She Is Not a Witch

Western Continent, Canghong Empire.

It has been 6 years since that shocking change in the color of the world. After experiencing the civil turmoil in the imperial capital, the change of power, and the chaos of various struggles, the whole country finally stabilized for the time being.

Although the old nobles have not been defeated, their strength and influence are not as good as before. Under the promotion of the new emperor, a large number of military service lords entered high-level and key positions in the country. Most of them were born in Kusano, and were born to be at odds with the great nobles, and over the years have eroded the power and interests that originally belonged to the great nobles.

Faced with this situation, the great aristocrats were prepared to fight together, but under the superb power of the new emperor, some of the great aristocrats were bought and appointed as representatives of the new aristocratic council. Instead, their power was greater than before. As a result, divisions within the nobility also appeared. The original dark tide was surging, and the rebellion that broke out in various places was confessed by the inner ghost.

After receiving the news, the emperor sent his legions to various places to suppress, gather the land, wealth, and power of the rebellious nobles, and distribute some of them as rewards to the legions that counter the rebellion. In this way, he firmly grasped the support of the military. .

But he did not completely lose his mind and knocked down all the nobles. After his position was gradually stabilized, he gradually adopted a gentle policy and attracted many nobles in order to balance the power of the upper echelons of the country, so as not to completely lean towards one side.

In this way, after six years, the emperor, who was only in his twenties, firmly grasped this huge empire and allowed his will to carry through the empire.

With the implementation of the new military service system, more and more civilians and children of nobles entered the army, following the rise of the empire hundreds of years ago.

This year, another round of the imperial preaching team was drawn from the imperial capital to the place. They were dressed in crimson long clothes, holding a code and a scepter, and proclaimed the emperor's will.

Since the new emperor came to the throne, the landscape of this country has undergone tremendous changes. The previous oppression and injustice have been greatly alleviated under the enforcement and trial of the army. Many old powerful and powerful have been liquidated and overthrown, and the entire country has begun. Bring new life to life. Those who fell due to famine and poverty were also recruited into the army, so that law and order gradually became better.

The Great Southern City, Ceratis.

Eight claret-red military horses slowly pulled forward, and the body at the rear was like a ladder-shaped ladder. A ceremonial officer dressed in a gorgeous red robe and a golden crown stood on it, shouting loudly.

In front of and around the carriage, there was a sergeant in steel armor. They were dressed in dark red cloaks, holding halberds and flags high in their hands, and the bright red rose pattern violently fluttered in the wind.

This ceremonial official from the capital of the empire conveyed the words and will of the emperor. His voice spread far away under the influence of extraordinary power, and residents from all over the city were attracted by this.

"In order to end the turmoil of the millennia, to open up more land, and to enable the people of the empire to lead a better life."

"We, the citizens of the Canghong Empire, will plow out the land and everything needed by the empire with a sword!" The ceremonial officer read the emperor's words loudly. As the vehicles moved forward, bursts of bright red petals followed the wind. Floating, flying in the air.

The people in the city blocked the crowded streets. Adults and children, men and women, merchants, vendors, and noble civilians all looked at the tidy and prestigious square array. Some of them cheered, some talked, and the scene was lively and noisy. There was reverence and enthusiasm in those eyes.

Since the new emperor ascended the throne, this kind of religious worship has become more and more prosperous, and even some great aristocrats suspect that this is secretly promoted by the new emperor in order to stabilize his power and rule.

However, I have to say that because the timing of the coup d’état was too coincidental, and at the critical moment, Sun and Moon Tonghui completely pressed the entire balance on the side of the Edelman brothers, allowing it to clear the obstacles with the force of destruction. , Won the throne.

As a result, it also gave them a taste of destiny, which also caused the spread of folk worship.

On the tall car body, the gorgeously dressed ceremonial official was still shouting loudly, and his voice was like thunder, spreading everywhere.

"Then, for the supreme glory of the empire, but also for yourselves."

"You, men, willing, intention, start, move, complete, face, fight, fight, do you?"

"willing!"

