Chapter 286: Charcoal Fire in the Black Forest

After Miss Herron wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, her emotions slowly stabilized.

"Sorry, I made you laugh." She suddenly felt a little embarrassed and covered her cheeks with her hands.

"No, it seems that I heard a very distant story, which makes people feel nostalgic and curious." Roland Hill shook his head.

Hundreds of years ago, the 'Warm Oak' faction had a lot of power in the North, but it didn't last forever.

After the death of Lorraine, the witch faction lost its backbone. Coupled with the battles between the countries in the north, the 'Warm Oak' also divided into several factions, and so on, until the rise of the Verdant Kingdom.

With the expansion of the army of the Green Kingdom, the small countries in the north gradually fell, and then the remnants of the eternal dark island returned. They helped the green empire to remove the last obstacle in the north, and thus were accepted by the empire and became a part of the empire. member.

Then there are the stories and legends of the northern nobles headed by the Trey family who went south. These remnants of the Quicksilver Dynasty were good at necromancy and military strategy, and they made a lot of contributions in the expansion of the empire, and the fiefs became more and more. As it grew, in the end, the Emperor of the Empire simply made the Trey family the guardian of the North, the Duke of Raven, and the fiefdoms of many of the remnants of Eternal Dark Island were also concentrated in the North.

In the process, the remnants of Ever Dark Island naturally also brought past necromancers and some witches from the necromancer sequence.

For the descendants of the Quicksilver Dynasty, those who use the natural sequence are basically from the elf faction, and it is hard to say that they have a good opinion, and these new northern nobles no longer need the witches of 'Warm Oak' to serve them. Natural , the 'Warm Oak' faction gradually declined, and no one has heard of it anymore.

"Ms. Grey Crow is a powerful witch. Under her leadership, the witches of Black Feather are ruthless and wise. Slowly, no one wants any witches from our faction, and then there are fewer and fewer." Miss Herron Recall the history that Grandma Afona told her.

"The witch seemed to be very hateful last night? Why is that?" Roland Hill recalled the scene at that time. Logically speaking, 'Warm Oak' should not pose a threat to them.

"This... Probably for some reason in history." Miss Herron looked at the table in front of her and stroked her hair.

"In the era when the Eternal Dark Island remnants just logged in and returned to the mainland, what do you think the people in the north would think of them, welcomed or rejected?"

"This... I guess I don't want to see it." Roland Hill recalled the historical records. After the disintegration of the Quicksilver Dynasty, many necromancer families were persecuted, and after the disintegration at that time, many famous families in the dynasty also disappeared. in those chaotic times.

"Well, I really don't want to see it, so there were a lot of conflicts at the beginning, and the northern kingdoms were dominant in the early days. It was not until the Green Empire accepted and united these Eternal Dark Island remnants that the situation gradually reversed."

"During this period, there have been many wars. Our witches of 'Warm Oak' are naturally supporters of the local original forces, so they have also fought with those black feather witches many times, and the two sides have formed hatred for this."

"So it is." Roland Hill sighed.

"Sorry, it's not a wonderful story. In fact, I also heard a lot of things from Grandma Aifona. There are many incomplete and vague places. Our faction has lost too much knowledge and secrets." Herron The young lady was a little embarrassed and talked to Loren Hill about the lack of content she told.

"No, in fact, I learned a lot of history that was covered up." The girl shook her head.

Afterwards, Loren Hill got up and said goodbye to Herron for the time being.

"I'll be leaving tomorrow afternoon. If you have anything you want to know, you can continue to come to me." Heron said goodbye to the girl.

"Afternoon, I see." The girl nodded, then walked away slowly with the doll, and walked down the stairs.

After leaving the Atsugi Hotel, it was almost noon, which was also the warmest time of the day.

Many people on the street will open the door at this time to ventilate and ventilate, and then sit at the door to bask in the sun, chat, or do some simple manual work.

Walking on the street, Lorraine Hill rarely felt the lively scene in the northern town. There were obviously many more pedestrians on the street, and the market was also full of all kinds of shouts.

Thinking of bringing something to eat for Luna, who got up later, Roland Hill did not go back directly, but continued to walk on the street to see if there were any snack or gourmet shops.

