Not a Witch

"It will be fine in a while, when the sea route will be restored, you will be promoted to a high level, and you will be much more stable when crossing the endless sea."

"Yeah, I'm not so sad now, let me go." Lorraine Hill said that he had no problem, and Su Ye was also relieved.

The two walked towards the foot of the mountain. At this moment, the early winter sun was shining on the mountain forest. Although it was already winter, the Xiangyu School was still as warm as spring. Only the sky in the wilderness below the mountain was a vast expanse of whiteness. It is snowing lightly.

The stone stairs twisted among the green and yellow forests. When the two gradually approached the mountain gate below, a long horn sounded, as if echoing in the entire mountain range. The sound was like the sound of an elephant, thick and vast.When the long sound of the three horns fell slowly, the gate at the foot of the mountain was also slowly pushed.

The gate made of boulders is as tall as a mountain. When it turns, the ground trembles slightly, giving people a sense of oppression, and then the cold wind and snow from the outside also pours into the warm mountains.

Young people dressed in various costumes stepped into this ancient door and climbed up the stairs step by step.

Most of them are the elite disciples of the major factions in Huiluzhou, and there are also geniuses from other states and counties. They climbed the mountain today in order to get the top spot and worship the Burning Sun Xiangyu Sect.

For this day, they have been preparing for a long time.

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Chapter 51 The Fortress of the Apocalypse

Western Continent, Canghong Empire (formerly Green Empire).

From Hanyeling in the north to Wanghai in the south, thousands of cities and small towns within the empire have posted bright red notices. Officers carrying order flags traveled to and from various fiefdoms, urging all Preparations for war.

Since the beginning of the year, the ceremonial officials of the empire have conveyed the emperor's orders in various provinces and fiefs, mobilizing public opinion, and telling the poor people that as long as there is war, only war, they can change their destiny and get everything they want.Whether it's land, wealth, titles, women, etc., wars are waged not just for empires, but for everyone.As a citizen of the empire, you should use your sword to plow out the land you need, and complete the great unfinished business of the past.

As a result, the entire country gradually fell into an atmosphere of fanaticism. Even if there were a few voices of opposition and obstruction, they were immediately drowned by the vast ocean of the people.

"You aristocratic nobles, do you think this can stop us, do you think that you can hold wealth and status forever!"

"I want to tell you, it will never be possible, and it is absolutely wishful thinking." A man in dirty clothes stood on a tall wooden box and shouted loudly at the luxurious building in front of him.Below him are groups of people from the same poorly dressed lower class. They yelled in response to this man, and from time to time uttered some cursing slang, spitting at the mansion in this rich area.

"We can use swords, guns, and blood to get everything we want, instead of hiding in a high attic and shivering like you cowards, hahaha!" He laughed wildly, There was also a burst of hahaha laughter from below.

"well said."

"Give those nobles a good look, haha!"

This group of people crossed their shoulders and looked at the closed door of the aristocratic mansion, their happy and proud expressions could not be concealed.

On the third floor of the mansion, behind the glass windows covered by curtains, a girl about 18 years old quietly looked at the group of shirtless and messy-dressed people below through the gaps in the curtains, and retracted her head in fear. Close the curtain.

She took a few steps back and turned to the side, looked at her mother in the room, and asked timidly, "Mum, these people feel so dangerous, why didn't the guards drive them away."

The lady sitting by the fireplace looking through a fashion magazine with glasses raised her head, glanced at her daughter, and said: "Let them go, in a few days, this group of people will be brought It's the front line, and then it will be quiet."

"really?"

"Well, when your father came back from get off work in the parliament yesterday, I heard him say, just be patient for a while, after all, His Majesty the Emperor needs these untouchables to expand our territory."

"But, isn't it the knights' business to fight? I think in those stories, the heroes always charge forward." The noble girl in a lavender flower dress went to sit beside her mother.

"Son, times have changed." The mother stroked her daughter's golden hair.

"Now the muskets are more powerful, and there are too many of those untouchables. It happens that a lot of them are consumed by fighting, so they won't jump around like this."

"The Royal Academy where your brother went to school is now also teaching various tactics of using muskets. It is said that some teachers are military officers who have experienced the Battle of the Cold Star."

"Is it an officer from Clancia? I heard that they are very powerful, and they are all very handsome." The girl's eyes were full of curiosity.

