Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva!.

Chapter 633 Preparing for a Long-distance Trade
There was another pile of corpses, but this time they were of the blue-skinned species, which were slightly different from the previous red-poisoned species.

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

"It's not impossible. After all, they are not the red poison species and are not deeply polluted." Guy also answered casually.

"Don't do that. Even though we are short of food now, it won't have to come to this." Sura sighed.

"Eating humans is still too primitive. I know 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 the dead blue-skinned species, walked forward, and hit them with the butt of her gun. It felt a little hard.

"It's already stiff. If you don't deal with it, it will probably stink and grow bugs. It's a disgusting scene. Once you've seen it, you don't want to see it a second time."

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

"I've seen it. I saw it in my first year here. There were very few people in the settlement at that time, and there were not enough manpower 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 cured me with her delicious cooking skills."

"Mimi is a cat-tailed person, and her fingers are very nimble. She is very good at making boring food look good and tasty. If there were not so few good seasonings in the settlement, she would definitely be able to make luxurious delicacies."

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

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

"A lot of things have happened recently. I feel like our intelligence may be out of date. I guess we should go to Stone Forest Castle to see if there is any new things or information there." Sura thought for a moment.

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

"If it is a metaphor, Heshia should be a 'legend' 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 looks like we have to go. I see Fran is also getting ready to leave, so it's a good idea to take him with us so that it will be safer on the road." After spending some time together, Fran was gradually accepted by everyone. He was the first one to notice something was wrong and woke everyone up last night.

"I'll discuss it with the boss and see how to arrange it." Sura nodded.

In the afternoon, after dealing with the corpses and miscellaneous objects in the valley, the few of them gathered together again. It was rare that the moose boss was also there today.

Tilan was kneeling on the grass at this moment, with the sword box on her knees and her fingers slowly stroking them, thinking about what happened last night.

To be honest, this was probably her first time killing someone. The last time she was stabbed in high school, the other party was an unknown creature, which probably couldn't be considered a human.

Although it has a human form this time, the blue-skinned species is still too different from normal people in terms of body shape, skin, appearance, etc., making it difficult for her to have any deep feelings. Only reason tells her that the other party is an intelligent creature and may also have some human blood.

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

My thoughts turned to the matters being discussed on the field.

"There are several settlements on our way to Stone Forest Fort. We have good relations with two of them. When you go there, you can go to trade for some things and visit old friends." The moose boss instructed Sura and Guy.

"I see. Boss, you are talking about the 'Red Pomegranate' settlement where the cat-tail species gather and the 'Lake Breeze' settlement where cattle are raised," 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 have fought with him before. At that time, we fought back the wild and looting tribe." The moose boss slowly talked about the past, mainly to tell Guy. Sura knew a lot.

"Hehe, Guy, you may not know that the boss has done something so amazing before. You must have seen the long and thick fangs hanging on the wall in the hall before. These were the boss's trophies back then." Sura shook his finger.

"That winter, a group of cannibalistic barbarians came to our land. They also had a huge mammoth covered in thick hair. With the help of the mammoth's brutal strength, they smashed the gates and walls of many settlements, and then went in to kill and rob crazily. Two settlements were destroyed just like that."

"Come to think of it, Mimi was rescued by the boss from one of the lost settlements, and later went to the Red Pomegranate."

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

After talking about the two friendly settlements they were going to visit along the way, they discussed what they were going 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 the fall, we have to find other food to get through the winter."

"You can go to 'Red Pomegranate' on the way. If there is nothing there, you can go to 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 yet, and he had a lot of new wounds.

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

At this point, everyone present felt a little embarrassed as they couldn't think of any good exchange items.

"Why don't you ask Heshia to make a few winter clothes and take them to the mountain fort to sell. We just happened to have seized some furs from the blue-skinned people's camp yesterday." Farlan sat next to them and explained his proposal while sharpening a pen.

"This..." This is indeed a good idea, but Heshia is currently the benefactor of the settlement and can be considered a distinguished guest. It is not easy for them to give orders and cause trouble to her.

"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 help, Heshia. After the clothes are made, half of them will be yours." Although the furs were seized by them, processing them was not an easy task.

In this land, good tailors are very rare. In an average settlement, there are only 1-2 at most, and they can only do simple sewing. If you want to make a piece of clothing from start to finish, you need a lot of learning. It is said that only in the mountain fortresses can you find tailors who can make clothes for customers according to their body shapes. Their income is not low, and they are also upper-middle class in the mountain fortress.

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

After being in this settlement for more than half a month, she gradually got to know 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. She had heard from Sura before that a silver snow dress like Orlais's could probably only be made by legendary tailors from super powerful forces, so she was particularly surprised at the time and easily believed Tilan's words.

