Invincible witch

I never knew that signing a covenant could be so difficult.

The Duchess of Maeve led a mighty mission to Deepwood, filling this small town to its brim.Not only were the inns and taverns in the city full, but I also had to kindly invite the Duchess of Mayfair and Rutger, Marquess of Freishien, to live in my earl's mansion.From now on, even if my lazy and leisurely life in my own house is temporarily over, I must cheer up all the time, greet and send off with 12 points of care, and deal with these two teams of people.

At the same time, Findan is also busy with his feet on the ground.Iroland's mission also arrived at the border town of Danlade from the capital Celestara on the same day—then they actually stationed in Danlade, and they refused to go any further!It is said that the missions of the two countries fought fiercely for the signing place of the covenant, and each insisted that it should be signed in their own towns—but the signing of the covenant must be attended by both parties. It is impossible for everyone to sign their own in their own dens The reason why the name expresses the past!

So in the next ten days, the process of signing the covenant stagnated, and everyone quarreled over a signing place without grace.Ai Luolan can listen to Findan, but I don't know what Queen Faleida thinks. She actually saw this group of people arguing like this, and she didn't come out to mediate, as if the Unicorn Empire deserved the other party's concession. Same.But she seemed to have forgotten the most important point - without the help and troops from the Iroland Kingdom, it would be impossible to establish the Unicorn Empire today.So Iroland gradually accumulated a lot of voices of dissatisfaction. I heard that the respected druid elders and high-ranking druids have united to protest Findan.

It is definitely not pleasant to spend every day doing nothing in the middle of arguing.And these quarrels have seriously delayed the negotiation process, and greatly occupied Findan's time and energy in dealing with matters, making it even more unpleasant for us to have no time to meet.

Especially when, belatedly, some less favorable whispers began to form around me.

Bickering is something that big shots on both sides do.What country is decent?Can I eat it?When no demons or undead are involved, nor are wartime enemy countries involved, other little people care about trivial life gossip.They don't care which country the covenant is signed on, nor do they care about the time or method of signing it. What they are curious about is the strange relationship between the two countries and the people involved in this country-to-country relationship. .

It is well known that Queen Isabel, the last king of the Griffon Empire, the predecessor of the Unicorn Empire, had blindly listened to the instigation of the necromancer Makar, and burned the flames of war to the territory of the Kingdom of Iroland, mercilessly killing the allies on the other side of the border. Numerous residents and important figures—including Alaron, the previous king of Irollan, who severely injured the "Queen of the Swarm" Delelle, who was still one of the most high-profile elven rangers in Irollan at that time—were nothing but me.Even so, Findan of Iroland finally sent troops to the lava hell, Sheogh, and rescued Queen Isabel, who had been controlled by the devil.

However, as the demon lord Baiara disguised herself as Queen Isabel and took control of the court of Tarungard, she forced the current Queen Faleida of the Unicorn Empire to send troops to invade the territory of the Kingdom of Iroland again and killed her relatives who were fleeing here. After Uncle Caldwell, the kingdom of Iroland seemed to be angered by the repeated betrayal and deception of the human empire.The forest elves no longer rescued the Griffin Empire, and hid themselves in the beautiful and deep forest. Until the final decisive battle in Tarengarde, Iroland's army suddenly appeared and helped the people win the final victory.It was only after the war that it became known how much the elves of Irollan - especially their leader, Lord Findan - secretly did in favor of justice while the Griffin Empire was controlled and tortured by a false queen in the form of a demon One side's affairs include sheltering and helping one of the most loyal leaders of the Griffon Empire's rebel army, the current Marquis of Freishne, Rutger.

This tangled history of exchanges between the two countries is really exciting. Before those little people wait for the leaders of the missions of the two countries to argue for a result, the most common pastime they do is to talk about some of this history. A place of confusion or ambiguity.

And I, as the Irollan elf ranger during the war and the lady of the Unicorn Empire after the war, have full gossip elements to talk about.

... To this, all I can say is, what a peaceful day it is.

There is no need to worry about demon invasion or zombie bewitching anymore, everyone is free to gossip about others.

This self-deprecating lightheartedness ended a few days later in a visit from Rutger.

I was staying in my mansion that day, and the Duchess of Maeve, who I hated to see, took people to the town council early in the morning as usual, to continue the long-lasting ceremonies and processes of signing the covenant. debated.

In fact, it stands to reason that as one of the rare female countesses in the empire and the real lord of the town of Deepwood, I should also attend these quarrel meetings.However, in order to avoid suspicion—yes, I also know that my identity and origin are too subtle, and it’s not appropriate to show up at such a moment—so I asked for leave from Lady Maeve’s arrival at Deepwood on the second day and did not attend the discussion with various excuses up.

I was busy setting up a hammock in the courtyard when Rutger visited.

