Not a Witch

"Loran, look, there are also patterns on the forehead of the stone statue." Niya greeted from the side.

Lorraine Hill walked over and looked at the surface of the weathered stone statue. The original delicate lines had been peeled off and weathered, and it was dilapidated. She gently brushed the dust on it with her hand, sensing the lines in it.

The burning sun seems to be surrounded by a pair of wings. If you look closely, you can feel that the wings are like the sun's rays, and each feather is a ray of light.

For some reason, even though she had never seen this pattern before, a feeling of nostalgia rose in her heart and lingered gently.

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Chapter 93 Niya's Little Wish

The last harvest of the underground party, besides the devil pig, was the ancient dragon skeleton.It was estimated to be between Sequence 7-8 during his lifetime, but it is a pity that after countless years and time of decay, there is very little remaining magic power.

Most of the magic power was absorbed by the demon pig before, and the bones left behind are still relatively hard. Even after so many years of weathering, they still have gold-level strength.

Lorraine Hill put the skeleton into the ring, and then returned to the cave above with Niya, and then went out to call Layton, and asked the nearby Lionmane clan to drag the demon pig's body out.

The Cave Lion tribe that Layton belongs to is a branch of the Lionmane tribe. Although there are not many people, their combat power is at the forefront among the orcs, and their bodies are also extremely strong. Even if they don't practice the Transcendent Sequence, ordinary adults still have the combat power of a Sequence 1 , After proficiency in combat skills, with good armor and weapons, it is not a problem to tie some ordinary Sequence 2.

It's a pity that the grassland where the orcs live lacks iron ore, and their alchemy skills are also very low, and most of them still have to be imported from the human country.However, human countries have restrictions on the export of steel products to the grasslands and extremely high tariffs to prevent the orcs from having too many weapons.

Therefore, most of the orcs on the grassland still use armor made of leather armor and the shells of some extraordinary monsters.Although the style is a bit wild, in the hands of some skilled orc craftsmen, these armors not only have good protection effect, but also have a special style.

It is a rough, primitive and unrestrained beauty.

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After dragging out the corpse of the demon pig, many people from the cave lion tribe came to watch.The huge pig's head was sixteen or seven meters high, and it was pulled by a trailer, surrounded by a large group of orcs following it.

From ancient times to the present, orcs have a tradition of using their prey to show their power. Hearing that this demon pig was hunted down by two young girls, many Lionmane clans looked at Lorraine and Niya with admiration.

Of course, there are also many people who don't believe it. After all, these two girls have thin arms and legs, which really do not conform to the aesthetic philosophy of orcs.They always think that a real man is a man with big arms and round waists.

Lorraine and Niya just didn't care about these skeptical looks, they were both still students, and they didn't need to seek fame.

After returning, the team was warmly welcomed by the cave lion tribe. Even the powerful cave lion tribe could not say that the food was completely sufficient. Naturally, everyone would like to eat more meat.

After discussing with the old shaman for a while, Lorraine asked the cave lion tribe to pickle half of the pork and prepare to transport it back to Niya's tribe, leaving the other half and the pig's head to the cave lion tribe.

The shaman of the cave lion tribe is very grateful for this result, which is almost a blessing in disguise.Only a part of salt and labor is needed to obtain such a large amount of high-quality food. If it is well marinated, the tribe will be able to spend the winter well this winter, so that there will be no shortage of food, and even a part of the meat can be smoked for the next year.

Let the two girls rest for two days, and the whole family of the cave lion tribe will dispatch to help divide and pickle the huge demon pig carcass.

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In the large tent, two young girls gathered around the fire.

The warm firelight illuminated the slightly dim interior, and Lorraine leaned on the soft leopard-skin sofa cushion, slowly flipping through the ancient books collected by the orcs with his hands.

These dark yellow ancient books are made of a very thick paper. The case of the book seems to be the bone plate of some kind of monster. It is dry and light, and it will make a hollow sound after being bumped.The book describes some major events and the flow of ceremonies during the Mad Fang Empire, which were written by the shaman at that time.

Niya sat on the wooden chair, closed her eyes, and felt the extraordinary core and magic power in her consciousness. Because the magic power was gradually overflowing, she would also advance to Sequence 4.

After a long time, she opened her eyes, and the brilliance in her pupils slowly dissipated. After shaking her head slightly, she turned her gaze to Lorraine who was aside.

Lorraine has become a little lazy in the past two days, often leaning on the sofa to read, and seldom going out for activities.In the past, she always thought that Lorraine was a particularly hard-working genius, a nearly perfect girl.

