She Is Not a Witch

Inside the mountain, candles are lit to illuminate the small compartments in the mountain wall, which contain small statues and stone slabs.

　　 The aisle below was also excavated in this hard rock. Touching these blue stone walls, a cold feeling came into the palm of his hand.

　　 "Let’s live here for the time being today, and the church will arrange a new residence in two days."

　　 Ingrid said so and brought several students to a door. As a church member from the sanctuary, she is now the link between these exchange students and the church.

　　 "This place was originally a place for ascetic monks to live. There are not many facilities, but fortunately it is very clean and tidy, with little dust, and you can sleep with a little cleaning. The only drawback is that it will be colder at night.

　　 "After all, we are in the mountain, just like in the cellar."

　　 Everyone chose their respective rooms and put their things in place. Before they lay down for a long time, Ingrid asked everyone to go and eat dinner.

　　 Compared to Emenas’ rich food, the food here is extremely simple. There is nothing more than a cup of clean water, boiled rotted oatmeal.

　　The first day they came to Sanctuary, these students felt the simple style here.

　　 After a simple meal, everyone returned to their rooms to rest.

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　　 Lorrain Hill sat on the edge of the bed, watching the inside of the room illuminated by the candles.

　　The surrounding walls and ceiling are all stone, and the surface has traces similar to that of a knife and axe. The cut surface is smooth with a light blue color.

　　 Except for the bed, small table, and wooden chair, there are no other furnishings in the room, which is extremely simple.

　　 pulled up the slightly cold quilt and fell asleep. After a while, Lorrain Hill got out of the quilt again. She stretched out her hand, and a pale golden light mask spread out, covering the bed, and the temperature inside rose by a few degrees.

　　 As an angel sequence that is good at protection and healing, such spells will be taught in the third grade academy, and it is not difficult.

After 　　 was done, the girl returned to the quilt and fell asleep peacefully, spending the cold night like this.

the next morning.

　　 As a bell shook outside the room, everyone was awakened by Ingrid.

　　 They opened their wistful eyes, put on their clothes, walked out of the room, and came to the outside of the palace inside the mountain, only to find that the sky was not completely bright yet, only a little white appeared on the horizon.

　　 "Everyone, join me in the morning jog. This is the tradition of Sanctuary." Ingrid waved his arm, causing several students to groan.

　　 "Haha, don't be so discouraged, everyone will get used to it sooner or later, after all, there is still a year left." Ingrid said terrifying words in a flat tone.

　　 Everyone was trotting on the mountain road around the palace, and two meters away was the huge crack in the valley that looked like an abyss, making ordinary people's legs and feet weak.

　　 Although compared to ordinary people, these students are extraordinary, but a few of them also feel guilty and try to run inside to avoid the dangerous edge.

　　 If a stone rolls down from the edge of a mountain trail, at such a high distance, I am afraid that the echo below will not be heard.

　　 After running in the morning, Ingrid took her classmates back to the palace in the mountain, and then took out a stack of slightly old books for everyone to read.

"These are the classics of the church's external propaganda and lectures. You can look at them. Maybe they are not the same as what we learned in school." She opened the book, and the printed font was a little fuzzy, but fortunately, the individual letters were big. Number, so I don’t know what it means.

　　 Several students took their books and went to the side to read them.

　　 Lorraine Hill also held a book thick as a dictionary, sat on a row of chairs in this hall, and slowly flipped through it.

　　 Compared with some objective descriptions of the academy, these scriptures are full of stories about the cause and course of the chaos disaster, and one of the personalities is more vivid.

However, this also led to a considerable deviation in its authenticity. Let Lorraine Hill evaluate it. That is the difference between "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms". Some characters and processes have been changed slightly to make it more vivid.

　　 The former is a well-known popular novel, and the latter is a slightly boring historical record.

　　 "The Book of Candlelight·Volume Two, Section 8":

　　 When the shadow of evil rose on the ground, three lights shone from the sky.

　　 That light, like a living thing, makes a sound.

　　 Its voice was like singing and praying, so 7,526 messengers with wings on their backs came to the world.

　　 This is a messenger who spreads the gospel and wants to transport you.

　　...

　　 Then, those blessed people who follow the light also become messengers.

　　They hold sharp swords, whose sharp blades can slay the vicious snake in their hearts, and the heat of their swords can burn the warped shadows of the world.

　　...

　　 "The Book of Candlelight·Volume V, Section 4":

　　 is the time, with six wings on the back of the fiery light, standing high above the vortex abyss.

This darling of goodness and beauty, holding a red spear in his left hand and a white flame snake sword in his right, led 3,469 angels, 47,955 holy flame knights, and 22 thousand. Thousands of three hundred and forty-seven prayer priests, one hundred and eighty-two hundred and sixty-four holy troops, and two hundred and fifty thousand United Salvation Army.

　　 Deep into the **** of the abyss, fighting against the eleven thousand, six hundred and seventy-seven evil shadows, and three hundred and seventy-five thousand one hundred and twenty-nine filthy bodies.

　　......

　　 "The Book of Candlelight·Volume VII Section 6":

　　......

　　 The sky fire fell into the world, the earth was closed, the light ran out of power, and the wings fell like burning ashes.

　　 I cried for it all my life, and my tears gathered into a river, flowing down from the top of the mountain of sighs.

　　The remnants and blood on the ground melted into the river, turning into a blood-red river, washing the bitter earth.

　　 At this time, there was also a tear in the light, dripping into the river.

　　 So the river was clear, and the light turned into a sacrificed stone statue.

　　......

　　 The girl slowly turned the pages of the book. Although there is a slight gap with the records in the academy, this book describes the war that swept the world in a more vivid way.

After the disaster of chaos, many races completely disappeared from the eyes of the world. For example, the vast branch of orcs in the sea ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the orca family that once dominated the Seven Seas, the last race of giants, the mermaid family in the sea, Even the Phoenix Witch of the Eastern Continent also fell.

　　 The world was all pushed back, and the cards were shuffled again. After nearly a hundred years of recuperation, countries of all sizes rose up, followed by the legend of Roland, Yalin, and the twin princes.

　　 After turning over the classics, she raised her head, slightly in a daze, sorting out the information she had just read.

　　 Ingrid came over and sat next to Rosier.

　　 "How did you feel after watching it?"

　　 "It's wonderful, but the description of Chaos Phantom is different from that in the academy." The girl said.

"The chaotic phantoms described in these classics are formed by the gathering of evil thoughts of creatures, and the individuals who are corroded by them are called filthy bodies. In fact, chaotic phantoms have little to do with sin. In fact, they have no view of good and evil. Distorted by some kind of instinct..."

　　 "I understand what you mean, Rocheer, but it is difficult for the general public to understand the complicated words and phrases. When disseminating, they must use brief and easy-to-understand descriptions, although this is not necessarily true."

　　 "I see." The silver-haired girl is not the kind of **** person, she also knows the difficulty of popularizing something to most illiterate people.

　　 "But this classic book is more similar to a story, and is there any book with more detailed description, such as the two sides of the battle, the chaotic phantom, and the narration of angels." The girl said her curiosity about angels in her heart.

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