Witch Forest Friends Club

Ignoring the semaphore of the leading Cold Lake battleship.

The helmsman of the "Grey Shrike" deviated slightly from the course in order to satisfy the little witches' curiosity and desire for sightseeing.

The pilgrims lay on the side of the boat, watching their boat ride the wind and waves, follow the lake shore lined with waterwheels and houses at close range, and cross the headland where Baicheng is located-directly join the Ruzhi cruise ship and head towards the magnificent white bridge Sailing to the other side.

If we say that the cold lake before arriving at the "City of White Sails" is a swamp fairy with a vast and fickle heart covered in a mysterious veil woven by smoke and waves.

Then, after crossing the "miracle" barrier, the Lenghu I saw was an elegant and demure prom lady dressed in various styles.

The radiant lake surface and the tranquil and dreamy atmosphere made Anjaye, who was wary at first, instantly think about taking a vacation.

One can imagine the devil lurking somewhere, and the pile of documents waiting to be processed.

She quickly suppressed the slack thoughts in her heart, but the large and small mushrooms on the staff of heart buds bloomed colorfully unconsciously.

"I'm really born to work hard." The girl held her black-rimmed glasses, looked at the happy companions around her, and sighed with a smile.

The water world, as flat as a mirror, reflects the beautiful sky everywhere, ignoring the changes of seasons and solar terms, just like a fairyland under the protection of the gods.

Swans, white cormorants, broad-billed sandpipers... large groups of spectacular waterfowls are flying around the extremely luxurious cruise ships, and these cruise ships are like large waterfowls with colorful decorations, carrying The nobles who laughed and laughed enjoyed the extravagant fun and gourmet holiday.

In addition to the dignitaries traveling by boat, Anjaye had long noticed that there were quite a few well-dressed citizens playing on the white lake beach, and the strange boats coming from outside the light curtain seemed to have caused them to make a fuss. attention.

Compared with the living beings who generally had a hard time living in the Fog Age, their way of life is too comfortable.

"Fanna, 'White Sail City' hasn't been in a war for a long time." Anjaye looked up at the sky above the city, the top of the pure white tower, and many beautifully shaped windmills, turning slowly in the calm and peaceful lake wind.

Fan Na pondered for a while, then seriously responded.

"Yes, there are dozens of heavily guarded camps built in the outer passes of 'Paolisad', with the Shuangcheng Port in the northwest as a barrier, coupled with the favorable location of the cold lake and the escort of the White Sail Fleet, even the 'fog disaster' It is also rare to go deep into the hinterland of Cold Lake."

"Even in the Great Border War 12 years ago, the famous Adrian city-state 'Bloodsail Jesse' commanded his notorious 'Iron Skull' fleet, broke through the defense line of the Black Marsh, and led the Gotts across the lake. They came here, and they were defeated by the reinforcements led by Prince Porfirio, and since then, the Great Frontier War has entered the stage of counter-offensive, and it can no longer threaten my father's territory."

"During my father's reign, he only personally fought one war, which was the 'Spice War' caused by the trade friction with the Shiwan border. Because of credulity in others, you will fail miserably, and you will never recover from a setback."

"It can be said that since the 'Spice War', the nobles and nobles in the Lenghu Territory have been at peace for nearly 30 years."

Fan Na's criticism of her father is very severe, which also shows the girl's distress for the current situation in her hometown.

An Jiaye pinched the mushroom and thought, "Your father may be lacking in ability, but Lenghu is in the hands of the Marshall family, and it is still the richest territory in the kingdom. Is he really a prodigal son who doesn't know how to manage things like the rumors outside? After all, he can build It is unimaginable to build such a splendid city without a strong enough wrist."

Fan Na shook her head, her eyes flickering.

"The reason why Lenghu Territory is rich is not only the unique water and soil, but also the credit of the wise ancestors of the past generations - especially my grandfather Heath Marshall, who was raised as my great-grandfather's adopted son since he was a child, and later entered the Marshall family. Assisting my grandmother, Countess Sarah, to manage the territory. He is honest and kind, diligent and caring for the people. With his hard work, the Lenghu Territory has become the richest pearl in the northern border of Oga."

"The people of Cold Lake who have experienced his era, all praise him as a model of nobility."

"It's a pity that both he and his grandmother died young. I can only admire his demeanor through portraits." Fan Na seemed to be suppressing her sadness, "but my father failed the spirit of grandfather Heath."

