She Is Not a Witch Chapter 283: Port Authority

In the cold fog in the early morning, the port was a little cold. Many hangover sailors were still sleeping soundly in the taverns and hotels last night. The greeting was long and reverberating.

Lorraine Hill pulled up the hood of the black winter dress, only a little hair was exposed from her shoulders and scattered on her chest, she walked on the street with small steps, very light, her eyes swept over one by one with a little curiosity Harbor and street views.

Many shops are still closed. Residents living in the cold northern region seem to wake up later than people in other places. In front of some shops that have just opened, shopkeepers are sweeping the streets.

The sound of ticking horseshoes is very clear in such a street, and people can hear the crisp sound of the iron horseshoes colliding with the stone bricks on the ground.

The girl raised her head, only to see a man riding a black horse walking slowly on the street in front of her. The person riding on it was wearing a long black robe, and his face could not be seen clearly.

Maybe there is a black knight under the black robe, wearing excellent full body armor, or maybe it is a necromancer with a haggard face and deep-set eyes, many people guessed so.

Until this man slowly stopped in front of a cafe, the crisp sound of horseshoes disappeared, and the street became quiet again.

A wind chime sounded as the door was pushed open, followed by a familiar and friendly welcome voice from the clerk.

"Welcome, good morning and may the new moon be with you."

"Good morning." A girl's voice as cold as a spring came from under the black robe.

Subsequently, there was a burst of cheers in the store, and even many passers-by on the street heard it and turned their eyes curiously.

"Miss Herron!"

"Master Frostfinger Witch~"

"It's finally here."

"This time, take good notes."

There was a burst of noise in the store, and then it was separated by the closed door, and the street regained its previous silence.

That woman should be a witch that is often heard in the northern border.

When Lorraine Hill passed by this cafe, he glanced at the glass closet on the side, and saw the witch in the shop standing among the crowd, seeming to be explaining something, occasionally in the deep blue Some handwriting and pictures were written with chalk on the stele.

There will be such characters everywhere. They have a wealth of knowledge, can answer some residents' common questions, and help others resolve some of the depression and hardships that are difficult to break free in life.

Such people have different representatives in various places, some are priests, some are scholars, some are Confucianists in the countryside, and in the northern border, there are witches.

The Mercury Dynasty is a very different country or era. At that time, witches had great influence, but the number of witches was always small, and witches became the bridge and intermediate existence between humans and witches. In ancient times, they were regarded as wise men, staff, doctors, guides, etc., assisting lords and generals in various places to complete various affairs.

Different from nobles who rely on blood inheritance, the inheritance of witches is similar to wizards and mages, relying on the learning of knowledge to become or be recognized. And slightly different from the mage who emphasizes the master-apprentice system, the witch inheritance model is more influenced by the witch.

They are not a single master-apprentice system, that is to say, they will not specifically recognize anyone as a teacher, or study under a certain student, but a inheritance model of group teaching, or popularly known as seniors and juniors Relationship.

In a small group of witches, experienced witches' seniors will jointly teach the younger 'juniors', and the 'juniors' will also learn different knowledge from each 'senior', or ask for advice.

At the same time, unlike the gradually commercialized master-apprentice system, this kind of inheritance also has a family-like relationship. Witches in the same group will continue to communicate with each other even after they get married and start a family. Difficulties will help each other.

Although the number of such small groups of witches is often only about a dozen or so, they are not considered powerful, but being small also has small advantages, that is, everyone in a small group will be more familiar and intimate, and will not be too cold and give up. who.

Lorraine Hill walked past the cafe, recalling in his mind the knowledge he learned from Trinasha, as well as the stories he occasionally heard from Chrissie and the others.

From this point of view, witches and witches are really similar. After all, in the distant past, witches were the followers of various witches. It is natural and not surprising to imitate the way of getting along with worshipers.

In the memory of Trinasha's inheritance, Lorraine Hill has vaguely seen a group of witches in black and blue clothes. Butterfly mark, these witches have followed Trinasha for hundreds of years, conquering the elven kingdoms, governing the country, they are powerful deputy, and there are many powerful existences of Sequence 8 among them.

However, with the disintegration of the Mercury Dynasty, the fall of the Kingdom of Oz, and the gradual retreat of many witches, the pattern of witches has gradually dissipated. Most of the witches who are still active today are concentrated in the northern border. Most of them use frost and Most of the power of the undead comes from the witches of the Raven with Bright Eyes.

Stepping through the streets in the early morning, Lorraine Hill quickened his pace a little, and came to the port office next to the pier, where various ships and goods arriving at the port are generally registered. If you want to inquire about sea ships coming from the south, naturally Also come here.

"Hi, what's the matter?"

The man at the counter was wearing glasses. He was wearing a white shirt and a short vest. He should be an official here. He looked at the girl in front of him curiously.

From the outline of the body, Lorraine Hill is impeccable, light and beautiful, especially the hands exposed between the wide cuffs, white and slender, against the black dress, it looks like an extremely delicate woman. The artwork, just placed not far from the table, firmly attracted the attention of the clerk.

"I want to check if there are any sea ships from the south recently. Well, it should be a sea ship from the south farther than the east." Lorraine Hill's voice came from under the hood immediately, Clear and moving.

"Let me think about it..." The clerk replied subconsciously, but his eyes still seemed reluctant to move away from the hand on the table.

Feeling the other party's gaze, Lorraine Hill unconsciously withdrew his hand, and carefully placed it slightly behind his back, which made the other party wake up from his obsession~IndoMTL.com~A ship from the south, or From further south than the East. "The clerk finally remembered the business, repeated it a little, and then slowly thought about how to respond.

"This kind of situation is relatively rare, I will look through the records." He said, bending down, took out a book from various thick books under the counter, and flipped through it.

Originally, he was actually not obliged to answer such a job. After all, if everyone came to ask, then he would not have to do other things for a day, and there were all kinds of people on the pier. I don't want to receive and get along.

It's just that it's the morning, it's more leisurely, not to mention, he is really happy to talk to such a girl, even if he can't see her face clearly.

But looking at her figure and voice, she must be a moving and beautiful existence.

As an ordinary port employee, Ai Lusen felt that his behavior was very normal and not abnormal.

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