Not a Witch

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A stone hit the back of the guard's head just now, and then fell to the ground.

"Who?"

The guard yelled angrily, and the other guards also turned around to look around, but they still didn't see who made the move.

Another small stone was thrown out from nowhere, and it hit Jena's back lightly, allowing her to catch it with a sharp backhand, and then held it. When the guards around her turned around to look around, she looked back and saw The wrist hiding behind the house made a gesture to her.

As if for an instant, the wrist was retracted again to avoid being seen by other guards.

Seeing this scene, Jena gradually got a bottom line in her heart.

Then a few more stones were thrown, hitting the guards on their heads, causing them to scream in pain.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Jena slipped out from the guards, got on her horse, and rushed out of the city. Even if someone stopped her, she was beaten flying with a scabbard.

After riding outside the city for a while, she stopped slowly when she saw that there were no pursuers behind.After that, he found a corner in the woods and hid the horse here, and then turned back to the road, quietly hiding behind a tree and waiting.

People who left the city passed by one after another on the road. After a long time, a person wearing a dark brown cloak walked by, and Jena stood up.

"Please wait."

The passer-by turned around, and it turned out to be an uncle with a beard. Seeing his face was slightly vicissitudes, it seemed not surprising that Jiena suddenly called him to stop him.

"Thank you for your help." Jena knew that this was the person who threw stones to help her just now, and also the machete player last night.

"It's nothing, it's you. Be careful when you go out." After the uncle answered briefly, he was ready to continue riding on his horse.

"Wait a minute, where are you going?" Jena asked.

"I don't know, just walk around." The uncle replied casually.

"Please wait a moment. I'm going to Beacon City. Maybe I'll just take a short distance along the way." After calling the uncle to stop, Jena pulled out the horse from the depths of the woods, and rode forward, walking side by side with the uncle.

"Little girl, you are so unprepared. If you walk with strangers casually like this, there will be problems." Although the uncle said so, he did not leave early.

"But I think Uncle is a good man." Jena said so.

"Haha, I'm not a good person." He laughed loudly, then whipped his horsewhip to increase his speed.

Jena, who followed behind, also accelerated, and the two chatted casually without saying a word, and walked towards the west side.

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"Where is uncle from? I can't guess from your accent." Jena asked curiously.

"Me? I'm not anywhere. Anyway, I'm wandering around. Sometimes I find some work and make some money." He said casually.

As the journey progressed, the two walked in the wilderness, watching the sunset gradually set in the distance.

"Ha, it looks like I'm going to sleep in the wild today." The uncle said so.

After that, the two found a leeward place, tied up the horse, and then found some dry wood to light a bonfire.

Surrounded by the warm bonfire, Jena talked about her experience.She was born in a mercenary family. Although her father was not around all the time when she was a child, she lived a fairly prosperous life and had a good childhood.

"I'm not so lucky. When I was a child, my family was miserable. I did a lot of tiring work and saw a lot of unpleasant things." The uncle talked about his past lightly.

"How does uncle think of the Long Halberd Sect and the Bow Hunting Sect?" Along the way, Jena had many inexplicable questions and anguish in her heart.

"They're all scum, there's nothing to say." The uncle took off his boots, smelled his feet, and then turned upside down to shake off the dirt in the boots.

Jena covered her nose, and then continued to ask: "Then why did you help the bow hunters in the city yesterday?"

"It's easy to say, although they are all bad, but at present, it seems that the bow hunting faction is a little bit better."

"But that's all. I advise you to avoid people from both sides." The uncle added.

"However, there are only these two factions in the country at present."

"So, this is a rotten country, and the ground is full of rotten worms."

"However, there are some simple and kind villagers." Jena said hesitantly.

"Maybe, it's just that they don't have a chance. If they are put into the teams of the two factions, they will become the same in three days, and they won't stand any test." The uncle whistled and took out the dried meat from the saddle package Strips, skewered with wooden sticks, and roasted on the fire.

"I didn't believe it at first, but looking at you, you are indeed from Emenas." The uncle turned his eyes to the girl beside the fire.

"What's it like?" Jena asked puzzled.

"How should I put it, it's ideal and naive. Perhaps Emenas is indeed a good place. It protects you children very well, allowing you to see the beautiful and kind side of this world."

"Just take what the guard told you this morning."

"You were actually hesitating at the time. You could easily break through with your own strength, but because of the rules and laws, you didn't want to cross it at will."

"If I hadn't shot, I'm afraid you would really be pulled into the house by them and put down your weapon."

"This...."

"Little girl, remember one thing. Not everyone's words are worth listening to or believing."

"Some scumbags, don't listen to a single word they say, don't believe it. To deal with them, swords are the best words."

"If you reason with them, they will use all kinds of benevolence and morality to coerce you, and each of them will speak with confidence and righteousness."

"Truth is to talk to those good people who are reasonable. To deal with these scumbags, you are insulting yourself by reasoning with them."

"Then how can we tell which ones are scumbags and which ones are good people?"

"Let's see what he actually did. What's the use of saying it nicely? You can tell who he is just by looking at some dross things he has done."

Chapter 50 Comprehensive Armor Plan

Ned County, Iron Felt City.

Outside the city wall built of gray bricks, teams of youths in neat clothes were running around the city, doing today's basic training.

They chanted the same slogan, moved in unison, and were full of energy. They stepped on the dew in the morning light and stepped on a path in the grass.

Lorraine Hill was standing on the tower at the moment, looking at these people below.

"Your Highness, this is the first batch of students. Since the facilities and instructors are not perfect, there are only about 2000 people, and the number will gradually increase in the future." The two local officials who accompanied them introduced that although they had tried their best, due to The time is short, and it is still a little imperfect. When facing this sage, I feel ashamed.

