Release that Witch

The rain outside the window has basically stopped, and the clouds are dyed red by the sun that is about to fall.

Roland pushed the door of the first floor room, Margaret walked around in front of the fireplace, and looked quite uneasy. After seeing the prince, Shaun, who was on the sidelines, saw her hand and left, and she hurried forward and hurriedly asked, "His Royal Highness, how is lightning?"

Roland groaned, he imagined each other's reactions, from calm to anger to indifference, but did not expect her first sentence to be this.

"She's fine... just tired."

"Yes? That's good." She looked like she was relieved.

"You seem to care about her."

"She looks like her father, especially her narrow eyes and pointed nose... I can see that she is the daughter of Thunder."

After she finished, she sighed, unbuttoned the neckline, lowered her head, and took off a string of gold ornaments hanging from her neck. "The verification you said before... is it judged by the ability of the witch? If so If I can prove my sincerity, can she let her join this conversation? I don't like the feeling of being secretly peeped."

The pendant consists of a chain of gold chains and a large light blue gemstone that is cut into hexahedrons. It should be a high-quality stone of punishment.

Roland is thinking about how to open up to reduce the other's resentment and doubts. I did not expect her to take the initiative. To be honest, he was somewhat admired by the fjord woman, and despite the extremely unfavorable situation, she was still trying to grasp the initiative of the dialogue. Whether it is negotiation skills or acting style, she is in line with the identity of a successful businessman.

He took the stone of the gods handed down from the other side, hanging on the hanger on the fireplace. This kind of quality stone is estimated to be about a meter away from the magical range. It is comparable to a huge black hole in the nightingale. Maybe in order to avoid the effect of the stone, she has already escaped far away.

"Let's go to the living room to talk," Roland said. Since the other party shows sincerity, he should not be too stingy. When the two walked into the living room, the nightingale had already appeared in the main position, holding her chin with both hands, deliberately posing for a long time, and it seemed that her thoughts were the same as her own, the prince thought.

After he was seated, he first introduced: "This woman is called the nightingale, she can judge the authenticity of your speech."

"Hello, Miss Nightingale." Margaret nodded to her, and the latter also gave back.

"You said before, you are not malicious to the witch, why?" Roland put forward the first question, which is also the question he most wants to know. "As far as I know, the fjord also has church power."

"But its influence is far less than that of the Three Gods, or that most of the fjords have similar beliefs to the sand people, worshiping the sky, the ocean and the earth. As for me..." She paused. "I had a very good one." On the way to a sea fishing, we encountered a storm, and the sailboat was interrupted by huge waves. She became a witch in this disaster and could breathe like a fish. She found me who lost consciousness, and I dragged me to the shore."

"Later?" The nightingale was curious.

"When I woke up, she left... maybe she was more eager to be in the big sea than with me," Margaret said regretfully. "I have never seen her since. People in the country often say that she will appear when the fog rises in the sea, and use the song to guide the fishing boat to avoid the reef. In any case, my partner can not be evil, not the devil's minions."

Roland nodded, and the witches were awakened by ordinary people. If they had deep contact or understanding with them before they awakened, the impressions formed were hard to be changed by the unilateral rhetoric of the church.

"You seem to have a good understanding of the witch's ability? I guess in one sentence that I may have more than one witch."

"To be honest, because of my childhood relationship, I am very interested in witches, and I have thought about taking in these strange women." Margaret smiled. "Unfortunately, the king is no better than the town, and ultimately because the risk is too great." Give up. The lightning action seems to be very close to you, and she is the identity of the witch...so I think you may be like me, not disgusting with the witch. As a lord, hiding several witches is not difficult. Especially in this place, but you still have to be very careful, if you are discovered by the church, it is difficult to keep them."

Speaking of this, the nightingale still did not find signs of lying, and basically vetoed her possibility of telling the church. Roland finally put his heart down and said with a slight apology: "It seems that I am so hearted, I hope you don't mind."

"No, His Highness is also for lightning and... the safety of this woman," Margaret said. "If you are indifferent, it is irresponsible."

"You are familiar with the Thunder?" Roland asked. "Your love for lightning is more than the concern of ordinary people for heroic children."

Faced with this problem, Margaret hesitated for a moment. Roland said that if she didn't want to answer, she couldn't ask her, but she finally slowly said: "I don't want you to say that after I left the fishing village, I joined the expedition of Thunder and went through with him for a long time. As a newcomer to the team, both the Thunder and his wife took extra care of me, and on the day the lightning was born, I was there."

"She was born on board?"

"Yes, in a storm. The thunder and lightning outside the cabin did not stop. Shortly after her birth, the wife of the Thunder died of sepsis. I...had served as her half mother. No. Breastmilk, I used the chewed wheat porridge and caviar powder to tune it together and feed her little by little.” Margaret’s voice became very gentle. “Thunder is very sad, but he still has to command the fleet. If there is no backbone, the sailing for several months can easily cause the crew to collapse. I stayed in the cabin and watched the lightning grow up. Until the Thunder found the Shadow Islands and returned to Hailong Bay. The adventure was over. Later, I... left the fjord and settled in the Grey Fort King."

"It turns out that." Roland exclaimed in his heart, it is no wonder that when she heard the name of the Thunder, her reaction would be so strong. As for why the other party did not continue to follow the Thunder adventure, he can roughly guess one or two. With the beginning of a love story, you may not be able to harvest the ending of the love story.

This is really a coincidence of the peaks and turns... Since this relationship is established, is it possible to get a bigger discount by buying and selling? He coughed twice, "Ms. Margaret, so that we can be considered acquaintances, then the deal"

"His Royal Highness, that can't be done," Margaret laughed. "The transaction is a transaction. This is the eternal principle of the merchant." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to start the investment, your Support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please read.)