She Is Not a Witch

The green imperial capital, Titaniya, in the rose palace.

White marble is paved on the ground to form a road, surrounded by a dark and neat lawn, and flower beds carved with fine white stones are distributed on both sides of the road, in which pure white roses are in full bloom. The flowers of these white roses are large and small, and some are buds wrapped in green leaves, intertwined and clustered, elegant and clear.

Compared to the past, today’s palace is more lively, because today is the day when the Crown Prince of the Empire and his fiancée, the daughter of the Landsworth family get married.

Now the eldest lady of the Landsworth family, Frosia, is accepting the help of the maids in the dressing room, finishing her hair, painting light and beautiful makeup, and wearing a gorgeous and complicated grace dress.

The long golden hair that looked like the sun was gently pulled up, fixed by a flower vine hairpin woven with gold and silver threads, and her pale face was covered with faint daisy-colored eyebrows. Lipstick is applied to thin lips, and the color is like a beautiful and round pearl.

The whole dress is white, the upper body is dotted with many white laces and golden leaves, and the large skirt on the lower body is slightly propped up. Among them are delicate and lifelike white roses.

A pair of lace gloves with flowers and vines wraps the hands, and the soft wrists can be seen in the tiny pattern gaps.

A golden fine leaf necklace was gently picked up and placed in front of this peerless woman, around the swan-like neck, picked up the golden hair at the back, tied it carefully, and then adjusted it gently to reveal the front chest. The pendant inlaid with gemstones is shaped like a symbol of green, red and green roses.

Finally, after being checked by several court maids and maids several times, the beautiful girl like the sun slowly got up. Behind her, a maid was already on standby, gently supporting the long and beautiful skirt. Up.

When the girl and many maids came to the gate of the garden, dozens of carriages were waiting quietly. These carriages were made of precious wood and decorated with gilt flowers on the corners. Accompanied by these carriages are hundreds of knights riding on white unicorns.

As the home of the four great dukes, the Landsworth House is not much different from the West Wind in the size of its fief, and it is very wealthy. The elite unicorn knights in these families are also exceptionally strong, each of them is Sequence 6 or higher. exist.

These knights are now wearing exquisite silver armors with long white feathers inserted on the top of the helmets. Under the necks of the unicorns, there are also white silk rosettes. Their hoof palms are occasionally stepped on the stone slabs. The sprouts of green fine grass emerged from the cracks in the stone slab.

When the entourage of the Landsworth family boarded the carriage one by one, the knights followed suit, some of them opened the way in front, and some guarded the sides of the carriage, walking slowly.

The convoy moved forward slowly. After exiting the palace, hundreds of children in white dresses followed the rear of the convoy. These 12-15 year-old children all carry flower baskets in their hands, and as they progress, they throw countless petals into the air.

Today's emperors don't have to worry about traffic jams, because all the streets have been vacant for them. On both sides of its path are the people in the imperial capital that have long been awaited. With white silk scarves in their hands, these people waved to the convoy, forming a lively ocean. At the same time, musicians who had been preparing for a long time began to play on both sides of the road. The lively and joyous music and people's blessings reminded noisily.

Colorful flags were planted everywhere in the streets of the imperial capital, and clean and tidy red carpets had been laid out where the carriages passed. Such extravagant behavior is not only a manifestation of royal majesty, but also a manifestation of the pride and pride of this country.

When the carriage enters the main road of Central Avenue in the Imperial Capital, it becomes even more lively.

Those waving arms, those eagerly curious eyes, crowded on both sides of the road. People scrambled to their feet and looked at the carriage that entered the road.

On both sides of the road where more than 100,000 people are scrambling to watch, about 20,000 halberd guards form two neatly divided lines, and on the inside of these silver armored halberd guards, there are 2,000 elite guards. The ceremonial knights, wearing red and green robes, held long flagpoles in their hands, and each flagpole was decorated with the family pattern of a nobleman.

