Not a Witch

It seems that the news about this group of orcs is a bit outdated, Luo Lan thought, but after all, it has only been a year since the change, and the Gufia Grassland also lacks channels for external communication, so I can understand it.

"Not really, they are working very hard now." Thinking of the group of hardworking rabbits, Lorraine nodded with some relief. They were all good children he had taught.

"They opened up fields in the mountains. What is the effect? ​​As far as I know, the Tisiran Mountains are a branch of the Sighing Mountains, and there are many monsters among them." The old shaman was silent for a while before asking.The mood is also slightly complicated, as if the distant and poor relatives who I looked down upon before suddenly became lucky and prosperous. Even though I knew it had nothing to do with me, I still couldn't let go of it.

"The monsters in the Tisilan Mountains get along very well with them."

Of course, it’s okay to be full every day. Lorraine Hill recalled the scene he saw before leaving. Several Sequence 3 O Xilan Golden Tigers were lying on the ground with round bellies like balls. Sun on the ground.So the green-haired girl nodded solemnly, thinking that she would have to find some work for these big cats in the future, so that she would sleep after eating every day.

"Is that so..."

After listening to the description of the blue-haired girl, for some reason, the shaman present felt a little sour, and the relationship was not good on his own side. The Rabbit-Ear Clan was at home in Clancia, and the Wing Clan was in the Falcon Kingdom. Half master, don't have to suffer all kinds of grievances.

The flame burned quietly, and the dry wood in autumn gave off a faint green smoke, which then scattered out along the round hole on the top of the tent.

"After Miss Lorraine came to our grassland, do you have any thoughts or thoughts?" The old shaman looked at the student of Emenas and asked.In fact, he also wants to know how the outside world views them, orcs, or in other words, he is also very interested in the views of this girl who described the forest fairyland.

Is it really going astray to repeat the tradition of thousands of years in the past, and is there any other way out?

"This..." After all, she is an outsider, and it is not good for a girl to directly say what is wrong with others.

"I think it's better for everyone to snatch the few fruits." She paused for a while before continuing.

"It's better to work together to grow the fruit bigger, so that more people can eat it."

"Miss Lorraine has a good idea, but it's a pity that the grassland is barren and can only grow so few fruits." The bull-headed shaman next to him sighed and shook his head. Their family also considered farming, but the effect was dismal.

"Miss Lorraine must have a good family background." The shaman of the wolf-ear tribe was a little disdainful. Although the students of Emenas are rare, they are not uncommon, and there are many in their tribe.This lady diva was probably born in a rich family, and her views were like 'why not eat minced meat'. If they had enough food, would it be so difficult, fighting among themselves every day?

Although the other shamans didn't speak, they probably had the same thoughts in their hearts. You haven't experienced our sufferings, so how can you understand our difficulties?Sure enough, the existence of the singer can only bring people a beautiful fantasy dream, and cannot solve practical problems.

"My family background is average." In the previous life, it was true.

"Although I haven't experienced that kind of life without enough food, I have heard a lot about it."

The bitter experience of the famine years, the older generation can be said to be obsessed with it, and it is often taught, so that when she was a child in her previous life, she absolutely did not allow leftovers, and she had to finish it every time, otherwise she would be scolded.

"It's not that I don't know the difficulties everyone has encountered." The green-haired girl said slowly, then raised her head.

"What if I can come up with a solution to your problems."

The crimson flames were crackling and burning, and the warm fire was reflected in the girl's eyes. Her eyes were scorching, and the gentleness and confidence made everyone present recall the appellation when people cheered not long ago. The "Poetry of Fire" ancient legend.

Elani, a girl who was born from flames and healed with singing.

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On the open field, the wind blows gently, and the emerald green pasture slowly undulates like waves, spreading like ripples towards the sky, and little white grass flakes dance in the air with the wind.

Wearing an oriental long-sleeved and skirt, Lorraine Hill stood on the hill, her blue hair fluttering in the air, and behind her were a dozen orcs with different appearances, and Niya was also standing among them.

That night, the girl showed the brand-new species she developed and improved, demonstrating its excellent properties and nutrition.But there are still some shamans who don't believe it. After all, this girl is just an outsider, and she is too young to be convincing.Today, Lorraine Hill is here to practice the planting methods and values ​​of these new species.

"Miss Lorraine, this ranch is directly under the alliance, you can use it as you like." A shaman said respectfully.

"Is everything settled?" Lorraine Hill asked carefully.

"Yes, people have been sent to disperse them within a radius of 20 miles, and there are also riders patrolling the periphery to prevent others from approaching."

"Okay." Lorraine nodded, sensing the surrounding environment with the help of the breeze, exactly as the shaman said.

Looking at the blue and clear sky, she felt a little bit regretful, she was still too impulsive that night.