After all, this is the teacher who taught the star leader Pullman, the enlightenment mentor of the entire Crancia, and the idol in the hearts of all those who follow their ideals in the country.It is rare to be able to do things in front of this girl, but now I have not achieved [-]% perfection.

"It's nothing, and it's too late." Lorraine Hill shook her head. She was not the kind of harsh person, and understood the difficulties encountered in doing practical things.

"Among the other recruited students, there seem to be a few special people."

"Yes, Your Highness." The two officials began to introduce.

"One of them is 'Red Claw' Bud who has been active in the mountains recently. Although he is not a local, he has a good reputation, so he was allowed to join the first batch of students for training. In fact, he is not bad, but lacks Some relevant military knowledge. Among the current students, he is generally believed to be the leader."

"In addition, there are a few others, namely 'White Bow' Xiesuo, 'Rough Sword' Balut, and 'Feather String' Hurley. They are also heroes in Ned County, and all of them have the strength of Sequence 5 or higher. "

"These people used to live in their respective cities and villages, but now they have joined in after hearing that Lord Sage is building an academy in Ned County." The officials on the side secretly lamented the reputation of this young sage, and they were unwilling to join no matter how much they recruited in the past. Outstanding people, now one by one take the initiative to vote.

In fact, I don’t blame these local heroes. After all, Crancia has just been established, and everything is not stable, and it may collapse one day, so everyone has some doubts in their hearts, but as the country gradually improves, the promises and oaths , is cashing in step by step, so that these outstanding talents will gradually join willingly.

And the visit of the sage Lorraine Hill seemed to be a signal, igniting the last fire in their hearts, making them finally make up their minds and tie themselves to this rising kingdom.

"You don't need to give me such a big credit. In fact, I just put forward some ideas and theories. In the end, you have to work hard to practice step by step." The girl shook her head. Now that she has traveled through several provinces and seen thousands of families, she The more I feel that what I can do personally is limited, the real improvement of this country is not due to her, a sage who has no name, but a group of people who love this land.

They are working hard to build the ideal home in their hearts.

Although it is hard work, every achievement in exchange for sweat makes people feel joy and happiness.No wonder those noble descendants of West Wind are also optimistic about Clancia.

Walking down the stairs on the tower, the sage girl came to a blacksmith workshop in the city.

Today, many people gathered here. It was originally the largest blacksmith workshop in the city, and now it is full of skilled craftsmen.

After seeing Lorraine Hill appearing, the nearly one hundred craftsmen first saluted respectfully, and then stepped aside, revealing the armors beside them.

These were forged by Lorraine Hill some time ago, and she gave a design book, including the process flow, build style, etc., and today I came to check and accept, to see which one best fits the goal in her heart.

A pair of armors that were similar but slightly different appeared in the girl's eyes.

[Cold Forged Steel Armor] (Bronze Grade): Made with the mature forging techniques of previous civilizations. The advantage is that the level of forging is low, no extraordinary craftsmanship is required, and it can be mass-produced. It has a good price-performance ratio and can withstand most Sequence 3 and below. physical attack.

These armors are quickly popularized by the security teams and law enforcement teams in the county. The purpose is large-scale, rapid and standardized production, and then equipped with local teams. The excess will be stored for emergency equipment in case of war.

His purpose is not to obtain the highest and best protection, but to allow all soldiers on the side to change from a state of no armor or less armor to a state of full armor and obtain standard protection throughout the strategy.

During the Crancia Uprising in the past, although a lot of armors were forged, many of them were not of good quality due to time constraints and inconsistencies in the form. Now, after the establishment, it is necessary to consider changing uniforms for soldiers across the country.

This bronze-level armor is just an attempt by Lorraine Hill to see if she can create high-quality armor without her guidance, relying only on the design manual and ordinary people's craftsmanship.

If possible, this armor could be quickly replicated across the country.

"Please take a look, Your Highness." The accompanying technical officials took hammers, sharp spears, and crossbows to test the strength of each piece of armor one by one.

They first hung them up one by one, shot them with bows and crossbows, and then tested them with gun hammers to see their protective effect.

With the assistance of the system, Lorraine Hill also checked the advantages and disadvantages of each piece of armor one by one.

The level of craftsmen in the city is uneven, and each has its own specialties. Although it is the same design manual, the products produced are quite different.

In Lorraine Hill's eyes, these armors were labeled one by one, incomplete, ordinary, excellent, excellent, and rare.

There are no perfect armors, maybe there are no master craftsmen in the city, or maybe the forging methods are limited.

After some selection, Lorraine Hill selected 8 rare-level armors and called the craftsmen from these eight workshops.

"The armor you made is the best in the same batch. It can be seen that everyone's craftsmanship is exquisite."

"In the future, a state-owned steelmaking and armor forging department will be established in Iron Felt City to manufacture armor and weapons for the army. The small forging workshops in the past are definitely not suitable for it."

"Are you willing to join this newly established organization and contribute to Clancia? Of course, the treatment will be more generous."

"We are willing, Your Highness." A few people bowed their heads gratefully, and being able to be personally invited by the sage is an honor for several lifetimes, and it is certain that as long as they join this organization, the generations behind them will be able to enjoy the rest.

"Okay, here is another design guide, the technical description of [white steel armor] (silver level), you can ask the local alchemist association for assistance, and some of them will also recruit some elites to join this newly established organization."

"Iron Felt City will spend the next few years building this steel-making and armor-forging institution with all its strength, and everyone may have a hard time."

"Crancia's will." Several people put their hands on their chests and bowed their heads to swear.

Chapter 51 Arriving in Beacon City

The Principality of Black Rock.

Jena was walking with the machete uncle.