Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva

After spending one night together, everyone in the settlement was no longer so repulsive to the new family of five. Later, when Sulla proposed taking them in again, Guy remained silent.

With the addition of new members, the settlement in this mountain col has obviously become lively, especially a few children. They run around and play, and occasionally help a little while watching the adults work.

This morning, Tilan went to visit the moose boss deep in the cave. Although she was not yet a formal member of the settlement, she was already very trusted by the people here. Even Marula, who rarely talked, would talk to her. she said hello.

After checking the wound, Tilan found that the moose boss's injury had finally stabilized and would not worsen. From now on, he would slowly recover and he would gradually recover over time.

Seeing this result, she also felt a lot happy. After all, everyone had become familiar with each other during this period of time. After all, it would feel better to see a friend escape danger.

After filling the moose boss's room with water, Tilan walked out with an empty bucket. Now she was dressed very simply and smartly. If she wasn't a familiar person, she might not have been recognized.

At noon, after lunch, several people discussed matters at the entrance of the cave.

"Autumn has entered, and the weather is getting colder and colder. Should we prepare some firewood?" the strong man asked.

"It's time to prepare." Guy looked at the slightly gloomy sky. Even on a sunny day, the sky was not as blue as in summer, and the color was grayer.

So, after discussing for a while, the sturdy man took the initiative to ask Ying to go outside to find trees for firewood.

"Let's go together. I'm familiar with this land." Guy thought for a while and decided.

So in the next two days, several people went out to find trees and withering shrubs, and brought them back for storage. During this period, a few children occasionally followed them out.

"I feel almost done." That afternoon, Frank talked about his situation while chatting with the girl.

"The gunshot wounds from before are almost gone. It will be winter if we stay here, and we won't be able to leave by then." He said that he would leave in about 2-3 days.

"I need to prepare some dry food and things for traveling in the past two days. Can you ask Miss Heshia to help me?"

"How can I help you?" Hesia hasn't been very busy recently. She spends a lot of her free time teaching Oresi some common sense and life skills.

"I need a backpack, about five days of dry food, and some herbs."

"I saw Miss Heshia making clothes before. She should also be able to sew a backpack."

"This is indeed not difficult, but what will Mr. Fran plan to pay for it?" Tilan tilted her head slightly. In fact, she was not short of money, but she didn't want to just agree to the other party.

"Well..." There aren't many things that can be exchanged for Fran. He will definitely be reluctant to give it to him. There are other useful things as well.

"I heard that Miss Heshia wants to go to the big city to find her life. How about I give you the general terrain and distribution of forces nearby in exchange?" His ability to collect information is indeed good, and even the girl occasionally mentioned it I remember everything clearly.

"That's it, then it's a deal." Tilan nodded.

"Good~" Fran whistled.

At night, the people in the settlement gathered around the bonfire again. Today it was Marula who was cooking. Although he had difficulty with his legs and feet, as long as he helped him to the stove, with the help of the new woman, the two of them could basically cook it. .

It is still wheat porridge, but there are relatively fewer vegetables, because there are not many such things stored.

After dinner, everyone was chatting by the fire. Tilan was also sitting next to her, using the light of the fire to sew a backpack with needle and thread. Seeing her concentration and dexterity with her fingers, Orelai looked at her curiously, her eyes Without blinking.

"Tilan, she is amazing and beautiful." Aurese said simple and unsophisticated words.

"Oh, Miss Heshia has really delicate fingers." The blue-skinned woman also grinned and praised. Their family was similar to humans when they were young, but they became much thicker as adults. The thinnest little finger among them was a tweezer. Lan's two fingers were thick, and she couldn't do such delicate work as holding a needle and threading.

It is said that the 'blue-skinned' people have always lived in a tribal way, because the skin is too thick, which makes them insensitive and unable to do detailed handiwork and writing, which leads to a slow inheritance of knowledge and skills.

Sula, who was chatting happily with a few others, occasionally turned around and saw Tilan sewing a backpack by the fire opposite, and also gave a thumbs up in praise.

"Hesia is the trump card of our settlement~"

As the night got darker, the fire gradually became smaller, and everyone gradually dispersed, going back to their rooms to sleep. Because now everyone was getting familiar with each other, and the manpower of the night watch was no longer limited to Guy and Sulla, and blue-skinned people were also added. Couples, four people take turns.

In this case, Guy and Sula, as the main force of the settlement, can finally sleep well.

late at night.

Hesia and Ores slept in the room. Their beds were covered with clean double-layered thick cloth, with straw mats underneath. Only middle- and upper-class people could have such beds in this land.

Because it had just entered autumn, the weather was not too cold yet, so they only covered themselves with a thin layer of cloth. Olesi slept on her side next to Tilan, and her slow breathing fell on Tilan’s arm. If she started, she was not used to it. , I can gradually fall asleep these days, if tonight is like usual.

