A few white tits squatted by the window, chirping and pecking at the window glass from time to time, making a slight noise.
The decoration style in the room is very warm. On the wooden shelves are placed several animal wooden sculptures sent by villagers. Some are honest and sturdy black pine boars, some are gray-haired stags with their heads raised, and some are red-flamed lynxes with their bodies coiled.
The walls were a light camel color, and the furniture was made of fir from the nearby mountains, still retaining a hint of wood fragrance. Loran Hill was sleeping soundly on the pure white woven bed.
Seeing that the "big bird" inside did not come out, the tits by the window pecked at the window a few more times and then flew away. They had agreed to go to the lake on the other side of the mountain to eat berries, so they would not wait for the big guy inside.
Near noon, Loran Hill finally woke up slowly and sat up in bed.
Well, I'd better not stay up late in the future. It makes me feel very bad.
Shaking her head to wake herself up a little, the girl put on her shoes, went to the dressing mirror beside her, combed her hair, and then changed into the clothes she would wear today.
After a moment's thought, she discarded her usual oriental-style dress and donned a set of clothes in the style of an imperial aristocratic girl. It was a recent gift from Gweil, supposedly made by a city tailor. Black stockings and a knee-length red pleated skirt were paired with the top, a fitted blouse and corset, and a short, lighter cape draped over her shoulders.
Looking at herself in the mirror, the girl felt that this outfit was very similar to when she was studying at Emenas. At that time, she was also like this in the Walled City Academy, often wearing a black and red dress, with black hair and red eyes, and going to and from get out of class with Katie.
It's a bit of nostalgia.
Putting the hair in front of her body behind her shoulders, the girl's hair color changed back to a light blue, and then she walked out. She had to start work again today.
After developing with the Viscountship of Wenlani as its base, the various nobles in Longjiao Province were roughly united.
Of course, Loran Hill knew they weren't really sincere, just being swayed by the situation. But what did it matter? If she hadn't wanted to keep a low profile and continue the relationship for a while, she wouldn't have bothered to do so much to cover up.
As long as they stand on their side on the surface, the operatives within the organization can easily infiltrate the entire province without having to worry about being wanted and killed as in the past.
By the way, now these people who are ready to reform and change the empire and share the same ideals have named their organization "Fairywood".
Dryas, a plant of the Rosaceae family, mostly grows in permafrost in high mountains. Because it prefers cold weather, such plants are not common in people's living environment, but that does not mean they are rare. When they appear, they often grow in large mat-like shapes.
Clusters of fairy trees bloom on the cold mountains. Their petals are pure white, with a circle of tender yellow stamens in the middle, and a light yellow style in the center, just like the heart of a sunflower that has been shrunk many times.
Such flowers are extremely cold-resistant. In the past, locals only saw a few on the mountain tops, but now they can see large areas on the hillsides. Because the large areas of fairy trees blooming on the cold and lonely mountains have a sacred beauty, the locals believe this is a good omen, so the organization finally chose this code name.
Like a fairy tree, it blooms in the wild.
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Walking into the lord's mansion, the staff members greeted the young girl with blue hair, and then continued to busy themselves with registering and recording various documents and reports.
Now this place is becoming more and more lively. Many educated and trained mature personnel have joined in to assist Loran Hill in handling various matters. As members of the "Fairy Tree", they all wear a white flower-shaped badge on their chest to show their identity.
"Good morning, Miss Jialan."
In the conference room, Gweil was sitting at the table with a cup of steaming black tea in front of her. It seemed that she had just arrived.
"Good morning, Miss Gweil and Iyena." The girl nodded and sat down.
Afterwards, Gu Huas, Lu Bin, and the armored "knight" also walked into the conference room and sat down.
These are the five people who are currently in charge of the territory. Most matters and policies, big or small, are discussed and decided in this meeting room.
"Is there any new news recently?" Loran Hill took out a pen and held it in his palm, looking at Lu Bin beside him.
This elder and leader of the Fairywood is not only the financial officer of the territory, but also serves as the intelligence leader, compiling information from all sides.
Lu Bin pushed up his glasses, then turned the pages in his hand and began to recount the story one by one.
"First, the news comes from the northern border of the empire. The cold wave continues. Even though it's already June, the temperature in most areas is still very low. The snow hasn't melted, making it impossible to grow crops or graze livestock."
"Considering that there should have been stored grain or leftover food last year, but the temperature hasn't risen again in the second year, if this continues, I'm afraid it will cause a terrible famine." His tone was a little worried.
"Then came news from the imperial capital, Titnia. Because the emperor's child is about to turn three this year, many nobles will be going to celebrate. It should be very lively, and the southern border will also be settled a lot during this period."
"This is a good opportunity for us, haha." Gu Huas smiled and patted the table with his big palm.
"Also, after several months of searching without any results for the Red Dragon Princess, the military has gradually given up and started reducing the number of investigators dispatched, focusing instead on training and expanding the military."
"It's good news and bad news." Loran Hill nodded slightly.
"Finally, let's talk about the situation in Longjiao Province that we are gradually understanding." Lu Bin paused and then introduced.
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