"No, it's the officers of the Frost Alliance. Although they failed, many of them were excellent officers, and they brought musket-related technology to the empire by the way." The mother shook her head and explained.

"His Majesty the Emperor attaches great importance to this group of officers and mages. He also specially allocated funds to establish colleges and factories to train officers and manufacture muskets."

"Are musketeers really that powerful? I heard from my classmates that an elf can easily shoot down a bunch of musketeers with a bow." The girl recalled what she had seen in school, and those elves were really powerful.

"I'm not sure about this. Maybe there are too few elves. Besides, those long ears in the forest are not our own after all." The mother flipped the pages of the book.

"But don't you like elves' clothing and decorations?" The daughter looked at the colorful magazines in her mother's hands. Such things are not cheap. Each book costs an extraordinary gold coin, and the clothing and dresses in the magazines also have a lot of elf styles. of.

"I like that clothes are different from people. Just like the pure white cat you like to raise, if one day it eats at the same table as you, it will always feel very awkward."

"Well, if it's a cat, as long as it doesn't eat what's on my plate, I don't mind that much..." The girl hesitated for a while, and then replied.

"But what if it's the big black dog your brother has."

"Absolutely not, it's too ugly, I don't want to eat with it."

"Hehehe, so, after all, they are different. They are pets, but we are human beings."

The mother smiled and patted her daughter's head.Such ideas and thoughts are very popular in the upper echelon of the empire. The people of the empire are noble, and humans are also great. However, elves, although they are very beautiful, are outsiders from the old era and cannot be compared with humans.

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Crancia, the fortress of the apocalypse.

Under the blue sky, there is a golden field, and the haystacks after harvesting the wheat are piled up into small squares, covering this vast field of vision.

On this gentle and open land, a towering and majestic fortress stands on the land, blocking the passage at the junction of mountains and seas.

On the fortress in the evening, the warmth of the sun still remained on the bricks and stones. Soldiers in armor stood upright on the city wall, looking to the east. The flag of the golden morning star fluttered on the top of the tower, announcing the ownership of the fortress. .

After defeating the Frost United, the Apocalypse Fortress also surrendered to Crancia. Currently, there are about 20 troops stationed in the fortress, monitoring the fearsome empire in the east.

On the tall tower of the fortress, a general in heavy armor overlooks the golden field below.

"Has the grain on the golden plain been harvested?" The general's voice was a little hoarse.

"Harvesting is over, and the convoys are currently transporting them back to the fortress." The adjutant at the side flipped through the paper in his hand. These were the data reported recently.

"Is there any new news from Cang Cui?"

"My lord, the first batch of the new army trained by Green Green is heading south. After arriving at the Duke of Baska, it is estimated that it will take a while to rest."

"So, they will launch an attack in the spring of next year." The general analyzed in a deep voice.

"However, at this time, the empire has not yet been fully mobilized, and many local nobles have obstructed it, because the empire's conscription has reduced their available labor..."

"No, you don't understand that emperor's character. He's not the kind of person who babbles. With his character, he won't wait until everything is ready before acting... Cough cough." The general shook his head, coughed a few more times, turned around, and the other officer beside him quickly handed him water.

After he finished drinking, he moistened his throat before continuing.

"As long as there is a small victory, the emperor will publicize it in the country, set up a group of models, stimulate the desires of the lower classes, carry public opinion, and sweep away the nobles who hinder the conscription and wage war."

"Many small nobles will also be jealous of the huge benefits gained from the war. They will no longer unite and join it. At that time, his goal will be achieved."

"With the empire's huge territory and population, it can mobilize far more soldiers and resources than ours. Once it is fully operational, it will become a bloodthirsty and terrifying lion. Therefore, we must guard against it."

While several people were discussing, the sound of hurried footsteps came from the side corridor, from far to near, and even the sound of metal armor rubbing could be clearly heard.

"Report to Lord Seg, there is a letter from Solander." An elite soldier of War Order 4 stood at attention and reported loudly.

"bring here."

"Yes!" The adjutant took the tightly-packed letter, quickly deciphered the secret language on it, and then handed the translated text and the original to General Saige.

Saige looked at the paper in his hand for a long time before handing it to the people around him.

"Lord Pullman's letter told us that 10 cavalry from Falcon will come to support and strengthen the defense of the fortress."

