Witch Forest Friends Club

"Go to my territory - Hualan Villa."

(The first part of Lenghu is officially over, and the second part of Lenghu is about to start - I have always wanted to write a magical epic version of Wuthering Heights, I hope I can go all out and write a story that satisfies everyone. And Xiaoan’s finished picture is coming out soon Yes, I like it so much!)

Chapter 130 Sail to the Shuangcheng Port, a pilgrimage to the rapids!

Mushrooms chose me, and I will start the era of mushrooms. ——"Ankaye's Chat Notes"

The all-night turmoil surrounding the pilgrims and the demon group is also a trigger event worthy of a book and a monument in the long history of Shuangcheng Port.

Thanks to the joint efforts of the Raptors crossing the river and the local snakes, the disaster did not surface. It can be said that the losses suffered by the city were reduced to a controllable level—but it was also like an undercurrent rising at night, quietly soaking the city's blood. foundation, only a discerning few will realize the changes that are about to take place.

At least for Miss Marshall, the future owner of Cold Lake Territory, she is inclined to light the fuse in her own hands.

"Senior An, I will trouble you with the aftermath." Fan Na looked at the outline of the port approaching in high winds and rough waves from the bow, "Boss Black Marsh and Gambino are outsiders. Only the pilgrims who represent the academy, and I, the heir of the Marshall family, will join hands to restore the confidence of the people to live a stable life——I will fully support your actions."

"Just make up your mind." An Jiaye put on the black-rimmed glasses again, hiding his eyes under the low-key lenses.

At this time, they took the "Grey Shrike" left by the old wolf and left Black Swan Island, which was blocked by the fleet of the follow-up organization.

The "crocodile group" under the command of Bo at the border of the Black Marsh has completely taken over the waters, passing by many sailing ships along the way, what Anjaye saw was the polished muzzle on the deck, which was pushed out by the sailors The shooting holes were aimed menacingly at the city.

The port, which was supposed to be busy with the dawn, was now under the watchful eye of the Black Armored Army under "Caron the Patience", and had to fall into a state of silence.

The Black Marsh Naval Force, which controls the port, reached a cooperation with the wharf workers, and vacated a high-quality berth for the "Grey Shrike" that had just arrived at the port, facing side by side with the flagship "Obsidian Crocodile" of the Black Marsh Fleet.

The old Machius knight who landed first had already sent someone to bring Fanna's spell carriage over.

Among the people who came to welcome him, Anjaye found a familiar bird's nest head from a distance—Jana took off her peaked hat and waved it excitedly. She couldn't help but play the bagpipes and welcome her companions return.

After landing, Bode mentor bid farewell to the little witches.

"Ladies and gentlemen." The Winged Witch once again put on the "robin" mask and turned back into an ordinary witch, "I'm going to have a drink first. shop, with good wine that makes people drunk—see you at the inn tonight."

"I hope the proprietress will resume business." An Jiaye watched as the enthusiastic witch transformed into a shadow crow and escaped into the sky above the pier.

Immediately, the girls boarded the spell carriage with iron hoofs, and were escorted by Vanna's personal guards to the long street outside the port under martial law—it was just that it was difficult for these loyal knights to gain all of Vanna's trust. Leave it to her brother to command.

When the guards saw the revived Earnshaw for the first time, they all looked like they had seen a ghost.

"Captain?" The two knights looked at each other, as if they instinctively wanted to draw their swords to see if the undead in front of them could be physically retreated.

"Don't ask too many questions." The headless horseman sneered at his subordinates, and grabbed a horse, "Otherwise, I don't mind letting you become what I am now."

The spell carriage was slowly moving on the street, and the iron-cast horseshoe fell on the bluestone slab, rattling in the empty streets and alleys.

Anjaye looked at the bustling scene outside the window, while listening to Jana's report on the latest progress.

"Senior An, the old Jose's army, has already implemented security controls on the city, and Miss Gloria brought her Gaut mercenaries, and just cooperated with Gambino to complete the suppression of the municipal mansion and the noble district."

The bagpipe girl's crystal ball is connected to the eyeliner of small animals all over the city, which can provide her with real-time information.

"Miss Marshall, I'm sorry." Jana touched the head of the bird's nest, and smiled embarrassedly at Fanna, "Last night, in order to prevent the old Jose from fighting with the city defense team, we took the first shot and captured the west city wall of An Rand. But don't worry, there were no casualties."

Jana hesitated a bit.

"It's just Bunty and Adele who accidentally blew up the city gate."

