Not a Witch

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Who would have thought that an accidental walk, an inadvertent invitation, and a unique singing created a miraculous dream scene.

The blooming fluorescent flowers and the fruits hanging on the branches seem to step into reality from a dream and come to the side, which makes people feel so unreal. They just want to touch and watch repeatedly to affirm their own cognition.

Fruits are rare for residents on the grasslands, because in this era, transportation and preservation are inconvenient, and fruits from the south are very expensive to transport to the grasslands, few people can afford them, and even quite a few people have never tasted this kind of fresh fruit. something sweet.

The oily and blandness of the past was washed away by the slightly sour and sweet pulp, and a different kind of beauty was perceived by people. The venue at night was full of cheers.

"Elanie!"

A strange call came, a strong man with a huge voice shouted so loudly.

"Elanie!"

The people next to me also started to shout, and they raised their hands high, looking excited.

"Elanie!"

"Elanie!"

"Elanie!"

More and more people joined in, they chanted this name, until finally the whole venue was immersed in this wave of cheers, and the resounding voice continued to echo in the dark field and spread to all directions.

Erani, the daughter of the flame, the maiden who healed Kedaron with her singing in ancient legends.

Wearing a crown of emerald green branches, wearing a white dress, and with bare feet, she walked out of the fire and healed Kedarun's arrow wound with singing, and then let him sleep and rest for three days to recover her strength. , defeated the king of the wolf head and took him under his command.This is the story recorded in and one of the origins of the Scarlet Diva.

The world-famous Cang Zhi Ji and Scarlet Diva have always been the highest honor given to divas.

Lorraine Hill opened his eyes, looking at the sea of ​​cheers and frenzy, feeling a little overwhelmed.

At first, she just wanted to radiate the magic power of nature for the performance effect, but for some reason, as her heart and emotions were immersed in the singing, the light spots formed by these natural magic power also formed butterflies, stimulating the surrounding Plants start to grow.

The nutrients that were lacking in the past were provided and promoted by the magic. When the girl reacted from the immersed singing, these young branches and seedlings had become a big tree with dense branches and leaves, bearing thick fruits.

Niya looked at the girl in the white dress sitting among the branches and leaves on the roof of the car, as if she knew this roommate for the first time.So this is the real Lorraine?So dreamy, yet beautiful, and far away.

The bard and other travelers beside the vehicle also looked at the blue-haired girl in shock, and wanted to ask what they wanted to say, but they couldn't find any words to describe it. All the adjectives they had learned in the past seemed to be overshadowed. Open your mouth.

Everyone in the audience cheered for Ailani's praise, and slowly rushed forward, but when they approached the carriage that the girl was sitting in, they unconsciously wanted to stop, those clear and clear eyes and appearance It is so beautiful that one cannot bear to desecrate this flawless pure existence.

"Everyone be quiet."

The great shaman, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke. He shook the copper bell on the wooden staff in his hand, making everyone gradually quiet down.

The crowded crowd parted to the two sides like a tide. The old shaman wearing a multicolored headdress walked in the middle, followed by several other shamans. They came from several large tribes and basically represented most of the forces on the grassland.

There are now more than 40 tribes on the Gufia Grassland, and only five tribes have a population of more than 200 million. They are wolf ears, lion manes, leopard ears, bull heads, and antlers.There are many branches under these large tribes. For example, the cave lion is one of the branches of the lion's mane, and the white wolf and black wolf are one of the branches of the wolf ears.

Today's great shaman is a branch of the Antler tribe, the Hanlu tribe.The bifurcated horns on the head were engraved with unknown symbols and words, and there were small bronze medals and jade stones hanging from them, making a tinkling sound when walking.

The great shaman walked to the front of the car and stopped slowly. At this time, Lorraine Hill felt that it was impolite to still sit on the roof of the car, so he also jumped off, then lightly tapped his toes on the grass, and then stood still easily .

"Hello, a guest I've never seen before, the newly born legendary diva." The old shaman praised, and his long, thick brown beard swayed accordingly.

"Hello, I took the liberty to interrupt the meeting." Lorraine Hill nodded slightly, with a bit of embarrassment on his face. Others had a good fire party, but he almost extinguished all the fire pillars in the venue.

"It's nothing, as long as the fire in the altar is not extinguished." The big shaman didn't care, and continued.

"And you bringing this party is a rare surprise for us in a century."

"It's been a long time since I heard such a beautiful ballad, maybe the Twilight Brigade back then couldn't reach this level."