"Did Falcon send someone over at this time?" Several people present looked at each other, and then discussed.

"When we fought the Frostrose War six years ago, Falcon was on the opposite side."

"Although they withdrew in time, it is still unknown whether they are trustworthy or not."

"Besides, the current rulers of Falcon are still the same people from before."

"Because we stood in line in time, we had no good excuse to clean up the original ruler later."

"Ahem, you can just talk here, don't talk nonsense outside, this is against the teaching of the sage." An officer pretended to cough and mentioned.

"Of course it's clear. After all, they are all compatriots from the Seven Snow Kingdoms, so we still have to talk about friendship." Several other generals replied, but judging by their expressions, it was probably a pity that the great timing at that time was a pity.

"The sanctuary has recently sent a lot of people to Falcon, and it is said that all the priests of the scepter from the Star Trail Palace have gone."

"What are you doing over there?" an officer asked curiously.

"In the church, there are so many people who worship His Highness Lorraine Hill, and some people even directly say that His Highness should be enshrined as the seraphim of the Lord's faith. And the scepter priest of the Star Trail Palace is the leader of this group of people."

"For this purpose, he specially collected various quotations from His Highness in the past, and then wrote scriptures, which were spread within the church. The Wing Clan in the Falcon Kingdom also has many relics and language inheritance, indicating that His Highness is the original angel on the murals of the past. "

"If he succeeds in proving that the two are the same person, and this book is listed as the recognized classics of the church, then His Highness will directly canonize it and become the main belief of the church."

"In this way, all the races in the countries in Kelanthia will be highly unified. All parties will also have a common belief that is recognized by everyone."

"That is, the singer of the crimson flame, the sage of stars and miracles, the archangel of the wind of the beginning and the end, His Royal Highness Lorraine Hill."

Chapter 52 Martial Arts Trial

On the top of the mountain, a few people dressed in golden feathers stood under a tall archway, overlooking the noisy scene below the mountain.

"There are more people this year than last year." The figure in the middle made an old voice.

"Yes, senior brother. Because the new practice method is gradually familiar, there is already a relatively complete model in the 1-4th level." A woman next to her answered this way. She had short black shoulder-length hair, but the tail of the hair It is dark red.

"In the several major factions in Huiluzhou, new practice books have been promoted, and the current climbers are all elites who have practiced to Sequence 4."

"Very good, very good..." The head of the Scorching Sun and Feather Sect sighed a few times, and then asked the people around him.

"Has Chiwu not come back yet?"

"She has gone to Ningzizhaoye Palace. It is said that she wants to exchange information about the situation there." A man in his 40s next to him replied.

"Ahem...Chiwu, still don't want to give up...Zhaoye Palace and us were separated 500 years ago, and the master and apprentice have changed for several generations. I'm afraid there is no relationship now. .”

"But she said that you have to try. Now is the beginning of a new era, and it is always beneficial for the two parties to exchange ideas."

"Hmm... Are there any new Tier 7 births in the major factions?"

"There is one, not long after you fell asleep, Senior Sect Leader, a genius emerged from Nine Barren Mountains, who advanced himself to the seventh level, which is also the 17th seventh level in the world."

"It seems that we have to speed up, otherwise people will see it as a joke." The leader stroked his beard.

"How is Jin Hua's progress recently?"

"Jin Hua's advancement is not a big problem, she can do it at any time, but she feels that there is still room for improvement, so she wants to wait a little longer."

"This child is always so cautious, which is reassuring." Several people sighed a few words, and then talked about the situation in the pie in recent years.

"...I didn't expect that after Master and Uncle passed away, the faction would recover smoothly. Back then, I suddenly took over as the head of the sect, and my heart was full of worries."

"Senior Brother Xiyan is overthinking. Although the uncles of the ninth-level celestial beings are gone, the situation of other door-to-door visits in the world is roughly similar to ours. They are closed to the mountains and restrained themselves. The mountain gates have only been opened in the past two years."

"Yeah... No one expected that the rules of heaven and earth that have lasted for thousands of years would suddenly change. The last change was more than 4000 years ago. According to the giant tortoise in the North Sea, at that time the red moon was scattered, and the seven-colored land, the west A woman is born holding the red moon, and in the east is a phoenix of five colors born."