When the convoy came to the main road, congratulatory music sounded on the houses on both sides. The red and green rose petals were lifted by the breeze and drifted towards the noisy crowd below, falling on the red carpet in the center or accompanying people. Body.

For a time, the whole city was shrouded in this festive wedding, and the beautiful petals fluttered with the wind, together with that melodious and joyous singing. Even the corners of the cities are much more stable today. No one will make trouble today. Many people living in poverty can also receive high-quality food from the great aristocrats and make them cheer for the future of this country.

In the end, this white rose-decorated motorcade slowly stopped at the gate of the central palace. The prince wearing a white dress was already waiting here. There are golden vine patterns on his collar and cuffs, and two freshly picked bright roses are inserted into his chest, one is red and the other is green.

A well-dressed aristocratic attendant stepped forward from both sides and spread the white velvet carpet from the carriage door to the palace steps. Such white and pure fur makes people unbearable to blaspheme, but now it is only used as a carpet for people to step on.

The maids opened the car door, and then helped the graceful and beautiful girl to step out of the carriage carefully, and the enamel high-heeled shoes with white gold flowers lightly landed on the soft carpet.

This young girl in a white dress was standing in the sun, her hair refracting the radiance of light and dark like the sun, and her suffocating face was like the most amazing gemstone in the world.

At this point, the sound of cheering drowned everything, and the whole city was boiling.

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The clock tower capital, Mozwa underground.

The passage is long and quiet, long and quiet.

When walking in it, everything in the field of vision is repeated without change, just like walking in a static picture, wandering in the corridor of time and space.

The girl's gray boots stepped on the stone stairs, and the delicate sound of the soles of the feet rubbing against the particles on the surface of the slate could be heard.

The dress was swinging in the air, and the slight shaking sound was so clear.

Walking in this extremely long passage, Lorraine Hill could clearly feel her heartbeat, as well as the slight breathing sound in her chest, and the cool air also made her skin feel chills.

The silent underground passage seemed to isolate everything from the outside world, and any small fluctuations in it were so clear. And such repeated echoes make people feel lonely and uneasy, and the road ahead seems to have no end.

After walking through the stairs that did not know how deep, Lorrain Hill suddenly heard a quarrel and fighting from the front, and she speeded up and rushed down.

"You **** idiot, you will only make everyone's efforts in vain!"

A gritted teeth sounded, and the master speaking was wearing a dark blue windbreaker and robe, with a sharp blade made of ice waving in his hand. He was constantly fighting against the opponent in the narrow passage, releasing a swift ice wind spell. Stay in the direction where your opponent is fleeing.

"I firmly don't approve of such behavior. This is a betrayal! This is a betrayal of all the sages of the magic sequence since the kingdom of Oz! You madmen!"

The other man wore a brown mage robe with metal locks on his clothes. When dancing in the air, he made a clinking sound. The stance shield that was deployed urgently also bounced off the ice skates shot by the opponent. But he didn't want to have a handle inserted through the shield into his shoulder, making him groan.

The two seemed to be very familiar with each other, so the fight was particularly fierce.

"You don't understand anything, coward! Any great achievement must be accompanied by sacrifice, even if the world does not understand what can be done, we will eventually open a new path in our way!"

"No, you are wrong. Such behavior will not bring any good results, it is just your incompetent anger." The brown-robed mage replied in a deep voice, and then suddenly held the opponent's weapon directly with his hand. And slam another fist into the opponent's chest.

"You! vomit--" Blood spurted from his mouth, and the man in the dark blue windbreaker looked at each other incredulously, then his pupils shrank, and two small sharp cold lights shot out from his eyes, and shot into the opponent who was close at hand. Face, blinding the other's eyes. But after that, his own eyes also lost focus, and he was at a loss.

"what!!"

The brown-robed mage released his hand and held his eyes in pain, but at this moment he couldn't see anything.

"Hahaha, you...you can't see it now, and you who are blind are like a useless person, who will believe you? As long as today and the end comes, you can't change it. Hahahaha, cough cough..." Another burst of blood coughed up, and the dark blue man fell to the ground and gradually stopped breathing. Only then did the dark red blood smear from his chest, showing the fact that his heart was damaged and busted.