I don’t know what time it was in the middle of the night, but a dark figure walked softly through the passage of the cave. He tried to go deeper into the cave, but unfortunately he was blocked by the locked door. The key to the inside was Currently, only Guy and Sura have them, but occasionally Sura will be given to Tilan for use.

After searching for a while, the shadow hesitated for a while and walked away slowly, then carefully searched for the cave exit.

This is usually where the night watchmen sleep. At night, the passage at the entrance of the cave will close the fence gates at both ends. If someone wants to pass through, they will inevitably wake up the people sleeping inside the fence gate.

After approaching the fence gate, the shadow blew carefully and slowly. The slightly heavy breathing just woke up the people sleeping inside without making too much noise.

Slowly, the night watchman sat up in the dark and looked at the shadow outside the fence gate. He didn't even speak at this time.

In this way, the two slowly opened the door.

...

"Bang"

Tilan was awakened by a gunshot.

Then there was the sound of heavy objects hitting, strange voices, and finally roars and screams.

"Wake up, Orles." Tilan immediately sat up and woke up the silly ice elf who was still asleep beside him.

"Woo." Orles rubbed her eyes and propped herself up. Although she didn't know why, she still managed to cheer up.

"Let's go outside and take a look. Be careful to protect yourself." Tilan pressed Orles's eyebrows lightly with her fingers. A cold touch instantly spread throughout her body, making Orles sober.

"Yeah." She nodded repeatedly, and then Tilan took her hand and pulled her behind her.

There were two corpses lying in the corridor. One of them was a blue-skinned species that had never been seen before. At this moment, his head had been shot. The other was Marula. He fell to the ground and lost his breath. There was blood all over his body. On the other side, Fran was injured and there was a lot of blood on his face.

The fire spread at the entrance of the cave. There seemed to be people outside shouting sharply. There were quite a few people, at least more than ten. After Tilan came out, Guy also rushed out of the room quickly. When he saw Marula dead on the ground, he was furious. He swept his eyes across the passage, glanced at Fran, and then prepared to rush out of the cave, but was forced back by the sweeping flames.

The flames continued to spread inside as the people outside instigated them. The suffocating waves of fire were coming towards them, making people retreat and avoid them.

"What is this?" Tilan was about to speak when Sura rushed out of the room dragging a hammer, without even putting on his shoes.

"I think there were some common betrayals in the settlement." Fran wiped the blood off his face with his sleeve and reloaded his pistol again.

"Marula went to the toilet at night, and he went out with a cane. I woke up a little, but soon I heard a fight, so I rushed out. But when I arrived, Marula was already dead, and I couldn't see who killed him, but in order to protect myself, I could only shoot."

"The one on guard tonight is..." Sura remembered something and immediately turned his eyes to a room.

"Don't look, there's no one there." Guy frowned and looked at the oncoming fire, feeling uncomfortable breathing.

"If we don't rush out, we will all die here."

"But... this fire." Sura looked at the group of people outside who were talking nonsense, cheering, and dancing, and felt worried.

"I'll go call the moose boss." Guy made a decision immediately.

"Who is the moose boss?" Fran still didn't know there was such a person in the settlement.

But he soon found out. Less than half a minute later, a sturdy and tall figure opened the door from the depths of the cave and walked out. Then his steps became faster and faster, and his heavy and rapid steps were like a chariot, rushing towards the fire at the cave gate almost without stopping.

The fire was knocked open by the body covered with brown and yellow fur, and the burning wood and charcoal splashed everywhere, and violent sparks flew in the sky.

Looking at this scene, Fran opened his mouth wide, surprised and unable to make a sound, and then there was a heavy cow mooing sound outside the cave, and a fierce battle started directly.

The moose's thick fingers directly grasped the still burning tree, swept and swung it, sweeping away the people who had originally gathered outside the cave. The countless sparks that fell also illuminated the open space in the valley, revealing the true faces of the figures inside.

These guys are all "blue-skinned" with gray-blue skin. Most of them are wearing simple leather armor, holding hammers and sticks in their hands, and some have tooth necklaces around their necks.

"He is injured, focus fire!" An impatient voice shouted in the dark, and then three blue-skinned people raised their automatic rifles and aimed at the moose, pulling the wooden strip stuck on the trigger.

Continuous bullets were fired, and the sound of "tut-tut-tut" sounded in the firelight. A series of blood flowers also bloomed on the moose boss. Although he had thick skin and flesh, he could not withstand the close-range rifle direct fire.

"Hurry, let's go up to help." Sura shouted, and then rushed out with a gun rifle, followed by Guy and Fran.

Tilan took a look at the situation outside, pulled Ores back to the bedroom, and then quickly picked up the sword box under the bed.

