

"Come here!"

He shouted loudly, and soldiers holding crossbows appeared on the roofs around the square, and arrows shining with magical brilliance were pressing on the taut crossbow strings. Although the Mo Ruo family is not considered wealthy, such enchanted arrows can still be obtained.

"Get ready, release!" According to Viscount Moruo's previous order, the commander directly released the arrow without waiting for the opponent's excuse.

There was a rapid piercing sound, and the black arrow left a fleeting afterimage in the air, shooting directly at the people on the stage.

Faced with such a situation, the spectators ran away in panic, fearing that they would be affected. Fortunately, both sides didn't care about these civilians and let them leave.

In a hurry, the crimson sword light waved on the high platform, cutting off several arrows, but the other part also shot into the body, bringing up large and small blood.

Seeing that her subordinates were injured, the woman on the stage holding the crimson long sword frowned, and then her pupils froze, the long sword in her hand trembled sharply, tearing the air with lightning speed, and swung several sword beams , cutting towards the soldiers in the distance.

She probably has the strength of War Sequence 5, so she has the means of long-range attack.

Several sword beams swept across the bricks and stones of the roof, tearing them apart, and some tiles and soldiers fell down amidst screams, making a splashing sound.

Seeing such a scene, the ordinary people around hid faster, and the field gradually became empty.

"You still dare to resist, do you want to rebel!" The executioner questioned and roared.

"No, no, this lord can't frame us 'Fire Eye Warbler' so casually. In fact, we just received news that our companion was killed, so we came to rescue." This mature woman was wearing white trousers and Jacket, sweeping the sparse crossbow bolts with ease with the longsword, there was room to answer the executioner's questions.

Afterwards, several sword beams slashed down, causing the rest of the sporadic crossbowmen to also fall down, and then she stopped, and easily jumped off the high platform with the few people behind her.

"Now we're going to talk about practical issues." She easily pulled out the orange-red sword flowers from the long sword in her hand, dotted the cold town, and approached the executioner step by step.

The executioner, who was protected by the guards, looked at the woman silently, and didn't let her stop until she was nearly ten meters away.

"Stop, what do you want to say, just say it here."

"That's it." Fei Jian's woman smiled, then really stopped and stood where she was.

"I think, I have already shown my sincerity, so can Lord Moruo show your honor and commitment."

After finishing speaking, she looked back and scanned the surroundings lightly, as if looking for which building Viscount Moruo would come out of.

"My lord is not here, just tell me if you have anything to do." The executioner waved his hand to temporarily stop the soldiers beside him.

"Really? If I tell the truth, will the Lord Viscount's secret be exposed?" She tapped her bright red lips with her free fingers, leaned forward, and showed a sly smile.

"How could you know Lord Mo Ruo's secret?" The executioner was unmoved and still shook his head.

"However, my lord, if your organization returns the stolen treasure, then we can let you go and not continue to pursue it."

"Treasure? Sorry, I don't know what kind of treasure it is. Maybe you can tell me what Lord Mo Ruo's treasure looks like."

"You..." Hearing this unexpected answer, the executioner was momentarily at a loss for words. This was something he didn't know before, and Viscount Moruo didn't explain how to deal with it.

The scene suddenly fell silent, and froze there again for a moment.

A place farther away from the square, on the second floor of a restaurant, Lorraine Hill and Lottie sat by the window sill, looking at the scene in the distance through the gap in the curtains. Even though they were hundreds of meters apart, because both of them were extraordinary, they could see clearly what happened.

"They are?"

Lottie was a little curious. She was wearing a black coat today, but she added a layer of sweater inside because the weather was getting colder. And this sweater was knitted by Lorraine Hill for her.

"It should be some secret treasure." Lorraine Hill recalled the little news he heard in the forest before. It seems that the organization 'Fire Eye Oriole' has been paying attention to Viscount Moruo for a long time.

"There are also folklore in the local area that the Moruo family hides the property left over from the past in the forest."

"Is that so..." Listening to the explanation, Lottie seemed to be remembering something, her eyes wandered for a while, and she was immersed in the memory again.

Soon, there was a rush of fighting sounds, and a group of black-clothed sergeants in the square began to exchange fire with the 'Fire Eye Orioles'.

