Longyi Province is better than the Viscount's territory.

Early in the morning, Loran Hill was awakened by the sound of iron hammering.

Rubbing her eyes, she stretched her body, sat up from the bed, drank some water, and then stood up.

Compared to her usual armor-clad appearance, the girl in the early morning looked much more delicate. Her golden hair was scattered around her white collar, with a few strands falling down her fair neck, making Loran Hill feel a little itchy.

She sat in front of the dressing mirror, shook her head, shook her hair behind her, and then rolled it up and tied it with a light red ribbon. Because she didn't need to go out on a mission these two days, she didn't wear the armor.

After returning to her old girlish attire of a dress, Loran Hill showed off her gentle temperament, and sometimes she would be mistaken for an outsider when walking in the yard of the caravan station.

"Miss Messiah is a princess? It's unbelievable." A young man commented.

"Is it possible that this is a young lady who ran away from home?" One person said a plot commonly used in poetry.

"Or maybe she's a mysterious girl from a foreign country, a legendary hero with a great mission." Someone inadvertently said some truth.

"Ahem, everyone should stop making random guesses. If this gets out, Miss Messia will be unhappy again."

"Hahaha, but even when Miss Messia is angry, she is still so cute." The mercenary uncle laughed.

Loran Hill was a little confused by these remarks at first, but now he has gradually adapted to them and doesn't care much about them.

After tidying his hair and getting dressed, Loran Hill walked down the stairs in his leather shoes, and only then did he see the scene in the center of the yard.

A large group of people gathered together, and a battle competition was taking place in the middle.

In the past two days, because the city is under lockdown and we can’t go out freely, everyone has found new ways to entertain themselves.

"Very impressive! Miss Lottie is also a rare genius." In the open space, Lottie was fighting with several mercenaries.

Looking at the flying pink hair in the field, the black sword body rotating with the body, and the high-speed and powerful slashing, everyone couldn't help but applaud the superb sword skills.

Although unsheathed, the sword still struck the armor with a resounding sound, sending up a few scraps of iron. Those slender legs also seemed to possess agile strength, kicking away each mercenary who approached, and sliding across the ground.

A few minutes later, the competition ended. Lottie was breathing slightly and there was a little sweat on her forehead. Only then did she feel embarrassed amid the cheers of the crowd.

She saw Loran Hill standing under the eaves, and immediately parted the crowd and trotted over.

"Good morning, Sister Messiah~" This girl is now quite dependent on Loran Hill, so much so that Loran Hill sometimes regrets that he said too much when he was counseling her.

"Good morning, Lottie." The girl nodded and then asked about what happened just now.

"I asked to go on stage because I didn't want to fall behind and needed more training. At first, they looked down on me." Although Lottie has good sword skills, he lacks practical experience, so he still needs a lot of training.

Compared to her previous appearance of curling up in the corner, Lottie has become much more cheerful in the past few days.

Afterwards, the girl and Loran Hill came to a corner of the yard and started another day of study, letting Loran Hill guide her sword skills and extraordinary knowledge.

"Messia is amazing."

It was already noon when the class ended, and Lottie let out a small gasp of surprise. Looking at the densely packed notes and reflections in her hands, and the many thoughts that had suddenly become clear, she felt a surge of joy in her heart.

This was the first time she had received instruction in knowledge and skills from others since leaving her family. Things she had once thought hopeless for advancement now seemed to have opened up again.

Where did Messia come from? Lottie was filled with curiosity and speculation.

Others mentioned princesses, but Lottie didn't believe it. Even the princesses of the Green Empire, she had seen most of them. Most of them were beautiful vases who were out of touch with the world. Only a few of them made her feel inferior.

Among them, Lottie praised the twin princesses, Evelyn and Tesslyn, the most, as flawless as topaz and emerald. Unfortunately, after the new emperor ascended the throne, the two princesses were suppressed and rarely appeared in public.

Even these two princesses were somewhat inferior to Miss Messia. This difference wasn't just in appearance, but also in life wisdom. Therefore, Lottie now relied heavily on Messia, like her own sister.

At noon, the aroma of food wafted from the caravan yard. Many people were curious about what delicious food was prepared today. A pink-haired figure followed the crowd into the smoky little house.

"That's it, haha." An experienced chef sitting in the cooking room introduced it to the people who came in.

Firewood burned in a stone circle on the ground. Sparks occasionally exploded in the orange-yellow flames, and bursts of pine fragrance filled the air along with the green smoke and flames.

The meat of an animal was on a thick wooden branch, rotating and roasting over the fire. Oil was constantly brushed on the surface and sprinkled with some seasonings. It slowly turned brown and black, and a burst of fragrance and green smoke wafted up.

"This is a black musk deer from the mountains. As the weather gets colder, it will go to the outskirts of the forest to find something to eat, so it can also be caught in this season." A local resident introduced.

"Longyi Province isn't too far south, but it's on the north side of the Iron Ridge Mountains, so the wind and snow are quite strong in the winter. When food runs low in the forest, these guys will come out."

....

"Hunters in the mountains often get a lot of harvest in the autumn. The prey at this time is fat and heavy, but they become thin in winter. Although the strong winds and snow in winter make it difficult for animals to run, it is even more difficult for humans on two feet, unless you are a transcendent."

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!