The frosty cold wrapped his eyes and relieved the pain for the time being. The man in brown clothes slowly stood up from the ground. He fumbled for the wall, and then used a magical stand to break the sealed ice barrier, thinking of crawling above.

"No, I can't die yet. If I die, the wizards of the Ruerna family will be sinners of history forever." He murmured, groping for the walls and stairs with two palms, staggering along the passage. Inside. At this moment, there are still many wounds cut by ice skates on his body, and as he goes all the way, a drop of blood is left on the ground.

The blood and dust mixed together, showing a dim color, slowly infiltrating.

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When Lorrain Hill saw this man, he was already staggering due to excessive blood loss, and his whole body was shaky, as if he would help the wall to fall down at any time. In the passage that he walked through, the walls were also full of blood stains from his fingers, embarrassed and desolate.

It seems that he heard the footsteps in front of him in his weak consciousness, and the man raised his head, even though he could no longer see anything at this time.

"Who are you? Did you come from outside?" The voice was weak and eager, and trembling with a hint of tension.

"I came from the face, do you have any help." Lorraine Hill looked at the unstable man, stretched out the palm of his hand, and the strands of white light condensed from the air, and then surrounded this The man's body, help its blood and treatment.

"You are from the church, the pastor of the church, don't you!" There was surprise and excitement in his voice.

"Well, I am." The girl's voice was clear and ethereal.

"Please, hurry up. Hurry up and report to today's pope. It is said that some mages have gone down the wrong path. They have betrayed human beings. They want to reopen the gates of chaos and bring disaster to the world."

"Hurry up, what I said is absolutely true. Time is running fast. They have decided to start the ceremony today, and if you don't stop them by then, everything will be over."

"Everything is over..." His voice was crying and sad.

"I see, I will stop them. Is there anything else you want to say?" Lorrain Hill nodded solemnly, then took out the pocket watch from the inside of his clothes.

"Me? No, that's it. This news is very important. Please report it quickly and notify the headquarters of the Sage Association directly, because several sages have also betrayed." He panted and sat on the ground, thinking quickly. What loopholes are there.

The pocket watch in Lorrain Hill's hand glowed faintly, and the pointer in it began to rotate.

"What about you, do you have any wishes for yourself? If I go to report or move forward, I'm afraid I won't have time to continue to treat you."

"I....."

The man in brown stopped his various imaginations about various unconventional futures, and was silent for a short time. He recalled his life, the best mentor to him in his life, and his fellow mentor who was close to his family, and finally, The unbelievable face that died in his own hands.

"I have nothing... no family, no offspring, so don't worry and think about me."

"If you really want to say your wish, I only hope you can say when you report that this is the final awakening of a mage with a conscience. Even if all the mages of the Ruerna faction will be tried in the future, I hope that some of them will be innocent. People leave a way out."

"Not all mages are like this, nor are they like this at the beginning. The magic sequence long ago is also such a novel and hopeful extraordinary sequence, which symbolizes a new future and infinite possibilities... .." His voice became smaller and weaker, and finally stopped gradually~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I understand. "

Lorrain Hill looked at the man who was gradually resting, took a deep breath, then put away the pocket watch in his hand, thinking about rushing to the bottom of the passage.

Just now, she had informed Keti on the other end of the matter through her pocket watch, and Keti would arrive with Benes and the others.

Now, she can no longer wait with patience and eagerness. She can only go one step ahead and go directly to the deepest part of the earth to interfere and prevent the upcoming tragedy in advance.

Although I don't know what kind of experience and reasons it was, the wizards of the Ruerna family finally chose this path.

But in her cognition, behind the door is not the promised land of hope, but the source of endless grief.

As she saw in the information of the past time and space, and as recorded in the book of candlelight.

‘After the Archangel returned, there was only more loss and speechless sadness. ’