Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva

Another pile of corpses, but this time they are blue-skinned, slightly different from the red-poisoned ones before.

"You don't want to eat them, do you?" Seeing Guy standing in front of this pile of corpses, Sura came over and said casually.

"It's not impossible. After all, they are not red-poisoned and not deeply contaminated." Guy also answered casually.

"Don't do it. Although we are short of food now, we really won't go to this point." Sura sighed.

"Eating people is still too primitive. I know that some very poor settlements have to do such things to survive the winter, but at least we should not do it, otherwise I will go crazy." She looked at the bodies of these dead blue-skinned people, walked forward, and smashed them with the butt of the gun. It felt a little hard.

"It's already stiff. If it's not dealt with, it's afraid that it will stink and grow worms. That kind of scene is disgusting. If you have seen it once, you don't want to see it again."

"Have you seen it before?" Guy thought of something.

"I have seen it. I saw it in the first year I came here. There were not many people in the settlement at that time. There were not enough people and energy to deal with the corpses. As a result, I saw a very crazy scene." Sura took a few steps back and shook his head.

"I didn't want to eat meat for a long time after that. Later, Mimi came and cooked well and cured me."

"Mimi is a cattail species. Her fingers are also very dexterous. She is very good at making boring food look good and fragrant. If there were no good seasonings in the settlement, she would definitely be able to make luxurious food."

"What about Mimi later? Don't tell me she died too."

"That's not the case. Mimi went to other settlements because there are many cattail species there. Before leaving, the boss gave her an iron pot."

"A lot of things have happened recently. I feel that our intelligence is a little behind. I guess we have to go to Shilin Mountain Fort to see if there are any new things and information there." Sura thought about it.

"Heshia wants to go too. She has been here for a long time. If we keep delaying her, she will probably be unhappy." Thinking of the powerful girl last night, even Sura, who has a certain understanding of Heshia's strength, was shocked.

"If it is a metaphor, Heshia should be a 'legendary' level figure." The so-called legend refers to a special person with amazing strength or skills in this land. They often enjoy a very high reputation in their respective fields.

"It seems that I have to go. I see that Fran is also preparing to leave. It's just right to take him with me, and it will be safer on the road." After getting along for this period of time, Fran has gradually been recognized by everyone. Last night, he was the first to find something wrong and woke everyone up.

"I will discuss with the boss to see how to arrange it." Sura nodded.

In the afternoon, after dealing with the corpses and messy objects in the col, several people gathered together again. It was rare that the moose boss was there today.

Tilan was kneeling on the grass at this time, with the sword box on his knees and his fingers slowly stroking it, thinking about what happened last night in his mind.

To be honest, this was probably her first time to kill someone. The time she was assassinated in high school, the other party was an unknown creature, probably not a human.

Although this time, the blue-skinned species is still too different from normal people in terms of body shape, skin, appearance, etc., so it is difficult for her to have any deep feelings. It’s just that reason tells her that the other party is an intelligent creature, and perhaps has some human blood.

It’s better not to dwell on this matter. Tilan secretly warned herself that in such a world environment, the moral laws of the federal society are not applicable.

Her thoughts turned to the matters being discussed in the venue.

"There are several settlements on the way to Shilin Mountain Fort. Two of them have good relations. When you go there, you can go to trade for some things and visit old friends." The moose boss asked Sura and Guy.

"I know, the boss is talking about the 'Red Pomegranate' settlement where the cat-tailed species gather and the 'Lake Wind' settlement where cattle are herded." Sura replied.

"That's right. The leader of the 'Red Pomegranate' is Chizhi. She is a wise and restrained person. The leader of the 'Lake Wind' settlement is Daozhang. I fought with him before and repelled the wild people who came to plunder." The moose boss slowly talked about the past, mainly telling Guy. Sura knew a lot.

"Hehe, Guy doesn't know, the boss has done such a great thing before. You should have seen the thick and long barbarian teeth hanging on the wall in the hall before. This is the boss's trophy back then." Sura shook his finger.

"That winter, a group of cannibalistic savages came to our land. They also had a huge mammoth covered with thick hair. With the help of the mammoth's brute force, they smashed the gates and walls of many settlements, and then went in to kill and rob crazily. Two settlements were lost at that time."

"By the way, Mimi was rescued by the boss from one of the lost settlements, and then went to the 'Red Pomegranate'."

"Later, several settlements living nearby had to unite and finally killed and dispersed the group of savages. As for the mammoth, it was made into delicious food. Although I had a poor appetite at that time and didn't eat much, the remaining mammoth tusks, one was given to the knife and stick of the Lake Wind settlement, and the other was hung by the boss."

