Rumble!

Twenty or thirty meters of trees slowly fell to the ground, and branches and leaves covered the ground with dust and snow.

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

Sariel and Lawrence stood nearby, and Emma Bull and the others looked at the fallen giant trees in shock.

There is no need to hide the witch's affairs anymore, Lawrence is the Raven Feather Prophet here, what else is there to hide?

Originally, he wanted to hide the witch from the outside world, but after encountering the wizards and intruders outside, Lawrence found that there was little point in concealing it.

Especially after taking everyone through the eternal night this year, Lawrence found that both Delenn and the rest of the group had firmly believed that they were pure-blood wizards.

In this situation, there is no justification at all.

"Emma, you take care of the workers here, and pour the accumulated sheep manure, chicken manure and pig manure into it, one bucket of each one, not too much."

Emma respectfully said, "Yes, master." ”

Lawrence arranged for the men around him to come and work, cutting down the branches and leaves of the trees and pulling them to dry, and also using them as the roof of the new house.

This year, more houses will be built, mainly for married girls and girls, as well as for barns, warehouses, livestock sheds, tool rooms and guest rooms.

After Lawrence left with Saliel and Delen, the people nearby quickly began to talk.

"The Prophet's master's magic is truly powerful! Not only can you call out the sun, but you can also make the tree fall! ”

"It's Lord Delenn's sorcery! I know several Claudadians, and they say that Lord Deren knows sorcery! ”

"No, it's the magic of the Prophet! I just saw that the Prophet was standing there looking at the trees, and the trees fell on their own! ”

"But Mistress Delenn was just saying something strange, and the trees were the closest she was to?"

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

"Gah!"

"You see, the crow also said that I was right!"

Not far away, a flock of crows is flying around the fallen tree, looking for fallen fruit and bugs that have wintered under the bark.

The big crow brought back a dozen crow friends, who spent the winter in the church at night, and the chickens these days.

The big crow itself is accustomed to eating chicken feed, and there is a role model for its behavior, and the rest of the crows quickly learn how to eat chicken feed.

Rather than looking for food on their own, these crows prefer to eat better 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, and every day in addition to wasting food is pooping everywhere.

However, the indirect effect is still very large, which greatly improves the mystery of the Raven Feather Prophet.

After returning to the house, Sariel asked, "Is it okay to be known to Emma and the others?" ”

Sariel has been asked by Andrew not to expose witches since she was a child, and once exposed, there will be a lot of trouble, and even people like Andrew can't deal with it.

Lawrence, who was much thinner than Andrew, had a calm face.

"It's okay." Lawrence smiled, "A single witch must be hidden, but if we are a group, there is no need. ”

Sariel was a little skeptical, "Is that so?" ”

Lawrence comforted: "That's right, it's like the puppy Doug, when it's only an outsider, it's an out-of-town dog who is bullied by the rest of the dogs." ”

"But if it was a litter of puppies that came at the beginning, you look at Doug now, it is much stronger than the other two stupid dogs, if it is five or six Doug coming together, it must be other puppies who want to join its group, not that it is being excluded."

Sariel felt justified and felt a lot more comfortable.

Lawrence continued: "Delenn and Losanda are the leaders of the Clauda, I am also the leader of everyone here, and a few of you are the Valkyries here, we are not the same as before, we are the masters of this place now." ”

"I'm the hostess, you're one of the hostesses, whoever dares to provoke us is the one who provokes everyone here!"

Lawrence suddenly felt he needed a more formal name.

Whether it's Croda or Durella, they need a new identity now.

Ravenfeathers?

Prophets?

Forget it, it's still a mountain forester.

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

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

Sariel was okay with this, and felt much more relaxed after discovering that she could live a free and open life.

"Thank you Lawrence! I don't have to hide the witch thing now! ”

Lawrence was curious: "Then who do you want to tell these secrets that are held in your heart?" ”

When Saril realized this problem, she first thought about a lot of people.

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

People like Emma Bull and others must know it now.

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

After thinking about it for a few seconds, Sariel quickly wiped her hands embarrassedly, "No, I don't feel the same as before, I went to work, and I ate fish soup and bread today?" ”

"Okay, some more potatoes." Lawrence doesn't dwell on this either.

Salil walked into the kitchen in a good mood to cook, and before she knew it, she hummed a song.

Lawrence and Sophia carry Delenn to his bedroom to rest, and then sit in front of the fireplace to make wood tools.

Sophia gave Delen fresh juice, licked her mouth and said, "Just leave me a little bit." ”

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

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

"It's delicious!" Sophia happily walked to the cupboard and put the cup on the side to be washed, "Master, why can't Keharan drink juice, but drink fruit wine?" Obviously, they are all made of fruit from the mountains over there. ”

Lawrence explains: "Wine made from fruit is variation, and fruit juice is not much variation. ”

Young children always have a lot of questions and ideas, and Sophia whimsically said, "If it were the juice of another witch's ripening fruit, would Keharan hate it?" ”

This question made the clever Lawrence think about it too.

Theoretically, it is not that he cannot eat the fruit, but that he does not want to eat the fruit that he ripens.

Theoretically, a witch's ripening is to make something out of her own magic, which in itself is like processing something out of waste that she doesn't use.

Winemaking is a process of time and subtle changes that allow this marker to shift, similar to the relationship between fertiliser and fresh fruit and vegetables.

But witches' magic isn't really waste, and both Drew and Saril and Loshanda love the ripening fruit of Keharan.

"I guess it's okay, it's like ...... Kiss it. ”

Lawrence doesn't want to teach bad kids, and the real feeling is that it's like two witches giving each other good morning greetings.

Sophia nodded seriously, "I see! I also don't like kissing my own mouth, and when I wake up in the morning, my mouth smells bad when I haven't brushed my teeth. ”

Lawrence comforted, "Brush your teeth every day before going to bed, and it will become sweet." ”

(End of chapter)