She Is Not a Witch

　　 The result of the flame meeting came out. After Niya won in the end, Crancia won 4:3.

　　 The orcs in the field gradually accepted this fact after the initial surprise, sigh, sorrow, imitation, anticipation, and hesitation.

　　 They are not without their heads, but their past emotions are temporarily unacceptable.

　　 On the conference square under the dark night, people from both sides stood to form a huge circle, and in the middle was a giant round bronze cauldron, which was filled with clear and mellow wine.

Surrounded by a burning brazier, there is no shadow in the square, and around the venue, there are layers of beasts who can't see the end, like the ocean, the pairs of eye pupils of various colors are reflected in the fire. , Watching everything in the field.

　　 Several shamans headed by Unur took the lead out of the queue and approached the giant cauldron in the center. They held up their wooden sticks and sang the ancient sacrificial text in unison.

The desolate tune spread amidst the sound of quiet flame burning, which could be heard by many orcs in the venue, and as the distant desolate tune spread, the conference venue became quieter and quieter, and everyone stopped talking. Wait quietly.

　　 "The source of all fires, the fire of all fires."

　　 "I will wait for the descendants of Kedalen to call to you."

　　 "You are the first flame, the first light and the first heat that comes to the world."

　　 "Please witness at this moment."

　　咚——

　　 The shamans dropped the long rods in their hands heavily, and a straight glorious beam of light rose from the earth and went straight into the sky. Even tribes hundreds of miles away could see the pillar of light under the night sky.

　　 In countless tribes, various horns and shouts sounded, and then old people, children, men, and women walked out of the tent, stood under the night wind ravaged by the sky, and looked at the distant sky.

　　 As the central beam of light covering the giant cauldron rises, ripples spread from the foot of the giant cauldron to all directions, like a colorless strong wind, passing through the bodies of countless people and expanding towards the distance.

Such ripples, one after another, all humans or orcs swept by this ripple will feel their brains clear, like a heavy metal trembling through the mind, sweeping away many mixed thoughts, and only one voice in the brain is clearly visible. .

　　 That is the vibrato of that giant tripod.

　　 Zi La——

　　 A small knife cut through the palm of the hand, and bright red blood flowed from the palm of the palm and dripped into the giant cauldron below. The blood gathered around like light smoke, slowly spreading.

　　 After that, everyone on the side of the giant cauldron also stepped forward, took the knife, cut open the palm of the hand, and flowed down the fingertips from the palm of the representative.

　　 The transparent liquor in the giant cauldron was dyed red, gradually changing color under the reflection of the flame, reflecting the magnificent and swaying bright red.

　　 A flame fell from the beam of light, and with a bang, the flame spread to the entire liquid surface in the giant cauldron, and the transparent light red flame burned.

The fiery airflow overflowed from the giant cauldron, slightly lifting up the clothes and hair of everyone around them, one by one, tall or short, fat or thin, or human or orc, and their faces were reflected in the flames. Extraordinarily bright, as if coated with a faint golden layer.

　　【Under the glorious fire that never goes out——】

　　 Everyone put their hands on the edge of the giant cauldron, feeling the warm and trembling metal sound, and as they swore in unison, this voice also spread to the minds of every orc present along with the ripples at the feet of the giant cauldron.

　　【We will make a vow of never betrayal here, and form an eternal covenant until the end of all life. 】

　　 Every word and every sentence is so clear that it will be powerful, like a steel cast iron seal, into the deepest part of everyone's soul.

　　 Under the sky illuminated by the flames, nearly a million creatures were silent, listening solemnly to the voices and beliefs conveyed from the beam of light.

　　 Bronze wine glasses stretched into the flame-shrouded cauldron, and scooped out a cup of bright red spirits on fire.

　　 [fangs and morning stars, orcs and humans, Gufia and Crancia, so far-

　　 The same blood and fire! ! 】

　　The spirits entered the throat, burning the throat and throat, and fell into the stomach.

　　 The drunk wine glasses were placed on the edge of the giant cauldron again, like the sound of a golden stone striking, spreading in all directions.

　　 "Gufia!"

　　 "Crancia!"

　　 "Gufia!"

　　 "Crancia!"

　　 A thunderous shout erupted on the silent grassland, and the sound reverberated endlessly, resounding through the clouds, and spread throughout the grassland. Announcing the establishment of a great alliance.

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　　 A few weeks later, Goufia steppe.

　　 Lorrain Hill and Niya walked under the sunny sky.

　　 Lorraine Hill is wearing a white dress with a red ribbon, and an off-white sunhat on his head. The hat also has a bow tied with a red ribbon, swaying slightly with the breeze.

　　 As the wind blows across the grassland, the pastures undulate and sway like waves, and the sunlight reflects light and shade of different shades under its refraction.

　　 There is a scent of grass in the air, and when the gentle breeze penetrates into the nose, it sometimes itches slightly.

　　 Lorraine Hill took Niya's hand and walked in the surging sea of ​​grass, her ankles being submerged from time to time, and then exposed again.

　　 "It's been a long time since you went to Bridge Pier College to walk together like this." The silver-haired girl said.

　　 "Yeah." Niya nodded and looked at the figure walking in front of her.

She had guessed the identity of Lorrain Hill, thinking she was a lady of a large family, or a princess from the East, etc. Until not long ago, she did not know that this was the great sage of Crancia, who mastered the stars. The witch of power.

　　 Lorrain Hill found a beautiful hillside, and took Niya to sit down.

　　 "How are you doing recently? I haven't been to school for a long time."

"Everyone is okay. Kafra joined the student union. Ye Ling and her new friends became the masters of the Tower College. Letis and Alina are sometimes noisy, but they still often have dinner together. ."

"Sister Bumansha is now the leader of the Walled City Academy. Lily and the lazy person ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Niya talked about the current situation of her companions in the academy. She happened to have a meeting with everyone before the holiday. , So understand some things.

　　 And when I came home from the holiday, I happened to run into the flame meeting again, and was also found by Lorrain Hill to participate in this duel.

　　 Actually, there is no shortage of masters in Crancia, such as Kanda, the leader of the Knights of the Iron Sun, and Pullman and other veterans who founded the country, but most of them have their own official duties. In addition, Lorrain Hill wants to train the geniuses of this new generation, so that they have more opportunities to fight and show their faces.

　　 In the last game, Lorraine Hill had only sent Nya to play, so that the orc's defeat by the orc would not hurt her self-esteem too much. From a historical perspective, it is also said that the orcs themselves made the choice, rather than being oppressed and merged by humans.

　　 After all, her purpose is not to suppress the orcs, but to allow them to unite with Crancia in a peaceful and dignified way, so that no curse will be left behind and more resistance can be reduced. Crancia is not just a country of mankind. The girl hopes that it is a conglomerate of beliefs or dreams.

　　 Sitting on the hillside of the grassland, Lorrain Hill and Niya enjoyed the peace and tranquility of the afternoon, chatting about the past, until the fuchsia burning cloud gradually appeared in the sky.

　　 The blue and purple sunset, the emerald green earth, the evening wind, the dragonflies flying in the low altitude, the quiet and peaceful world.

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