She Is Not a Witch

　　 The boundary between the sky and the sea is white, and an orange sun slowly rises from the sea, and then gradually turns into a blazing golden white, as if it really woke up from sleep.

The white pavilion is 5 storeys high, with a prominent large cylindrical shape in the middle, a rectangular parallelepiped on both sides, and two large cubes on the other end of the rectangular parallelepiped. The overall shape is roughly like this. In fact, there are only 4 floors on both sides. Only the middle building has 5 floors, and the top floor is a beautiful prismatic spire. The pavilion is roughly white, and the roof tiles and corners are dark purple, and its style is similar to the Bavarian style in Lorrainhill’s memory.

Lorrain Hill’s room is on the left side of the third floor. The birds outside the window sing cuckoo cuckoo on the spruce tree, the white light of the sky shines through the gaps of the dark curtains, and the girl sleeps on the bed in a white nightdress. , Satin-like hair scattered on the pillows, thin blankets and between the white collarbones.

After the sun slowly rose, it took a while for the girl to open her eyes reluctantly. She actually woke up for a while, but she still didn’t want to get up. She slept for a while behind the tent and the carriage. , Finally lying on the soft bed again, a touch of satisfaction and happiness came from all corners of the body.

　　唔, let's get up. After all, I don’t live alone, so I can sleep as long as I want, but I still have to pay a little attention to my image. While thinking like this, she slowly propped up from the bed, shook her head to wake herself up, and then opened the curtains, and the light from the sky illuminates the cozy bedroom.

Sitting in front of the dressing table and simply taking care of her hair, after tying the headband, she remembered that this is a new bedroom and did not know where her clothes were placed. She looked around and then opened the white closet next to it. , A dazzling array of dresses appeared in front of her, making her a little overwhelmed for a while.

　　 Is this for her? The problem is that she only arrived yesterday, which means it should be put away at the earliest before she entered the bedroom last night. But how do they know her proportions? They only appeared at the Chamber of Commerce headquarters last night.

　　 Lorrain Hill took out a few clothes at random and tried them. The fit unexpectedly didn't look like a general money at all. Instead, they were cut according to her figure.

How did they do it in advance? Wait, there is still a time gap. When she showed up at the headquarters, it was just late at night, and when she came back to rest, it was near the early morning. There was a time gap of nearly five hours in between. Is this called a professional? ?

　　 I carefully recalled that in the steward I met yesterday, there were several clothing workshops, maybe they were secretly preparing, and they would know when they asked Chelsea.

　　 stopped thinking about these flattering actions. She chose a white body dress that fits her aesthetics. The simplicity has just the right light blue decoration.

There are some rococo-style elegant long skirts in the closet. The skirts are bell-shaped, with arc-shaped skirt supports, layers of patterned pleats, and skirts behind them. This type of skirt is currently popular among the westerly nobles, but Lorraine Hill is not too cold. I just feel too restrictive and inconvenient, just like a beautifully decorated colorful vase, that is, it looks good, and it doesn't feel comfortable to wear.

　　 After a simple dressing, she pushed open the bedroom door. There were already 4 maids waiting outside the door. This was the result of her request yesterday. According to Chelsea's standard, 12 were the norm. This waste of manpower made the girl quite a little lamented. She doesn't need the number of people to serve to show her identity, but considering that she is unfamiliar with the need for someone to lead the way, she intends to keep two.

　　 "Good morning, Miss."

　　 The four maids bowed their heads and saluted. They were all pretty and young, holding towels and the like in their hands, and then took the girls to the bathroom.

　　 Breakfast was cranberry bread and honey tea. After a brief meal, Lorraine Hill began to inquire about Serres, the housekeeper.

　　 "How are the other children of Mr. Angus and his mother now?"

　　 "Their mother and son live in a single-family attic at 209 Gladiolus Street, Hopeland, where security is very good. Yesterday, some people were urgently sent to protect them in secret."

　　 "Well, prepare an inconspicuous carriage. I will visit it secretly today."

　　 "Yes, Missy."

　　 After the Calides Chamber of Commerce returned from Lorrain Hill, it ended its previous uneasy emotions, and various orders began to be distributed from the headquarters to distant branches to inform future arrangements and decisions. A steward of horse-drawn carriages scattered from the huge headquarters, and one of the ordinary horse-drawn carriages was also mixed in.

　　 Lorraine Hill put on a black robe again, and then he got on the carriage, followed the wheel across the bluestone street, turned several turns, and came to Jianlan Street. This is the place where the nobles lived in Hopland's early years. Later, after Wilga became independent, most of the nobles withdrew, and those who remained were also bought by the rich. The law and order here has always been good. However, Hoplander's true top flow is not here, but in the wide courtyards to the west. Those courtyards were built after the establishment of Verga, updated and more pleasing in style.

　　 Lorrain Hill got off the carriage, then Seres wore a rigorous butler's gown and knocked on the door. Next to the carriage stood two elite guards dressed as attendants, who intentionally or unintentionally blocked the sight of others.

　　 The door squeaked open. Under the violent sunlight at noon, the woman in the room seemed to be unable to open her eyes. It took a while before she recognized the housekeeper.

　　 "Hello, Mrs. Mela, in Lower Seres, I followed Master Angus before, do you remember?"

　　 "You...Hello, I remember that you are a respectable person. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com has given me and my children a lot of help."

　　 "You are too interested, I am also helping you according to Lord Angus' orders. This is nothing."

　　 Seres paused for a while, then turned sideways, allowing Lorrain Hill to appear in front of the woman.

　　 "This is Miss Lacey, the daughter of Lord Angus. She wants to visit you, do you think it's okay?"

　　 "Yes, yes, please wait a moment, the room is too messy." The woman's voice was a little frightened.

　　 After a while waiting for the meeting, Lorrain Hill was greeted into the room, and a cool breath came to his face.

　　 The curtains in the house are mostly drawn, and the lighting is a bit bad. Considering that it is summer, it is normal to be afraid of heat. The room is relatively dry and cool, and it is quiet at noon. Only occasionally the sound of the pendulum in the hall can be heard.

　　 The grandfather clock made of mahogany and brass is in the middle of the hall against the wall. The upper area is covered with a thick layer of gray. In a quiet room, you can see some dust slowly drifting in the sunlight through the gaps of the curtains.

　　 Mrs. Mela poured two cups of cold water from the porcelain jug next to her and placed it on the table. There was also some dust on the lid of the porcelain jug, but fortunately, the water in it was fairly clean. It should have been prepared yesterday or this morning.

Lorrain Hill looked at the lady in a black dress. She was a little pale, without any decorations on her body, and wrinkles on her forehead. She was only in her thirties, but she felt a kind of twilight, uneasy and uneasy. Looking at Lorrain Hill nervously.

　　 "I'm very sorry, Mrs. Mela, I have unfortunate news to tell you today that the Angusda was attacked during the return journey some time ago and has left us forever."

　　 As the girl's voice fell, the lady shook her hand and touched the tea cup next to her, and then a crisp voice sounded on the ground, smashing to pieces.