But now she also discovered that Lorraine actually occasionally gets lazy, but there are too many bright spots on her body, and everyone usually ignores them unconsciously.

"Lorraine." Niya said suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Lorraine Hill put down the book and rubbed his eyes, making one wonder whether he was reading or dozing off just now.

"Lorraine, which sequence and career do you think I should practice?" Niya said the confusion she had been having recently.

"Well, each extraordinary job agency has its own characteristics and strengths. It is difficult for others to judge which one is good and which one is not."

"It depends on what you want to do, and the surrounding environment."

"For example, if you go to sea to be the crew and captain, naturally the sea sequence or the sequence related to water is the best."

"If you want to be a doctor, you will naturally choose one of nature, angels, and demons."

"If you go to alchemy and make extraordinary creations, it must be the best magic sequence."

After saying this, Lorraine asked: "What does Nya want to do in the future, or what kind of existence will she become?"

Niya hesitated for a moment, then spoke.

"Actually, at first I didn't expect that I could get the qualification of Emenas."

"When I was a child, I really liked the animals raised at home, such as puppies, ponies, and lambs."

"But the Gufia Grassland is very cold in winter, and many animals cannot survive the winter. We can only kill some of them for food to survive the winter."

"At that time, I thought it would be good if the sun came out every day, and the weather would be very warm. Later, I also practiced supernatural jobs related to flames because of this."

After finishing speaking, Niya held the cup in her hand and took a small sip of the salt milk tea. The warm and salty taste flowed into her throat, and a comfortable feeling fell into her stomach.

"However, now that I am growing up slowly, I know and understand many things."

"Even if the weather is always sunny in winter, the nights will still be very cold. Even if the seasons are like spring, there is still not enough food on the grasslands, and people and animals will still starve to death."

"And I can't change anything." She put down the cup and looked at the quietly burning fire.

"Everyone's life is not very good, fighting for that bit of pasture and grass all day long."

"When I was in school, I talked with other orc students. Everyone's situation is similar. Sometimes I really envy humans, especially those students who live on the southern islands. The climate is warm and the food is plentiful."

"Niya, do you want to change the status quo?" Lorraine Hill put down the book and looked at the usually taciturn girl in front of her.

"I have thought about it, but I'm not smart, and I can't think of any particularly good ideas." Niya crossed her arms on the table next to the fire, then put her chin on her arms, and looked at the old texture.

"After entering the school, I realized more and more that I'm ordinary. I'm not as confident as Aliena, nor as good as Letice's family, and I'm not as powerful as you, Lorraine."

"Perhaps it will end at the third grade at most, and then return to the tribe where I belong, and spend my life ordinary."

"Actually, sometimes, I don't want to be a cog, and I also want to be a unique existence."

“When I was young, I thought I had unlimited possibilities, but with the growth of experience and knowledge, I found that this is not the case. The choices I can make are limited. No matter how hard I try, I can’t go beyond this framework.”

Speaking of this, Niya lay her head on her side, looked at the fire on the side of the table, then stretched out her left hand, watching the flames dance slowly and change shapes, some were like puppies, some were like pigs, some were like sun flower.

"Even though my strength has become very strong, due to the small number of people in the clan, after a hundred years, it is estimated that I will shrink back to the way it used to be. Maybe some disasters will be brought about because of my existence." The fire reflected in her pupils, among which The light is a little confused.

"One day, we will bid farewell to the fairy tales of our childhood."

"One day, we will meet our dreams." Lorraine Hill put down the book, stood up, and looked at Niya.

"Does Niya really want to change the status quo? Do you have the awareness?"

"The process will be very painful. Many people will not understand you, curse you, and even bleed and conflict. Many people will die."

"Even so, are you going to do it?"

Niya looked at Lorraine who was getting serious, and suddenly felt a little confused.

Do you really want to do this?Or is it just for self-satisfaction and to make people around you praise yourself.Chaotic thoughts began to reverberate in my mind again,

If I really take over the management of the tribe in the future, where should I guide it.Do you really have the confidence to do well, or is it better to give up the position to other talented people?

There was a lot of confusion, vacillating, Niya looked at the crimson flames, slowly immersed in her mind, and finally fell asleep on the table slowly.

Chapter 94 Music and Poetry

At night, a huge bonfire was ignited, and the orcs of the cave lion tribe gathered around the fire to celebrate the defeat of the evil pig that caused trouble everywhere, and they also had food for the winter.

The dead leaves and firewood were piled up to form a small mountain cone, and the flames burned extremely vigorously in the autumn wind. Some orcs danced around the fire and beat their leather drums.The rhythmic drums and the distant ballad brought everyone's thoughts into the distant legend.

