She Is Not a Witch Chapter 284: The mysterious witch in the dark alley

"According to the usual rules, there should be a group of ships arriving at the port tonight, and there may be the ship you need to find, Miss."

After reviewing the recent ship arrival records, the staff adjusted his glasses and spoke.

After the girl listened, she tilted her head, slightly puzzled, "Are you sure it's tonight?"

How did he know that there would be a ship arriving tonight in this era when radio was not popular and the transmission distance was limited.

"No accident, I have worked here for more than three years, and I still know it very well." Seeing Lorraine Hill talking to himself, Ai Lusen seemed to be ready to explain.

"The arrival time of ships from other surrounding areas is uncertain, but if they come from the south, they will basically arrive in batches of three days, which has something to do with the situation at sea." He took out a piece of paper and simply drew I drew the outline of the port and the coast, and then made a circle at the southeast corner.

"There are a group of ferocious sawtooth fish living in this sea area. Well, their fast swimming poses a great threat to ships." Allison described those sea fish with sharp serrations, including some A small number of individuals have become low-level monsters.

"But fortunately, if there is enough food, they will not attack passing ships."

"So, if you want to pass through this sea area, generally the ships from the south will gather at Yedeng Port. When the number of people is almost the same, they will pay some money together and hire a boat at the port that specializes in hauling miscellaneous fish and meat. Open the way ahead."

"After arriving in this sea area, keep throwing the offal prepared on that ship, and those sawtooth fish will surround and eat underwater, and will not attack the ships behind, so that they can pass through this sea area safely .”

"So, in order to wait and gather together for the sea ships going north, they often make batches in three days, which has almost become a customary habit."

"I see." After hearing this, Lorraine Hill understood the reason.

"What time is it at night?"

"What time? This is uncertain. If it is early, it will be 7 o'clock in the evening. If there is a minor situation, it may not arrive at the port until 1-2 o'clock in the middle of the night. Things at sea are uncertain."

Hearing this, the girl understood roughly, she nodded slightly, and thanked the staff member for his answer, but she hesitated for a moment before leaving, then took out a silver coin from her pocket and put it on the table superior.

"Thank you for your answer, I think I will ask you some questions later."

Seeing the silver coin on the table, the clerk was not in a hurry to accept it, but restrained himself from answering, "This is what I should do, miss."

After the girl turned and left, he picked up the silver coin, examined it carefully, and put it back in his pocket.

Is one silver coin much? It’s not too much. His monthly salary is about 16 silver coins. salary.

Jackdaw Port is located in the remote and cold northern region, and the residents in the surrounding areas are relatively poor. The business here can only be maintained, and the profits are not large, and it is difficult for them, the port staff, to make any money.

The only consolation is that the daily work is not too busy, and there are not many interests, and naturally there are fewer conflicts. There are not even gangs on the pier of this port.

It is important to know that some ports with well-developed commerce and trade are always full of fights secretly out of various needs, or simply want to get a share of the rich commerce and trade, and many chambers of commerce have to spend some money for them. Small gangs organized in those ports.

These people may not be able to accomplish anything, but they are still very good at destroying. When moving goods casually, bumping, losing, stealing, replacing, etc., the people of the chamber of commerce will have a headache.

After all, not every chamber of commerce cooperates with the large chambers of commerce such as Carites and Heris. They have extremely sufficient manpower, and there are branches and warehouses all over the place. compromise.

Packing up the silver coins, the employee returned to a leisurely state. There was no one in the morning, and the windows and positions of colleagues were far away. Everyone is used to fishing during this time period. Some of them will look through the latest popular Yes, and some copied certain books to earn some extra money.

It's just that Ai Lusen didn't do what his colleagues did. The hands he saw just now appeared in his mind, and he kept thinking about them carefully, and the pen in his hand quickly sketched on the paper, as if I want to reproduce the scene I just saw.

It's a pity that even if it is roughly drawn, it is always a little bit less charming.

Finally, with the passage of time, the picture in his mind began to distort and distort, and it was a little blurry and hard to determine. At this time, he had to stop writing and sighed.

"It would be great if I could take another look."

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After walking out of the port office, the girl continued to walk around the streets of this small town, looked at the local customs, and then ate at the restaurant before returning to the hotel to rest in the afternoon.

She is going to sleep early and go to the port at night.