Originally, they just wanted to help Xia Niya and solve the plight of the Yangjiao tribe, but now they want to solve the problems on the entire grassland.But the words have already been spoken, she will not go back on her word, and it does not violate her heart.

Anyway, the debts are not overwhelming, and Tixilan, Clancia, Verga, and now Gufia Grassland have to be added. How come I have become the reliance of so many people without knowing it, and I can't afford to be lazy occasionally.When can I take a long vacation for myself and live a life of fishing.

Thoughts swirled in her heart, and after thinking about it, the girl also started to act.

The white fingers stretched out to the sky, and the breeze began to flow, entangled between the fingers, and then gradually became larger, bringing up the long white skirt and sleeves.

The light wind gradually carried wisps of flames, and the scorching breath hit his face, making everyone behind him sweat and suffocate.

Then surging flames swept down from the sky, and the emerald green pastures turned from green to yellow in an instant, then turned from yellow to dry, and then burned. The fire continued to advance from back to front like waves, until the far end of the sky and the earth.

Everything in the field of vision seemed to be distorted, scorching waves and flames filled the whole land, black grass ash drifted with the wind, and the whole land gradually turned into pure black, only dotted with blue smoke and raging fire.

Everyone behind Lorraine Hill felt an indescribable fear. The flames and destruction brought about by that peerless girl were like natural disasters, unstoppable. The earth was reduced to scorched earth.Originally she was just a beautiful and charming singer, but now she still has indescribable power. The admiration and greed in her heart were also awakened by this power, and transformed into a deep worship through fear.

Slash-and-burn farming has been the case since ancient times.

The flame of burning can not only bring nutrient-rich plant ash, but also kill weeds and pests in the soil. It is a common farming mode of the ancients.But it is not without its shortcomings. It lacks vegetation coverage, is prone to soil erosion, and its fertility can only last for one or two years.

But Lorraine Hill has thought of all these. The reason why she recently promoted to the natural sequence is also because she wants to cultivate plant seeds suitable for grasslands.

The wind was blowing, and the river 30 miles away was sucked in a lot of water vapor by the tornado, and then carried it into the sky.

The water vapor tornado reached the sky above this pasture and spread in all directions. The breeze wet the faces and sleeves of the people like rain, moistened the scorched earth, and wisps of green smoke floated from the earth.

After the wind cooled down the earth again, the green grass seeds sprinkled into the air, drifted in the wind, and were delicately scattered in every corner of the pasture by the green-haired girl.

Then the melodious bagpipes sounded from the grassland, and the sound of the girl's flute spread to the four fields, and emerald green butterflies formed by natural magic emerged beside them, and then flew to the endless wilderness under the sky, one after another, tender green sprouts began to bloom on the black land sprout.

The sound of the flute is melodious, spreading all over the world.

Every time the girl plays a song, the new grass grows an inch higher, and the underground root system extends down a few points. The emerald green field reappears in the eyes of everyone, like a magic spell in a fairy tale.

The green shoots sprouted new branches, and the brand-new pasture grew higher and higher, slowly submerging everyone's knees, and then climbed to the height of the waist.

The wind blows across the wilderness, and the emerald green waves spread in the field of vision until the end of the sky.

The sun is gradually slanting to the west, the purple-red sunset reflects the sky, and the golden afterglow sprinkles the earth. The green pastures are swaying in the wind, and the tops are gradually blooming with slender and dense petals. Under the light of the setting sun, the bright red petals complement each other.

That's it.The young girl finally put down the flute in her hand as she looked at the fertile scene under the setting sun.

This new pasture is a new variety carefully cultivated by Lorraine Hill.

: It does not need mana for growth, and it has no extraordinary ability, but it has strong adaptability, low temperature and drought resistance, deep root system can fix water and soil, and it has extremely rich nutrition and plant protein, which is higher than all vegetables.The biggest advantage is that it can solidify nitrogen in the air, making the land more and more fertile. When the water and soil are abundant, it can be harvested 12 times during the growing season.Such superior characteristics make it rare even without extraordinary effects.In addition, after this species has been improved, the flowers can also extract natural red dyes.

Compared with other varieties on the prairie, the alfalfa brought by Lorraine Hill can be described as a difference between heaven and earth. The already excellent characteristics are more prominent and dazzling after being improved.

On the green field, a few birds flew across the night sky, chirping, and then landed, looking curiously at these new plants and flowers.Several shamans who are good at plant cultivation also picked some pasture grass, closed their eyes and concentrated on it, carefully perceiving the nutritional value and various characteristics of it.

After a long time, these shamans reluctantly put down the plants in their hands and nodded in admiration to each other.

The blue-haired girl turned around, her pretty face reflected the golden afterglow of the setting sun, and appeared in the eyes of these shamans and orcs again.

The feeling of shock and admiration filled every corner of their hearts, and swept their whole bodies and minds like flames. At this point, they finally no longer doubted, knelt down on the ground tremblingly, and worshiped this girl who was like a god.

as depicted in the poem.

