Definitely Not a Witch

A heartwarming daily life farming novel, occasionally also a passionate epic.

Spears spread across the wilderness like a thriving forest. Glorious knights march in formation, and countless bl...

Chapter 1061 Jackdaw Harbor

Three days later, the airship stopped at an ice-free port in the north.

This is the northernmost tip of the Northern Territory by the sea. If you want to go to the northern continent, this is the last supply point.

As I stepped on the packed snow on the ground, there was a squeaking sound from the soles of my boots, which was the sound of snowflakes being compacted.

The air was very cold, and the exhaled air was covered with white mist. The cold wind cut through the ears and cheeks like a knife, making people feel painful. There were not many pedestrians on the street, and most of them were wearing thick coats, with scarves and cloth covering their heads and faces.

A dilapidated iron sheet hangs on the street next to the pier, with the words "Jackdaw Harbor" outlined in a hollow shape, telling some travelers who have just arrived the local name.

Crossing the blue cobblestone streets, the group arrived at a hotel with a black and blue exterior. After pushing open the door, the warm heat from the indoor fireplace brushed over their coats, melting the frost and snow, and their previously numb cheeks and earlobes slowly softened.

An elf scholar in the team stepped forward and after discussing with the boss for a few minutes, the group went directly to the house behind the hotel and booked the entire house as their temporary residence for the next few days.

"It will take about five days to inspect and replenish the airship. During this time, we will rest and stay here temporarily." Charlie trotted over and told Roland Hill the current arrangements.

After listening to this, the girl nodded, indicating that she understood. The room they were assigned was for two people to share, so naturally, she and Charlie would live together.

After returning to the room, Loran Hill lit the fire in the fireplace. Slowly, the temperature in the room rose and became much more comfortable.

After putting down her things, Xia Li didn't stay for long before trudging downstairs to find something to eat. Although she was a forest elf, she seemed to like eating meat very much. She wanted to ask the store owner what special foods the store had.

Loran Hill wasn't very hungry, so he didn't go with them. Instead, he lay down on the bench by the fireplace.

This hotel has a very northern style. The walls are not painted with smooth white paint like those in the south, but are left bare, revealing the bluestone blocks.

The overall color of the stone is very dark, a deep green, with a few white veins spreading and distributed across the peeled surface. If you look at these veins with half-open eyes while feeling sleepy, you will probably vaguely associate them with many scenes and objects, and there is a kind of simple natural beauty.

Several dark brown hardwood boards were fixed to the stone with large nails, on which were placed some common items in the room, including large copper wine cups, small animal-head incense burners, dark gray stone vases, etc.

The curtains are very thick and feel rough, seemingly made of linen, and are also dark blue. The most eye-catching thing in the room is naturally the white bed sheets, which seem particularly clean and beautiful in contrast to the dark blue ones.

Leaning against the bench, listening to the slow roar of the flames in the fireplace, occasionally with sporadic crackling sounds, Loran Hill felt that the gauze of her skirt was a little hot, but not enough to burn.

So, she placed her hands on the warm wooden armrest, looked at the fire sideways, and slowly fell into a nap. This wise girl had been feeling sleepy recently.

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It gradually got dark and it was night.

"Squeak--" The girl was woken up by the sound of the thick wooden door opening and the sound of conversation in the corridor outside.

"Are you going shopping tomorrow, Charlie?" It was a sunny and cheerful voice, as if it came from an elf girl of the same age as Charlie.

"Yes, yes, this is my first time in the North, I must go out and take a look."

"Haha, then we agreed to meet downstairs at 9 o'clock tomorrow. Don't forget to sleep."

"Yeah, I won't forget. I always get up early. Sleeping is such a waste of life. 24 hours a day are not enough for me." Charlie patted her chest and said to a few people before closing the door.

After approaching the room, Charlie came to the girl and looked at the still sleepy Loran Hill with an amused expression on her face.

"Wake up, Jialan, it's already night, don't sleep anymore."

"Woo...ah." Loran Hill sat up, stretched, and became much more awake.

"Is she a new friend?" The girl remembered that at first, Charlie was not familiar with the other people on the airship.

"Yes, one of them is a senior from River Bay, who graduated from a school there. We got to know each other gradually on the airship, and we talked about a lot of happy things together these days~" Looking at Charlie's cheerful look, Loran Hill was full of admiration.

This girl has always been bad at socializing in both her past and present lives, and she would envy those who can make friends with anyone. Fortunately, now she no longer has to ask others for help because of life's pressures as she did in the past, so she feels much more relaxed and comfortable.

It doesn’t matter if you have fewer friends. It’s quite easy and comfortable to live alone.

"Would you like something to eat? I brought you some food for dinner." Charlie said as she opened the bag beside her.

"What is it?" The girl was a little curious.

"It's not bread. The bread here is not tasty, very hard and bland. It's a pastry made from some kind of fish." As she spoke, Charlie took out something wrapped in oil paper, put it on the table and opened it. The white pastry was like small bricks stacked together, emitting a faint heat and fragrance.

“Eat it while it’s hot.”

"Hmm." While eating the soft and glutinous pastry, Loran Hill slowly savored the ingredients.

The fish should be cooked, the bones and skin removed, then mashed and chopped, and then mixed with flour, eggs, etc. to make pastries.

She never thought she could eat such exquisite pastries in the north. When she first came to the north, she thought the food here would be very monotonous.

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