"...It has nothing to do with you."
This is an elegant way of saying "you can control it" - after all, Gnicia also has the identity of a witch, and she quite agrees with this, at least she will not accept the somewhat contemptuous method of addressing "wild witch".
Now it was Emily's turn to look at her with strange eyes—the witch squeezed her chin, looked around Gnicia from head to toe, and finally asked, "Little guy, which forest did you come from?" ?”
Section 111 027. Identity
"Linzi?"
Gnicia somewhat hesitated, after all, it was Emily's turn to ask her back.
She understood what Ms. Emily meant, and she probably wanted to ask about her "origin".
Elves are a race that admires nature very much. Whether they live or practice, their habitat is generally inseparable from forests, valleys, fertile hills and other places where natural plants grow years ago, when Europa was more primitive and wild, the "tree of life" and its branches had spread throughout the area north of the Alps, and the original pure-blooded elves were not between elves, or elves. The descendants of interbreeding with other races themselves originate from the fruit on the tree, which symbolizes the life crystallization of Mother Earth.
And when there are too many elves in an area, they will take off a branch of the tree of life and take it to live in other places.
The elves will choose the most beautiful and magnificent land between the heavens and the earth to cultivate the branches of the tree of life of their own tribe, and that land will become the "holy land" of this elf tribe - and then the "holy land" established near the holy land will follow. Ned" - "the soil on which the sacred tree grows".
It may be difficult for human beings to understand this pioneering system. Even imperial officials often regard "Ned" as the core of an elf tribe, but in fact the place where the tree of life is planted is the most important lifeline. The elves There will be special troops guarding the tree of life, and their king himself will also serve as the ruler of the holy land.
Of course, there is no Elven King anymore, but the traditional system of "Holy Lands" has survived to some extent. The core of the elves' power is still built around the "Holy Lands" everywhere, and the "Ned" that most people think of— — just the city — it’s not the same.
So if you want to ask about the hometown of an elf, the most professional way to ask is to ask about the forest where she was born. Although her mother may have given birth to her in an unrelated place, most elves are more Identify with your tribe's sacred sites as the concept of "home."
This is especially true for druids, because they are the rulers of the traditional elven society under the rule of the empire. Now druids have replaced the power of the ancient kings. Elven lords, such as Silver Oak Saracel Adria, who had a verbal exchange with Gnicia, she herself is not only the guardian of the cedar forest, the patriarch of the Silver Oak family, but also Belgica's Doge, lord of the city of Trivolu of Augustus.
However, several epochs after the fall of the elven kingdom, if you want to get in touch with the way of druids, you must still follow the oldest druid must practice in the holy land, in which he can feel the natural cycle, the avenue of the universe, or communicate with the profound natural spirit, because every elf holy land is the land that once raised the branches of the tree of life, They are connected by invisible underground psychic veins, through which the power of nature flows, connecting all holy places to the origin of all - the original tree of life, Uktra Hill.
——Ms. Emily's question must be regarded as a professional one. She has obviously studied the elf society and knows that "sacred land" is more important than "city" to elves and druids.
It was difficult for Gnicia to answer her. Although theoretically speaking, all druids have a practice place. The different attributes of the holy land will determine the power tendency of the druid. From her visit this time In terms of mystical knowledge that was acquired in the past, the sacred place of the Vosges Valley is the Corona Peak, and the Earl Idol's family has also inherited the ancient elf power claim of "Guardian of the Corona Peak". The strongest natural force available to a druid usually stems from the "sun"—a warm but fiery force of nature.
But Gnicia herself is a rootless duck. She has no so-called practice ground at all, but she can obtain any power that fits her outfit within a reasonable range. Besides, Druids have file management. If If she just mentioned a place, maybe Emily could simply consult the local archdruid with her authority as a court mage... Then she probably revealed her secrets?
"Hmm... Are you embarrassed? Don't worry, I'm just asking out of personal curiosity. I won't use this information to blackmail you. Unlike Labos, I think you are quite likable? "
Gnicia muttered with little confidence: "Can I refuse to answer?"
"Of course not. Don't forget that you are a prisoner now, but you are not locked up with those poor people who were caught earlier. As a spellcaster, I am still willing to take care of my own kind—— Of course, this kind of care is based on you being obedient, understand?"
Ms. Emily didn't force her to answer immediately. The female mage soaked some dried fruits and leaves that were not very recognizable in hot water in front of Gnicia as drinks, and hesitated in Gnicia. When it was time, she took a delicate teapot and poured a small glass of water for each of them.