But Jackdaw Harbor is after all a remote place in the north. There are not many rich people here, and there are few dessert shops. The girl has been away for a long time and has not found it.

Finally, Roland Hill stopped in front of a grilled fish shop with smoke and aroma.

Smelling the fragrance wafting from the tip of her nose, which was mixed with pine wood and spices, with a slightly spicy taste, the girl felt a little hungry.

Fill yourself up first.

In this way, Roland Hill walked into this fiery grilled fish restaurant.

Unexpectedly, she saw several elves sitting and dining among a group of locals, and even Charlie was among them.

"Jialan is here too, just in case you want to come over to eat~" The elf girl raised the wooden skewer in her hand to grill the fish and waved to Roland Hill.

It looks like there is no escape.

Roland Hill blinked, and had to walk over and sit down beside Charlie.

This is a shed built in the open air. Many people are sitting here. There are charcoal fire racks in front of the tables of several elves, and fish pieces with fragrance on them.

"Miss Jialan, how are you~"

The elf was also very happy to see Roland Hill. After all, this was the only human being in the envoy, and he had attracted everyone's attention for a long time.

"Hello everyone, I hope I didn't disturb you." Roland Hill said a little embarrassedly.

"Ahaha, nothing, in fact, the more people there are, the happier you will be, and our elves are not that rigid and withdrawn." One of the elves scholar pushed his glasses and replied with a smile.

Among these elves, there are scholars in robes, bards with feather caps, strong swordsmen, and excellent students like Xia Li who accompanied the group. It can be said that the coverage is very wide.

"Miss Jialan goes shopping today, it's really rare, is this doll bought new?" An elf looked curiously at the doll in the girl's arms.

With silver hair, delicate clothes in black, blue and white, and a smooth and soft appearance, this doll, even those who don't know how to do it, can see that the workmanship is meticulous and the value is high.

"No, I actually made this myself, but I didn't take it out before." The girl shook her head.

"Wow, that's great, Jialan." Xia Li looked at the doll with silver hair and black dress, and there were stars in her eyes. She could see that she was very interested.

"Can I hug her? I really want to try it." Charlie opened her arms.

"Well, it's up to her whether she agrees or not." Roland Hill looked at Charlie, tapped her chin with her finger, and replied thoughtfully.

Would you like to introduce Yixue to everyone at this time? If Yixue was there, the trip to the ice elf would probably be much smoother.

"No, I don't want to be hugged by someone other than Jialan." After speaking, the doll in his arms suddenly came to life and spoke, surprising the people around him.

"This...is it a ghost leaning over." An elf scholar quickly reacted and made a correct guess.

"Yes, she is also my good friend. This is the body I made for her." Roland Hill lifted Yixue and made her stand on his knees.

When the girl introduced it, the doll was also looking at the elves at the table, as if looking for something, and the crystal-encrusted eyes were moving and beautiful.

"That's it, you can call me Yixue." Looking down slightly disappointed, the puppet lady bowed politely.

"It's amazing, it's amazing... It's even more powerful than Grandpa Gramsa's invention." Xia Li covered her face, speechless in surprise.

"It's a very powerful ghost, and it can maintain such a sense of reason and sobriety." Even if these elves couldn't see Yixue's strength for the time being, they vaguely sensed that this one was unusual.

"I'm curious how Miss Jialan got to know this friend. We elves all live in the forest, and many elves have never seen undead in their lives."

"This, it's going to be a long story again, let's talk about it next time." Roland Hill blinked, trying to sneak in, as if Irene had talked to her a few days ago.

"Ahaha, it's actually our rudeness." The elves were not surprised, they expressed their understanding.

After that, Roland Hill sat here, eating grilled and browned fish in a lively open-air shop.

The charcoal fire licked the skin and flesh of the fish, making it slightly charred and rolled up, and a grain of salt melted in it, and then released bursts of fragrance.

Eating grilled fish and drinking local warm milk wine, Roland Hill gradually became familiar with these elves.

"Have you all learned about the history of the North?" Roland Hill suddenly remembered and asked these elves in the Emerald Forest when they were about to eat.

"I have a general understanding, is Miss Jialan curious about this town?" An elf scholar turned his eyes.

"Because of the rule of the two kings in the past, the Emerald Forest contains all copies of the imperial library, so it is not difficult for the elves to contact the past history of the empire."