Warm spring afternoons are perfect for napping in a hammock in the garden.As a countess, I should actually have servants who are worthy of this noble title to do these things for me, but due to my unusual background and delicate identity, I finally decided not to work in my own noble title, which is also inappropriate. There are no servants in the pitifully small mansion, only a hired gardener comes twice a week to take care of the flowers and plants that I am really not good at, and a cook comes to cook three meals for me every day-I And I often give them two vacations, because I have to sneak to the other side of the border without a trace, and visit the great hero of Irollan.

Well, as a former elf, I'm ashamed to have someone else tend my own garden.So I recently started to learn gardening from the gardener uncle.

After tossing the flowers and plants for about an hour, I sent away the uncle gardener, chose a site to hang a hammock in the backyard, and secretly planned to build a tree house in my heart.When I was standing on the wooden ladder banging nails into a big tree, suddenly a young man's voice behind me said, "Well, ma'am, why don't gentlemen do this kind of thing?"

I was so startled that the hammer in my hand almost flew out and hit him.

Rutger stood smiling on the lawn behind me, as if he had no idea that he had almost been shot with a hammer just now.

He was wearing a velvet coat today, instead of the armor and the scarlet cloak as before, he looked like a pampered young nobleman.The treacherous waves of knife-edge blood, the gloomy hiding in the dilapidated refugee camp and the tormented Luotuo in the dark prison of zombies seem to be far away from him.

I'm actually glad to see him back to his fabled prodigal son of the Griffin Empire.There is nothing more satisfying than watching good people slowly regain their former good lives after a great war.So I also smiled and threw away the hammer in my hand, jumped down the wooden ladder, walked up to him, and said, "If Lord Marquis is free, I would be happy to ask you to help me build a tree house."

Rutger's expression instantly became bitter. "Tree house?!" he murmured back.I pointed to the top of the largest tree in the courtyard—a crude platform had been erected there.

With his hands in his trouser pockets on both sides, Rutger swayed slowly under the tree in the attitude of a libertine, and looked up at the simple wooden table for a while, with the trace of a smile always on the corner of his lips. The seemingly invisible smile disappeared at some point.

I didn't take it seriously, and asked him with a smile: "Why? This request is difficult?"

Rutger didn't answer my question, but suddenly asked me: "Do elves live in tree houses?"

I was suffocated, and the images of the cabins on the Celestara Congress tree suddenly appeared in my mind, and the appearance of Fandan sitting in a dark treehouse that night, looking at me with burning eyes.

My heart suddenly beat a little faster.In order to hide my gaffe, I quickly laughed, shrugged and said: "Mostly—the forest elves don't seem to have the habit of living on the ground. Their wooden houses are always built on trees and on the water. There are always fireflies flying around in the trees and they have a fire in the courtyard - it's beautiful at night."

Rutger groaned, looking thoughtfully at the lush canopy of the big tree.Without looking back, he asked softly, "You love them still?—the elves, as you love your own people—though you are no longer an elf, and never will be... "

I froze for a moment, and my intuition told me that there was a reason for him to ask this question.But I still don't want to lie and deceive him.I was silent for a second, and answered him: "Yes. They used to trust me, follow me, support me, and desperately save my life in the cruel war, just because they trusted me to lead them to defeat demons and zombies , the one who brought back the glory and peace of Iroland in the past..."

"Even if that's because they thought you were an elf, a real elf?" Rutger suddenly turned from the tree, looking straight at me with burning eyes.There was something dangerous in his eyes and tone, which made me faintly startled.

"Even if that kind of trust doesn't exist after you become a human race, and even turns into suspicion, you still love them and trust them?"

This question is too difficult to answer, I was silent for a longer period of time than before, then looked into his pale blue eyes, and answered honestly: "I am very sorry for what happened afterwards. But none of this can Erase the fact that we fought side by side, and that the elves were willing to trust me to the death."

Rutger chuckled lightly. "That's great, my girl, I'm glad to hear that there are still people in this world who are willing to stick to their hearts and trust others unconditionally like this—"

I frowned slightly, and began to feel that his reason for coming today was not so simple.

The author has something to say: Update on September 8:

Transitional chapter. . .I hope it will end in Chapter 3~5. . .

The baby is sick, and the nannies have been changing non-stop in the past few months, which is very nerve-wracking. . .

In addition, I remember that I once promised a certain buddy's baby that I will write an HP fan for her in the future.

This promise was left behind for a long time, and I thought about picking it up again.

It might be possible to smash the signboard after writing it, but now there is always a strange feeling, that is-all the reasonable requirements of cute and good babies can be met.

As a strange aunt who now has a dumpling herself, she always feels that she is now willing to meet all reasonable demands of those cute babies.

After the upgrade, my mood really changed.

I see that after the new article comes out, I will probably lose my income seriously. . .

Even so, I want to write the story I want.Um.