Just like that, she hugged the pillow and fell asleep on the side of the bed again. Xia Li was not there at this time, and the room was quiet, only the fire in the fireplace was burning slightly, making some slight noises.

At night, Lorraine Hill, who had rested, went out directly after having dinner.

It was about 7 o'clock at this time, and the sky was completely dark,

Compared to the coldness of the day, the streets at night are much warmer. The orange lights of the windows on the street, the voices of people and the smell of cooking bring a lot of smoke and fire.

Lorraine Hill walked in the night wind, pulled up his hat, and walked lightly towards the pier.

However, when passing by a side alley, she stopped.

From the eyes of others, this is a dull and dark alley, and it seems that the inside is also a dead end, used to pile up sundries.

Now, a faint black mist shrouded this place, and its sense of existence has declined again. I am afraid that someone passing by will not see that there is an alley beside this street.

However, as a witch, or a high-level transcendent, Lorraine Hill still heard the voice of the conversation in the fog.

"Good evening, strange Miss Quail." The voice was slightly enchanting and lazy, and seemed to harbor malicious intentions.

"Good evening, senior." A slightly familiar voice to Lorraine Hill came from the mist, and the voice seemed a little nervous and worried.

"No, no, I'm not your senior." The voice contained rejection and slight mockery.

"I don't know if your elders have taught you that it is a great offense to casually pass on knowledge in other people's areas." Now, there is a hint of coldness in the enchanting voice, which makes people shiver .

"I...I've heard of it a little bit." The answering voice was a little trembling.

"Very well, then I don't need to bother to explain. You can leave here tonight, and you are not allowed to tell anyone else."

"Can you give me a few more days?" The one who answered was younger, a little afraid of the other party, but couldn't bear to give up.

"Oh, grace? It's a great respect for me to let you live, Miss Witch." There was a sarcasm in the voice of anger.

A witch? Hearing this word, Lorraine Hill suddenly remembered the voice he heard during the day, and it happened to be right now.

The young, answering voice should be the lady witch I met in front of the cafe during the day, and it seems that her name is Helen.

Isn't she popular with many locals? Why did she appear here? Thinking of this, Lorraine Hill finally decided to observe the situation carefully.

For this reason, her figure gradually blurred and became transparent, and then, temporarily transformed into a ghost form, she floated up lightly, her blue eyes pierced through the cover of the black mist, and looked at the real scene in it.

Two witches wearing different styles of clothing are confronting each other in the alley.

The one on the inside was wearing a blue-black witch robe, his face was covered by a wide witch hat, and he couldn't see clearly, and there was a black feather shawl around his shoulders.

And near the entrance of the alley, there is the Heron Witch who heard the voice during the day. She doesn't seem to be very old. Under the black robe on the outside is a brown tight-fitting dress, which is also matched with a short leather skirt. The legs are wrapped in black thick velvet stockings, which has a trendy look.

At this moment, the voice of the black-feathered witch was cold, and she slowly raised a hand from her side, holding a small black magic wand in it, like a musician's baton .

The wand swung down with the movement of the wrist, fixed in the air, and the tip of the wand pointed directly at Miss Heron who was standing there.

"Or, I should teach you for your elders. There are some things that cannot be easily surpassed."

As the voice fell, a cold breath emerged in the alley, and five distorted blue light spots emerged and circled beside her. They were evil spirits enslaved by the Necromancer Sequence, which could bite the enemy's soul. Destroy the existence of consciousness.

"Yes...I'm sorry, I was wrong, I'm very sorry." Miss Heron was frightened by the sudden appearance of the evil spirit, and she lowered her head in a flustered reply.

"Unfortunately, it's already too late, hmph." Seeing the young witch bowing her head in front of her, the one inside was very happy, but she still didn't stop.

The black magic wand swung down, and the evil spirits let out a silent cry, and then flew out, their trajectories erratically rushing towards Heron who was standing at the entrance of the alley.

"Damn it."

At this time, Helen didn't take any chances anymore. She kicked her feet and jumped back quickly to avoid the sudden attack of the evil spirit. Then the lady witch put her hand into her waist, and a small brass lamp The lantern was pulled off by him and held in the palm of his hand.

Like the sound of a bell, the old brass lantern burst into orange halo ripples, spreading around her side, stopping the vibration of the evil spirits attacking her side, and then began to emit transparent flames.

