Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva

The wind in the wilderness blew slowly, and the white birch trees on the hills swayed. The few people passed through the rolling wheat fields and saw a traveler riding a horse and playing the flute not far away.

"Anyway, this place really feels a bit like another world."

Walking on the dirt road, the withered yellow grass leaves struggled to grow, and the slender stems and leaves trembled in the wind. The few people looked at the orange sun and hills in the distance and expressed their feelings.

"The white stone ruins on the hill over there are the former watchtowers." Odney raised her finger.

"That's right, the townspeople said it was on the hill."

"How did it break down at that time?"

"It is said that the wooden beams inside were gnawed by mice, and then it was hit by wind and rain, and then it collapsed."

"Is there no one to maintain it?"

"I don't know, maybe someone maintained it before." The few people came to the foot of the hill and looked up.

Going up the slope, the six people came to the collapsed watchtower and looked around.

"How to maintain this? The commission didn't say anything. Do we really have to build it brick by brick?"

"I don't know. There's no hint at all. Maybe this is also a kind of freedom. It depends on how you plan to complete it."

"Since it's a game, there will be unsolvable commissions. Let's look for it in the ruins first."

The six people walked in the rubble and collapsed buildings, looking around, and occasionally kicked away the bricks to see if there was anything hidden.

"It seems nothing, hey." Blanche just said that she was tripped by the stone under her feet and almost fell on the bricks.

Fortunately, she is also a Sequence 4 Beyonder, not so fragile, and she reacted quickly, then supported herself on the ground and stabilized her body.

"Huh, I almost scratched my skin."

She looked at the white ash on her hands and wanted to wipe it off, but suddenly saw something different in the corner of her eye.

"Wait, what is this?" She looked carefully along the line of sight, and then moved the bricks on it.

"It looks like a weapon." She saw the cold and hard metal part.

"What did you find?" Shui Yanqing walked over.

Then the two of them worked together to move the stone away, revealing the double-edged axe lying inside.

"Wow, it's really beautiful, and there are small words engraved on it."

Hearing the two people's discovery, the other people also gathered around.

Both sides of the axe are like crescents, and there are interlaced vine patterns near the edge of the blade, and there is a line of Elf words engraved in the middle of the axe.

'Royal Glory'

Touching the axe blade, Orles read out the ancient Elf inscriptions on it, and then the axe glowed with a faint silver light, and lines of data emerged.

'Royal Glory': Silver-quality two-handed axe, of excellent quality, it is said to be a high-level weapon used by the queen's royal guards, with strong armor-breaking ability, and heavy and durable. (Already bound)

"No matter how you look at it, this is a very powerful weapon in the early stage." Pulin nodded.

"It's a pity that we don't have 'axemen' in our team now, and no one can equip them."

"With this, it will be easy to break the hippopotamus' defense."

"Now Orles and Pulin haven't changed their jobs yet, so they can just have one axemen." Everyone suggested.

"Wait a minute, it seems to be bound."

Seeing the last word "bound", and looking at Orles with a regretful face, several people present suddenly laughed.

"I always feel that it will be a difficult choice."

"It's over, now Orles will become a heavy armor warrior."

"This is probably a huge challenge."

"High-level weapons appear in the early stage, there must be some restrictions on Easter eggs, but I didn't expect the trap to be to read out the elf inscriptions on it."

"It's rare for Orles to see the elf text, so it's inevitable that she wants to read it out."

"Although I don't know how to repair this sentry tower, Orles's job change is on the agenda."

"Don't make decisions for me." Orles stood up a little angrily, her long silver hair fell in the afterglow of the sunset, and the silver and gold reflected each other, like an old famous painting.

"I don't want to be a heavy armor warrior, it's too ugly." She didn't like it.

"But there are powerful weapons."

"It's very powerful, why don't you try it?"

"Please, Orles."

"You will like this job, our beautiful silver-haired princess."

Although she felt a little uncomfortable, under everyone's praise and coaxing, Orles was a little lost, and finally nodded with difficulty and agreed to change her job to 'axe soldier' ​​to use this rare weapon.

"Yahaha, it seems that the task has been settled, but it's not too early now, why don't we return to the town."

"Yeah."

So the six people took the double-edged axe back to the tavern in the town.

In the candle-lit tavern, listening to the collision of wooden wine glasses, the six people sat at the old wooden table with novelty, listening to the townspeople's conversations and boasting, and then asked the clerk what to eat.

"The main course for dinner is fried egg bread, roasted potato cubes, with rosewood, ham slices, and vegetable soup."

"Are there any other dishes?"

"No, actually these are great, try them, girls." The auntie introduced confidently.