"It's fine if it's not upgraded to a siege battle." Fan Na sighed, "You guys have worked hard too."

"That's good." Jana smiled awkwardly and thankfully, "The few of us can't afford to pay for the rebuilding gold coins."

Anjaye shook his head: "Don't worry, someone will assist in the reconstruction work."

"Senior An." Fan Na continued to take a deep breath, as if to relieve her inner pain, "The demon incident that broke out in the Lenghu leader made me deeply understand the corruption under the family rule. In order to solve the root of the corruption, Can you tell me what your preliminary plan is?"

"The 'Fire Guardian' of the dark city is worth wooing." Anjaye stared at Fanna's trembling eyelashes, with tears in her eyes, knowing that this lady from a noble family urgently needs guidance to rebuild her faith .

"The citizens have just experienced this turmoil. They don't know the inside story. They can only deduce from the experience of their ancestors in the past, and they are frightened. I understand their thoughts-they are afraid of further escalating violence, and they will not trust the promise of the ruler. In order to maintain stability in the city now, the citizens need to see something real and reassuring—”

Anjaye showed a happy smile: "Fortunately, we just got the treasure, didn't we?"

"Treasure?" Miss Fanna suddenly showed confusion.

"Xiao An has found the treasury gold buried in the ancient Antony Dynasty!" Kitten clapped her hands proudly, and her shadow servant immediately came out holding a pile of glittering gold coins and jewels to show off.

Jiana, who was watching silently, was instantly dazzled, and was so excited that she almost hit the roof of the carriage: "Senior An, what did you guys go through last night?"

"I'll let everyone know when I get back to the station."

An Jiaye calmly took a few wolf head gold coins from Shadow's little hand.

"Rebuilding the city, providing relief to the victims, and caring for the injured all require money, and the key to how to use this money is to transfer all the resources in the hands of nobles, merchants, craftsmen, and farmers to create a scene of urban revival."

"Senior An, do you want to use money to buy people's hearts?" Miss Fan Na was somewhat conflicted and puzzled. "It is true that the life of the citizens is very difficult, but won't this cause other economic problems and corruption?"

"Please listen to my detailed plan." Anjaye pushed the frame of the glasses, and a wise light flashed on the lenses.

Well, it seems that Miss Fanna has studied witchcraft for many years, but she hasn't stuffed any concepts of governance into her mind.

But that's part of her simplicity.

In the past, I really misunderstood her. She obviously looks like a scheming young lady.

Anjaye recalled his promise to Porfirio, and explained the plan to his companions: "I am not planning to simply distribute money, but to set up a non-profit chamber of commerce dedicated to promoting urban revival."

"We can first set aside part of the money as an example, and at the same time let other guys who want a share of the money contribute - especially Fernando's henchmen and partners, if they want to survive, they should spit out the meat they have eaten over the years. I think this At this point, Old Wolf and the 'shelter' will be happy to do it. If they don't want to be 'decent', we will help them be 'decent'."

"At the same time, the money needs to be supervised. The Chamber of Commerce must have an institution similar to the citizens' assembly system with representatives from all walks of life. At the same time, the leadership must be in the hands of the most reliable people."

Anjaye had already drawn up candidates.

"The old Lord Machius is highly respected in the local area. If he takes the lead in this matter, whether it is the local nobles, or the citizens and the guild of the 'Sanctuary', they will all be convinced and cooperate."

"I also think it's more appropriate for Grandpa Marcius to come forward." Fan Na's serious expression showed that she was also thinking about the possibility of the plan. "Shuangcheng Port does have a tradition of civic governance. The local guilds and gangs are deeply rooted. Even the Fernando family is also from a gang—"

"Senior Ke'an, imitating the system of the city-state and setting up an organization similar to the citizens' assembly may cause opposition from my family. Do you have a corresponding countermeasure?"

"Of course—the school will become a link to ease the conflict." An Jiaye said confidently, "Fanna, Lord Machius represents you, and you represent the school. The compromise method accepted by the nobles of the lake can also make up for the rift between the Marshall family and the Academy because of the Asuka Witch incident."

The purpose of the girl is to use the banner of the Academy to endorse the reform of Shuangcheng Port.

"For a long time, Shuangcheng Port has been in a state of artificial separation-the so-called light city and dark city, the tradition of the nobility and the tradition of the sanctuary are opposed to each other, but they are all based on the exploitation of the citizens-this kind of Tradition will always accumulate people's dissatisfaction and anger against the status quo, which will then lead to fierce conflicts and resistance. To be a wise ruler, you must not let the flames burn blindly along the foundation of the city, you must guide the flames to the ground, Be the light that illuminates the whole city."