Legend refers to an authority in a certain field. Currently, there are only two people who can be called legends in this land. One is the leader of Stone Forest Fortress, 'Graycloak Scholar'. He can speak ten languages. When he was young, he went to the north of the continent and learned a lot of classics and knowledge. After coming back, he led the Gray Feather Clan to establish the 'Stone Forest Fortress' according to what he had learned. It became the core of this land. He also formulated detailed laws and regulations and taxes in the fortress. He is a recognized wise man in this land.

The other is the queen of the wolf-blood race in the west of the grassland. She has long sharp claws and wears a black crow cloak. Her claws can easily tear through even steel, so there are not many war mechanical nomads 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 had only heard about it, Tilan was not sure 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 to be. After all, the strength of Sequence 5 would be a qualitative leap compared to Sequence 4, and could form a crushing dominance.

In her current state, she should have no rivals in this land, but it feels like going back to kindergarten to bully kids after going to college. Compared to the Federation's extremely perfect training system, which has been iterated by generations of geniuses and masters, the extraordinary sequence training in this world is not only seriously interrupted, but also because of the chaos and lack of sufficient education, even some individuals with excellent talents are prone 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 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. Maybe 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 cliff watching the sunset in the distance. Orlais also sat beside her, with her head on her knees and her eyes closed, taking a nap. After losing her memory, she became a little lazy, or maybe this was Orlais's nature. In the past, it was because of her family education that she always paid attention to her manners and etiquette in front of outsiders.

He stroked Orlais's hair with his fingers, entwining them around his fingertips, and occasionally wondered whether he should cut her hair, after all, it was a little long.

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

The stones on the ground are rough and dry, with fine particles to the touch, probably the result of years of wind erosion. The sky and the earth here are exceptionally quiet. Even if you sit there for a whole day, you won't hear any animals or sounds.

To be honest, she quite likes this quiet feeling, being able to sit alone in the wind and think about some things, especially the evening breeze, which is neither hot nor cold, and it feels particularly comfortable when it blows across clothes and skin.

It would be nice if there were a few big trees, so that we could have some shade and occasionally hear the leaves swaying, which would make us feel particularly leisurely and pleasant.

Before it got completely dark, Tilan lifted Ores up slowly. The guy was clearly awake and rubbed against her before sitting up reluctantly.

"Let's go back." Tilan brushed Orlais's bangs and touched her forehead with her finger.

"Woo." Orlais covered her head with her hands, stood up slowly, then lifted her skirt, walked in front, and walked down the cliff with a slight bounce. It can be seen that her steps are instinctively flexible and she will not fall even on the complex and steep cliff.

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

Tilan did not have any particular aversion to the new races themselves, but the birth of many of them was tragic. They were not created as living beings, but as tools, and this tool attribute also contributed to the darkness and chaos of that era.

After returning to the valley, Tilan had dinner with everyone in the settlement, and then it was 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, a hint of 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 have no race." The other shook his head.

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

"I should be the product of an experiment that was born abnormally." He thought about it.

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

"My earliest memory was that I 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 conducting observations and interactions was a very young girl. She also had silver hair and silver eyes, just like the other technicians."

"Simply recording data was not enough to meet her research requirements, so she started teaching me how to speak, and also tried to get me to learn how to manipulate Aegika particles so that I could practice the Transcendental Sequence."

"That's how I slowly learned the characters and some basic knowledge."

"Time passed uneventfully. One day, she asked the mechanical servants in the laboratory 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 a few final words, then flew into the sky and disappeared."

"Is it the Silver Wing species?" Sura guessed after hearing the description.

"It should be. Their appearance description is the most consistent."

“But the Silver Wings are too rare, and we’ve never seen the same race again, so we can’t be sure 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 told me to live a good life on earth and forget about the past."

"I didn't understand it at the time, but as I got older, I guessed that the project she was in charge of should have been completed. She was supposed to get rid of a test subject like me, but she let me go."

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

"There should be some. After all, they are the legendary superior race, different from us." Sura rubbed his hands beside the fire.

"When I first met Orles, I guessed that she might be a silver-winged species. Except that she didn't have wings, the other descriptions were very similar."

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

"Her temperament is different from the silver-haired and silver-eyed races I remember."

"Huh?" Sura was a little discouraged.

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

……

In the next two days, Tilan used the captured furs in the settlement to sew sturdy winter coats with tight stitching. At first she was a little unfamiliar with the technique, but as she continued to make it, the knowledge she had learned in the past quickly emerged and came to her mind, and her speed became faster and faster.

Finally, it was time to set off.

(End of this chapter)