There are not only sparks and sounds of swords colliding, but also some musket sounds. Since the end of the Great War, some technologies have also begun to spread from Ruerna to the world.

To be honest, Lorraine Hill didn't want to get involved in the battle between the two parties. If it wasn't for the closure of the city before, she might have left here and went to the next stop. But now that the two sides are at war, it is also a good time to observe the level of both sides.

According to the chats she had with the mercenaries these days, she also asked Miss Charlene. Gradually, I also understood the origin of the organization 'Fire Eye Oriole'.

Since the empire conquered this land hundreds of years ago, some meritorious officers and soldiers have been granted titles here, and built their own castles in various places to rule the land under their name.

But because most of them came from the central part of the empire or other provinces, when they came to this remote and unfamiliar area at that time, they were afraid of being forgotten or losing their understanding of the situation in the central part of the empire, so an organization quietly emerged.

This is the 'Fire-Eyed Warbler', like a nightingale, they pass through the mountains and forests, secretly conveying information from the imperial capital and other provinces, in order to appease the anxious or restless newborn nobles there.

Because of this, in the early days, the nobles attached great importance to the 'Fire Eye Warbler' and made a lot of investment or sponsorship in it to make it develop better. It can be said that at that time, the 'Fire Eye Warbler' was a semi-official organization in the southern border, existing as the eyes and ears of the local nobles.

They used this to understand the situation in the imperial capital, and also to understand the big and small things that happened in the southern border, so as to make their rule more stable.

However, this close cooperative relationship gradually began to fade as time passed. The nobles settled down for a long time, gradually became familiar with the land, established a private army and a solid ruling system, and had other channels to obtain various information, no longer relying entirely on this organization.

In addition, the Baskar family, which gradually integrated the southern border, could not tolerate such a huge intelligence organization operating in the fief. The Red Dragon Dukes of all ages began to fight and drag this organization, trying to take it for their own use.

This process was almost successful, because the gradually weaker 'Fire Eye Warbler' also needed a backer.

It's a pity that the war changed too many things. The Baskar family of the black-bottomed red dragon turned from prosperity to decline.

Just as Lorraine Hill was still remembering the information he had recently obtained, a roar came from the square.

"Master Mo Ruo really wants to drive us to a dead end?"

In the arena, a dozen or so 'Fire-Eyed Warbler' transcendents who were originally vigorous have fallen to the ground, and only a few of them stood still, all of them with injuries. Around these people, apart from the original guards and black-clothed sergeants, there were a dozen or so soldiers in bright red uniforms.

Their movements of drawing their guns and shooting are exceptionally standard and calm. It can be guessed that these soldiers of War Order 3 are all elites from the empire.

One of the red-clothed officers spread his saber straight at his side, watching the fallen people in front of him, drops of blood rolled down from the tip of the blade.

"That's all." He glanced contemptuously at the members of the 'Fire Eye Oriole', then put away the knife, and slowly inserted it back to his waist.

"Tie them up and take them down."

"Yes, my lord." The soldiers behind obeyed and immediately started to move.

At this moment, the only one standing in the open space is the mature woman from Scarlet Sword. However, her condition was not much better, with traces of blood remaining on the side of her messy blond hair, and her eyes were fixed on the red-clothed officer who was getting closer.

"You are not from Viscount Moruo, but a subordinate of the Prince Regent." There are only a handful of officers with Sequence 6 or higher in the southern border, how could this one come here.

"Yes, although His Highness is not in the southern region, he is still very interested in organizations like yours. If you are sensible, you'd better lay down your weapons. This will be good for yourself and your companions." He will With the scabbard sticking in front of him, he looked down at the other party with some leeway.

"Tsk..." After hearing the answer, the woman spat. Although she was dissatisfied, she didn't refute for a moment. She really needs to consider the lives of her companions around her, and she can't mess around at will.

"Thank you, Lord Regent, for your kindness, but I can't do it if I let go and surrender." As he spoke, the resounding hawk blew again from the sky.

Immediately, a swift black shadow leaped down from the sky, passed through the damp and cold air in the mountains and forests, and swooped towards the square. This is an extraordinary black eagle known for its speed.