"Sister An, I didn't expect you to see through the facts that I couldn't see clearly in just a few days—but why did you do this?" Miss Fan Na seemed to have been greatly shocked, and she stared at the student with a complicated expression. sister. "Such a difficult and complicated secular undertaking is a burden for pilgrims who want to pursue the truth of the great source."

Anjaye expressed her selfishness frankly.

"No, it's quite the opposite. This is an opportunity for us to show our ambitions. After all, the achievement of the road of pilgrimage is not just to defeat a few monsters and demons, and then we can hand over the answer sheet that satisfies the academy."

"Senior An, you are really strict with yourself." Fan Na shook her head and frowned.

"After all, Xiao An is unique." Elsa hugged An Jiaye's arm, buried her face in her chest, and looked up at her friend's face with those charming cat eyes, " The pilgrimage we have experienced is a story that belongs only to us."

Anjaye endured the harassment from the kitten, shook his head, and continued to reason with Fanna.

"After encountering Porfirio, I was thinking about a question. If we were really against such a noble and proud hero, how would we defeat him? Not just a defeat in battle - he is Oga's hero, worshiped by the people And follow him—even if the Academy can destroy him, how can it convince the people of Oga, instead of doubting Stella's Ten Covenants?"

"After all, the purpose of the devil is unknown. If because of this war, the beliefs of the people of Oga collapsed and became chaotic, causing more suffering on the peninsula, and thus being used by the devil, aren't we war criminals?"

"The world is so cold that it is easy to destroy beliefs, but it is more difficult to ignite the fire of beliefs."

The girl asked deafening questions again and again.

"Compared with the demons and monsters who prey on the weak, what are the advantages we have, and what are the lights that can illuminate the foggy age?"

"Academic spellcasters are, in the final analysis, intellectuals who yearn for truth, so what can we do on the way to the bridge of truth?"

Anjaye raised his open little hand and stared at the colorful mushroom that he had just picked in his palm.

"The knowledge and spell system mastered by many years of painstaking study, as well as the ten covenants that maintain the peninsula, all stem from the belief of our school - it is Stella's way of pilgrimage that creates the real strong."

Anjaye then shot an arrow-like gaze at Fanna, as if to penetrate the girl's tear-filled eyes and penetrate the restless heart.

"I have come to a conclusion from this."

"The pilgrimage of the strong is not just a journey to witness the world and experience oneself, but also a process of transforming the world."

"The pilgrimage will not become extinct in the hands of our generation, but will continue and be passed on from generation to generation, just as academics continue to develop and innovate."

"Fan Na, Shuangcheng Port needs a new lighthouse. Don't you want everyone to participate in casting it?"

Anjaye was trying to question the soul of the noble girl in front of her.

And her weapon is a belief rooted in the cognitive soil of the Stella witches. It is the core culture built by Galantia in the "Emerald Tree Court" around the "Pilgrimage", and it is also the "Taoism" understood by An Jiaye in her previous life. ".

As the most powerful privileged class in the entire peninsula—the girl saw a profound cultural identity within the witches during the operation of the Stargazing Academy, a cultural identity cultivated based on various factors such as the knowledge, system, and power of the Stella School .

Inspired by the pilgrimage between the starry sky and the world - the belief that strives to break through the laws of history and sublimate the complexity.

The communication with her own demons in the Sky Tower really awakened An Jiaye—even though she didn’t expect to be superior to all living beings, she still wanted to see the scenery of looking up at the vastness of the universe and looking down at the abundance of categories.

【Yes. 】At the same time, the girl is also strengthening herself,【I want to see more—to let the old wolf, Gloria, Wang Yanshi and other guys whose brains are covered with blood and fire, see and see—the dream of seizing what they desire, It cannot be achieved by force, glory and cunning alone. 】

Maybe it's unconvinced.With cognition and power, the girl has a sense of resistance to what oppresses her.

Only relying on the power held by a few extraordinary people can't save Wenlan. The declining civilization in the foggy age needs the light of humanity more and more.

And this light needs to be passed on to more like-minded people—Anjaye believes in the partners who are also disciples of Stella.

Alternative weights have been placed on both ends of the scale, and the rest is to test Fan Na's true determination.

While thinking silently, Anjaye turned his gaze out of the window again - those faces who hid at home and peeked at the streets through the gaps in the doors and windows were tormenting their mood - he had also experienced it deeply.

