She Is Not a Witch Chapter 105: Free as the wind

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Gufia grassland, the fire gathering festival, a tent somewhere in the center.

In the tall tent, the warm red flames were burning quietly. The green-haired girl sat on a wooden chair. Because the wooden chair made of an orc figure, it was so tall that her feet could not even fall directly on the ground. , But there is a distance of one or two inches from the ground.

Lorland Hill shook her legs gently, and her slender calves appeared between the hemlines of the white gauze skirt. She leaned on the wooden chair and looked at a thick book in her arms. Old, the copper corners are polished, and the paper in it is also very thick, showing a yellow color like fallen leaves.

This book tells the process of the establishment of the empire of the madfang, the kingdom of the once orcs.

Since the beginning of the First Age, the elves have emerged from the world tree. After defeating the giant king's court, the giants did not immediately become extinct, and the remaining few migrated to the south and west.

Because of the drastic reduction in the number of these giants, they are unable to resist the silver elves' iron knights. The southern part supports the local orcs, and the western part supports the local ogres.

The same is true. Orcs’ beliefs are greatly influenced by giants, and they worship the sun and flames. It's a pity that this part of the giants did not multiply because of the continuous hunting of the silver elves, coupled with the initial weakness of the orcs, the giant clan is gradually extinct.

The King of Fangs, Kedalen, subdued all the tribes and established the empire of Crazy Fangs, it was hundreds of years later. Then there is the story of mankind building the true red empire and then its destruction.

Looking at the legends and stories in the book with relish, Lorrain Hill turned over the heavy pages, then took a sip from the teacup on the small table.

The Fire Picking Festival is coming to an end today. After the last show of [Scarlet Clover], she has been teaching these orcs how to cultivate them a few days ago. Fortunately, this kind of forage planting technique is extremely simple, and there is basically no need to worry about it, and many shamans soon learned it.

After finishing the teaching, Lorrain Hill didn't ask for any reward. He just wanted to read some ancient books collected by the orcs and learn about the ancient era in the past.

That was the age of giants and dragons in the age when humans have not yet shaken off their ignorance.

Although most of the orcs have never experienced it, they have inherited a lot of knowledge from giants and found some clues. The giants were once very powerful. According to the ancient myth, it seems that the king of giants has reached the height of gods. That is, the level of Sequence 10.

Unfortunately, as an opponent of giants, the dragons also have a sequence of 10. The super-grand canyon in Emenas is said to be caused by Bahamut's attack.

The Giant and Long Mingming are both powerful beings of one side, but for some unknown reason, the two sides fought a fierce and undead war. The leaders of the two sides tore the sky and cut the ground, and separated the continents that were originally gathered together into two parts, the east and the west.

The scattered parts of it have become islands, such as the southern archipelago.

These sequence 10s, which are like gods, are said to have died together and dissipated in this world. The races of both sides have suffered heavy losses because of this. Otherwise, with the strength of the elves, they will not be able to defeat the giants that once ruled the world.

In addition, because giants worship the sun, the king of giants should be the incarnation of the sun, but in fact, the early ancient classics did not refer to the king of giants by the sun, but the followers and patrons of the sun. call.

After the era after the death of the giant, the myth gradually became the king of giants is the sun.

Alani, did it really exist? The experience is also quite wonderful.

At this moment, the quiet tent door curtain was lifted, and Niya walked in slightly happily.

"Lorland, the last day of the party has begun~"

After solving the food problem on the grassland, the croissant girl has become a lot more cheerful, wearing a white top and a gray short skirt with cashmere on her lower body. The style is also cute, not as depressing and simple as before.

Niya walked briskly behind Luolan and hugged the girl who was still reading, her little hand couldn't help touching the end of the blue hair.

Lorland Hill gently shook his head, letting her hair end escape from the clutches of this roommate, and then turned around angrily. Recently, Niya has become more and more bold, and she wants to come up and touch her if she has nothing to do hair.

"I won't go to the party." Thinking back to these days, the frenzied eyes of the orcs looked at her, which made the young girl a little scared. I was afraid that I would be surrounded by everyone when I went out tonight. I couldn't leave easily. Take off.

"No way, Master Shaman specifically asked me to ask you to be there." Niya shook her head and said firmly.

"I promised Lord Shaman, I must free you from the absolute seal of the tent."

"What, I'm talking like a sealed dragon." Lorrainhill grinned.

"Because Lorland has been hiding in the tent these days, and refused to see people, the line of people asking for a meeting outside is so long."

Niya raised her hand, gestured in front of her, and then said happily.

"Toloran's blessing, this year everyone is a lot more friendly, and there are no dead people at the Flame Conference."

"Will a lot of people die in the past games?"

"Yes, everyone is proud of killing opponents." Recalling last year's wildfire duel, Niya's voice became a little low when the opponent fell in the flames.

She recovered after a while.

"Lorland, changed a lot of things..." Niya leaned her head behind Lorrain Hill, looked at the burning fire, and muttered as she recalled her childhood experiences and experiences. Said.

Since I was young, I have to fight with my peers. If you win, you will eat, and if you lose, you will be hungry. No one has ever told her the importance of knowledge and culture, and has never seen a way of life other than grazing and fighting. Life seems to be so monotonous and cruel, only occasional warmth among the same race.

The emerald grassland is not a gentle harbor~IndoMTL.com~ but a battlefield full of fighting. The adults yelled at each other, raised their scimitars, and told their own truths. No one paid attention to the ancient poems, and no one looked up at the beautiful starry sky.

Anxiety called food locks everyone in the bits and pieces of life. You must not relax at all times and be exhausted.

Occasionally I am full today, and tomorrow I have to worry about where the next meal will be.

Like a wild beast trapped in a cage, its destiny cage has long been destined, and it can only continue to chase its own tails and eat each other.

Fortunately, a passing girl finally opened the **** rusty cage with her hands and released the beast trapped in it, allowing it to run under the stars.

The grassy wilderness has finally returned to its original beauty.

Free as the wind, bold and unrestrained as the flame.

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