The fanatical and unified voice overwhelmed everything, and this huge and powerful empire finally burned like flames.

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Old Ruhrna, now in Haoshi County, Liuli Province, Croatia.

There are prisoners dressed in hemp and gray clothes everywhere in the backer mine. He holds the mine in his hand, and carefully and painstakingly digs out the ore on the mountain wall.

This mine produces a fragile hyacinth zircon, which is an extraordinary material for certain alchemical creations. But because of its fragile texture, it cannot be violently mined, so it is collected manually by miners.

Under the scorching sun, many mines were exposed to direct sunlight, and the working environment was very harsh.

A man in his forties was still bending over and carefully digging a small hyacinth zircon he found, which was hidden and embedded in the rock and soil.

The light red soil and gravel gradually peeled off, and the stone the size of a quail egg slowly revealed itself. The man carefully took it down and put it in a small pot on the side. It was already covered with dusty cotton to prevent it. It's shattered.

"Huh, it's not easy." He exhaled and wiped his forehead with his gray arm to prevent sweat from getting into his eyes.

The man slowly straightened his waist to prevent the waist from flashing too quickly. Since the world changed, he has lost his extraordinary power and is now just a fragile middle-aged man.

After breathing for a while, he picked up the small jar next to him again and looked at the three shiny little stones, with a smile on his dark face. It seems that I can change a few more big steamed buns today.

Looking back at the surroundings, he saw a figure sitting in the shadow of the mountain wall, and then limply walked over.

"Hey, old Luck, how did you get today." He said hello, and then sat down by the side of the mountain, regardless of the gravel and dust on the ground, which he had long been used to.

"It's okay, find one." The man called Old Luck is probably in his 50s, with a lot of wrinkles on his face and muddy eyes. He squatted on the ground, his eyes half-open and half-closed, looking at the bright sun in the distance.

"When are you tall on such days..." Old Lake slowly spit out a sentence with sighs and sorrow in it.

"Hey, don't think about it, just go slowly like this. It's a day to live a day." The middle-aged man next to him persuaded him to put the little jar in his arms, leaning against the stone wall, and preparing to fight. A nap, through the hottest moment of the day.

"You just watch it, I can't do it. Recently I dreamed again." Old Luck's voice was full of nostalgia.

"What did you dream of."

"I dreamed that when I was young, when I was only about 19 years old, I was pursuing a beautiful fairy lady in Emenas. She is so beautiful and vigorous, like the rain and dew of the morning, it makes people want to get close and touch."

"What happened later, I remember your wife was the third daughter of the Phoenix family at that time."

"Indeed, my pursuit failed. Later, I returned to Mozwa and followed the arrangement of my grandfather to marry the daughter of the Phoenix family. And more than thirty years have passed since this moment." Old Luck recalled the past with his eyes drifting. distance.

"But now, I am alone again, with no wives and children..."

"Besides, I am still a prisoner now, and my past wealth and power are gone. I really can't find anything worth remembering to keep me alive..." Old Luck's voice gradually became low.

"When I dreamed of my youth, all I felt was deep despair, because I can't go back again..." As he said, Old Lake choked with sobs, leaving two lines of tears on his face.

The man next to him was scared and patted him on the back, and said slowly: "I know, I know, live well, don't think too much..."

"No, you don't understand, there is no one in your Shelia family involved in anyway, and I, our Walter family, have no descendants." He buried his face deeply in his palm, warm tears mixed with the black and gray Flowing down from the fingers.

"Hey..." The man next to him shook his head slightly and stopped speaking.

The two sat like this for a while, and a gun soldier in armor came over.

"Which of you is Whitley Shelly?"

"I am." The man in his forties stood up on the stone wall.

The soldier watched him look up and down, and then said, "Come with me."

Witley took the jar and followed the soldier in small steps. In the huge mine, many prisoners squatting in the shadows looked at the two people walking in the sun, and their eyes were a little numb. There is also a bit of envy.

The two walked to a small house on the edge of the mine. Two warriors in heavy armor looked at the two before waving their hands to let them go.