The hot tea soaked in dried fruit slices showed a nice light amber color. Gnicia picked it up and took a sip. There was a slightly sour aroma in the warmth.
She was stalling for time, and the girl lost her mind.
How should she answer?Presumably, this Ms. Emily should know something about the elf tribes around Gaul, so should I just pick a similar one to fool around, or...
Gnicia thought again of the status of a widowed orphan that she had used once.
God is sorry, for a person like her who has no past, I am afraid there is no better excuse than this.
However, "Strength" was quite critical of this, as if she had noticed some of Gnicia's little thoughts... Yes, Gnicia usually regards the four sages who shaped her and raised her as her parents. In terms of existence, when she claimed to have lost her mother, she actually felt weird in her heart-maybe "Power" also had similar thoughts. Does this claim to be a bit of a curse on the sages?
But although Ms. Emily didn't force her, the female mage herself seemed to belong to the very persistent category. She was doing her own thing in the room, cleaning the utensils, pruning a large number of flowers and exotic plants, but she just didn't leave. , Gnicia could feel that part of the woman's attention was always on herself, and she was waiting for the answer.
It's meaningless to spend like this, the girl finally opened her mouth first: "Actually, my mother..."
She repeated what she had said about her identity to the nuns at Candlestick Keep.
She thought it over, according to the sages, she has changed her body now in principle, because the body she used before seems to have been picked up by someone, but she, or that body, is not dead, but has been lost for a long time. state of sages make rules and abide by them. Even the most reckless of them did not directly interfere with the mortal world. Therefore, if she is not dead, it is impossible for the sages to force her to die suddenly. .
But Gnicia's long-term coma state is "not very interesting" and will make her miss important tasks, so the sages temporarily prepared a No. [-] body for her, which is the current one, to let her Continue activities without body number one returning to normal.
So in fact, her two bodies actually use the same identity. Although the figure seems to be slightly different, the appearance is definitely the same. If anyone recognizes her as a witch, they will definitely recognize her. She is currently active as a druid.
In other words, she needs to pay attention to keeping the words and deeds of the two bodies consistent when she is active, otherwise she will create an extremely fragmented and messy identity for herself, although this can make her full of mystery, But it is really not a good thing to gain the trust of mortals. Who would believe a nonsense person who was born in a different place yesterday and today?
So the girl became the unlucky girl who "lived in the suburbs of Dijon, lost her mother, and was caught once to escape corvee". The only difference was that this time her cheap mother who had never met became a druid.
This would at least keep her own information consistent. General Rabos must know something about her. If she talked about something else, she might lose the trust of the lady in front of her.
"You said your mother was a druid...human?"
"Yes."
Gnicia slightly puffed up her insignificant chest, trying to make herself appear more confident.
"I'm skeptical. Please forgive me. I haven't heard of any human beings who have accepted druid training in Upper Germania. There are no elves living in that place for a long time..."
Sure enough, she was not easy to fool.
Gnicia straightened her waist a little more, but she couldn't help but tighten her lips, for fear that Emily would question her further.
Emily obviously didn't fully trust her, but no matter what the reason was, the female mage finally chose to accept Gnicia's words after looking at her carefully for a while: "Forget it, these years are so chaotic, what happened? It’s impossible to say what kind of weird situation it is, not to mention that this is not an unacceptable thing, there are tens of thousands of human Druid followers in the Guangfushen Valley, um, then it’s not a shocking event to go further.”
After convincing herself with a few words, the female mage's erratic gaze suddenly returned to Gnicia. The strange look in her eyes still did not fade away, but the question at the end of the last chapter was changed. Change: "In other words, your mother taught you the way of nature, but never told you about witches?"
"Witch? I know this..."
"No, it doesn't refer to the witch itself, but..." Emily frowned suddenly, she hooked her finger towards the window, and the two wide open wooden windows magically closed following her gesture. When I got up, the light in the room suddenly dimmed by three points, leaving only a small half of the light from the window on the other side. "... That's the thing about the magic addiction."
The light can only fall on the floor a few steps away from the two of them now. Ms. Emily moved her hands a few times in a somewhat dim environment. Unlike before, which always had a clear meaning, these gestures of the female mage were cramped. And aimless, almost just a way for her to vent her excess emotions.
"Magic addiction? Excuse me, you mean...?"
Gnicia didn't understand what she wanted to say. Didn't they just talk about the addiction of other witches?