During the in-depth communication between Fanna and Anjaye——

As the "Grey Shrike" joined the cruise ships' route, they approached the water buildings connected by the other end of the bridge and shrouded in a brilliant light curtain, and more and more little witches were walking around on the deck.

The majestic spectacle unfolding in front of them made them so excited that they talked a lot.

Just looking at the appearance, this pearl-like city is so beautiful that people can't help but want to plunge into it as soon as possible and explore the customs of every street corner.

But there will always be people who will spoil the scenery.

On the left side of the "Grey Shrike" - the "Obsidian Crocodile", which looks like the dark and thick back of a water monster, broke through the lake, and fired a thunderous salute directly into the sky, which caused one after another exclamation from the nearby cruise ships. Even the flock of birds swimming on the lake were frightened and jumped into the sky in large numbers.

"Uncle Black Marsh is sending a signal to Uncle Leng Hu in advance."

Anjaye felt that the pilgrims also needed to be strong.

"Let's make a head start too."

She held up the staff of the heart bud, and a witchcraft light instantly crossed the full sail and rushed into the light curtain of the dome, blooming into a string of magnificent and colorful mushroom fireworks.

With the leader, she took the lead—the little witches also followed suit, and then set off magic element fireworks into the sky.

Since the Witch Parade, they have fallen in love with the entertainment of "fireworks", and the witch-curse fireworks created by letting go of their imagination are also very expressive.

So the "Grey Shrike" left a trail full of fireworks during its voyage, announcing the arrival of the parade team in this high-profile way.

Mosu fireworks not only illuminated the sky, but also reflected the light and shadow of the falling meteor shower in the polar night on the surface of the lake—under the lake, there seemed to be a majestic and hazy temple.

It's just that amidst the splendor and splendor, Anjaye also noticed some unharmonious events.

The products of Lenghu Lake are indeed extremely rich. Under the waves rolled up by ships, the shadows of large groups of swimming fish pass by from time to time. Many fishermen are driving various simple boats, chasing fish schools, fishing and setting nets.

Occasionally they looked up from their toil and cast a numb stare at the pilgrims.

These laborers who live on fishing boats look healthier and cleaner than their counterparts in Shuangcheng Port who have been exposed to wind and rain, but they are not much better.

Among the merchant ships and cruise ships carrying goods, many silent small fishing boats carefully avoid the course of the big ships, and anti-smuggling boats carrying decent gentlemen and soldiers pass proudly through the fishing boats. The fishermen offered fish to them.

"It's the tax collector."

Fan Na also noticed this scene, and explained with a frown.

"They will arrange patrols every week to determine the approximate harvest of the fishermen, so that they can compile a tax list, which includes regulations on the type, quantity, and weight of fish." Fanna's expression gradually became disgusted, "The fishermen only need to go into the water to fish. Every day, according to the list and the private rules of the tax official, pay the corresponding amount of catch, or the equivalent amount of coins."

"Fishermen who fish privately will be severely punished if they are reported and exposed, and the fisherman's catch is also monopolized by the chamber of commerce controlled by the nobles, and they cannot be sold at a good price."

"Evidently sitting on Lenghu's abundant resources, can't you live a good life?" An Jiaye shook his head, facing this situation, he had nothing to say.

Even if you don't have to face the threat of fog and war, there is still the plight of "the man who is full of riches is not a silkworm farmer", imprisoning the leaders of Lenghu.

Just like these fishermen, they have been chained to small dirty islands for generations, working hard to extract nutrients from the cold lake, and then feeding the parasites that live on the shore.

The fishermen will not have enough to eat, just because this land is controlled by the old nobles headed by the Marshall family.

And the fishermen class is just a microcosm of the entire lower class of the City of White Sails.

She looked out of the beautiful main city on the shore—those dilapidated urban areas distributed like rust belts, there must be disasters with evil thoughts lurking inside.

"It seems necessary to visit the slums."

"Xiao An!"

Just as An Jiaye was thinking about the battle plan, he was suddenly hugged from behind, and the familiar sweet aroma mixed into his nostrils.

"Elsa, you hug her too tightly." Unfortunately, Anjaye couldn't break free from the comfortable embrace of the kitten, so he let Elsa hold her waist and stand on the bow of the boat together.

No, why did I remember a certain famous scene-this is not auspicious.