The soldier took Witley into the hut and said, "You have half an hour to communicate."

He put a worn brass clock on the table, then walked out.

Witley saw another woman in the room. She was about 20 years old, wearing a simple white cotton dress, standing by the table.

"You are... Letis?" Witley hesitated, after all, there are many differences between this girl and her memory.

Letis in the memory is so proud and beautiful, and the girl in front of her has dusty and tired brows and simple clothes.

"Yes, Uncle Witley." Letis's tired face showed a long-lost smile.

"It's been a long time," she said slowly, then let Witley sit down.

In the simple cabin, the sun shines in through the cracks in the roof and falls on the table. The dust floats slowly in the light, and there are several quiet cicadas outside the window, highlighting the heat of midsummer.

"Are you okay, Letis, did they do anything to you?" Willett looked at the girl in front of him with concern.

"I'm okay, because I was still in school when the war broke out, and later the Crancia military let me go. It's just that the rest of the family..." When she said this, Letis gradually dropped her head in her voice. Also gradually sinking.

"I know, I know, I was mentally prepared for some things early on." Willett comforted the girl in front of him.

"I am afraid that all the wealth of the family has disappeared, and those friends are probably gone. Now I am satisfied to see a living relative." Willett leaned back in his chair and said slowly. The Master of Magic Sequence 8 is now skinny, and his skin is tanned, and he can't see the whiteness it used to be.

"Will anyone survive in the family besides you?" Willett asked with concern.

"No more..." Letis lowered her head and said, a drop of water falling on her knees.

"Oh... it was so..."

"Perhaps this is punishment..." He sighed.

"How are you doing? Is life going well?" He stretched out his hand to comfort the only niece, but he reached halfway and saw the black gray on it, and slowly let it go.

"I'm working in a textile factory in Liuli Province. It's not bad." Letis wiped her tears and slowly raised her head.

"Well, did anyone bully you?" Willett asked slightly worried. After all, with Letis's appearance, dressed up a little, she is a stunning girl. If the law and order are not good, then...

"Fortunately, no one bullies me. All counties in Liuli Province have stricter controls. No one dares to mess around."

Willett recalled the soldiers in the mining area. His strict discipline had surprised him, but now that he thinks about it, other areas are not too bad.

"That's fine."

The room fell into silence for a while, and Willett wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say for a while, so he could only silently look at the girl in front of him, the jewel in the palm of the family.

Recalling that a few years ago, Letis was the eldest lady whom everyone sought and admired in Ruhrner's senior management, but now she has been reduced to working in a textile factory. The gap may not be what his uncle could have imagined. After all, she was only in her twenties. Unlike herself, she had already experienced too much wind and frost and looked away.

"Can you still practice alchemy and transcendental sequences?" Willett asked carefully after a long time.

"Perhaps, the times are different nowadays, and the new practice methods have changed a lot, and those of us who are not so glorious are forbidden to enter the academy and can only explore it by ourselves." Letis looked at the table on the table. Texture, she is only Magic Sequence 2 now, this is the result of her own groping privately, very slowly.

"It'll get better, take your time."

"As long as the official doesn't prohibit it, you can finally figure it out slowly, and then live well, don't forget your childhood dreams." Wei Leite's two hands were crossed uneasyly, and his rough palms rubbed against each other.

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As the two were talking, the brass clock on the table ticked, and the soldier standing outside the door also walked in.

"The time is up, it's time to go." His voice was indifferent, as if he had been accustomed to this tearful scene of sadness.

Willett stood up slowly with his body supported, his voice said intermittently.

"Live well and marry a well-deserved family in the future, even if you don't have the surname Shelia, as long as you are safe."

"You want your life to be stable, and uncle feels at ease..." Willett was taken out of the house by the soldier.

Letis looked at the thin, limping back in the scorching sun, her eyes gradually filled with liquid.

Once upon a time, this uncle was also a genius in the family. He was extremely handsome and suave. He was regarded by Rulner as the sequence 9 of the future, the heavenly pillar of the Shelia family.

But now, everything dissipates like a dream, turning into a painful reality.