Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva

The sun turned over the mountain and shone into the open space in the valley. Rows of sheets and linen were hung horizontally on long poles, and occasionally they were blown by the wind, and some of them fluttered.

"Come on, that's it."

Tilan and Ores each held a corner of the sheet, pulled it up, and then hung it on the clothesline.

After hanging it up, Tilan shook it slightly to make the water droplets fall.

In this way, when the two hung up all the washed sheets and clothes, it was already noon.

After lunch, the two sat on the steps of the mountain wall, leaning on the slightly cold stone, looking at the field outside where the yellow and green were intertwined, the warm breeze blew from time to time, and the sky was particularly clear and quiet.

Lying on the stone, the girl looked at the sky above her head, and her mood slowly calmed down.

Without those complicated and disturbing information, the struggles of various forces, the snobbish and changeable people's hearts, everything was a little too empty, making her feel a little unreal.

Lifting her finger, the ring with the six-sided wings was still on her finger. Tilan could feel the faint fluctuations coming from it, which showed that the ring was still working properly.

Theoretically, she could use this ring to locate the Four-Leaf Crystal Star Field from the Sea of ​​Aijaka, but she was only at Sequence 6 now. Even if she used her power at her peak, there would be great risks. It was a fluke that she could survive with Orles this time.

If she wanted to use her power to travel across long distances and across the galaxy safely, she would probably have to reach Sequence Level 8 to do it, and to advance to Sequence 8... the girl shook her head. It would probably take several years.

After she recovered in a few months, she could start trying to advance to Sequence 7. She was almost at this stage, and she had enough knowledge and theory.

During this period of time, she should just rest and recover. It just so happened that she wanted to have a good rest. Since leaving college, she had been running around in various star fields almost non-stop, and she hadn't stopped for a long time.

"Ding ding dong dong~"

When Tilan and Orlesi were taking a nap against the mountain wall, a crisp bell sound woke her up.

This is... the bell on the observation deck. Tilan remembered something and stood up quickly. Orlesi was still sleeping beside her.

There was no time to wake Orlesi up, so Tilan decided to go and see the situation first. This place was not far from the high platform where she could see the outside of the col.

Moving lightly and quickly, in just 20 seconds, she came to a high place where she could overlook the outside of the settlement.

The wilderness with sparse grass was still boundless, but there were a few more small dots in the wilderness today. The walking speed was not fast. She focused her eyes and looked carefully, only to find that they were five bisons with luggage and packages hanging on them, walking slowly on the ground, and there was a person riding on the leading bison.

Tilan jumped down from the height and landed on the observation deck. At this time, Marula had stopped ringing the bell.

"I was too nervous." After listening to Tilan's description, he obviously relaxed.

"Don't you need to worry about them?" The girl was slightly curious.

"I don't think so. You said there was only one person on the other side, and he was carrying five buffaloes full of luggage. That should be a passing caravan."

"Can you notify Sura? She should not be asleep now."

"No problem."

Back in the cave, Tilan woke up Sura who was taking a nap. She rubbed her eyes and sat up.

"Hey? Caravan? That's great." She was obviously a little happy.

"I'll go get ready and think about what I can take out to exchange."

More than half an hour later, this miniature caravan slowly came to the outside of the col, and the bell on the buffalo's neck dinged like a doorbell.

The afternoon sun was very warm, and the wilderness was filled with the smell of dry grass and soil. Tilan, Sura, and Guy walked out together.

When she got closer, Tilan realized that the buffalo in front of her was a little tall. It walked on all fours, and its height was no less than hers. The total weight was probably more than a thousand pounds.

The brown fur was very rough and hard, with dry lumps of soil in it. The black nose of the bull was panting from time to time, exhaling bursts of hot air. They occasionally nibbled on the grass on the ground, but most of the time they stood there and chewed slowly, flapping their tails from time to time to drive away mosquitoes on their bodies.

While Tilan was curiously observing the big bison, Sura and Guy were discussing things with the caravan members.

"Are there any good medicines?" This was what the two of them were most concerned about.

"Medicines are in short supply everywhere. Every settlement wants to stock up, but sometimes they are gone when they are urgently needed." As he said, he walked to a bison, untied the buckle rope on it, pulled open the leather hanging bag, took out an iron box, opened the iron lid, and inside was dried herbal powder.