This is also true, Roland Hill suddenly realized that in the past, the forest elves were actually half the masters of the empire, and they knew a lot of things for granted, and they had long lifespans and had enough time to study in detail, so the historical records were excellent.

"I seemed to have met a witch from the north yesterday, and suddenly became curious about them."

"That's right, indeed, witches can only be seen in the north now." The elf scholar replied with a sense of gloom.

"Does Miss Jialan want to know the history of witches?"

"Yes or no, I just became interested in the witch school in the north." She knew a lot about the Quicksilver Dynasty, but Roland Hill knew less about the history of the early third era.

"The school of witches in the north, this one is naturally headed by Lady Grey Crow, that is, Her Highness Gargared..."

"And in the distant past, I seem to have heard of another school, named after oak."

"'Warm Oak'? This name is hardly mentioned now. I didn't expect Miss Jialan to hear it." After speaking, the scholar put down the cup in his hand and spoke slowly.

"This school was indeed popular in the North, but because of the very early death of the witch, the subsequent development gradually separated and gradually declined."

"But if you really want to talk about the reason, I'm afraid it has to do with the ideal of the witch. That kind of idea was eventually rejected by both humans and elves, so it died silently."

"I'm afraid Miss Jialan doesn't know how the witch's idea was maverick at that time. It was almost between humans and elves, and another model was created, based on forests and trees, to establish a forest in the sea. independent country."

"If an ordinary person thinks like this, others will only laugh at his wishful thinking, but that witch has such power, and can really realize this idea."

The scholar slowly told the other side of history, a crazy story that was completely different from what Miss Herron told.

The weeping oak witch, Lorraine.

She hates frost, hates wind and snow, and only likes warm scenes. Under her leadership, the forests are covered with long tracks of tree roots. Large beasts pull the log-like long cars and move fast on the tracks. .

These long wagons hewn from hard oak, carrying dark coal, traveled through the villages and towns of the forest before delivering the supplies.

The dark cinders and charcoal blocks ignited in the tree house, and the dark red fire light ignited, bringing bursts of warmth.

In almost every village and town, there are witches in black with long staffs. They are good at two types of magic, fire and trees. Under their command and guidance, tall oak tree houses are built in the forest, and then The root track is connected.

With the help of the tracks and log carts in this forest, the 'Warm Oak' witch school has influenced and controlled more and more places in the north, reaching almost every corner.

The place that was originally cold and uninhabitable, with the support of charcoal fire and the protection of tree houses, began to become populated. They dig mines, dig underground, and plant dense oak forests, which are dark forests that even light cannot penetrate. .

Under the protection of such a tree wall ring, the wind and snow are kept out and become slightly more pleasant.

As a result, gathering points began to be established, and the newly built villages and towns naturally completely obeyed the 'warm oak' school and gradually broke away from the hands of the nobles.

The kingship began to be corroded. Except for the big cities and ports, the kings in the north were gradually replaced by witches.

The witches impart their knowledge in such oak rings and gradually become the spiritual and practical leaders of the local people, they no longer know the king and the world outside, only the witches and witches in the forest.

In the misty, dark and deep forest, these residents began to live another closed and simple life. There was no need to worry or think about their plans and livelihoods for the year. The witches would direct everything.

The outside world is not beautiful, only the warm tree house is everything, and everyone does not need to go out and expose themselves to the cruel cold wind and snow.

Don't worry, every month, those gray-haired boars full of wind and snow will pull long carts and bring simple and endless black charcoal. The witches manage everything wisely.

The woods are good, the oak is sacred, the witch is kind, and everyone lives a simple and happy life.

If it can stay that way.

"A few years later, those kings and nobles couldn't bear this situation and launched a war. On the surface, it was a war of various countries. In fact, it was in the name of crusade and retake over the various villages and towns below."

"In order to break the local residents' superstition about witches, the captured witches were tied to wooden frames by soldiers and burned to death as a warning."

"After Lorraine passed away, the conflict between the 'Warm Oak' school and the kingship became more and more serious, and several wars were fought. Finally, under the influence of external factors, they reconciled and sat together."

"Therefore, it's not without reason that this school came into being and quickly disappeared in history." After the scholar finished his brief description, he picked up the warm milk wine beside him and took a soothing sip. .