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The heroic voices of the orcs echoed in the wilderness. Under the dark sky, around this grand bonfire, with the beating of drums, everyone sang ancient poems together from time to time.

This is a poem about the legendary life of Kedaron, the founder of the Madfang Empire. The orcs did not deliberately name this poem or story, but human scholars gave it an elegant name.

Lorraine Hill sat on a stake by the bonfire, watching the orcs singing and dancing in the arena, singing in unison, and even Niya beside him would sing a few words in chorus.

The melody of the ballad is not complicated, and the simple notes turn back and forth repeatedly, but after these lion-maned orcs sing it, it has a strange charm.A feeling of exoticism in the wilderness appeared in front of Lorraine Hill.

The crimson flames reflected on her pretty face, and the long white skirt covered her knees. She was a little hot from the flames in the distance. Lorraine Hill opened her mouth and tried to follow the beat, singing and learning this ancient ballad in a low voice.

Everyone sang this ballad with a simple melody over and over again. After a long time, they slowly stopped.

After turning it over several times, the meat beside the fire was almost roasted. Several orcs took it down, put it on a plate, and distributed it to everyone.Two of them were specially brought to Lorraine and Niya.

"Thank you."

The browned and delicate barbecue is sprinkled with salt grains and purple tail grass seeds. Purple tail grass seeds are a kind of spice commonly used by local orcs. To dispel the fishy smell and make the barbecue taste better.

Lorraine did not eat meat with milk wine like other orcs, but took out a glass of water and ate it with chopsticks.

Due to the huge size of the demon pig, it was a rare time for the celebration tonight to open up to eat meat. Many orcs had smiles on their faces, and some children were also chasing happily among the crowd, and were stopped by the elders from time to time.Some orcs smiled and took the barbecue on their plates and gave them to these guys to let them eat more.

After dinner, some orcs began to compete with bare hands beside the fire, these tribes on the grassland.There are not many entertainment activities, except eating and dancing at the banquet, that is, wrestling with each other.

Many onlookers cheered for their partners in the arena, and some formed a small circle to learn to sing or tell stories.

"...So Kedarun made the other tribes submit one by one, held high the banner of fangs, and became the king of all the orcs."

Lorraine, Niya and a dozen orcs sat around the old shaman, listening to him tell the ancient past and legends.

The founder of the Madfang Empire, Kedaren, called himself the Son of Fire, obtained the legacy of the giant court from the sea of ​​fire, unified the scattered orc tribes, and established a country to fight against the expansion of the elf kingdom in the wilderness and plains.Allies with the ogre kingdom at the time.

In the first era, the True Red Empire was established, and humans rose for the first time to fight against the Orc Empire.Unfortunately, hundreds of years later, the True Red Empire was destroyed by the orcs.But not all the knowledgeable and capable superhumans cultivated by the True Red Empire died out. They were scattered everywhere, some hid in the Mountains of Sighs, some crossed the sea eastward, and some went southward.

A small group of people thought hard about ways to defeat the enemy, and finally discovered the extraordinary power of the Necromancer Sequence.With corpses and dead souls as the core, it drives skeletons and ghosts.These undead, who are not afraid of death, have a great advantage in fighting against flesh and blood.In just a few decades, the sequence of undead has continued to expand among human beings, and legions of skeletons, like the ocean, spread across the land, extinguishing the flames of life, killing and conquering those mortal enemies in the past.

In this way, the wisteria and crescent banners were planted all over the land. Finally, the remnants of the orcs were driven to the Gufia grassland, the ogres and silver elves were destroyed, the ice elves traveled overseas, and the forest elves lived in seclusion in the forest. Second era.

After the old shaman finished telling the story of Kedaren, several other orcs also told various legends one by one, some about heroes, some about poignant love stories.With their faces facing the firelight, they sometimes gestured to the scenes in the story, and sometimes learned those famous quotes and words that are popular and popular.

"Miss Luo Lan, do you remember any stories or poems? You can also tell everyone. We are all things that have been passed down on the grassland, and there is actually nothing new about each other." The old shaman looked at this man who was listening engrossed. The young girl asked with a smile, and there was a hint of kindness in her old voice.

"Me..." Lorraine Hill hesitated for a moment. Too long stories are definitely not suitable for this class, and short stories, most of which she knows are fairy tales, these orcs are probably not interested.

Let's sing a simple song. Thinking of this, Lorraine stood up, first went back to the tent where she lived, and then took out a xylophone from the ring. This was what she used in school practice, but she didn't expect it to come in handy at this time .