"Wow, Xiao An, look!" Elsa buried her chin intimately on her shoulder, the smooth and shiny cheeks of the two girls, like soap with flavor and honey, stuck tightly together, "What a beautiful building on the water !"

The "Grey Shrike" passed through the blurred and colorful halo on the lake, and the true face of the water buildings connected by the bridge across the lake was also magnificently presented in the eyes of the pilgrims.

Thousands of delicate and symmetrical cascading waterfalls pour down majesticly from the mouths of various gorgeous reliefs decorated on the palace-style exterior walls—it turns out that the halos surrounding the buildings are all rainbows refracted by the waterfalls by the magic light!

"Fanna." Anjaye confirmed to the guide, "Is that the most important thing to pay attention to?"

"Yes, Senior Sister An." Fan Na solemnly nodded, "If the devil wants to play tricks, he will never let this place go."

Before arriving at the City of White Sails, Anjaye had already understood the current situation of the city.

But witnessing the spectacle marked in front of her eyes, the girl was still amazed by the splendid civilization that Wenlan had developed.

"As expected of Oga's art capital."

Fan Na also waved to introduce the sisters.

"This is the venue where the 'Cold Lake Festival' ceremony and martial arts competition will be held soon, and it is also the holy place for worshiping the 'God of Flowing Water' in the northern part of the Kingdom - the 'Throne of the Lake' Paoliel Great Temple."

"Is it the Great Temple of the God of Flowing Water? No wonder it's so calm here."

Anjaye and Elsa obsessively observed the source of the "miracle" covering the lake. What the magic eye saw - the vast spiritual veins from all over the cold lake converged on this temple, creating a favorable weather .

"Although it can't compare to the great enchantment of 'Gallantia', the abundance of spiritual veins in the cold lake is indeed amazing. It's a pity that this is a city that doesn't welcome witches."

"It was just a small island at the beginning, and the temple on it was also very dilapidated." Fan Na said with emotion, "My grandmother is a loyal follower of the God of Flowing Water. In order to pray to the god to lift the curse, she has been building the temple since she became the head of the family. Carrying out repairs - her father inherited her behest, it took more than 20 years to expand the temple to its current size, and built a bridge across the lake - the 'White Swan Bridge' to connect with the city."

The girls saw that on the side of the Great Temple facing the center of the lake, there was a bust statue of a woman with a blurry face and high into the clouds. She spread her wings and prayed devoutly, her lower body soaked in the gorgeous waves of the lake.

And the swans are singing and dancing around the statue of the girl, and dozens of crystal waterfalls are flying down from the water holes around the statue. The scene is magnificent and beautiful.

"The statue of Tristi?" Anjaye recognized the prototype of the statue.

Fan Na added: "Not only Tristy, but also my ancestors, and the statues of the six heroes of Lenghu who jointly defeated the evil god."

Anjaye also saw that at the other end of the temple, there was another statue of a knight holding a sword, facing the city of white sails on the opposite side of the bridge. It was the ancestor of the Marshall family, the first knight of the lake.

In addition, there are two smaller statues, and even one of them is a priest of the Cole scale fins-according to Vanna, it is the "Six Heroes", that is, there are two statues on the other side.

This great temple is not so much a building as it is an artificial island built with money and material resources. In addition to the bridge connecting the temple and the main city, the materials consumed for its construction are really incalculable.

If it weren't for the mighty power of the magical world, it wouldn't be possible to build it in 1000 years with medieval-level productivity alone. It would be an epic project if placed on the Mirage Peninsula—it can only be said that the Lenghu Territory is really a unique treasure.

"The Oga people are really hypocritical. They engrave statues of foreign races on their temples and worship them as heroes, but secretly they are doing oppression and massacre of foreign races."

The little witches turned their heads and saw that the person who said these yin and yang strange words was the Gaut barbarian who was walking with a big axe.

"When I came here a long time ago, this large sacrificial site hadn't been repaired yet." Gloria shrugged. "You Lenghu people are indeed very good at being able to build such a large place."

The dragonborn then forced out a malicious smile.

"At the beginning, my father always wanted to enter Lenghu. After all, in a city with so many fat pigs, it must be exciting to grab it."

"Goria, if you are a robber and you are executed on the spot, I don't care." An Jiaye said cold water to the greedy dragon descendant.