The old shaman sighed slightly, and then invited: "Can you talk about it, not only me, but many people here must be yearning for the beautiful world you described with your singing."

"Me too, very interested."

"No problem, but I'm taking my friend with me."

Lorraine Hill nodded, then raised his white wrist like a bright moon and pointed at the ordinary girl sitting in the corner.

The big shaman looked at the slightly shorter ordinary girl, as if thinking of something, and then said: "Is that girl from the Shogun tribe your friend?"

"Yes, she is one of my best friends at any time." The girl replied softly, everything was so natural.

Niya looked at the layers of eyes around her, including envy, jealousy, eagerness, and all kinds of eyes. The restless heart in the past suddenly settled down, as if the falling stone finally touched the solid and soft The ground, so firm and reassuring.

Even if I am so small like a firefly, can I stand with that bright moon?

Can an ordinary existence like me be seen by the world?

It turns out that I am not a piece of grass on the side of the road, an existence to be forgotten at any time, even if I am so inconspicuous, I can be remembered and recognized by 'her'.

A hot current flows in the heart, warming the humble and weak heart.

Even if he can't get results in the Flame Conference this time, even if he can't graduate from Emenas, it doesn't seem to be a big deal.

The world is changeable and impermanent, just like the clouds in the sky, unfathomable, but in such a rough and uncertain life, she has found a partner who can walk with her.

A good friend is like a treasure, which is hard to come by.

At this moment, the girl with a shofar carrying a treasure stood up from the crowd, walked out slowly, and stood beside her friend to say hello to the big shaman.

"Master Unuk, I am Niya from the Sheep Horn Tribe."

The shorn girl with short brown hair lowered her head slightly, and then raised her head again. The face under the moonlight reminded the shaman of the night when the wildfire burned, that strong but weak face.

"Sure enough, it's still you."

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In the Wildfire Showdown last winter, a young girl from the Sheep Horns unexpectedly became a dark horse, entered the finals and won, which surprised many people.

On the grassland burned by the wildfire, the brown-haired girl fell on the dry grass, covered in blood, struggling constantly, and then the scattered flames gathered and exploded under her strong will, and finally devoured the opponent.

Afterwards, the great shaman treated the severely injured girl carefully, made her recover as much as possible and then returned to her hometown safely. Afterwards, she asked the messenger to instruct the surrounding tribes not to disturb this small living place.

The shaman at that time didn't think too much about these things when they did these things. Based on the idea of ​​taking care of as many orcs as possible, they did these things casually.

No one expected that this ordinary girl who was lucky by chance would bring a surprise surprise this time.

In the warm big tent, several shamans were sitting by the fire, and Lorraine and Niya were also arranged to sit on wooden chairs by the fire after entering.

"Where did Miss Lorraine come from? From the looks of it, you should be a human being." Old Sa stroked his beard and asked curiously.

It's no wonder these people are curious. Generally speaking, most of the natural sequences come from the Green Empire, because they inherited the inheritance of the forest elves, while the natural factions in Xuehuaqi are very rare.

"I'm from Clancia, near the border of the Tisilan Mountains." It's not easy for Lorraine Hill to hide this, and he introduced it to his roommate before, but fortunately, the Tisilan Mountains are now more famous except for the rabbits. , Outsiders don't know that the sage also came from this.

"Is it the Tisilan Mountains?" In the warm firelight, the shaman fell into thought for a while.

Now the Rabbit Ear Clan in the Tixilan Mountains is very famous, and the extraordinary fruits and food it produces are famous far and wide. Even many tribes on the grassland are very envious of these distant relatives.

"Have you seen the Rabbit Ears over there?" the old shaman continued to ask.

"Yes." Lorraine nodded. This is quite familiar. After all, she taught many knowledge and skills of the Rabbit Ears, and she went to various cities to inspect before going to school.

The old shaman then asked: "Then can you tell me what their life looks like now?"

This... Hearing this, Lorraine felt a little bit troubled, realistically speaking? The Rabbit Ears are much better off than you, and I taught them.I always feel a bit self-promotional.

It's really unnecessary to lie if you don't speak according to reality, and she doesn't like lying very much.

Let’s be more tactful. Thinking of this, Lorraine Hill slowly opened his mouth: “The Rabbit Ears are now developing fields in the mountains, learning characters and knowledge, and they can be seen in many cities in Crancia.”

"Then won't they be discriminated against and bullied by humans?" A wolf-eared shaman sitting next to him asked eagerly.