She still remembered that she just used those witches who did not submit to the empire as examples to show that magic addiction can not be controlled only by relying on the empire's aid. She actually understands the cost involved, but Gnicia hates the empire and wants to say something Just angry words, but Ms. Emily suddenly said that druids shouldn't speak for those wild witches, this turn is quite strange.
What does her being a druid have to do with the so-called "wild witch" addiction?
"You really don't know?"
Ms. Emily still seemed to think that she was covering up something, but Gnicia's confusion did not seem to be fake. As the two looked at each other, she gradually realized that this young girl might really not understand.
Dijon...it is indeed a large city, but compared to Paris, it is considered a rural place.
Although such things as occult knowledge are not easier to access if you live in a big city, it is true that there are some connections in it.
Emily tapped the tabletop a few times with her fingers, and she felt that she seemed to have grasped the identity of the girl in front of her.
A pretty silly country girl? didn't mean to look down on the other party, she just defined it based on Gnicia's words.
Young girls who don't understand anything are always easy to deceive. Of course, Emily thinks of herself very well. Although it is almost impossible for a witch to be a good old man who abides by the rules, she wants to make her move this kind of thing that goes against the world's concept. Thinking, the other party must have a side that meets her needs very well.
Hmm...that's a pretty, uninformed druid girl?
After displaying all four labels, the blond witch suddenly felt that she could think about it.
However, this doesn't seem to be very good.
The impulse in her heart was suppressed for a while. On the surface, the gentle smile on the witch's face was even stronger, and even the luster in her eyes softened a little.
"Then, let's talk about it."
Emily put her index finger on her rosy lips.
"Even wild witches need to solve the problem of magic addiction. It is very difficult for creatures like humans to directly absorb the magic essence in gemstones and minerals, but that kind of wandering witch doesn't have the money to hire people to set up a place to grow dim light plants for themselves , do you know how they do it?"
The girl shook her head ignorantly.
"Those bad women..."
As if consciously trying to scare her, Emily approached Gnicia, her eyes flickered with a gloomy cold light, and her tone gradually became gloomy: "What they like most is to catch you so stupid and have something to do to them." The druid who likes it, threw it into his secluded hiding place to serve him, and gave birth to those flowers and plants day after day..."
Chapter 112 028. Restless Heart (Happy New Year, and Ask for Tickets!)
Ms. Emily said things that Gnicia had never heard of, so the girl didn't take it to heart.
What's more, this in itself is not a big deal-in this chaotic era, it is really normal for the strong to enslave the weak. In order to strengthen the suppression of local alien races, Gaul even encouraged the common people of the empire to purchase them in various ways. Alien slaves have caused the imperial slave hunting teams in the surrounding areas to be active for several years. If this is the case for the country, let alone the individual level?
It's just that Ms. Emily said it mysteriously, as if she was hiding something more important... Of course, since she didn't say it, Gnicia certainly wouldn't guess randomly.
Ms. Emily then broke off the conversation.
"I'm going to the mayor's mansion. The special envoy of Earl Idol may be here today."
She seemed to have come here specially to enjoy her light grass, and after the magic addiction was relieved, she seemed somewhat relaxed.
"This is my bedroom, and you can live here while I'm away." Emily opened the window and introduced the house to Gnicia: "See that little room? Inside There is a separate bathroom, although it is on the second floor, the hygiene problem can be solved, and if you want to take a shower, you can tell the maids in the corridor outside the door, they will prepare enough hot water and pipe it in.”
She looked at Gnicia, and Gnicia looked back at her. After a few breaths, Emily added: "Labos lives opposite, if possible, you'd better not leave this room, I played a little trick in the room and he should have gotten away with it, but if you're here, I don't think I can totally make sure you're safe."
"Understood." But Gnicia thought of another thing: "I came with other people... Can you give me a chance to go out and meet him?"
She originally thought that the current situation would not happen. Yesterday evening, the coachman should have been waiting for her outside the villa. Now that the night has passed, she doesn't know if he saw the situation and ran away, or was also arrested. Get up... the military police shouldn't be so bold, dare to kill an innocent person in public, right?
Gnicia was very disturbed, she didn't want good-hearted people to suffer because of her.
"I think, no."
As expected, Emily rebuffed her request.
"Your current identity is an independentist associated with the Red Hood, a treasonous criminal, and at least a major suspect." The blonde female mage said to her seriously: "You should be able to understand what this identity can give you. The trouble you caused? Frankly speaking, I have to take some responsibility for keeping you. If you really committed something, maybe Rabos will use it against me. "
She narrowed her eyes and asked Gnicia: "So, you'd better stay here honestly, don't leave this corridor even if you go out, and don't have any thoughts of running away. Rabos didn't kill you, and I will be responsible for leading the team to arrest you, understand?"