After talking about the two friendly settlements to visit on the way, the few people talked about what to buy.

"Originally, we had barely enough food to survive the winter, but yesterday those blue-skinned people shortsightedly cut away the unripe wheat under the cover of darkness, just to nibble on the rough roots and extract the juice." Guy was speechless. The other party was just an ignorant barbarian.

"Without this harvest at the end of autumn, we must find other food to survive the winter."

"We can go to the 'Red Pomegranate' on the way. If there is nothing there, we can go to the Stone Forest Fort, but the food there is definitely not cheap." The moose boss said, pressing his wound with his hand. His old wounds had not healed, and he had a lot of new wounds.

"But we also lack things to exchange." The settlement was attacked twice in a row, and many things were damaged.

Speaking of this, several people present were a little embarrassed, and they couldn't think of any good exchange items for a while.

"Why don't you let Heshia make a few winter clothes and take them to the mountain fort to sell. It happened that we seized some of their hunting furs from the blue-skinned camp yesterday." Fran sat next to him and explained the proposal while sharpening a pen.

"This..." This is indeed a good idea, but Heshia is currently the benefactor of the settlement and a distinguished guest. It is not easy for them to command and trouble each other.

"Then let me do it." Heshia didn't care about such trivial matters. Instead, she was slightly interested and wanted to try her hand with those furs. After all, she hadn't made many clothes since she learned the tailoring skills.

"Thank you for your trouble, Heshia. After the clothes are made, half of them will belong to you." Although the furs were seized by them, processing them was not a simple matter.

In this land, good tailors are very rare. In general settlements, there are at most 1-2, and they can only do simple mending. If you want to make a piece of clothing from beginning to end, you need a lot of learning. It is said that only the mountain fortress has tailors who customize clothes for customers according to their body shape. Their income is not low, and they are also upper-middle class in the mountain fortress.

Everything is in short supply, after listening to their explanation, Tilan thought so.

After coming to this settlement for more than half a month, she gradually learned a lot about this land from the stories and conversations of several people.

Due to the lack of various inheritances and the turbulent environment, people who truly master a craft are extremely rare. I heard from Sura before that only legendary tailors from super powers could make a silver snow dress like Orles's, so she was particularly surprised at the time and easily believed Tilan's words.

Legend is an authority in a certain field. Currently, there are only two people in this land who can be called legendary. One is the leader of the Stone Forest Castle, the "Gray Cape Scholar". He knows ten languages. When he was young, he went to the north of the continent and visited and learned a lot of classics and knowledge. After returning, he led the Gray Feather Clan to establish the "Stone Forest Castle" according to what he learned, which became the core of this land. He also formulated detailed regulations and taxes in the castle. He is a recognized wise man in this land.

The other is the queen of the wolfblood species in the west of the grassland. She has long sharp claws and is wrapped in a black crow cloak. Her claws can easily tear apart even steel, so there are no war machines in the west of the grassland. It's just that the strongholds under her rule are very loose and barbaric, far less orderly and powerful than the Stone Forest Fortress.

Because she only heard about it, Tilan couldn't figure out how strong these two were, but from the description of tearing steel, they were at least Sequence 4 Transcendents, and Sequence 5 Transcendents were more likely. After all, the strength of Sequence 5 will have a qualitative leap compared to Sequence 4, and can form a crushing dominance.

In her current state, there should be no opponents in this land, but this feels like going back to kindergarten to bully children after going to college. Compared with the Federation's perfect training system, which is iterated by generations of geniuses and masters, the training of the Transcendental Sequence in this world is not only seriously interrupted, but also because of chaos and lack of sufficient education, even if some individuals have excellent talents, they are easy to go astray.

With the sense of security supported by her own strength, Tilan put down her worries. She might not be able to go back in a short time, but this period of time is also a good time to rest and consolidate what she has learned in a hurry.

In addition, she feels that there should be many things left over from the Fifth Era on this planet. Perhaps she can find some past events that the Federation has never recorded or known. From the perspective of the dark sun, she can understand how they view that chaotic and crazy era.

In the evening, Tilan sat on the mountain wall and watched the sunset in the distance. Orles also sat beside her, resting her head on her knees, closing her eyes and taking a nap. After losing her memory, she became a little lazy, or maybe this is Orles's nature. In the past, it was because of her tutor that she always paid attention to her manners and etiquette in front of outsiders.

Her fingers stroked Orles' hair slightly, entwined on her fingertips, and occasionally thought about whether to cut her hair, after all, it was a little long.