Like the rays of light descending into the world, a radiant and peerless face.

She blesses the world with fire and heals everything with her songs and music.

Alani, the crimson singer in the ancient legend, came into the world from the myth.

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Gufiya Grassland, the fire festival meeting, a tent somewhere in the center.

Inside the tall tent, warm red flames were burning quietly. The girl with blue hair was sitting on a wooden chair. Because the wooden chair was made according to the figure of an orc, it was so high that the girl's feet couldn't even fall directly on the ground, but There is a distance of one or two inches above the ground.

Lorraine Hill shook her legs lightly, her slender legs appeared and disappeared between the hem of the white gauze skirt. She leaned on the wooden chair and looked at the thick book in her arms. The edges and corners of the paper are polished and shiny, and the paper inside is also very thick, showing a yellow color like fallen leaves.

This book tells the process of establishing the Madfang Empire, once a kingdom of orcs.

Since the beginning of the first era, the elves came out from under the world tree and defeated the giant royal court. The giants did not become extinct immediately, and the remaining few migrated to the south and west.

These giants were unable to resist the iron cavalry of the silver elves due to the sharp reduction in their number. The southern part supported the local orcs, and the western part supported the local ogres.

The same is true, the beliefs of orcs are greatly influenced by giants, and they also worship the sun and flames.It's a pity that this part of the giants did not multiply because of the silver elves' constant pursuit, coupled with the initial weakness of the orcs, the giant family gradually became extinct.

It was hundreds of years later that the king of fangs, Kedaren, conquered all the tribes and established the mad fang empire.Then there is the story of human beings establishing the True Red Empire and then shattering it.

Looking at the legends and stories in the book with relish, Lorraine Hill turned over the thick pages, then picked up the teacup on the small table and took a small sip.

The Fire Festival is coming to an end today. After showing it last time, she has been teaching these orcs how to farm a few days ago.Fortunately, this kind of pasture planting method is extremely simple, and there is basically no need to worry about it. Many shamans soon learned it.

After finishing the teaching, Lorraine Hill didn't ask for any reward, but just wanted to read some ancient books collected by the orcs and learn about the ancient era in the past.

That was the age when human beings hadn't gotten rid of their ignorance, the age of giants and dragons.

Although most of the orcs have never experienced it, they have inherited a lot of knowledge about giants, and they have found some clues. The giant family was once very powerful. According to the ancient myth, it seems that the king of giants has reached the height of gods, that is, the sequence 10 level.

It's a pity that as the giant's opponent, the Dragon Clan also has Sequence 10.As for the huge canyon in Emenas, it is said that it was caused by Bahamut's attack.

The giant and Long Mingming are both powerful beings on one side, but for some unknown reason, the two sides fought a tragic war that would never die.The leaders of the two sides tore the sky, cut off the earth, and separated the continent that was originally gathered together into two parts, east and west.

And scattered parts of it became islands, such as the southern archipelago.

It is said that these Sequence 10s, who looked like gods, also perished and disappeared in this world, and the races of both sides were also severely damaged. Otherwise, with the strength of the elves, they would not be able to defeat the giants who once ruled the world.

In addition, because giants worship the sun, the king of giants should be the incarnation of the sun, but in fact, the early ancient classics did not use the sun to refer to the king of giants, but the followers and patrons of the sun.

In the era after the demise of the giants, the myth gradually became that the king of the giants is the sun, which is a description method.

Elani, did it really exist?His experience is also quite amazing.

At this moment, the curtain of the quiet tent was lifted, and Niya walked in with a little joy.

"Lorraine, the last day of the party has begun~"

After solving the food problem on the prairie, the girl with horns became a lot more cheerful. She was wearing a white top and a gray cashmere skirt on her lower body.

Niya briskly walked behind Lorraine, hugged the girl who was still reading, and couldn't help touching the end of the blue hair with her little hand.

Lorraine Hill shook her head slightly, letting her hair escape from the clutches of this roommate, and then turned around angrily. Recently, Niya has become more and more bold, wanting to come up and touch her hair whenever she has something to do.

"I won't go to the party." Thinking back to these days, the wild eyes those orcs looked at her made this green-haired girl a little scared. If she went out tonight, she might be surrounded by people again, and she couldn't easily escape.

"No, Lord Shaman specifically asked me to invite you to be there." Niya shook her head and said a little firmly.

"I promised Lord Shaman, I must free you from the absolute seal of the tent."

"What, you said that I was like a sealed dragon." Lorraine Hill said with a sneer.

"Because Lorraine has been hiding in the tent for the past few days, refusing to see anyone, and the queue outside to see him is very long."

Niya raised her hand, gestured in front of her, and then said happily.

"Thanks to Toloran, everyone has become more peaceful this year, and no one died in the Flame Conference."

"Did a lot of people die in past games?"