She Is Not a Witch

Unfamiliar ceiling.

Lorrain Hill opened his eyes and looked at the gauze tent hanging above. The soft quilt and mattress were very warm. The square pillows had a faint scent of lavender. Moonlight poured in through the transparent windows and reflected on the ground. The walls were chilly, tables and chairs made of sandalwood were placed in the room, and exquisite oil paintings were hung on the walls. A copper incense burner was placed not far from the bed, exuding strands of heat and a faint soothing fragrance. Only the hollow copper pattern revealed a little light. It seemed that this should be an alchemy creation.

Where is this place? Lorrain Hill, who felt a little strange, held his hands, sat up, turned his head and looked around, reminiscing about the memories before falling asleep.

At that time, I should be at the winter festival party. For some reason, seeing those flying little people, a violent nausea and nausea came up, and then my consciousness gradually became dizzy and blurred.

Frosia was sitting next to me at the time. Could it be that she sent me back?

Shaking his head and waking up a little bit, Lorraine Hill probably guessed the follow-up process, it should be Frosia who sent herself back, which means that this is the place where she lives, no wonder it is so luxurious.

Pulling the quilt away, she slowly got out of bed and looked at the world outside the window. The branches and trees covered with a little white snow were full of sight. It seemed that it should be in the forest, and the place with the most forest in Emenas is naturally the walled city. College now.

Pulling the plug and gently pushing open the window, Lorrain Hill’s eyes flashed with emerald green, and the wispy breeze blew between her fingers and surrounded the woods. She closed her eyes and sensed the surrounding situation. .

The forest under the moonlight is cold and quiet. The small white stone brick building is hidden in the middle of the mountain. Through the tall trees that block the view, you can see the quiet moon lake in the distance. The giant stone pillars of yesterday have long disappeared, and the lake is as quiet as mirror. A large castle stands by the lake. Its shape is beautiful and not bloated. Sometimes green moss can be seen in the cracks of the bricks and stones. There are a small amount of light in the castle, which reveals a bit of warmth in the dark night.

Withdrawing his cold fingers, Lorraine closed the window again. Since Frosia took him over, let's sleep here tonight. She is not the kind of person who chooses the bed, and she doesn't want to disturb people saying that she wants to go back so late, so it's better to save some trouble.

With a light purple pillow, the silver-haired girl slowly fell asleep, her bright face soft and dreamy.

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Early the next morning.

Lorrain Hill, who had slept for a long time, woke up very early today, but she did not get up immediately because it was cold outside the quilt.

The girl lying on the bed was thinking about what happened last night. After reading the classics for this period of time, she actually has some understanding of the so-called ‘Chaotic Phantom’.

Mana is a special kind of matter or energy, and only the existence of soul or consciousness can mobilize and condense it. This is why the world of Yvar has the existence of Mana, but there is no phenomenon of item becoming refined. Even if it is a plant, although the consciousness is weak, there are still some. That's why a small amount of extraordinary plants will be born. Otherwise, just like a stone, no matter how long it is soaked in Mana, it will not become an extraordinary thing.

Inferring from this, even though the ‘Chaotic Phantom’ seems to have no wisdom, it should also be a living existence with its own consciousness. The ancients also burned some creatures eroded by chaotic phantoms, and their dust still has the ability to erode and infect. If the ‘Chaotic Phantom’ is a whole, it should have died long ago after being shattered into such a small particle.

But as an existence that can disturb and mobilize Mana, it is obviously conscious, that is, alive. Since they are alive, they are still immortal after being divided into countless small pieces, that is to say, they are countless small individuals (particles) from the beginning. Therefore, after attaching to a large individual, it makes the latter appear chaotic and distorted.

There were not many "Chaotic Phantoms" at the beginning, but gradually multiplied and spread after continuous erosion and infection.

Recalling this process carefully is to gradually turn large, sensible souls into small and chaotic individuals just like yourself, like a virus.

Most of the existing "Chaotic Phantoms" were transformed back then, that is to say.

These "chaotic phantoms" are actually the remnants of human souls.

Or to be more precise, it is the soul residue of the past creatures.

So, where did the first ‘Chaotic Phantom’ come from?

They pass through the vortex, cross the boundaries of space and time, and arrive here. ——"An inscription from the archaeological excavation from the remains of the ancient giant king's court"

The dragon fell to the ground from the starry sky, wailing to death, its wings were rotten and broken, those twisted maggots crawled out of the corpse and spread to the world. ——"Ancient Inscriptions of the Eastern Continent"

The ‘Chaotic Phantom’ is not wise, or in other words, there is not much reason. They basically don't use tactics, and they don't think complexly. Therefore, only in the disasters thousands of years ago can they extinguish the frenzy that swept the world.

They instinctively chase the pure soul, or the power of the world, eager to swallow it. And after being swallowed, the ‘Chaotic Phantom’ seems to be smarter and more sensible? ——"The Fifth Large-scale Investigation on the Disaster of Chaos"

I boldly guess that these initial ‘chaotic phantoms’ may have been created or produced by a very deep race that had walked in the transcendent realm. —— "The Great Sage Junanna Summarizes in the Post-War Conference"

Thinking and sorting out the memories and thoughts in my mind, the door of the room opened.

The golden spiral hair is placed on a white elegant long skirt, with light green decorations and patterns on the corners. As the footsteps walk in, a burst of fresh floral fragrance slowly hits, and the blue eye pupils are like lake water. Enter Luo Xier's field of vision.

"You're awake, Roche." Frosia's voice came, blinked, and then helped the girl up.

"feelling better?"

"Okay." Rosier's clear voice sounded, and then turned to look at the lady from the Lansworth family.

"Did you bring me back, Frosia."

"Yes, you suddenly fainted at the time, and it frightened me. I checked carefully with the technique, but couldn't find the reason. Later, I used the white rose to calm you down slowly~www.wuxiaspot.com~Frosi Ya touched Luo Xier's forehead, felt it, and found that the temperature was normal, then put her hand down.

"Thank you, Frosia."

Luo Xi'er also had lingering fears, this time the situation was too sudden, but fortunately, Frosia was next to her, and it would be dangerous if she had no acquaintances. It seems that the training of the angel sequence must speed up the progress.

After that, Luo Xier got up to wash, and several maids served by the side, followed by the breakfast prepared by the chef, Yi came to reach out for the meal and opened her mouth, making her as if she had returned to the days of the Chamber of Commerce.

At this moment, the early morning sun has been shining diagonally into the forest, and through the layers of shade, the buds on the ground are plated with a layer of light gold, and the sparse morning mist brings fresh air. Lorrainhill walked down the white stone brick steps and waved goodbye to Frosia who was standing in front of the door.

"Are you free tonight, Frosia."

"Of course there is." Frosia looked at the silver-haired girl in the morning light, curious that she suddenly asked this.

"I will come to you in the evening." When he said these words, Lorrain Hill felt like he was back when he was a child, looking for a friend to go out and play games secretly.

"Of course, very welcome~" Frosia replied with a smile.

After leaving the forest shrouded in morning mist, Lorrain Hill's silver hair gradually turned pure black, and emerald wings appeared behind him, flying towards the sky. Above the sky that no one knew, the blue breeze began to circulate, and strands of breeze gathered in all directions. , And then began to blow to the entire campus.

Whether it's the snow-covered towers in the north, the turbulent rivers in the south, the small towns in the west, the vibrant lakeside forests in the east, or the noisy school buildings in the center.

Above 10,000 meters in the sky, countless information began to gradually converge and feedback in the consciousness, like a stream of light reflected in those emerald green eyes.