Gnicia nodded heavily.
Emily sympathized with her depressed mood. The female mage raised her hand and patted her on the head twice, comforting: "I know who you are talking about. We sent him away yesterday. After all, the Imperial Gendarmerie and The group of the 'Golden Hoof' Legion came here to arrest criminals, not to disturb private land, and not to harm innocent people."
Her hand slid down and landed on Gnicia's shoulder: "Then, let's tell the truth a little bit, do you have anything to do with the Red Hood?"
"That man... Labos, what did he say?"
The girl believed that the court mage should have communicated with General Rabos beforehand. After all, she even skipped the question of her own identity when she came to ask her questions... It was as if the empire had already defined her sex.
"Here, it's exactly what I said just now. 'Murderer', 'Witch', 'Red Hooded Party', 'Traitor'—your identity is really complicated. Fort, he said that you corrupted several nuns to assist you in your evil witchcraft, and tried to convert the church into your own demon altar... It's crazy, I want to know more and more what's going on in his mind... "
As the female mage spoke, she suddenly reached out and tapped Gnicia's forehead.
An indistinct and mysterious force passed over Gnicia's forehead like a breeze, and a slight coolness flashed across, and then the female mage withdrew her hand: "...No matter how you look at it, your magic skills They should all be at the rookie level, you have almost no spellcasting experience, right?"
"That's right..."
She really doesn't have much spellcasting experience.
Ordinary people have no way of distinguishing between spellcasters and non-casters, but it is much more convenient for people who have received professional training, or between spellcasters.
Frequent application of mysterious powers - including arcane spells, druid spells, and other messy spells, etc., will more or less lead to changes in the human body. To describe it in other ways, it is almost like exercising too much People who are more powerful will become stronger, and the body of a spellcaster with rich spellcasting experience will naturally be more inclined to the mysterious power itself.
In order to quickly master a certain level of self-defense skills, Gnicia has received magic training in the small sanctuary of the sages, but according to the sages, the exercises she does at home can only increase her experience, not let her The body became stronger, because what appeared in the sanctuary was only her spirit. Whenever she stepped into the door to leave, her spirit would resonate with the mortal body and start to act normally.
So her body is indeed an inexperienced child, and the only spell she has used should be to make a stick to beat the forest demon.
Emily sighed, and asked back: "Let's not pursue other questions, tell me, are you related to the Red Hood?"
Gnicia replied cautiously: "Before I was escorted to Pine Candle, I never saw any member of the Red Hood."
She seemed relieved to see Emily.
"Just like I said, stay here." The female mage looked at the sky outside, and she seemed to be a little impetuous when it was time to leave. "And you can look at the things in the house, but don't touch them, understand? Some of these cute children are very dangerous. If you are not sure, you'd better not even touch the glass cover, huh?"
Gnicia reluctantly made a cute appearance for her.
……
To be honest, when you are locked in a room alone and told not to travel, even if you have no intention of leaving, it will be a little awkward in your heart.
Gnicia is in this state now.
In fact, she is not a very lively type. The chapel of the sages is not big, and sometimes no one communicates with her for a day or two, but she looks at the scenery by herself, recalls her past experiences, and even Lying in bed basking in the sun and sleeping can also kill a lot of now that she obviously has many places to go, but her freedom is forcibly restricted, she began to feel a little restless.
The first half day was I said before, Bruyères is a city built among several small hills. The villa occupied by the Imperial Procuratorate happened to be located on a slightly higher terrain, so she only had to stand by the bed and look out. , you can see the scene of the city.
The direction of this villa should be facing south, and the bedroom window also faces the south. During this time, there is plenty of sunlight, and the autumn breeze blows by, but Gnicia does not feel cold at all.
The end of October—according to the time, Europa will soon usher in winter, but the valley still maintains a subtle warmth.
It felt like spring was just getting warmer. Gnicia was wrapped a little thicker, but she didn't feel cold, but there was a slight warmth under the tightened neckline.
The girl stood by the window, she temporarily forgot the unpleasant things that made her suffer, and calmed down to look down at the scenery under the hill.
"City".
This is a familiar yet unfamiliar, very novel concept to her.
Before being put into the mortal world for the first time, Gnicia's life seemed to be blank, and her only communication partners were the four kind of isolation makes her long for more people to communicate with, the more the better, even if she can't talk to them, as long as she can see a "person" similar to herself, that's good.