"Aoles, stay here. Don't let outsiders in. Got it?" She said solemnly.

"Got it, Tilan." The ice elf nodded. She could still clearly distinguish the atmosphere and situation. Even though she had lost a lot of memories, her foundation as a singer was still there.

"Wait for me to come back." Tilan took out the sword, said to Aoles, and then rushed out.

Outside the cave, there was a melee. The moose boss was still waving a flaming stick despite the bullets, and kept sweeping and chasing. The three blue-skinned people with guns were also under the command of the other leader. They kept roaming around and asked others to throw flames to stop the moose, as if they were teasing him.

"Hahaha, you are injured and weak, I am strong!" A particularly vicious blue-skinned man stood in the open space of the valley, holding an automatic rifle in his hand, firing from time to time. Although his shooting was not accurate at all, he did not care about this.

"Kill him, here, we!" He continued to encourage his men.

The more than 30 blue-skinned people present laughed strangely, and some of them were even close to madness, unlike normal people. Moreover, they had black veins on their bodies, which was very different from the blue-skinned people who had been taken in a few days ago.

In the battle, except for a few of them who had guns, the others still used bows and arrows and sticks, and made strange screams from time to time, disturbing the spirit of the moose in the battle and making its movements more and more impatient.

On the other side, Guy wandered on the mountain wall, avoiding the sparse arrows shot at him, and also fought back with bows and arrows, shooting several enemies in the dark night. Although Sura also raised his gun to shoot, he was soon suppressed by the many bows and arrows. He dared not show his head and could only hide behind the rocks and worry.

Faran was much smarter. Even in such a chaotic scene, he still observed and remembered the rhythm of the opponent's shooting, and found gaps to fight back from time to time, shooting and killing several moose holding sticks and trying to bypass the midfield to attack the blue-skinned species behind.

At this time, Tilan came out quickly with a dark red stone-like broken sword. Seeing that she was also ready to fight, Faran wanted to stop and remind her, but it was just like a gust of wind. The girl passed by him and disappeared.

The dark red broken sword quickly became vivid with the injection of magic power, and then began to absorb the Aigeka particles in the air. When Tilan rushed out of the cave, countless sparks were swept by the night wind, and together with the particles of glimmering light, they gathered into the broken sword.

"Buzz--" The sword blade began to tremble, and the strange red light spread and covered.

[Resonance link successful, battle mode activated]

No extra words, no patient persuasion, no useless mercy, wherever this red-light blade went, blood splashed, because of the high-speed movement, the scarf that originally covered the head fell off, and the fluttering hair and blood together reflected a light golden luster in the firelight.

As if dancing in Mars and the night, the dark red sword arc and blood splashed, and lives died one by one. Even the seemingly heavy and solid stone sticks were broken and cut off under the sword arc.

The third one...

The ninth one...

The sixteenth one...

One by one, the blue-skinned people who tried to attack with stone hammers, clubs and bows and arrows fell under the dark red sword blade, and the bullets fired by the rifles never hit the girl in the firelight, and were always dodged by the opponent lightly, just hitting the mountain wall as a shattered firelight embellishment.

In less than a minute, almost all the night attack enemies present were wiped out.

There was no time to call for a stop. When the blue-skinned leader was horrified and ready to flee, the broken sword with a buzzing sound had already passed in front of him, smoothly cut the rifle in his hand, and then crossed his chest.

With his toes firmly grasping the grass, he stopped his steps forward in fear, collapsed on the ground and slid for half a meter, finally stopping in front of the sword blade, but even so, his chest was cut by the sharp and buzzing sword blade and bled.

"Artifact, legend, artifact." He shouted in panic, turned his head and crawled on the ground, trying to get away, but because he was too scared, he didn't dare to stand up and run away.

Looking at this blue-skinned man who was slightly taller than her even when sitting, Tilan was a little surprised. She thought he would be more bold and presumptuous.

But it was understandable, after all, so many companions were dead. She turned her eyes and looked at the corpses lying in the open space in the valley, most of which were her contribution.

Shaking her head, the girl slowly put down the sword, and the light from it dissipated, and the red light that gave people fear and weirdness also slowly disappeared.

At this time, the other companions present slowly recovered from their shock.

Half an hour later, Tilan cast a spell, and faint green light particles floated, healing the cracked wounds. On the ground next to the fire, there were bloody bullets that she took out with pliers.

"In this case, it should be able to recover after a period of recuperation, but the previous half a month of recuperation has been wasted." She shook her head and said that this was the best result. If it weren't for her, the moose would die under the concentrated fire of rifles tonight.

"I was saved by you again." The moose sat on the ground at this moment and answered in a muffled voice.

