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 921 Canary

But Judy's family's territory was not rich, and her family's expenses were not small. In order to gain as much profit as possible and keep the land, they never moved away.

Compared to other nobles, Judy's father, the baron, was quite low-status. Because he lived with the locals day and night, no one feared him, and even as the lord of the fiefdom, it was difficult for him to issue orders.

"Master, you must be joking, haha." Everyone just laughed it off. Sometimes, taxes were not paid, forcing the baron to go to their homes in person to urge them to pay.

But such weak behavior can only be met with perfunctory responses and ridicule, and it is often difficult to collect taxes.

"Dad is such a nice guy. He would relent and exempt those people from paying taxes as soon as they cried a little. Then everyone learned from him and it became harder and harder to collect taxes." Judy often complained like this. It was obvious that she loved her father very much, but she was also worried sometimes.

Because of the image of her father, Judy was also laughed at by other noble ladies in the surrounding circle and often suffered bullying.

Perhaps the only thing that can make her feel proud is playing with herself.

Because the Wenlani family is a famous family in the vicinity, although other nobles also have viscounts, when it comes to history and origins, they are actually very thin and there is nothing worth mentioning.

Because she was able to greet the eldest daughter of the Wenlani family, Judy's status among her sisters was much higher. She would occasionally tell her some proud things in front of her. It was obvious that she cared about her praise very much. As long as she gave her a little praise, this friend would be happy for several days.

So why not satisfy her, I thought, there is no harm in it anyway.

As time went by, our relationship became closer. She could always bring me all kinds of news about the aristocratic circles around her, and I, a young lady who stayed at home and never went out, could also know a lot of interesting things.

When I turned 15, Judy was already over 16, and this lively girl began to attract the attention of other boys because it was time to get married.

At that time, there was a good boy chasing Judy. His name was Boy. He was also the son of a nearby baron. He was the second child in the family. He had a gentle and polite personality and a decent appearance.

"Boy is so thoughtful. He prepared a gift for me on my birthday." On the sofa, Judy excitedly talked about what happened last night. She held a coming-of-age birthday party at home that day.

On summer afternoons, I entertained Judy in the tower where I lived, a place I hadn't left since I was fifteen.

"I also prepared a gift for you." I took out a box that had been wrapped long ago and handed it over.

"Wow, thank you, Gville. What a beautiful dress. Thank you." Judy excitedly hugged it and I blinked and smiled. In fact, it didn't take me much thought. I just picked out a well-fitting dress that I had never worn from the closet.

My father spent a lot of time and effort to package this exquisite product of mine. There are so many different styles of dresses that it is sometimes difficult to choose from.

Judy told me a lot about Boy that day, his mellow manners, his kindness and honesty. For a moment, I thought they would end up together.

However, things developed unexpectedly. Less than half a year later, my father told me the news about Judy.

"I'm afraid Judy won't be able to come and play with you anymore. She's married to the third son of a neighboring baron, whose name seems to be Murphy."

"Murphy? It seems to have a bad reputation." I recalled this name, and it seemed that Judy had only mentioned it briefly a few times.

"That guy is so rude and seems to want everything. He is very smart, but also very cunning. I heard that he even killed someone." This was Judy's evaluation at the time.

"Yes, I heard that she was originally going to get engaged to Boy, but one day news came that Judy was actually pregnant with that Murphy guy, so they had to arrange for them to get married as soon as possible." The father said casually, these things were not within his scope of concern.

"Did Murphy do something?" I felt sorry for Judy. She lost a wonderful marriage.

"Maybe." My father finished the wine in his hand, put down the glass and left. I guess he will spend the night at some beautiful woman's house tonight.

Unable to get any news, I finally had to write a letter to comfort Judy and have it delivered to her.

The reply letter was received a month later. The person who delivered the letter was Judy's younger brother, a slightly fat boy. It was obvious that he was very shy and it took a lot of courage for him to come to my house.

"My sister asked me to give this to you." The boy glanced at me secretly and then quickly lowered his head.

[I'm sorry it took so long to get back to you, Gwyver, as I've been feeling pretty confused and messed up during this time.

But I've been feeling better recently and can finally reply to you.

First of all, thank you Gweil for your concern. Regarding the marriage issue, I disappointed everyone. My father almost beat me, but fortunately my mother stopped him.

I don’t know why, but when Murphy came to me that day, I hesitated and didn’t reject him. In fact, the whole process was very confusing.

Then when I saw Boy's lost expression, I felt very regretful and sorry for him.

But, but, I still chose Murphy. The reason is so secret that even I only figured it out today.

You know, just like I told you when you were a child, there are many kinds of birds in the world, all kinds of strange, some are beautiful, some are ugly, some are kind, some are ferocious, and so on.

So, not every kind of bird is popular, but since it exists, it must have its own way of survival.

When I was very young, I watched my father bowing and scraping to others. Although he was a noble, he was humble in front of the common people.

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