This is an elegant way of saying "you can control it" - after all, Gnicia also has the identity of a witch, and she quite agrees with this, at least she will not accept the somewhat contemptuous method of addressing "wild witch".
Now it was Emily's turn to look at her with strange eyes—the witch squeezed her chin, looked around Gnicia from head to toe, and finally asked, "Little guy, which forest did you come from?" ?”
Section 111 027. Identity
"Linzi?"
Gnicia somewhat hesitated, after all, it was Emily's turn to ask her back.
She understood what Ms. Emily meant, and she probably wanted to ask about her "origin".
Elves are a race that admires nature very much. Whether they live or practice, their habitat is generally inseparable from forests, valleys, fertile hills and other places where natural plants grow years ago, when Europa was more primitive and wild, the "tree of life" and its branches had spread throughout the area north of the Alps, and the original pure-blooded elves were not between elves, or elves. The descendants of interbreeding with other races themselves originate from the fruit on the tree, which symbolizes the life crystallization of Mother Earth.
And when there are too many elves in an area, they will take off a branch of the tree of life and take it to live in other places.
The elves will choose the most beautiful and magnificent land between the heavens and the earth to cultivate the branches of the tree of life of their own tribe, and that land will become the "holy land" of this elf tribe - and then the "holy land" established near the holy land will follow. Ned" - "the soil on which the sacred tree grows".
It may be difficult for human beings to understand this pioneering system. Even imperial officials often regard "Ned" as the core of an elf tribe, but in fact the place where the tree of life is planted is the most important lifeline. The elves There will be special troops guarding the tree of life, and their king himself will also serve as the ruler of the holy land.
Of course, there is no Elven King anymore, but the traditional system of "Holy Lands" has survived to some extent. The core of the elves' power is still built around the "Holy Lands" everywhere, and the "Ned" that most people think of— — just the city — it’s not the same.
So if you want to ask about the hometown of an elf, the most professional way to ask is to ask about the forest where she was born. Although her mother may have given birth to her in an unrelated place, most elves are more Identify with your tribe's sacred sites as the concept of "home."
This is especially true for druids, because they are the rulers of the traditional elven society under the rule of the empire. Now druids have replaced the power of the ancient kings. Elven lords, such as Silver Oak Saracel Adria, who had a verbal exchange with Gnicia, she herself is not only the guardian of the cedar forest, the patriarch of the Silver Oak family, but also Belgica's Doge, lord of the city of Trivolu of Augustus.
However, several epochs after the fall of the elven kingdom, if you want to get in touch with the way of druids, you must still follow the oldest druid must practice in the holy land, in which he can feel the natural cycle, the avenue of the universe, or communicate with the profound natural spirit, because every elf holy land is the land that once raised the branches of the tree of life, They are connected by invisible underground psychic veins, through which the power of nature flows, connecting all holy places to the origin of all - the original tree of life, Uktra Hill.
——Ms. Emily's question must be regarded as a professional one. She has obviously studied the elf society and knows that "sacred land" is more important than "city" to elves and druids.
It was difficult for Gnicia to answer her. Although theoretically speaking, all druids have a practice place. The different attributes of the holy land will determine the power tendency of the druid. From her visit this time In terms of mystical knowledge that was acquired in the past, the sacred place of the Vosges Valley is the Corona Peak, and the Earl Idol's family has also inherited the ancient elf power claim of "Guardian of the Corona Peak". The strongest natural force available to a druid usually stems from the "sun"—a warm but fiery force of nature.
But Gnicia herself is a rootless duck. She has no so-called practice ground at all, but she can obtain any power that fits her outfit within a reasonable range. Besides, Druids have file management. If If she just mentioned a place, maybe Emily could simply consult the local archdruid with her authority as a court mage... Then she probably revealed her secrets?
"Hmm... Are you embarrassed? Don't worry, I'm just asking out of personal curiosity. I won't use this information to blackmail you. Unlike Labos, I think you are quite likable? "
Gnicia muttered with little confidence: "Can I refuse to answer?"
"Of course not. Don't forget that you are a prisoner now, but you are not locked up with those poor people who were caught earlier. As a spellcaster, I am still willing to take care of my own kind—— Of course, this kind of care is based on you being obedient, understand?"
Ms. Emily didn't force her to answer immediately. The female mage soaked some dried fruits and leaves that were not very recognizable in hot water in front of Gnicia as drinks, and hesitated in Gnicia. When it was time, she took a delicate teapot and poured a small glass of water for each of them.