"It was right to give you that sword." After saying that, he looked at the dead enemies in the field, and his voice fell silent again, perhaps recalling something.

The released Orles was also walking in the open space in the valley. She squatted from time to time and looked at the dead enemies on the ground. She looked like she was not afraid, but curious.

In the corner of the valley, Sura, Guy and Fran looked at the cooled body of Marula on the ground and were a little quiet.

"I should have listened to you." Sura squatted down slowly.

"Alas..." Guy shook his head and said nothing more.

Fran's eyes were rarely filled with nostalgia and sadness, and he wrote a few words in the diary in his hand.

"But their boss is still alive, and we should be able to know what happened from him." He remembered something.

Late at night, several people who did not sleep took the tied blue-skinned leader to the center of the clearing to ask.

"The gun is from a passing merchant. Buy 7 slaves in exchange." He was forced to speak under the questioning of several people.

"With guns, we are strong, defeat the tribe, and get more slaves."

"Not enough food, trafficking, exile, intelligence..." His oral expression skills are relatively weak, and it often takes a while of questioning before he can piece together the truth.

Slowly, the whole process came to light.

Most of what the five wandering blue-skinned people said was true, but they also concealed the key part. He did not escape directly, but after being caught, he was considered useful because he was smarter and articulate. So it was released.

"Why is he so loyal to serve the enemy tribe?" Sura was still puzzled.

"You don't understand their habits." Fran shook his head.

"For these tribal races, even though he was captured, abandoned, and has the lowest status, as long as he brings back the information about your settlement, he will receive a reward, and then he will become a member of the tribe. "People are better than people."

"What about his relatives who were killed in his original tribe?" Sula still didn't understand.

"Relatives? For them, their dead relatives are not as important as their own well-being. As long as you defeat their tribe, you can incorporate them into your tribe. Of course, their loyalty is to maintain the position that you are the strongest in this area. If not, it will be betrayal in a minute.”

"That's how it is to be uneducated. It's very stupid and short-sighted. I've only seen descriptions like this in books before, but I didn't expect that it's really like this in reality." Fran sighed.

"No wonder these guys can only hang out in remote areas and have never been civilized." Having said this, he glanced at the tall and sturdy blue-skinned guy in front of him with a slight contempt.

"Where are those guys now?" Sula eagerly wanted to know where the family of five had fled to.

"East, north, big tree, camp..." According to the leader's description, there should be a small camp there. There are still a few people inside to guard the luggage and packages. After all, they came from dozens of miles away, and they had to go there on the way. Take a break.

"Let Guy and I go this time, Hesia and Fran will stay here." Sura stood up and tightened the gun next to him.

"Aren't you afraid that there will be a lot of people ambush over there?" Tilan was still a little worried.

"No, they can't bring so many people." Sulla and Guy still understand this barren land. The presence of so many enemies in the settlement tonight is already the limit. The largest settlement nearby only has a few hundred people. It is simply impossible to dispatch them all.

"Okay, be careful along the way." Hesia watched them walk into the dark night.

In the early morning, Sulla and Guy returned with bloodstains and injuries. Sulla was also holding the tall blue-skinned man whose wrists were tied with iron chains. He was injured at the moment.

When he returned to the settlement and looked at the corpses on the ground, he felt a little scared and panicked. The trace of luck he had originally had disappeared instantly.

"Go over there." Pointing the gun at him, he led him to Marula's body.

"Do you still remember how many portions of his food you have eaten?" Sula pulled the bolt of the gun and inserted the bullet.

"I don't remember." He really didn't remember. After all, the blue-skinned man had a very low level of education and basically couldn't do arithmetic.

"That's really a pity." Sura put the muzzle of the gun against the opponent's back.

"Perhaps your sun has gone out long ago, but you still have to pray and hope that he will make you smarter and more rational in the future."

"Bang--"

The crisp gunshot fired into the dull flesh. With a painful expression, the blue-skinned man fell to the ground and died slowly.

After doing all this, Sura couldn't make him any happier. He just held the gun and looked blankly at the gray sky above his head.

She once thought that in this barren land far away from disputes, she would have a quiet and leisure life, watching the sunset with her companions, occasionally researching her favorite inventions, bringing laughter to everyone, and reaping achievements and satisfaction.

But now it seems that I am still disappointed after all. This is a world abandoned by the gods.

Without those great burning suns, these new races are like children who have lost their parents. They can only idle on the earth in a daze, following their instincts to survive.

There is no goal, no meaning, and the empty feeling of connection in their minds tortures them. They were born to serve the great gods, but now that the gods have died long ago, the hole in their hearts can never be filled.

Maybe they should belong to something, but it is definitely not those barbaric and primitive tribes, but a place with everyone and a warm collective.

It was also from this point on that settlements and strongholds of various sizes were born on this land.