She Is Not a Witch

Chapter 518 The Holy Mountain of Karen Riel

The capital of clock towers, Mozwa.

Although it is deep winter, there is no snow in the city near the ocean, and the sky is still gray. I don't know if it is smoke and dust covering the sky, or the sun is dim in winter.

There are many pedestrians wearing coats on the streets, many of them are magicians and alchemists, and some are the staff of various workshops in the city. Among them are calculators, clerical typists, warehouse dispatchers, and maintenance technicians. Personnel, postman, etc.

Compared to the rest of the Ivar world, the former capital of Rourna, Mozwa is more of a renaissance city. But unlike the advocacy of humanities, there are really extraordinary magic and various magical alchemy creations here.

The giant airships flying over the sky, the heavy motorcycles on the streets, the radiant hollow patterns on the shops, the swishing sound of the typewriters in the roadside shops, and the mechanical guns and swords carried by the patrol members all show the same relationship as the past. Earth's civilization is completely different.

On a street near the edge of the city, a man wearing a top hat and a black trench coat walked silently, his boots stepped in the shallow puddles, and a slight splash of water echoed in the alley.

ta turned a few corners and came to the front of a cafe.

The front door of the cafe is a revolving hard metal door, but a large glass is inlaid in the middle, and the frame is painted with black paint, which looks a bit artistic, making it more in line with the temperament of this store.

The man in black took out a small dark gold card face from his pocket and put it in the groove on the wall beside the gate. A burst of magic brilliance flowed into the groove along with the complicated lines on the card face, and the gate also There was a soft sound, and then the man in black pushed the door and entered.

Unlike ordinary cafes, there are only members here, so there are very few customers. After the man in black walked in, there were only three people sitting at two tables. The two of them were talking in a low voice. Don't worry about it. The man in black walked straight to the other table, where someone was waiting for him.

"You're here." Sitting at the mahogany table was a neatly dressed man with a white silk scarf on his collar fastened with metal buttons, watching the guest entering the cafe at the moment.

"Yeah." The man in black answered briefly before sitting across from him.

ta took off the hat, shook off a little water droplets, and put it aside, revealing the long gray hair under the hat. ta's face is like a man and a woman. At first glance, it is very beautiful, but if you look closely, it feels ordinary. If you get along for a long time, you will ignore it unconsciously.

"This trip to the south, the adults are very satisfied with you, even those two highnesses, praise your achievements."

"Well." ta responded briefly, as if he didn't care about this kind of evaluation.

"The new mission is down, this time to the holy mountain of Karen Riel in the north."

"What's up?"

"Assist Bishop of Thebes to become Pope, he doesn't like Crancia."

"are these all?"

"Yes." After thinking for a few seconds, the man continued.

"Don't reveal your identity, even if you reveal it, it will make people feel that we didn't do it."

"I know." The gray-haired man in black nodded.

The man opposite looked at the gray-haired black-clothed man who didn't know the male or female, and tapped his fingers slightly for a long time.

"Do you need any assistance?"

"Maybe." Ta replied indifferently.

"Oh, although you are very confident, the organization also knows that this mission is not easy, and this is a backup method."

"If it doesn't work, kill the other competitors directly."

After speaking, the man clapped his hands, and the other two guests in the cafe suddenly stopped talking, picked up the suitcase at hand, walked over, put it on the table, and then returned to the previous table to continue the conversation. , as if everything just now was an illusion.

The man opened the box and found a transparent bottle inlaid in velvet with a tear-shaped gemstone floating around in black and white metal.

"This is the relic of a witch. After being processed by those two highnesses, it can be used twice. The effect is equivalent to the full power of a Sequence 9 witch."

"What effect?" the man in black asked in a neutral voice.

"Is it effective, hehe." The man opposite looked at the man in black, his pupils and facial expressions remained motionless, he added the sugar cube at hand to the coffee and stirred gently.

"Just like this piece of candy, it disappears."

The man in black nodded slightly and closed the suitcase, and then its magic and power fluctuations were hidden, even Sequence 9 was difficult to detect.

He stood up and was about to leave the cafe with his suitcase, when a voice came from behind.

"The witch's title is the Witch of Salt, and she died in a secret siege by the church thousands of years ago."

The man in black nodded slightly, then pushed open the revolving iron door and walked out of the cafe.

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Emenas, Temple College.

A group of people, including 2 teachers and 8 students, boarded the back of a white dragon, sat on the saddle of the dragon's back, and then followed the dragon's wings, and a thrust came from the back. The dragon rose directly into the sky.

This flaming dragon from the Sanctuary is a Sequence 7 existence. It is not too old and has a mild personality. It is suitable for picking up these students who travel between the Sanctuary and Emenas.

High in the sky, the wind was cold.

A faint halo appeared around the dragon, offsetting the whistling cold wind and airflow, and everyone felt a little more comfortable.

Riding a giant dragon is a very novel experience for many students, and they are curiously watching the ride.

The back of the giant dragon sometimes wants to reach out and touch the white scales of the giant dragon.

But a few of them still held back their curiosity a little. It would not be wonderful if they made the dragon unhappy. Besides, as exchange students now, they also have to take care of the face of the academy, and they can't be as casual as they were in school. .

After flying for a long time, when it was dark, mountains and peaks began to appear in the distant field of vision.

The dragon walks through the mountain peaks. Between the peaks are tall palaces and churches. The slate steps extend between the mountains. There will be a tall fire pillar at intervals around it, illuminating the mountain road below.

Pedestrians in various clothes walked on the mountain road, they walked on foot, sometimes worshipped, and whispered some words in their mouths.

This flaming dragon tilted its wings, turned its direction in front of a high mountain, then slowly slowed down and landed on an open space halfway up the mountain.

Ingrid took the lead and jumped off the dragon saddle, and the following students also jumped from above.

Although they are 5-6 meters above the ground, these students are all extraordinary, and naturally they will not be injured.

Loren Hill also landed on this open space. In front of it was a tall palace half-covered in the mountain, behind it was a huge abyss nearly 100 meters wide, and below it was a very deep valley with some gravel and small trees.

Halfway up the mountain are trees covered with snow, and some palaces and platforms are exposed in the valley, faintly.

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