Mountain and Forest Kingdom

boom!

The tall tree of twenty to thirty meters slowly fell to the ground, its branches and leaves stained with dust and snow covering the ground.

A dozen crows stood on a nearby tree, waiting to eat.

Sariel and Lawrence stood nearby, and Amarble and others also looked at these fallen giant trees in shock.

There is no need to hide the matter of the witch. Lawrence is already the Crowfeather Prophet here, so what else should he hide?

Originally, he wanted to hide the affairs of his witches from the outside world. Later, after encountering wizards and intruders from outside, Lawrence found that there was little point in hiding it.

Especially after taking everyone through the eternal night this year, Lawrence found that both Delen and the others had firmly believed that he was a pure-blood wizard.

In this situation, there is no excuse at all.

"Emma, ​​you are here to watch over the workers, and pour the accumulated sheep manure, chicken manure, and pig manure into it. Just one bucket of each is enough, not more."

Emma said respectfully: "Yes, Master."

Lawrence also arranged for the men around him to come over to work, cut off the branches and leaves of the big trees and pull them out to dry. At the same time, he also used these branches and leaves to build the roofs of new houses.

This year, more houses will be built, mainly to accommodate young people and girls getting married, and to be used as barns, warehouses, livestock sheds, tool rooms and guest rooms.

After Lawrence took Sariel and Derren away from the place, people nearby started talking quickly.

"Master Prophet's magic is so powerful! Not only can he call out the sun, he can also make big trees fall down!"

"It's Master Delen's witchcraft! I know several Cloda people, and they say Master Delen knows witchcraft!"

"No, it's the magic of the prophet! I just saw it. The prophet stood there and looked at the trees, and those trees fell down on their own!"

"But Master Delenn was reading some strange words just now. Those trees are she closest to?"

"No, it's the master's prophetic magic! The master called for the crow, and also called for the power of God!"

"Gah!"

"Look, the crow said I was right too!"

Not far away, a group of crows were flying around the fallen tree, looking for fallen fruits and insects that had spent the winter under the bark.

The big crow brought back more than a dozen crow friends. These crows spend the winter in the church during the night, and these days they hang out with the chickens.

The big crow is used to eating chicken feed. With his example, the other crows quickly learned how to eat chicken feed.

Rather than looking for food on their own, these crows prefer to eat the more delicious chicken feed on time.

After the chickens were free-range these days, the crows began to look for food on their own.

The appearance of crows has little direct effect on Lawrence. He only wastes food and poops everywhere every day.

But the indirect effect is still very large, greatly improving the mystery of Crow Feather Prophet.

After returning to the house, Salil asked: "Is it okay after Emma and the others find out?"

Salil has been asked by Andrew since she was a child not to expose things about witches. Once exposed, she will be in big trouble, and even people like Andrew can't deal with it.

Lawrence, who was much thinner than Andrew, looked calm.

"It doesn't matter." Lawrence smiled: "A single witch must hide well, but if we are a group, there is no need."

Salil was a little skeptical, "Is that so?"

Lawrence consoled him, "That's right. Just like the puppy Doug, when he was the only one living outside, he was just a foreign dog that was bullied by other dogs."

"But if a litter of puppies came here, look at Doug now. He is much stronger than the other two stupid dogs. If five or six Dougs came together, other puppies must want to join him. group, it’s not that it’s being squeezed out.”

Sariel felt justified and felt much more comfortable.

Lawrence added: "Dren and Lathander are both the leaders of the Cloda people. I am also the leader of everyone here. You guys are our Valkyries here. We are not the same now. We are here now." the master."

"I am the male master and you are one of the female masters. Anyone who dares to mess with us will mess with everyone here!"

Lawrence suddenly felt that he needed a more formal name.

Both the Clodagh and the Durela now need a new identity.

Crowfeathers?

Prophet?

Forget it, I’m still a Forester.

Lawrence felt that the clearer the meaning, the better, so he directly defined everyone on his side as forest people.

"From now on, we here will call ourselves the Mountain Foresters, because we are in the mountains and we are also the people of the Agama Mountains."

Salil had no problem with this, and felt much more relaxed after discovering that she could live freely and openly.

"Thank you Lawrence! Now I don't have to hide things about the witch!"

Lawrence asked curiously: "Then who do you want to tell these secrets that you are keeping in your heart?"

After Salil realized this problem, she first thought about many people.

After thinking about it for a while, I found that the people closest to me had actually known about this for a long time.

People like Amarble and others must know it now.

There is no need to talk about the rest of the people.

After thinking like this for a few seconds, Salil quickly wiped her hands in embarrassment, "No, I feel the same as before. I went to work. Are you going to eat fish soup and bread today?"

"Okay, some more potatoes." Lawrence didn't dwell on the issue.

Salil walked into the kitchen to cook in a good mood and started humming a song unknowingly.

Lawrence and Sophia carried Derren to the bedroom to rest, and then sat in front of the fireplace making wood tools.

Sophia brought fresh juice to Delen, licked her mouth and said, "Just leave a little for me."

Delen raised his head and drank most of it in a few sips, then handed the cup to Sophia.

Sofia looked down and found that there was still a little bit left in it, so she quickly raised her head and drank it.

"It tastes so good!" Sofia happily walked to the counter and put the cup on the side to be washed. "Master, why can't Kehalan drink fruit juice, but can drink fruit wine? Obviously they are all fruits from the mountains over there. made."

Lawrence explained: "Wine made from fruits is a change, while fruit juice is not much changed."

Young children always have a lot of questions and ideas. Sophia said whimsically: "Then if the juice is made from fruits ripened by another witch, will Khalan still hate it?"

This question made the smart Lawrence think.

Theoretically, it's not that Keharan can't eat fruit, it's because he doesn't want to eat the fruit he ripened himself.

Theoretically speaking, the witch's ripening is to use her own magic power to make things, which is like processing an item with her own unused waste.

Winemaking is about changing this mark over time and subtle changes, similar to the relationship between chemical fertilizers and fresh fruits and vegetables.

But the magic of the witch is not really waste. Whether it is Drew, Salil, or Lathander, they all like the ripened fruits of Khalan.

"It should be okay, just like...a kiss."

Lawrence didn't want to teach a child a bad lesson, but the real feeling was that it was like two witches offering each other good morning greetings.

Sofia nodded seriously, "So that's it! I don't like kissing my own mouth either. When I wake up in the morning, my mouth that I haven't brushed feels very smelly."

Lawrence comforted: "Brush your teeth every day before going to bed, and they will become sweeter."