"This is the herb produced in the northern Wolf Settlement. Their shaman witch doctor is very capable. It is basically the best in this area. The best is the antibiotic bottle produced from who knows where. That thing is very precious. You may have to try your luck at Stone Forest Castle."

"Let me see." Guy came over and took out a small part of the herbal powder with his fingers, sniffed it carefully, twisted it with his hands, and then licked it to taste and observe it carefully.

"Pfft." He spit out the herbal powder in his mouth and nodded.

"The goods are really good, and they are not damp."

"Of course, I specially store them in iron boxes, otherwise I can't carry them so far."

"Buy a box." Sura also touched it with his hand and nodded in agreement.

"Okay, according to the old rules, you have to exchange it with half a bucket of flour." The man with a felt hat raised his finger.

Guy and Sura looked at each other. According to yesterday's inventory, there are still eleven barrels of flour in the settlement, which is enough for six people, but they are reluctant to exchange them for things.

"Are there other things, such as iron blocks, muskets, etc." Sura said.

"Iron blocks are too heavy. I only have five cows. It's too tiring to carry them. If it's a big caravan, I would probably take them." He shook his head.

"As for muskets, I definitely needed them before, but I don't need them now." After saying that, he took out an iron-gray semi-automatic rifle from a hanging bag beside him.

"This thing is much more useful than any crossbow or musket." He knocked it with his hand.

After seeing this gun, Sura's eyes lit up and he wanted to take it for a closer look, but looking at the man in the felt hat, he was definitely unwilling to give it.

"Where did this come from? The workmanship looks great, and the corner burrs are handled very well." Sura also knew the design of automatic rifles, but unfortunately there was no suitable lathe and materials around.

"Recently, a group of people came from the east. They called themselves the 'Heshan Rescue Society'. They were all dark brown in color, and each of them had a fully automatic firearm in their hands. It was said that there were also cannons. They had a lot of people and were short of food, so they took out a lot of firearms to exchange with the surrounding forces. It seemed that they produced them themselves. Unfortunately, they were quite xenophobic, and no one had ever entered their base."

Rescue Society? Tilan turned her head when she heard the word.

"Are they sure it's called the 'Heshan Rescue Society'?" The girl's voice was particularly pleasant, which made the man stunned for a while.

"Yes, what's wrong with this name?"

"Nothing, I heard that the people of the Rescue Society are not the same as the new race." Tilan thought about it and explained.

"You are talking about this, there is indeed a big difference." The man in the felt hat answered casually.

"Is this lady here for a holiday?"

Compared with the simple and lifelike clothes of the people around her, Tilan looked too clean in both appearance and clothes, which was very conspicuous and special on such a grassland.

Tilan was about to answer, but Sura spoke first.

"Yes, this is Miss Heshia from the central part. She recently passed by here with several servants and stayed in our settlement for a few days."

"I see." The man in the felt hat quickly believed it. After all, looking at Heshia's white and clean fingers and face, she didn't look like someone who was struggling to survive on this land.

"I wonder what Miss Heshia wants to buy. I have a lot of good things." He began to think about how to do business.

"Is there any clean cloth?" Hearing this, Tilan immediately thought of what he was missing.

"Clean cloth..." The man in the felt hat recalled the goods he brought, then came to another bison and untied the hanging bag.

"Here is a well-kneaded, sun-dried sheepskin. As for the cloth, I'll look under it. I should have collected some before." As he said, he searched for a long time before finding a slightly musty gray linen from the bottom.

"I remember, I exchanged this with a foxtail settlement in the west last year. They won the battle and sold the things they couldn't take away from the enemy settlement at a low price. I just happened to catch up."

"This cloth is not cheap. Many people only have a few clothes in their lifetime. If you want to exchange it, I'm afraid you have to pay more." He meant to add money.

"This thing..." Sura took the linen, smelled it, and showed a disgusted expression.

"It has a strange smell, and you still sell it to Miss Heshia. Are you kidding me? It's a bit dirty to use it as a foot cloth for our Miss Heshia."

"This... Actually, just wash it." He thought about explaining, but looking at the girl next to him, he really didn't deserve it, and his momentum was a little weak.

"Come on, I'll exchange it for you with a few weapons in the settlement. You said before that iron blocks are not easy to carry, so ready-made weapons are always convenient." Sura continued to bargain.

"Then I have to see the goods first." The other party was still persistent.

"Wait a minute." After that, Sura asked Guy to continue dealing with the other party, and he returned to the valley to move things.

