She Is Not a Witch Chapter 99: Westerly White Horse
After the last opera performance, the response was very good. The theater's popularity suddenly became full, and many tricky old spectators also heard the wind and wanted to experience it.
It's a pity that Lorraine Hill didn't go there in the next few times. The performance of the show was mediocre, which disappointed these highly anticipated guests. For a while, the reputation of this theater was a little broken.
The theater owner was anxious, looking for the reason, and finally learned from Lan Lier that the hooded girl is a new student of Mrs. Felia. It is precisely because of her existence that the opera is The look and feel has been greatly improved and the effect of qualitative change has been achieved.
It's a pity that this mysterious girl never appeared again.
The theater owner promised Lan Lier that if the girl was invited to play again, he would give 8 extraordinary gold coins each time, which is about 80,000.
"I'm not so easy to be bought, she is my good friend." Lan Lier replied, waving her fingers, and then continued.
"So, I have to add money." She said righteously.
"Good!"
The boss continued to add 12 extraordinary gold coins to a show. You must know that a famous singer will be invited to hold a concert. It is only 100 gold coins. This is a very high price. Moreover, this is only a behind-the-scenes singing.
"Deal~"
In this way, Lan Lier suggested that Lorrain Hill go to the theater a few more times and adapt to a few more times, so that she will not be nervous when she officially appears on stage in the future.
Mrs. Felia also agrees. Although Lorrain Hill is shy and cute, she still hopes that she can stand on a larger stage to show herself.
As for Lorraine Hill himself, because this period of time has put the Chamber of Commerce on the right track, the handling of many things has also formed a mature response method, and the workload is much less than before.
So she also readily agreed. On the one hand, singing is really fun, and on the other hand, she is very curious about Emenas College and wants to go there later.
It is said that the head of the academy is a great witch, the witch of the book of seals, Si Ye.
On the other hand, under the leadership of Mei Lu, the Hullis Chamber of Commerce also began to learn from Lorraine Hill’s internal reforms, optimizing the structure and processes, adding some low-level welfare guarantees, and setting up awards to encourage the research and development of new products.
It's that Anemuyi and Nissos have not had a good business recently. The former was due to the sharp drop in the demand for jewelry and gems by the nobles during the war, and the latter was due to the collapse of word-of-mouth because of the poisonous alcohol incident.
The Tisifone family made a fortune from the war. Various weapons were produced overtime and sold to the constantly nervous Seven Kingdoms of Xuehua.
Under this situation, Anemeyi and Nissos had to move closer to the Tisiphone family. They were originally equal, but now they are gradually headed by Tisiphone.
According to the current chaos, this situation is estimated to continue for a long, long time.
The Nissos fleet, which was said to buy rare raw materials to make wine, has also returned. Compared with the past, the fleet is very low-key, and the cabins are also very heavy. When unloading the cargo on the dock, very few sharp-eyed people discovered that the wooden boxes were not filled with fruits and grains, but unknown items wrapped in thick oiled paper.
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A few days later, the news that the West Wind’s rebels had broken the Flash Knights was like a huge boulder plunged into the water, splashing huge waves.
For a while, Xuehua Seven was full of talks about this insurgent army, and thanks to this huge wave, one after another uprisings and independence in the west wind, the originally relatively stable area also undercurrents and conflicts Repeatedly, making the already unsustainable west wind worse.
The power of a blazing fire has been established. Communication in the mountains, the fields, and the kingdom is almost completely cut off. The domineering nobles in the past can only hide in their castles at this moment, anxiously holding on and waiting, waiting for them and they don’t know. Tomorrow.
The lightning knights shining with thunder have failed. Is there anything West Wind can rely on?
still has it, and the white horse of the west wind.
The founding king of the Westwind Kingdom, Roland, is the prince of the White Horse tribe.
The herdsmen on this grassland are very good at raising horses. When Roland uprised, he led these warriors on white horses to fight in the north and south and lay a piece of land.
If it hadn't been for the rapid rise of greenery, the Seven Kingdoms of Xuehua might have been unified long ago, and not now, Xifeng only exists as the leader.
After the west wind established the country, most of these warriors became the nobles of the kingdom, but some remained in the grassland. Roland allowed them to use the white horse flag to show their glory and bravery.
In addition, in the early years, the Thunder tribe guarding the Chaos Vortex did not have cavalry. Later, Ael married the daughter of the previous patriarch and became the new leader, known as the "Sword of Lightning", and Roland helped him train it. The original Sequence 3 Lightning Warhorse was then able to form the Flash Knights and make an alliance between Feng and Thunder.
Now the curtain of thunder is calling, only the white horse of the west wind is left.
In all difficulties, the West Wind royal family had to turn to the ancestor's side branch, the White Horse tribe on the grassland.
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"Father, I don't agree!" A young man in a leather robe stood up, looking excited.
"Why do they live in a magnificent palace, enjoy the glory, and desire for extravagance, but now we are facing a crisis of life and death, but we need our lives to protect them!"
"Sit down, Darren." A middle-aged man sitting on the top raised his hand, his voice thick and unquestionable.
The young man sat down unwillingly and listened to the patriarch to continue.
"The west wind comes from the same source as us. It was their ability to lay down these mountains and rivers back then. There is nothing to be jealous of."
"At that time, Roland, the king of the West Wind, allowed the White Horses to never pay taxes, and in order to strengthen ties, each generation would let us recommend a girl of school age to marry into the palace. Both parties have always been relatives by marriage."
"Every holiday festival, the Westwind Royal Family will have corresponding rewards and gifts to IndoMTL.com~ and even the enrollment quota of Emenas College, the Westwind Royal Family will take extra care of our family and give more points."
"If it weren't for this, Darren, you wouldn't even be able to enroll because of your qualifications."
"These, everyone can't deny it."
sat down with the leaders of the White Horse tribe, initially a little excited, but now they are silent, because this is indeed an irrefutable fact.
Patriarch Baima's eyes slowly swept over the people who were doing it, and continued.
"I know, everyone still feels unfair in their hearts."
"But it's not fair or unfair now."
"You wouldn’t be naive to think that after the westerly wind breaks, we will still be able to graze horses here safely."
"Whether it is the insurgents or other neighboring countries, in their eyes, we and the Westwind Royal Family are originally one."
"The West Wind enjoys the glory, we follow the light, and the West Wind commits sins, we will also be recorded."
"The entanglement in this can't be separated for a long time, so..." He paused a little, then continued.
"Even if we know that the bitter and poisonous wine is in front of us, we can only drink it in sorrow."
"Whether we win or lose, we must repay the grace of these centuries with blood and swords, in the name of not humiliating the white horse!"
"This is our destiny."
At this point, his tone slowly slowed down, and the people below also bowed their heads sadly and no longer resisted.
"Now, let's gather the warriors."
"Yes!"
The chiefs under the seat agreed in unison, and then got up and left the big tent.
The 旄 flag fluttered, the white horse galloped, and tens of thousands of warriors began to embark on the journey of decisive death.