She Is Not a Witch

　　 After asking a few escorts to take the Hellis family back, Lorrain Hill continued to ride back in the carriage.

Hopelander at night is a bit more lively than during the day. After a tiring day at work, everyone likes to go out and take a drive. There is no 996 work system in this world, and there is no convenient and bright electric light, so you usually get off work after dark. rest.

There are lanterns hanging on the street stalls, selling small accessories, snacks, and even music tin boxes. This is an alchemy prop that can record the sound and then play it. After several improvements Later, the price is not too expensive.

　　 The orange light flowing from the window of the car shone into the dark carriage, and as the carriage moved forward, the light and shade of the light turned and retreated on the small table. Listening to the noisy night market outside, Lorrain Hill remembered the scene when she was off work in her previous life, and it was the same.

Inside the dull bus, the high-rise buildings beside the road, as many as starry neon lights, illuminate the night, and the orange lights are sprinkled on the tired face. It is very quiet. You can only hear the roar of the bus and the announcement of the stop. Everyone All sitting together, but silently, only occasionally saw faces illuminated by the light from the phone screen. Faced with such a quiet carriage, she once felt lonely occasionally, but occasionally enjoyed it.

　　The loneliness is because working in a big city, it is difficult to meet relatives and friends familiar with me in the past, and I can only savor every bit of experience in my life. Enjoyment is because she will not be disturbed by the people around her. She goes to uninterested meals, relatives gatherings, entertaining guests, etc. After get off work, she can enjoy the free and comfortable time alone when she is alone, free to do whatever she wants. The heart is like running in the wilderness under the stars, washing away the dust and worries of the day.

Lorrain Hill leaned on the armrest of the sofa, looking at the dots of light outside the car window, and couldn't help but feel disgusted by the conspiracy and tricks of assassination. Why don't people want to get everything with their hands sincerely and diligently, but always want to leave It's a shortcut. The word diligence once has become unpopular. Countless people have promoted all kinds of anxiety in various channels, and the overwhelming advertisements tell you that only in this way can you be considered a living ‘advanced’ and a living success. You have to make a lot of money, get rich overnight, you have to live as a role model envied by others, care about your future more than your parents, and then sell their courses and products and tell how to be more successful.

For the sake of superiority and competition, everyone no longer thinks about how to polish the product. Instead, they have an in-depth study of advertising, bringing goods, blacking out opponents, and making trips. The hypocritical face under the glamorous coat makes people no longer It's hard to believe.

The carriage slowly drove into the courtyard of the Chamber of Commerce, allowing Lorrain Hill to slowly wake up from the immersive memories, step off the carriage, and then start dinner. Today, the main course is grilled cod with vegetable broth and bacon. Bread, and a few coconut puddings after the end.

　　 Watching several maids arrange the dinner under candle light, the girl frowned slightly, and then stretched out again, as if nothing happened. After the dinner, she returned to the bedroom to rest.

　　 In front of the dressing table illuminated by candlelight, Lorrain Hill looked at himself in the mirror and blinked his blue and transparent pupils. Am I so good to bully, assassinating myself again and again, am I not afraid of my revenge?

　　 When the candle burns, it emits a faint scent, and a feeling of sleep and sleep begins to hit, but it is not very strong, and it is very secret and difficult to detect. She looked at the candle and didn't blow it out. Usually, a candle is indeed lit in her bedroom. Sometimes she would read and see it late in the bedroom.

　　If she hadn't known all of this, some food in the dinner would react miraculously with the scent of the candle, making her sleep forever tonight and never wake up again.

　　 Looking at this long-premeditated candle, she slowly stood up, wondering what would a normal person do at this moment? Immediately called the guards of the courtyard, closed the Chamber of Commerce headquarters, and conducted a large-scale search, and then tortured and reasoned one by one to find out the murderer?

　　 is like walking in a maze in dense fog, everything is full of confusion and incomprehension.

　　 Chelsea’s investigations these days have found that Seres is actually in contact with the Helliss family. He also knows Mrs. Mela’s past and has not investigated it wholeheartedly. The crossbow and its carriage and driver belonged to the Nissos family. The guard next to Mei Lu suddenly made a move. The Hollis family really didn't know, or deliberately thinking backwards, making people think that it was someone else's planting and setting up. Is Tisifone’s family behind the scenes or just a thug. And the blue poison on the guard's sword came from a rare flower cultivated by the Anemi family, and how much the Anemi family participated in it.

　　 All these thoughts just made Lorrain Hill feel a kind of disgust and anger from the heart. Is it so fun to instigate discord and play with people's hearts?

I think I’m hiding in a safe dark place, teasing others with all kinds of conspiracies, and then screaming and complacent, to show how clever I am, how superb my methods are, and I can handle everything by means of strategy, as if everyone is just in his hands. Playing chess pieces. It's absurd to kill people easily and invisible, and then let the victim thank the murderer in turn.

　　 The girl opened the curtains, looked at the moonless starry sky, and stood still for a long time.

　　 Then her golden hair gradually faded, and then dyed with a layer of translucent cyan. The silky hair and skirt gradually floated in the evening breeze, and the brilliance of her pupils continued to flow, like emerald stars.

　　 "You don't know anything about true power."

　　 As the voice fell, she gently jumped from the window sill, and then her figure flew up in the night~www.readwn.com~ like a rising star.

　　 The wind whizzed in her ears, her hair was flying fast, her speed was getting faster and faster, breaking through layers of air currents, the earth in the field of vision became smaller and smaller, and the vast sky was getting closer and closer.

　　 Hopelander in the night, tens of thousands of lights, dotted with lights, and occasional light sweeps through the lighthouse on the harbour.

The earth is like a huge and dark canvas, the mountains and forests in the north are dark and dark, and the cities built along the coast embrace the deep blue ocean like crescents. The crescents are lit by lights, like stars on the ground, occasionally sailing ships entering the port. It is as small as an ant.

　　 Turned around and looked down on this land, countless atmospheres around Lorrain Hill began to flow, light breeze within a radius of tens of kilometers began to continue to surround, countless emerald natural magic like fireflies flow with the breeze. The horror of mythical talent began to show, and the raging wind became extremely meek and obedient in her hands, as if everything should be the case.

　　 "Let us end this dumb fan."

　　 Lorrain Hill's right hand was gently pressed, and the violent wind that stretched for several kilometers carried the gradually transparent natural magic power, and slowly fell from the sky.

The weather vane on the coast suddenly turned, the street trees on the street were constantly swaying in the wind, the leaves were rustling, and the charcoal fires on the street grills suddenly burned brighter and brighter. The whole city was slowly filled by the night wind, and countless scenery , The position of the characters, and the voice of conversation, all continuously fed back to Lorrain Hill's mind and consciousness through the night breeze.

　　 Dreamy and emerald green eyes seemed to have endless information flowing, and the breeze was clear. Everything in this city was presented to her in detail, without any secrets to hide.

　　 Facing the enemy's game of conspiracy, she kicked it over, so simple and rude, but powerful and efficient.

　　 "So it's you guys."