The hot tea soaked in dried fruit slices showed a nice light amber color. Gnicia picked it up and took a sip. There was a slightly sour aroma in the warmth.
She was stalling for time, and the girl lost her mind.
How should she answer?Presumably, this Ms. Emily should know something about the elf tribes around Gaul, so should I just pick a similar one to fool around, or...
Gnicia thought again of the status of a widowed orphan that she had used once.
God is sorry, for a person like her who has no past, I am afraid there is no better excuse than this.
However, "Strength" was quite critical of this, as if she had noticed some of Gnicia's little thoughts... Yes, Gnicia usually regards the four sages who shaped her and raised her as her parents. In terms of existence, when she claimed to have lost her mother, she actually felt weird in her heart-maybe "Power" also had similar thoughts. Does this claim to be a bit of a curse on the sages?
But although Ms. Emily didn't force her, the female mage herself seemed to belong to the very persistent category. She was doing her own thing in the room, cleaning the utensils, pruning a large number of flowers and exotic plants, but she just didn't leave. , Gnicia could feel that part of the woman's attention was always on herself, and she was waiting for the answer.
It's meaningless to spend like this, the girl finally opened her mouth first: "Actually, my mother..."
She repeated what she had said about her identity to the nuns at Candlestick Keep.
She thought it over, according to the sages, she has changed her body now in principle, because the body she used before seems to have been picked up by someone, but she, or that body, is not dead, but has been lost for a long time. state of sages make rules and abide by them. Even the most reckless of them did not directly interfere with the mortal world. Therefore, if she is not dead, it is impossible for the sages to force her to die suddenly. .
But Gnicia's long-term coma state is "not very interesting" and will make her miss important tasks, so the sages temporarily prepared a No. [-] body for her, which is the current one, to let her Continue activities without body number one returning to normal.
So in fact, her two bodies actually use the same identity. Although the figure seems to be slightly different, the appearance is definitely the same. If anyone recognizes her as a witch, they will definitely recognize her. She is currently active as a druid.
In other words, she needs to pay attention to keeping the words and deeds of the two bodies consistent when she is active, otherwise she will create an extremely fragmented and messy identity for herself, although this can make her full of mystery, But it is really not a good thing to gain the trust of mortals. Who would believe a nonsense person who was born in a different place yesterday and today?
So the girl became the unlucky girl who "lived in the suburbs of Dijon, lost her mother, and was caught once to escape corvee". The only difference was that this time her cheap mother who had never met became a druid.
This would at least keep her own information consistent. General Rabos must know something about her. If she talked about something else, she might lose the trust of the lady in front of her.
"You said your mother was a druid...human?"
"Yes."
Gnicia slightly puffed up her insignificant chest, trying to make herself appear more confident.
"I'm skeptical. Please forgive me. I haven't heard of any human beings who have accepted druid training in Upper Germania. There are no elves living in that place for a long time..."
Sure enough, she was not easy to fool.
Gnicia straightened her waist a little more, but she couldn't help but tighten her lips, for fear that Emily would question her further.
Emily obviously didn't fully trust her, but no matter what the reason was, the female mage finally chose to accept Gnicia's words after looking at her carefully for a while: "Forget it, these years are so chaotic, what happened? It’s impossible to say what kind of weird situation it is, not to mention that this is not an unacceptable thing, there are tens of thousands of human Druid followers in the Guangfushen Valley, um, then it’s not a shocking event to go further.”
After convincing herself with a few words, the female mage's erratic gaze suddenly returned to Gnicia. The strange look in her eyes still did not fade away, but the question at the end of the last chapter was changed. Change: "In other words, your mother taught you the way of nature, but never told you about witches?"
"Witch? I know this..."
"No, it doesn't refer to the witch itself, but..." Emily frowned suddenly, she hooked her finger towards the window, and the two wide open wooden windows magically closed following her gesture. When I got up, the light in the room suddenly dimmed by three points, leaving only a small half of the light from the window on the other side. "... That's the thing about the magic addiction."
The light can only fall on the floor a few steps away from the two of them now. Ms. Emily moved her hands a few times in a somewhat dim environment. Unlike before, which always had a clear meaning, these gestures of the female mage were cramped. And aimless, almost just a way for her to vent her excess emotions.
"Magic addiction? Excuse me, you mean...?"
Gnicia didn't understand what she wanted to say. Didn't they just talk about the addiction of other witches?