These attacking evil spirits roared and burned, and their figures gradually faded.

"Oh, it's the inheritance of 'Warm Oak'." Seeing this trick shown by Heron, the elderly witch seemed to be very familiar with it, and thought of certain things in the past.

"I didn't expect that there are still people in your lineage. I thought I had left the northern border long ago."

"Then I can't tolerate you now, descendant of the Oak Witch!" The tone of the voice became more and more serious as I got to the last few words, so that there was a kind of contempt and disgust of gnashing of teeth.

The witch holds a wand and draws rapidly in the air. The blue characters and patterns are quickly formed. The huge magic power begins to gather, and the blue light spots emerge and swim in the air, constantly flowing towards her side. Gradually turned into the embryonic form of spells.

The turbulent air current lifted the robe and the black feather shawl from time to time, and Lorraine Hill finally saw the face under the witch's hat at this moment.

At this moment, the originally black pupils had a faint blue brilliance, and one after another changing runes were formed in them. The faint blue color seemed to be able to leave the pupils and float and wander in the air.

'Eye of the Devourer·Strangle! '

Several blue patterned charms bloomed in the air, then shrank suddenly, absorbing all the surrounding magic power, and shot out like a streamer, crossing the agile trajectory, piercing the Heron Witch at the entrance of the alley .

Facing the enemy's spellcasting, the Heron witch also hurriedly prepared, untied a string of wooden cards hanging from her waist, threw them out like playing cards, and suspended them in the air.

These palm-sized wooden signs have long been engraved with lines and enchanted, and now they quickly form a brownish-yellow barrier in the air, in which the magic power flows, continuously strengthened and strengthened, like a yellow crystal wall.

It's a pity that these seemingly solid barriers were directly pierced and pierced by the swimming blue streamer, and Lorraine Hill could even hear the faint sound of breaking.

The faint blue streamer that penetrated the barrier, some of them passed by Heron, some of them scratched the skin, leaving long thin bloodshot and wounds, and some directly penetrated them, leaving Several blood holes.

In a short while, the huge pain crushed Heron's nerve perception, causing her to lose strength, and she knelt on the ground. The brass lantern she was holding in her hand also rolled to the side, making several metallic trembling and echoing sounds. , and then gradually returned to calm.

"Are you so weak? I thought you had some hidden means when you were so blunt before." The witch in black and blue robe showed a contemptuous smile, and then walked forward slowly.

"The Oak Witch has been dead for hundreds of years. You descendants don't hide and leave the northern border, but you still walk on the street swaggeringly. Is it understandable that you look down on us who follow Lady Gray Crow? witch."

Ms. Gray Crow, the Prophet of the Bright Eyes, is the honorific title for the Witch of the Bright Eyed Crow, Gjarad, and witches of their line often use the crow's black feather shawl as their logo. Has a great voice.

Recalling the information she had inquired in the past, Lorraine Hill began to search for information about the Oak Witch again, but there was something blank about this one. She didn't even know that there was such a witch in the past.

It stands to reason that even if there is disharmony among the witches, there shouldn't be such a huge conflict.

Even Tides and Si Ye were able to maintain a superficial peace now, sitting down to drink tea and chat.

However, if she doesn't come out at this time, Miss Heron will probably die here.

The black-feathered priestess below waved her magic wand again~IndoMTL.com~The quenched blue magic power began to gather on it, gradually condensing into a cold ice crystal stabbing sword, and her steps were getting closer and closer to Heron who was kneeling on the ground.

"Can I stop for a moment?"

When the ice crystal thorn sword was stabbing at Heron, a long sword that was as blue as smoke appeared in the void, holding it up, and then a mysterious girl appeared in the dark night.

The black hair swayed in the night wind, and the bright blue in the pupils was clear and pure. As the voice fell, the surrounding black mist dissipated, and the cold starlight shone into this hidden alley.

Even if she didn't make any extra movements, the black-feathered witch didn't dare to move, because one after another faint blue butterflies fluttered up from the long sword that was holding her, flying around her body. side surround.

So beautiful, yet so deadly, that a sting of chills is felt in the depths of the soul.

That is a butterfly capable of obliterating souls, the unique skill inherited from the former great witch of the Necromancy Sequence, the Butterfly of Time Trinasha.

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