"Senior An." Fan Na finally let go of her hands clenched on her staff, wiped her eyes, and said with a broken face, "You will definitely have a place in the big classroom of the Academy in the future."

"You think too highly of me, and I'm just trying to climb on the road pioneered by my predecessors." An Jiaye curled his lips, Wenlan has many wise people.

"Actually, I also discussed this content with 'The Rose of Sade' during the voyage. Her Royal Highness quoted the theory of Gufana and Sade's sages, which gave me a lot of inspiration. I really want to practice it. Some perspective."

"Don't worry, Xiao An." Elsa puffed up her small chest and said confidently, "Even if your portrait can't fit in the big classroom of the academy, I've already thought about building a mage tower for you in Hearthglen."

Seeing Elsa's unconditional support, An Jiaye couldn't help being a little funny. I really don't know if she was just looking for fun, or simply believed in herself.

"Fanna, since the ancient sages who created the golden age of magic spells sought immortality from the source, the world has been changing, and the ancient sages did not know that the arrival of the age of mist, let the cast of the fire of wisdom pass on Readers, what are we facing—even if we can continue to rely on Dayuan now, but if it has a day, it will no longer choose to protect us—the cornerstone that can maintain the era is the secular power accumulated by the people.”

Anjaye handed over a gorgeous Amanita orange-capped mushroom to Fanna.

"Fanna, I chose the mushroom, and the mushroom chose me. You choose the people, and the people will choose you."

The blond girl took the mushroom from Anjaye's hand and held it tightly, her beautiful face no longer confused, as if she had made a vow.

"I understand, Senior Sister An. From today on, Vanna Marshall will be your follower."

An Jiaye's slender brows froze immediately.

what happened?Is the eldest lady just giving it away for nothing?

Anjaye quickly explained.

"It's not necessary, Fanna, we are partners. As a cripple from a commoner background, I don't have any desire to be a leader. I just hope that everyone can pursue the course of faith and advance bravely. Opening up the future in the fog is destined to be It's a long and difficult process, Fanna, I believe you can face all of this on your own."

"That's right, Fanna, believe in the strength of the academy, and Xiaoan's mind, right? Besides, we still have gold to pave the way, don't we?" Elsa stared at Miss Fanna covetously, "You will be the master of Lenghu in the future." Lord, that is the best reward for Xiao An."

"Senior An, I will go and persuade Grandpa Marchius." Fan Na wiped her tears, smiling like a flower, "I hope that all levels of Shuangcheng Port can understand your painstaking efforts, so that this plan can go smoothly carry out."

An Jiaye looked at Jana who seemed to be too moved, and suddenly lit a spark of inspiration.

"Now that we have money, power, and power, we have all these conditions. If we want to conduct a social experiment that will stabilize people's hearts in Cold Lake, we need some interesting things."

Seeing the curious gazes of his companions on his face, Anjaye felt a little guilty.After all, this is her personal bad taste.

"We also need entertainment and packaging to relieve the pressure of citizens and increase affinity."

"Is it a Magic Dou card?" Jana raised her hand curiously.

"That's one way. But isn't there a ready-made performance?" An Jiaye said solemnly, "The border martial arts competition will be the best stage for us to gather people's hearts."

"Jana." An Jiaye smiled interestedly at Miss Bagpipe, "Would you like to reminisce about your time in the circus?"

"Circus?" Jana's eyes widened. "Sounds like fun."

Chapter 130 Mushrooms and roses, beauty that does not yield to fate

Amanitas are poisonous, and roses have thorns. Those who suffer from coveting them have to examine their own problems instead. ——"Ankaye's Chat Notes"

The spell carriage carrying Anjaye and others was inspected formally when it encountered an additional sentry post set up by the army along the way as it passed through the commercial street.

Even if the sergeants almost all recognized the witch carriage belonging to the pilgrims, they could only go through it with vigilance and routine after Jana showed her pass.

"Fanna, it seems that they are still thinking about the conflict between you and old Jose." Elsa saw the old wolf's subordinates and the few knight masters of Lenghu confronting each other coldly, not forgetting to have fun .

"The issue between me and Gambino will be decided by Senior Sister An." Fan Na said solemnly, "I will restrain Earnshaw. As long as the leader of the cold lake does not suffer major trauma in the following storm, the Marshall family Compromise is nothing."

"Fanna, thank you for your hard work." An Jiaye observed the situation of martial law in the city, and responded to Fanna's awakening, "I will find a way for the old wolf."