She still remembered that she just used those witches who did not submit to the empire as examples to show that magic addiction can not be controlled only by relying on the empire's aid. She actually understands the cost involved, but Gnicia hates the empire and wants to say something Just angry words, but Ms. Emily suddenly said that druids shouldn't speak for those wild witches, this turn is quite strange.
What does her being a druid have to do with the so-called "wild witch" addiction?
"You really don't know?"
Ms. Emily still seemed to think that she was covering up something, but Gnicia's confusion did not seem to be fake. As the two looked at each other, she gradually realized that this young girl might really not understand.
Dijon...it is indeed a large city, but compared to Paris, it is considered a rural place.
Although such things as occult knowledge are not easier to access if you live in a big city, it is true that there are some connections in it.
Emily tapped the tabletop a few times with her fingers, and she felt that she seemed to have grasped the identity of the girl in front of her.
A pretty silly country girl? didn't mean to look down on the other party, she just defined it based on Gnicia's words.
Young girls who don't understand anything are always easy to deceive. Of course, Emily thinks of herself very well. Although it is almost impossible for a witch to be a good old man who abides by the rules, she wants to make her move this kind of thing that goes against the world's concept. Thinking, the other party must have a side that meets her needs very well.
Hmm...that's a pretty, uninformed druid girl?
After displaying all four labels, the blond witch suddenly felt that she could think about it.
However, this doesn't seem to be very good.
The impulse in her heart was suppressed for a while. On the surface, the gentle smile on the witch's face was even stronger, and even the luster in her eyes softened a little.
"Then, let's talk about it."
Emily put her index finger on her rosy lips.
"Even wild witches need to solve the problem of magic addiction. It is very difficult for creatures like humans to directly absorb the magic essence in gemstones and minerals, but that kind of wandering witch doesn't have the money to hire people to set up a place to grow dim light plants for themselves , do you know how they do it?"
The girl shook her head ignorantly.
"Those bad women..."
As if consciously trying to scare her, Emily approached Gnicia, her eyes flickered with a gloomy cold light, and her tone gradually became gloomy: "What they like most is to catch you so stupid and have something to do to them." The druid who likes it, threw it into his secluded hiding place to serve him, and gave birth to those flowers and plants day after day..."
Chapter 112 028. Restless Heart (Happy New Year, and Ask for Tickets!)
Ms. Emily said things that Gnicia had never heard of, so the girl didn't take it to heart.
What's more, this in itself is not a big deal-in this chaotic era, it is really normal for the strong to enslave the weak. In order to strengthen the suppression of local alien races, Gaul even encouraged the common people of the empire to purchase them in various ways. Alien slaves have caused the imperial slave hunting teams in the surrounding areas to be active for several years. If this is the case for the country, let alone the individual level?
It's just that Ms. Emily said it mysteriously, as if she was hiding something more important... Of course, since she didn't say it, Gnicia certainly wouldn't guess randomly.
Ms. Emily then broke off the conversation.
"I'm going to the mayor's mansion. The special envoy of Earl Idol may be here today."
She seemed to have come here specially to enjoy her light grass, and after the magic addiction was relieved, she seemed somewhat relaxed.
"This is my bedroom, and you can live here while I'm away." Emily opened the window and introduced the house to Gnicia: "See that little room? Inside There is a separate bathroom, although it is on the second floor, the hygiene problem can be solved, and if you want to take a shower, you can tell the maids in the corridor outside the door, they will prepare enough hot water and pipe it in.”
She looked at Gnicia, and Gnicia looked back at her. After a few breaths, Emily added: "Labos lives opposite, if possible, you'd better not leave this room, I played a little trick in the room and he should have gotten away with it, but if you're here, I don't think I can totally make sure you're safe."
"Understood." But Gnicia thought of another thing: "I came with other people... Can you give me a chance to go out and meet him?"
She originally thought that the current situation would not happen. Yesterday evening, the coachman should have been waiting for her outside the villa. Now that the night has passed, she doesn't know if he saw the situation and ran away, or was also arrested. Get up... the military police shouldn't be so bold, dare to kill an innocent person in public, right?
Gnicia was very disturbed, she didn't want good-hearted people to suffer because of her.
"I think, no."
As expected, Emily rebuffed her request.
"Your current identity is an independentist associated with the Red Hood, a treasonous criminal, and at least a major suspect." The blonde female mage said to her seriously: "You should be able to understand what this identity can give you. The trouble you caused? Frankly speaking, I have to take some responsibility for keeping you. If you really committed something, maybe Rabos will use it against me. "
She narrowed her eyes and asked Gnicia: "So, you'd better stay here honestly, don't leave this corridor even if you go out, and don't have any thoughts of running away. Rabos didn't kill you, and I will be responsible for leading the team to arrest you, understand?"
