She Is Not a Witch Chapter 107: Homecoming of Fire

Western Continent, ancient Fia grassland.

In the undulating wilderness, a group of warm-blooded horses galloped past the ground.

The horseshoe stepped across the grass to bring up clouds of mud and light yellow smoke. Nearly a thousand horses shook their strong muscles and the reflective smooth fur on the surface.

The horses raised by these orcs are vigorous and full of vitality, running across the wilderness on the ground, and not far behind them is a lush forest.

These trees have pale yellow leaves and white trunks. They make a rustling sound against the wind in the summer breeze. The leaves sway in the sun, reflecting bright and mottled brilliance.

Smelling the dry and gentle smell of grass, a figure wearing a felt hat is riding a horse. When he saw the pale yellow woods in the distance, his forward speed gradually slowed down.

The horse underneath is moving forward leisurely, and this figure is also looking at the strange and familiar scenery around in the warm wind.

After that, when he gradually walked to the yellow woods, he turned over and dismounted.

Take off the hood on his head, revealing a pair of crooked horns, the face under it is green with a little maturity, and the close-fitting leather armor reveals his beautiful figure.

She led the horse into the rushing and refreshing woods, and a tall wooden house not far away also appeared in her vision.

The road in the forest is very spacious, and the sides are relatively clean. You can see scattered wooden piles for resting. When she approached this colony, a crowing of chickens and cows also sparsely heard, bringing a breath of life to people.

When the woman approached the center of this colony, several aunts were sewing and knitting clothes under the shade of the trees, chatting about some things by the way.

"How has your child learned recently? My teacher said that the teacher taught a lot, and he almost can't remember." An old aunt who also has a curved horn said the recent little troubles.

"Hey, so is the kid in my family. Later I asked him to use the school-issued book to write down some of the things he didn't understand. Don't be reluctant to use it. Let his dad go to the market to buy it later."

"Isn't that book usually used to record the quotations of His Royal Highness Lorrain Hill? Would it be bad to write other things?" Another aunt asked hesitantly.

"This..."

"Don't worry about this. His Royal Highness will be happy to see such a scene." The woman walked closer. She was wearing brown leather armor on her upper body and several leather belts on her lower thighs. Slightly lean into the flesh to carry a few things, behind him is a hooded cloak of crimson red.

"Is this... Niya, you are back." The aunts looked at the young woman, a little surprised, and stood up one by one.

"I'm back." Niya looked at everyone she was familiar with, with a smile on her face, and then looked left and right, a little nostalgia appeared in her eyes.

"I'm back."

"Just come back, just come back...wait for the village to make you a delicious meal." The aunts were a little excited, and then a few nearby children also happily came over and flocked to her Around.

"Sister Niya is back, Sister Niya is back~" Cheerful cries ran across the village in the woods, and a burst of noise and joyful footsteps sounded in the village.

It was night, a bonfire rose in the open space in the village, and hundreds of people gathered around the bonfire to celebrate.

They grilled savory meat skewers, adorned with cumin and salt grains, shining oily, and the large wooden cups in their hands were filled with refreshing beer, and some played the sitron. , And some beat the beat, beat the snare drum, and sing.

The fire is blazing, laughter is endless, and there are clinking glasses everywhere.

Several brawny men with wine glasses stood up at the moment and shouted in the evening breeze.

"Come, let me give Niya a drink! Celebrate our clan for a great hero."

"Good~"

"Good!"

"Agree!"

"One cup is not enough, three cups."

"No, ten cups."

"Hahaha, I won't be drunk or return tonight."

In the hustle and bustle of the night, Niya was surrounded by a large group of people. These people were dressed in various leather jackets and short sleeves, with a strong body and a pair of curved horns on their heads.

"Thank you, thank you..." Niya looked at these enthusiastic comrades, feeling as if she was surrounded by flames. Although she is not very capable of drinking, these dark and familiar faces are so kind and warm in her heart.

"Haha, another drink."

Watching Niya drank the wine in the glass, everyone cheered enthusiastically, and then roared loudly.

Afterwards, Niya couldn't retreat and drank a few more cups, and the crowd dispersed under the persuasion of several aunts, allowing Niya to rest.

Looking at Niya, whose face was a little red, an aunt helped bring the sober soup, and then sat next to her.

"You kid, don't be broken by them." She helped Niya straighten her hair and looked at the face she looked at when she was young.

"Sure enough, it was the same as what I said at that time. It was a beautiful woman, but they didn't believe it at that time, hum."

"Hmm..." Niya's face turned red, and she responded with an embarrassed smile.

"Why did you come back suddenly today, haven't you been in the capital Soland before?" the aunt asked curiously.

"I was in the capital before, because at that time, Crancia needed someone to contact the grassland ministries, and my identity was very suitable, so I was always there to help."

"Now the situation has gradually stabilized, Solander also has a lot of mature hands and orcs. I don't need to reconcile it with the previous ones." Niya sat up a little, drank some soup, and gradually became sober. come over.

"What about now.....Don't say that you gave up your position, just to go home to shepherd the sheep and horses. In my opinion, it is only prestigious to work in Crancia." The aunt said her simple thoughts.

"The people of the Wranglers are everywhere, but when they reach the seventh rank, they are still friends of the sage, you are the only one. You are the pride of our family."

"Well, I know." Niya nodded. Compared to the past, she has matured a lot.

"In fact, when I came back this time, I also took the task of the country."

"In the future, the Gufia Grassland will be divided into six administrative regions, and various institutions will be established to assist in construction and management."

"I'm lucky. I was awarded the post of consul in one of the administrative districts, so I came back this time." She said a little embarrassingly, feeling that her age and experience were not enough to hold such an important position.

"Wow, this is a happy event, a happy event." The aunt's face was filled with a smile.

"Our shofar clan is quite promising~ IndoMTL.com~ has produced a big man." She said in her mouth, she wanted to stand up and tell the people around her.

"But..." Seeing this, Niya wanted to stop.

"It’s nothing. Niya, you have to be confident. It’s okay. It’s the first time. Everyone comes here for the first time. Even if one doesn’t work, there are so many people in the clan to help you. . Even if they are not smart, but three stinking sheep and one riding a horse, they can always make a way out."

"Just do it boldly."

Shortly afterwards, there was even greater cheers in the village surrounded by woods, and the eager figures threw Niyago high in the fire, and then fell again.

Such a repetition, the enthusiastic sound echoed in the wilderness and spread to the distance under the stars.

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