She Is Not a Witch

Principality of Black Rock.

Jena walked with the machete uncle.

"Uncle, where did you learn your extraordinary skills? It looks very distinctive."

"Little girl, don't ask about everything."

Maybe it's because of the familiarity in the past few days, Jena asked questions without the restraints of the past, which made the uncle gradually grow up.

"Can't you say it, or that there is a sad past in it." Jena turned and tilted her head to look at the uncle with a beard and scum on her side.

"It can't be said to be too sad. In fact, my skill comes from Emenas, but I am not a student there."

"It's because, I once had a cousin from Emenas, who taught me some knowledge of practising transcendental sequences before I embarked on this road."

"Of course, I am not as genius as him. Sequence 4 is my limit."

"What about your cousin?"

"died."

"Hey!?"

"Why died."

"Oh, it's not too ideal. If you offend some people who shouldn't be offended, no matter how talented you are, you will die." The uncle sneered.

"Later I wandered outside and exercised my skills."

"Then come back and kill those enemies?"

"No, I still can't beat them, they are crowded."

"Well."

"But I'm not stupid. Deal with bad guys. I shouldn't be too particular about the methods. I should get rid of them one by one." The uncle remembered the happy thing.

"Uncle is amazing." Jiena blinked.

"Don't flatter me, it's time to part."

The two horses stopped at an intersection, one to the west and the other to the north. Jena is going to the beacon city to the west, and the scimitar is going to the north.

"So fast." Jena felt that she still had a lot of questions to ask the uncle, but there was not enough time.

Seeing the scimitar riding his horse to the north, Jena shouted. "Uncle, how do you think this country can get better?"

"How good? No, let's live like this."

"Uncle, if your cousin is still there, how do you think this country can be good!"

"Ha, how can this field be full of weeds and borers."

"It's better to burn it." His voice slowly disappeared at the end of the road, accompanied by his back.

Standing at the intersection, Jena looked at the empty intersection and stood still for a long time before riding her horse to the west. The ticking hooves echoed in the empty valley.

On the other side, the Scimitar traveled all the way north, looking at the deserted fields and the sky, and couldn't help but think back to his youth.

Oh, I didn't expect that in the end, I couldn't help but say what I was saying.

Who made him have such a cousin? That figure used to be the idol in his heart when he was a teenager.

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Two days later, Jena finally rushed to the city of Fengyan. The sight in front of her surprised her. The once strong and prosperous Fengyan City had a huge opening in the city gate, and corpses were still being burned outside the city, and bursts of unpleasant black smoke floated in the air.

The speed of her advance gradually slowed down, and finally led the horse to the city gate, and the guard at the gate stopped her.

"What's your status? You can't go in and out at will now." Maybe it's because the forces here are complicated, and there are guards who are thinking about it.

"I am Mullon's daughter, Jena, and I am also a student of Emenas," she said.

"Mulon?" The guards seemed to be thinking of something, and asked her to wait for a while by the gate, and then sent someone to the city to inform.

Soon after, a man with a sharp eyebrow walked over quickly. It was Mulon, one of the chiefs of mercenaries in Black Rock Witzshire.

"Follow me." He briefly explained to the guards, and then led Jena into the city.

With no words on the way, Jena felt that her father seemed a little angry.

After arriving at a medium-sized courtyard, Mulong took Jena into this heavily guarded place, surrounded by his men, who were also familiar with Jena. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.

After entering the house, looking for a separate room, Mullon brought a glass of water and placed it in front of Jena, and then asked.

"Why are you here? Didn't you tell me that you don't want to come back?" His brows frowned, and he seemed unhappy about the father-daughter meeting this time.

"I'm worried about my father and everyone." Jena lowered her head.

"naive."

"Then, can you change anything when you come here? I have to find someone to protect you."

"But... I'm afraid I won't see you again."

"I'm afraid, I'm even more afraid that our father and daughter are dead here, and there is no one who can avenge me." Mulong sat in front of Jena, tapping his fingers on the table.

......

After a long time, looking at the appearance of her daughter bowing her head silently, Mulon's tone eased a little.

"You haven't fully grown up yet. You will have a better future in school. If you want to do anything, you can do it later when you have the strength."

"But, I can't be so unrelenting." Jena raised her head bravely, and Jasper's eyes looked at her father.

"I don't want to wait for the loss and regret it again."

Mulon looked at his daughter's appearance, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled.

"Fine, you finish today and leave tomorrow, I'm still alive, you have seen it too."

"But..." Jenna seemed to want to say something.

"But what? At present, the situation in the city is uncertain and the dark tide is surging. Staying here will only distract me, and you will become their handle on me."

"I... got it, my father~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Jena slowly lowered her head and agreed.

After a night of sleeplessness, Jena spent a long time in bed before falling into a deep sleep.

The next day, noon.

Jina rubbed her forehead not yet asleep, struggled to get dressed, and went downstairs to eat.

"There is still something to eat in the kitchen pot next to it. Let's go after eating." Mulon sat in the hall, and several people were discussing things next to him.

"Yes, my father." Jena nodded and walked to the other side to warm things up a little.

She opened it and looked at the rich meat and vegetables inside, feeling a warmth in her heart, and then eating slowly, as if she wanted to stay here for a while.

"Chief, another person from the city lord's mansion is here to call you over for a meeting."

Just as Jenna was eating, a man in chain mail rode into the yard, turned over, and reported to the house.

"Understood, when?"

"immediately."

"So anxious?"

"Yes, it is said that this time Hanshuang Rose has also sent someone to participate, to discuss the matter and come up with a result."

"The result? I just want us to be cannon fodder to fight against Crancia." A man dressed as an assistant commented casually.

"But at the moment we are not good at rejecting it. Since they can support giving us these, they can also turn around and support others to take them away." Several people in the house sighed.

"Furthermore, we still have to decide who Heiyan will talk about in the future. Maybe there will be all kinds of conflicts. For our internal fighting, that group of mages can always ignore them. They just want to see the results quickly.

"In other words, we are opposed to each other so that they can manipulate the entire Black Rock Principality."

"Okay, let's not say, let's go." Mullon put on his armor, stood up, and shouted to the kitchen.

"Just leave after eating, don't hesitate."

"I see, father." Jenna's small voice came from the side.