"Then give us six servings of fried egg bread, two plates of roasted potato cubes, one plate of rosewood, one plate of ham slices, and two servings of vegetable soup."

"Okay, wait a moment."

Then the six people waited expectantly, and at this time Pulin also put the double-edged axe on the table and stroked it carefully.

"It's a beautiful arc and sharp edge, the oak handle is engraved with anti-slip patterns, and the weight is also very good, it will be very smooth to use."

"Has Orles learned to use an axe?" Tilan thought for a moment and asked.

"No, how could I learn to use a weapon that is totally inconsistent with my image and temperament." She didn't want to be associated with such vulgar things, and she always felt a little embarrassed.

"Too prejudiced." Tilan smiled and blinked, gently took Orles' hand and put it on the axe.

"Touch it carefully and get used to its weight."

"Although it is not as light as a sword, the heaviness of the axe is also its power."

Although she was a little repulsive, under Tilan's persuasion, Orles decided to give it a try. She slowly grasped the axe handle and raised it in front of her. Seeing that everyone was looking at her with a smile, she felt a little embarrassed again, so she put it down again.

Sensing the change in Orles' mind, Tilan came behind her and helped her again, holding the axe with four hands together.

"Everyone is just curious, not to laugh at you. Don't worry, you are the perfect ice elf lady. People's perception of a princess will not change because of this. Besides, don't you think Orles is very heroic when she picks up this weapon? It feels like a scene from a classical legend."

"At the critical moment of the national crisis, the dignified and beautiful princess had to pick up the weapon and rush to the battlefield. She rode on a tall white horse, her long silver hair and cloak fluttering in the wind, the warhorse neighed, the shining weapon was raised high, and behind her were thousands of knights, countless swallow-tail flags raised high, and the fields were golden for a while, and the setting sun was like blood..."

The girl told a distant story, and her voice and the sound of the lyre she played echoed in the quiet tavern, like a melodious poem, taking people into that fantasy and beautiful world.

Orles sat at the table, staring at the silver axe blade in her hand. The mirror-like surface reflected the candlelight, flickering and shaking slightly, revealing her face and the slightly lined eyebrows, as if she saw herself in another time and space.

In this way, the ice elf lady finally let go of her knot and promised to use this weapon well.

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After a long time, when the aunt brought the prepared dinner, everyone woke up from the story in the poem.

Blanche carefully touched the steaming baked potato with her hands, and then rolled it in her hands for a few times, and then gradually got used to it, then carefully peeled the skin and ate it slowly.

"Omelette bread turns out to be a fried egg sandwiched between sliced ​​bread." Odney looked at the two slices of bread and fried eggs in her hands.

"Although that's what I said, the freshly fried eggs are a little brown and hot, and there is a taste of salt grains. It tastes great when paired with bread slices."

"The rosewood fruit is really sour." After Pulin ate one, she felt like her eyes were about to close.

"This is used to dilute the greasy taste of the staple food. Of course, you can't eat it in one bite. Just squeeze out some juice."

"Is this how people ate in ancient times?"

"In ancient times, there probably wasn't such good bread and fried eggs. It's not that there weren't any, but it's a bit extravagant for ordinary people to eat this every day."

"I guess black bread is the staple food of many farmers. What we eat now is considered the best white bread."

Several people enjoyed a slightly novel dinner and talked about various interesting stories about the classical era. After dinner, it was time to rest.

There are guest rooms on the second floor of the tavern, two people in a room. The furniture inside is also quite medieval in style. The walls are exposed stone bricks, which are very simple.

"Sleep first, or?" After all, it's not even 9 o'clock now, and people don't usually go to bed so early now.

"Sleep, I'm a little sleepy."

We did experience a lot today, so everyone dispersed, returned to the room, prepared to take a hot bath, and then go to bed early.

Then, they discussed the allocation of rooms. Because of their close relationship, Orles could not sleep in the same room with Shui Yanqing, Pulin, and Audney. Similarly, Pulin and Audney could sleep in the same room.

"That is to say, Tilan can sleep with almost everyone, because she is not only a familiar classmate among the four of us, but also a good friend of Pulin from the same hometown, and an old acquaintance of Audney."

"Ahem, although this is the truth, it makes me feel like a bad person who is irresponsible and flirtatious." Tilan covered her head.

"Tilan is so fickle~" Shui Yanqing joked with a smile.

"How about this, I won't fight with you for Tilan, and I can sleep in the same room with Blanche." She took the initiative to propose, and Blanche nodded. Although Blanche had a lot of good feelings for Tilan, she was not so clingy. In her heart, Shui Yanqing and Tilan were both good friends, and they were both people who often took care of her.