Seeing that the woman was about to escape with the help of the black eagle, the soldiers in red began to aim, their fingers gradually pressing on the trigger, and the alchemy-made magic crystal gun in their hands gradually charged.

"Stop." The officer pulled out the knife again and placed it across the muzzle of the gun, telling them to stop firing.

"Let her go."

"Yes, my lord." These soldiers immediately took orders and put away the magic crystal guns.

Accompanied by the long roar of the eagle roaring in the mountains, the woman took off again with the help of the monster below her, but compared to the high-spirited and high-spirited before, she is much more embarrassed now.

"Let her go, I think we also need a messenger to send the news back, so that we can negotiate with this organization faster." Looking at the shadow in the sky, the officer turned around with ease Come.

"Now, let's spend a few days of leisure in this small mountain village." He ignored those Viscount Mo Ruo's subordinates and led them away. His soldiers were tied up.

For these elite legions directly under the royal family, Viscount Mo Ruo's treasures and careful thinking are really out of sight.

They suppressed the rebellion of the great nobles in the southern border several times, and they have seen a lot of property and secret treasures seized. To be honest, there are not many outstanding places.

Perhaps in the past, it was rare extraordinary weapons and armor, or rare extraordinary skills.

However, times have changed.

The supernatural skills of the past are no longer applicable, and everything has to be restarted. It is hard to say that the extraordinary weapons that were rare in the past performed well under the magic crystal gun.

It's just a few more rounds of shooting.

This is the surplus of the Southern Legion today. After absorbing the advanced tactics and systems accumulated in the war, it began to crush the old forces within the empire in turn.

After the fall of the Baskar family, which could also have all these things, other nobles in the southern border could no longer check and balance the pressure from the central royal family. Either fall to the royal family and abandon most of the power and land, or launch a rebellion and become a corpse run over by a chariot.

"It's over."

Listening to the gradually quiet scene outside the window, the originally quiet environment in the restaurant became lively again, and everyone began to talk about these elite soldiers from the capital of Longyi Province.

"It should be the legion directly under the royal family. Look at their armor and weapons, they are simply luxurious." Several poor adventurers were all envious.

"Although His Royal Highness the Regent is not good at fighting, he is really good at dealing with money."

"Heh, I just copied the Baska family and sacrificed the black-bottomed red dragon. What's there to be proud of." As a local resident of the southern border, I'm still closer to the Baska family.

"The current situation in the southern border, the royal family really has no face."

"If they hadn't started the war and surrendered first, how could everything have become like this. Now the glory of the empire is a rag in the mud, and no one bothers to look at it."

"If I had the strength of Sequence 8, I would definitely enter the Rose Palace and kill that false king, just like his brother, haha." The drunken big man said with a flushed face .

"Hush." ​​The companions around were terrified after hearing this, and quickly covered his mouth to prevent him from continuing to talk nonsense, then nodded to the people around, and hurriedly pulled him to check out and leave.

Listening to the surrounding words, Lorraine Hill did not speak, and lowered his head to eat the food in front of him again.

In fact, it is not difficult for her to kill Edron, a familiar classmate. But what is more difficult is how to end the chaos of the empire and establish a new order that everyone recognizes.

She has a theory, but a theory is a theory after all. The empire is not Crancia, and everything cannot be copied from past experience.

That would be indistinguishable from a historical error.

Maybe ~IndoMTL.com~ she should better ask the farmers and hunters in the mountains what they want, or see what else they need.

Compared to the few nobles and soldiers, these tired and poorly dressed people are the majority in this land.

It's a pity that in the past, most of these people were like trees on a mountain, they would not be valued or 'seen' by others. They also considered themselves humble and accepted everything as before.

Whether it is the Pascal family or the royal family's rule, anyway, life is like this, it will not bring about change, there is no hope, and naturally there will be no pain.

Life is like a cold mountain path, lonely and rugged. Although it is difficult to walk, they are also used to being soaked by stones and bleeding.

While time makes people grow, it also makes them learn to be silent and bow their heads, because only in this way can they survive.

And now, how to act to make these wet firewood burn again. How to make them believe that this long and eternal winter will end one day. And the future will be more beautiful and real than the present.