Guy, who stayed behind, smiled and talked to the man in the felt hat, and then asked about other things.

"Are there any new and rare things? It just so happens that we are relatively wealthy recently."

"Oh, speaking of this, I do have a few good things." After that, he took out a rusty thing from a hanging bag on the side.

"This is a radio that is still in good condition. The antenna next to it has been repaired and newly added. Although the shell is a bit old, it actually has quite complete functions and can listen to many channels, so that you will not be lonely wherever you go."

"Radio, this thing needs electricity." Guy shook his head and said that using electricity was still too luxurious for their settlement conditions.

"Isn't this just right? I have a small generator here." The man in the felt hat took out a small portable generator from the bag of a bison. Although it certainly couldn't afford large electrical appliances, it was definitely enough for small equipment such as lighting and radios.

"But it needs oil. If the oil is of poor quality, it needs to be cleaned frequently. But you have Sura here, so this shouldn't be a problem." With Sura's technical means, repair and maintenance are very simple.

Looking at this small generator, Guy couldn't take his eyes off it. It was indeed a very useful and precious thing. For some small settlements, it could be a family heirloom.

"How much do you want to offer for this?" He asked carefully.

"Forget about ordinary things. You are also an old hand and understand the value of this little guy."

"I need to go back to the col to discuss this with the boss." Guy thought about it and delayed some time to wait for Sura to come.

A few minutes later, Sura came over with six or seven good weapons in leather, all of which were steel-forged knives and spear heads.

"These are indeed enough to exchange for linen." After taking a look, the other party weighed it and nodded.

Then Guy and Sura talked about the radio and generator placed on the side. After seeing these two things, Sura's eyes lit up, but unfortunately she couldn't think of anything to exchange for a while.

Although there were still many steel tools and daily necessities in the valley, the other party might not accept them. The two discussed with the man in the felt hat for a while, and many of their suggestions were rejected by the other party.

"Why don't you ask Miss Heshia? If Miss Heshia came from the central part, there should be a lot of rare things." He had this idea, and the two soon understood it.

But the two of them now roughly understood the real situation of Heshia. It should be that the vehicle fell from the sky and nothing was preserved.

"Me?" Tilan thought about it. If she could take things from the reserves in the space gap like in the past, there would be a lot of valuables.

Unfortunately, she can't use it now. It will take at least a few months to slowly recover the power, and she doesn't usually wear any gem jewelry.

By the way, speaking of gem jewelry, Orles has quite a lot. When she was rescued, her skirt was decorated with many realistic silk flowers carefully made by masters, and her hair accessories were also decorated with gems and pearls. Some of them were put away by Tilan when she took a bath.

"I'll go back and see if there are any in the things I brought." Tilan said, and returned with Sura.

On the way, Sura asked, and she told her idea.

"Pearls and gems, if they are just ordinary, I'm afraid they are not worth much." After all, in this land, few people buy useless luxury goods.

Back to the cave, I found Orles who was temporarily locked up in the house by Tilan. She was sitting at the table, watching the dough in the basin ferment, with curious eyes, and touching it with her fingers from time to time.

"Orles." Tilan walked over.

"Tilan." The ice elf looked up and was very happy to see the girl back, although the two were separated for only a few minutes.

"Can I borrow your hair ornaments? I'll make new ones for you later, okay?" Tilan took two pearl hair ornaments from the bedroom. The exquisite craftsmanship combined the silver leaves and the pearl stamens to form a lifelike pearl flower pendant. Below it was a half-finger-long delicate silver chain. It should be the master craftsmanship of the Central Star Region. After all, Orles's family is not short of money.

After listening, Orles didn't quite understand, but still nodded.

"Tilan, give me new ones." She only remembered the latter part.

"I will remember it." Tilan touched Orles. She had received a lot of ornaments from Orles before. The ice elf lady's family had almost countless luxury goods, and she would give Tilan a lot every time she went there.

After getting the ornaments, the two returned to the outside of the col again. On the way, Sura looked at them again and again, and was reluctant to part with them.

"This thing is so finely crafted and gorgeous. Even though I don't know anything about art, I can tell that it's a treasure of great beauty. Do you really want to exchange it for something else?"

"Jewelry and the like, no matter how beautiful they are, are just icing on the cake." Tilan shook her head. Although it was indeed very precious, it was not that bad for Orles and her. As long as they returned to the Federation, they would have as many of these things as they wanted.

"With the radio, it is important to understand the situation around this land."