"Xiao An, didn't you also snatch Shuangcheng Port? Missy has our support, so it would be easy to snatch the city from her father." Gloria took a deep breath intoxicated, as if smelling the strong smell of gold coins in the air , "According to the tradition of the Gott people, it is a virtue for a strong junior to snatch the leader's position from the incompetent boss."

"Miss Gloria, I have no intention of questioning the traditions of the Gott people." Fan Na frowned and retorted, "But the wealth of the people of Lenghu belongs to the people of Lenghu. I will follow the leadership of senior sister An and let the light of the tour Shine on the peninsula - if the Gorts want to gain a foothold in the peninsula, they can no longer use your traditions to offend others."

"Goria, I won't force you to act according to the rules of civilized people." An Jiaye also secretly reminded himself that he must find a way to tame the dragon, "but the ten covenants must be obeyed. Covenant, even if your ancestors had friendship with Mrs. Stella, the Academy did not come forward to prevent Oga from attacking the Rexxar Mountains, so you must learn your lesson."

"I know, I know." Gloria raised her hand to beg her mercy, "Xiao An, you are always so serious. Last time, I entrusted you with all my treasures for safekeeping. You are still not satisfied."

"I won't let you suffer." For his companions, An Jiaye was striving for a bowl of water.

"Jana, call the sisters over here."

With Jana blowing the bagpipes, the pilgrims also lined up at the bow of the ship. Under the witch hats they were wearing upright, there were youthful faces with high morale.

"Evil takes root in the cold lake, and a storm is brewing. The truly harsh trial will begin in the 'City of White Sails'."

"Witches are not welcome in Paolisad, and what we have to do—is to make this city welcome us."

"This operation will be based on Miss Marshall's private domain - 'Hua Lan Villa'."

"Jana, it's up to you to take the sisters to the city for a circus performance, and expand your intelligence and contacts."

Anjaye encouraged morale.

"Confirmed once again, our first task is to search for the truth about Tristy's Elegy."

"The second is to find out the whereabouts of 'Uroboros'."

"Sisters, under this calm and beautiful lake, there is a dangerous whirlpool lurking."

"And we will cross it, for the sake of the pilgrimage!"

"For the pilgrimage!" The little witches raised their staffs and shouted in unison.

(In the early hours of tonight, Xiaoan's illustrations will be shown)

Chapter 140 What I learned about the White Swan Bridge and Tide Fortress, Miss Fanna's way home

(Finally there is a post, I am suffocated, please speak more!)

Mushrooms are enough to make a hut, but I have to admit my desire to see a more spectacular mushroom palace. ——"Ankaye's Chat Notes"

When the little witches were obsessed with watching the magnificent scene of the "Throne of the Lake".

From above the Swan Bridge, a salute sounded like a drum beat.

Earnshaw, the headless horseman serving behind Fanna, looked up at the colorful smoke exploding above the sail, recognized the rhythm of the salute, and turned to warn the pilgrims indifferently.

"Ladies, the garrison requires our ships not to go off course."

Anjaye looked back to observe the reaction of the "Obsidian Crocodile": "Looking at the movements of the Black Marsh Lord, he seems to have played enough prestige. Let's follow the pilot boat to meet the Marshall Border Lord Lord."

After sailing around the Great Temple for half a circle, the "Grey Shrike" turned around and turned to the bottom of the bridge, followed the leading white sailing ship, and passed through a huge curved bridge hole in the middle of the bridge.

The majestic piers carrying the weight of the bridge are engraved with lifelike armored guard stone statues on all sides, as if the swan bridge leading to the throne of the water god and escorting believers to pilgrimage is supported by these giants.

Escaping into the shadow of the bridge hole, An Jiaye noticed that even the stone pillars were emitting a strange blue and crystal light, and among the armor decorations on the stone guards, there were actually dotted demon pearl shells inlaid.

"Goria, I suddenly understand your desire to rob." An Jiaye kept his face cold, but he rarely made a joke to the dragonborn.

"It's so annoying." Gloria hugged the handle of the ax and sat down on the side of the boat, forcing herself not to look at the treasures that were within easy reach. "I don't believe that no one will rob this city. Miss, if I help your family repel foreign enemies, I shouldn't be short of rewards."

"Miss Gloria, Uncle Black Marsh has already hired your tribe. If you want to discuss business, I think you should ask your employer first." Fan Na politely rejected the dragonborn's proposal, which was intended to rip off.