Among the remaining four people, Odney looked at Tilan and then at Pulin, and finally made a difficult decision, "Pulin and I will share a room."

Although the two of them were not very close because of competition, they were the only two freshman singers in the first grade, and they often went to get out of class together and were not unfamiliar with each other. If she chose Tilan, then Orles would have to share a room with Pulin, who was completely unfamiliar with her, which would be very embarrassing.

"I have no objection." Pulin nodded. She didn't really care about this. It was just a nap, and there was only one bed. There were not enough times for them to take a nap together during this period.

The last one was Tilan and Orles. The two came to the room in the corner of the second floor together. Orles placed the double-edged axe next to the wall of the room.

There was a small bathroom in the room with a wooden bucket for bathing and a brass shower head that sprayed hot water.

"Although it is an imitation of the Middle Ages, it still has a bit of modern style here." Tilan looked at the sink and shower head.

"If we really study the Middle Ages, we probably have to bring water to take a bath." Thinking of this, she couldn't help shaking her head. That would be too torturous. After all, everyone didn't really go back to that era.

Even if it was that era, the extraordinary people had many ways to heat water, so there was no need to be so troublesome.

"Aures, will you take a bath first?" She turned around and found that Aures was sitting on the bed and looking through the photos taken today. Among them, there were scenes of several people fighting wild boars, fighting wild wolves on the roadside, and being chased by hippos.

"Did Aures take it?" Tilan was curious.

"Ah, no, it was Blanche who took it, and then I asked her to send it to me."

"I didn't think so at the time, but now I think the photos are quite interesting." She slid her finger across the screen and said softly.

"I used to be busy with the diva's affairs, singing and appearing in activities. Speaking of which, this should be the first time I've been so "crazy." She considered it and used this rarely mentioned word.

"Although the process always feels a bit embarrassing, it's still quite happy." After saying that, she raised her head.

"What about Tilan?"

"Very happy too." The girl replied softly.

Although both were happy, Tilan felt that her reaction was different from that of Orles. Although such fun was new, she and her classmates had played many similar role-playing games and monster-fighting games when they were young, so she was not particularly surprised.

But Orles seemed a little different. She had a very good family background and was probably subject to very strict etiquette and status constraints since she was a child. She had never played freely like her when she was a child. This was probably a side effect of her family status. No wonder Orles was a little bit uncomfortable.

Thinking of this, Tilan and Orles told stories about their childhood.

"At that time, I was also pulled over by a few friends and asked to play the role of a princess caught by a dragon..." Thinking of the innocent scenes in elementary school, Tilan couldn't help laughing again.

She was actually a little scared at that time, and was instructed by everyone to play various roles, but fortunately, Yilin was always by her side to protect her, so she was still very at ease many times.

Listening to Tilan's story about the past, Orles listened quietly, imagining Tilan's timid appearance at that time, and couldn't help but smile.

"It's great that Tilan had so many friends when she was a child." She said enviously.

"As for me..." She thought for a moment.

"Maybe there are some familiar peers, but they are still a little unfamiliar to the friends described by Tilan." In fact, there were many people around her when she was a child, but her family always taught her to be polite and understand the reasons why the other party approached her.

Unlike ordinary families, the family she came from was destined to mix many interests with her. Even if the children played together, the companions around her were all selected by the adults on both sides.

This kind of thing gradually became known to her after she became an adult, so it was difficult for her to look at the familiar people in the past with a pure eye.

In addition, because she was born in a famous family and had been paid attention to by all parties since she was a child, it was difficult for her to be as free as Tilan and others, because many inadvertent words and behaviors would be magnified by the media and exaggerated by the competition and attention. This forced her to develop the habit of paying attention to etiquette and image since she was a child.

Over the years, she has slowly learned to use a mature mask image to deal with various media and outsiders, but as an individual, she still feels lonely inside and hopes to communicate with others about her true side.

In the past, she was surrounded by ordinary people and could not communicate about many things, but since she entered university last year, she has had several companions who are also singers, and she has slowly vented some things in her heart.

The two chatted until the time slowly approached ten o'clock in the evening.

"No, if it's later, you won't be able to get up tomorrow." During the special training during this period, Idria always asked them to get up at six o'clock.

The two just stood up, and then thought of no special training tomorrow, so they smiled at each other and then felt relieved.

"Who will take a bath first?" Tilan asked.

"Does Tilan want to join?"

"No, because the wooden barrel is too small." Tilan smiled and shook her head, and then let Ores go first.

"Let's talk about taking a bath together later."

Ores felt a little regretful about this, but she was a little happy when she thought of Tilan's promise later.

In fact, this was probably her first true friend, the kind of true friend with whom she could talk about everything.