She Is Not a Witch Chapter 136: The frost is gradually rising

The latest website: After drinking the porridge, Lorrain Hill has recovered a lot.

She didn't go to Beines right away, but brought a chair, sat under the eaves of the courtyard, and closed her eyes for a short nap.

Although she has woken up, she will still be a little sleepy, just like after waking up, as if she would be sleepy no matter what the day she sleeps.

Recalling the distant past that she had seen in her dreams, she now has a general guess about her own life experience, but still lacks a lot of clues. Make up the puzzle.

For factions at the end of the twilight era, the plan of the "Primary Heart" should not have been completely successful, otherwise it would not be defeated by the ‘Mechanical Council’. But their efforts are not without results.

According to the records left by the'Tree of Life' sect at the time, the'Mechanical Council' seems to have noticed its own shortcomings, and then absorbed the research of the'Primary Heart', and began to deduce its own path to **** creation .

I and the other 3 original soul bodies may have been taken away by the ‘Mechanical Council’ and added to their plan.

According to the record displayed at the end of the system, the ‘Mechanical Council’ should have succeeded in creating gods many years later, but many changes have taken place, resulting in the fall of the gods and the situation today.

Judging from my first use of the power of miracles at that time, the system calls myself the third kingship, which means that there are two in front, so the throne of God built back then is not only one, but multiple .

That's the end of the information that can be known so far. Take a few days off and wait for Benes to stabilize the situation in the church before looking for the storage she wants to unearth in the past.

While thinking like this, Lorrain Hill leaned on the back of his chair and fell asleep slowly.

The wind from the courtyard passed through the leaves and made a slight noise. The young girl's hair floated slightly and then fell, scattered between the white neck, as her chest rises and falls slightly, her eyebrows are also slowly stretched, as if Enter the peaceful dreamland.

The nun guarding the door looked at the sleeping girl in the courtyard. She felt a bit pitiful and cute. She smiled and shook her head slightly, then looked up at the blue and clear sky.

The church seems to be peaceful and peaceful recently.

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Mozwa, the capital of the clock tower

At the top of the tall clock tower, in the spacious and bright hall, twelve mages sit at the central round table, as if each represents a scale of the clock.

"Presumably you have also received news some time ago, our plan on the Sacred Mountain of Karen Riel has failed."

"The candidate for the next pope of the church is almost defaulted to be Beines, unless Charente suddenly jumps out of the competition, but in fact he has not asked foreign affairs for many years."

"This is a huge failure for us. Not only did we lose a precious treasure, but also caused the sanctuary to fall to Crancia."

A mage wearing a black robe stood in the direction of 12 o'clock and told everyone present, the scene was a little dull.

"Is there a way to save it?" asked the next wizard with a silver chain on his chest.

"No, the Holy Spear Knights' joint adjudication division martial law sacred mountain. At this time, if you want to make any action, it is too easy to be caught."

"Well, it seems that Sanctuary can't be counted on."

"How is the situation on Black Rock?"

"Now they are clearing out the remnants of the "Bow Hunting Faction" within the party. They have been doing this since they defeated the Allied Forces of the Bow Hunting Faction at the beginning of the year."

"Why did it take so long?"

"It is said that the "Bow Hunting Faction" has changed its leader, and now they have become cunning. They do not fight head-on with the Pike Faction, but various harassment and surprise attacks, making the Pike Faction very passive."

"It's really disappointing, haven't their musketeers been trained yet?"

"The training is over, but they don't seem to want to throw their elite musketeers into the complex mountains, because this is a waste."

"Hey, it won't be a climate. This group of mercenaries still think about the previous one, in order to preserve their own strength and property first. There is no grandeur and big pattern." Several mage representatives shook their heads and expressed their dissatisfaction.

"Set a time limit for them. Within two months, we must end the domestic war, and then cooperate with our battle against Crancia at the end of the year."

"The only good news now is that on the green side, we can finally be sure that there will be no major moves in the last two years. In this way, we can also mobilize a large number of elites to go north and participate in combat."

"Can this be certain? In case the Grand Duke Baska of the Verdant Empire oversteps the imperial emperor's orders and suddenly acts without authorization..."

"No. The physical condition of the two emperors is not very good now, and they are also a critical period of transition of power. They are very sensitive. Such behavior will definitely leave a huge gap in the heart of the crown prince even if the emperor does not have an attack on the spot. ."

"This gap will continue to ferment during the time they rule in the future to target the Baska family."

"The Baska family who wants to conquer our Xuehua Seven Kingdoms is just the Baska family. There is absolutely no such strength. Today's Patriarch will not be so reckless and embark on this extremely dangerous path."

"In addition, although he is not old yet, he is no longer young. He won't take such a risk and go slanting with the sword."

Several representatives of wizards who planted their eyes in the Verdant Empire talked about their recent views, and gradually relieved the rest of the people in the field.

"If this is the case, then we can't waste such a good opportunity. Let's start mobilizing step by step from this month."

"Logistics equipment, food, necessary armor, weapons, transport ships, combat airships, mass-produced golems, all must be prepared."

"I agree."

"Agree."

"It is at this time."

A mage sitting under the back of a high chair raised his arm and voted, and finally passed the decision with full agreement.

Three days later~IndoMTL.com~A homing pigeon, a messenger carrying a variety of commands and instructions, just like the blood flowing from the beating heart, spread out from this city in all directions.

Various factories and workshops began to work overtime, machinery roared, and the smoke swelled. Soldiers in the same uniform began to train in the wilderness.

"Prepare, let go!"

Bang——

The new-style steel weapon was held in the palm of the hand, and as the smoke rose, a short blazing fire emerged from the dark Far East, smashing the huge boulder in front of it into a piece of broken stone fragments.

More troops without muskets, under the command of the commander, pulled out the saber from their waist, holding the metal round shield, and struggling to slash the wooden stakes in front of them, cutting smooth incisions. .

In other experimental sites, a new steel golem pulled down the veil and began to debug and test one by one.

The frosty rose has seven petals, and the seven petals are in one. Now they have to fulfill their promises and ideals.