The orange sunset and the blue-purple night sky in the distance slowly blended, and the sky gradually darkened.

The stones on the ground were rough and dry, with fine particles to the touch, probably the result of years of wind erosion. The sky and the earth here were particularly quiet. Even if she sat there for a whole day, there were no animals or chirping sounds.

Speaking of which, she quite liked this quiet feeling, being able to think about things quietly in the wind alone, especially the evening wind, which was neither hot nor cold, brushing against clothes and skin, making it particularly comfortable.

It would be nice if there were a few big trees, so that there would be shade and occasionally hear the swaying of leaves, which would be particularly leisurely and pleasant.

While it was not completely dark yet, Tilan lifted Orlesi up slowly. This guy was clearly awake, but he still rubbed against her body, and then sat up a little reluctantly.

"Go back." Tilan brushed Orlesi's bangs and tapped her eyebrows with her fingers.

"Woo." Orles covered her head with both hands, stood up slowly, then lifted her skirt, walked in front, and walked down the mountain wall with a little bounce. It can be seen that her instinctive steps are flexible, and she will not fall even on the complex and steep mountain wall.

"The elves' talents are really special." Tilan sighed slightly. Compared with humans, elves are really a very special species, although most of the genes of the two are the same.

For the new races themselves, Tilan did not have any special disgust, but the birth of many new races was a tragedy. They were not created as living beings, but as tools, and this tool attribute also contributed to the darkness and chaos of that era.

Back to the col, Tilan had dinner with everyone in the settlement, and then it was the story time at night. The moose boss sat by the campfire and told everyone some past events and interesting stories about this land.

"By the way, does the moose leader have a name?" Fran held a pen in his hand, ready to write something in his diary.

"Name..." He looked up, with some nostalgia in his voice.

"You can call me Ori, this name was given to me by an old friend."

"I see." Fran wrote it down.

"Also, can I ask what race the moose boss is? This is the first time I've seen someone like you." Fran continued.

"I don't have a race." The other party shook his head.

"From the outside, I have many characteristics of moose, such as curved horns, head, tall body, etc., but my body structure is closer to humans." He tried to clench his thick fingers.

"I should be an experimental product born abnormally." He thought about it.

"'She' should know something, but there is no point in thinking about it now." Ori talked about the past.

"My earliest memory was in a closed laboratory. There were many technicians there. They wore white coats, had silver hair, and were beautiful. They would occasionally comment on our situation."

"I was one of the ignorant test subjects, but I was still young at that time, probably about the same size as Sura."

"The person who was responsible for recording my data and observing and interacting with me was a very young girl. She also had silver hair and silver eyes, just like other technicians."

"Just recording data could not meet her project requirements, so she began to teach me to speak, and also tried to let me learn how to manipulate Aigeka particles to practice extraordinary sequences."

"In this way, I slowly learned words and some basic knowledge."

"Time passed so dullly. One day she asked the laboratory mechanical servant to put me in a box and then took me out. At that time, I didn't know what happened."

"When I walked out of the box again, I was already in the desolate wilderness. The girl told me the last few words, then flew into the sky and disappeared."

"Is it a silver-winged species?" Sura guessed after listening to the description.

"It should be, that is, their appearance description is the most consistent."

"But the Silver Wings are too rare, and I have never seen the same race again, so I can't be sure that they are the Silver Wings." Ori recalled.

"What did the girl say to you in the end?" Fran was particularly curious.

"She said I was free, and asked me to live well on the ground and forget the past."

"I didn't understand at the time, but as I got older, I guessed that the project she was responsible for that year should have been completed. I was supposed to be a test subject, but she let me go."

"Wait a minute, do the Silver Wings have such a high level of culture and technology?" This is the first time Fran has heard of this race.

"It should be, after all, it is a legendary superior race, different from us." Sura rubbed his hands beside the fire.

"The first time I saw Ori, I guessed that she might be a Silver Wing. Except for the lack of wings, the other descriptions are very similar."

"Olais shouldn't be." Moose Ori shook his head to deny.

"Her temperament is different from the silver-haired and silver-eyed races in my memory."

"Huh?" Sura was a little disappointed.

"It seems that only by seeing the real Silver Wings can we reveal the answer."

...

In the next two days, Tilan used the captured furs in the settlement to sew a sturdy and tightly stitched winter coat. At first, she was a little unfamiliar, but as she made it, the knowledge she had learned in the past quickly emerged and she recalled it, and her speed became faster and faster.

Finally, it was time to set off.