Gnicia nodded heavily.
Emily sympathized with her depressed mood. The female mage raised her hand and patted her on the head twice, comforting: "I know who you are talking about. We sent him away yesterday. After all, the Imperial Gendarmerie and The group of the 'Golden Hoof' Legion came here to arrest criminals, not to disturb private land, and not to harm innocent people."
Her hand slid down and landed on Gnicia's shoulder: "Then, let's tell the truth a little bit, do you have anything to do with the Red Hood?"
"That man... Labos, what did he say?"
The girl believed that the court mage should have communicated with General Rabos beforehand. After all, she even skipped the question of her own identity when she came to ask her questions... It was as if the empire had already defined her sex.
"Here, it's exactly what I said just now. 'Murderer', 'Witch', 'Red Hooded Party', 'Traitor'—your identity is really complicated. Fort, he said that you corrupted several nuns to assist you in your evil witchcraft, and tried to convert the church into your own demon altar... It's crazy, I want to know more and more what's going on in his mind... "
As the female mage spoke, she suddenly reached out and tapped Gnicia's forehead.
An indistinct and mysterious force passed over Gnicia's forehead like a breeze, and a slight coolness flashed across, and then the female mage withdrew her hand: "...No matter how you look at it, your magic skills They should all be at the rookie level, you have almost no spellcasting experience, right?"
"That's right..."
She really doesn't have much spellcasting experience.
Ordinary people have no way of distinguishing between spellcasters and non-casters, but it is much more convenient for people who have received professional training, or between spellcasters.
Frequent application of mysterious powers - including arcane spells, druid spells, and other messy spells, etc., will more or less lead to changes in the human body. To describe it in other ways, it is almost like exercising too much People who are more powerful will become stronger, and the body of a spellcaster with rich spellcasting experience will naturally be more inclined to the mysterious power itself.
In order to quickly master a certain level of self-defense skills, Gnicia has received magic training in the small sanctuary of the sages, but according to the sages, the exercises she does at home can only increase her experience, not let her The body became stronger, because what appeared in the sanctuary was only her spirit. Whenever she stepped into the door to leave, her spirit would resonate with the mortal body and start to act normally.
So her body is indeed an inexperienced child, and the only spell she has used should be to make a stick to beat the forest demon.
Emily sighed, and asked back: "Let's not pursue other questions, tell me, are you related to the Red Hood?"
Gnicia replied cautiously: "Before I was escorted to Pine Candle, I never saw any member of the Red Hood."
She seemed relieved to see Emily.
"Just like I said, stay here." The female mage looked at the sky outside, and she seemed to be a little impetuous when it was time to leave. "And you can look at the things in the house, but don't touch them, understand? Some of these cute children are very dangerous. If you are not sure, you'd better not even touch the glass cover, huh?"
Gnicia reluctantly made a cute appearance for her.
……
To be honest, when you are locked in a room alone and told not to travel, even if you have no intention of leaving, it will be a little awkward in your heart.
Gnicia is in this state now.
In fact, she is not a very lively type. The chapel of the sages is not big, and sometimes no one communicates with her for a day or two, but she looks at the scenery by herself, recalls her past experiences, and even Lying in bed basking in the sun and sleeping can also kill a lot of now that she obviously has many places to go, but her freedom is forcibly restricted, she began to feel a little restless.
The first half day was I said before, Bruyères is a city built among several small hills. The villa occupied by the Imperial Procuratorate happened to be located on a slightly higher terrain, so she only had to stand by the bed and look out. , you can see the scene of the city.
The direction of this villa should be facing south, and the bedroom window also faces the south. During this time, there is plenty of sunlight, and the autumn breeze blows by, but Gnicia does not feel cold at all.
The end of October—according to the time, Europa will soon usher in winter, but the valley still maintains a subtle warmth.
It felt like spring was just getting warmer. Gnicia was wrapped a little thicker, but she didn't feel cold, but there was a slight warmth under the tightened neckline.
The girl stood by the window, she temporarily forgot the unpleasant things that made her suffer, and calmed down to look down at the scenery under the hill.
"City".
This is a familiar yet unfamiliar, very novel concept to her.
Before being put into the mortal world for the first time, Gnicia's life seemed to be blank, and her only communication partners were the four kind of isolation makes her long for more people to communicate with, the more the better, even if she can't talk to them, as long as she can see a "person" similar to herself, that's good.
