Release that Witch

Tassa turned over a small hill, from which you can already see the outline of the castle of Bianzhu Town.

Finally came back, he thought, spent about a month and a half on the departure, only seven days to come back, the main time spent in the Silver City to Chishui City. Although the ashes did not care, he still chose a path that was sparsely populated, reducing the possibility of being targeted by the church.

The ashes are the witches who are called guides. Tassa is also not sure whether this name is true or not. She always wore a black robe when she was on the road, carrying a big sword wrapped in cloth. The long black hair is simply tied into a ponytail, dangling from the waist. Whether riding or taking a boat, she rarely pays attention to herself, but walks alone in front and looks around at the scenery. Perhaps for her, this trip to Bianbu Town is just a relaxing sightseeing tour. journey of.

Sometimes Tassa will also doubt her judgment. Is she really a soldier? The robes are not close to the body and are easy to cripple. The long hair is equal to the flaws, and the ash seems to be completely afraid of starting from behind her. The one he sees the most is the back of the other. He does not think that witches are born to believe in others. They can only guess that she has the ability to protect herself. Even the stone of punishment can not threaten her.

Tassa was circled around the hillside and quickly found the target - a flagpole with red strips hanging. He digs a bag from the mud on the edge of the flagpole, replaces the red flag with the folded blue strip, then clap his hands and sit on the ground.

"Is it so good?" asked Ash.

"They said so," Tassa smeared the sweat on her forehead. "Go to the foothills of the northeast of the town, follow a stone path, find the flagpole on the top of the mountain, replace the blue flag, our people. I will notice." The club will only act at night, so let's wait here. ”

The ashes nodded, and found a place that was still clean. He sat down and reached out and "eat."

"Oh... wait," he untied his backpack and took out a piece of dried meat from it. He first peeled off half of the piece and stuffed it into his mouth, then threw the rest to the other side.

Tassa sighed as she saw the witch's mouth chewing on the dried meat. In addition to a big sword, there isn't even a copper eagle. If you don't have a penny, you dare to rush to the border town with your own money. The accommodation and food on the way are paid by yourself. The room must be in a superior single bedroom, the food must be eaten, and the portable food such as dry food, he had to try half of it.

She is still very cautious in areas where her ability is not enough. However, the most cautious approach is not to prepare food yourself?

"The place we are going to, across the strait." The ashes swallowed the meat and suddenly said, "I don't know if you have heard the rumors of the fjord. There are countless islands, some of them are very harsh, and people are so cold. We are going to build a home belonging to the witch there."

"..." Tassa stunned. No matter how he inquired, the other party closed his mouth and did not answer. How suddenly did he take the initiative to mention this?

"Do you feel weird, why didn't I disclose anything to you before?" she explained seriously. "Because if you are a liar, if you sleep at night and run to the church, the girls are likely to be halfway." Cut off, miserable poisonous hands. But now, they should have been on the merchant ship to the fjord, even the church can not stop. In addition, I came here to take away the witches of the Communist Youth League, these news they will know sooner or later, It is not meaningful to continue to conceal."

"Even if you bring you here, you can't rule out the possibility that I am a liar."

"Yes, that's true." Ashes said in a word, "If the end is not a witch, then you will die here, with those who are trying to get started with the witch."

"Well," Tassa sighed. "Can I ask other questions?"

She thought for a moment, "If I can answer."

"You are a Grey Fortress? I have never seen such an eye." Tassa decided to ask from the origin of the other party that such information is neither sensitive nor reduces the resistance of the other party.

"I was born in the Kingdom of Yongdong, but this has nothing to do with the color of my eyes. Since I became a witch, my eyes have become this look."

"Winter winter? It is far from the gray fort. There are two kingdoms in the middle. How did you get to Silver City?"

"I was sold to the church, and later..." She paused. "I wandered from the old Holy City Monastery to the Grey Fortress, until I met her, and ended my life."

"She?" Tassa curious.

"Tilly Wimbledon," the gray eyes showed a warm look. "She took me."

The guardian’s heart was so shocked that when he first heard the name, he thought it was just a name, but with Wimbledon’s surname, the meaning was completely different. Is the man who leads the witches to the fjord, the sister of Roland Wimbledon, the five kings of the kingdom? His voice is stuttering. "She, she is your leader?"

"The leader? You can think so," she nodded. "But for me, she is the most important person... the one that no one can replace."

As night fell, the two ignited a bonfire on the hillside.

The ashes took off the giant sword and uncovered the cloth strips a little - this horrible weapon was close to the waist width, and it was covered with traces of collision. The gray-black sword front is not sharp-edged. Obviously, it is only enough to kill people by the weight of the slash. The average person is very laborious to raise this weapon, but in her hands, it is as light as a one-handed sword.

How many blacksmiths have to be robbed to get the materials needed to forge a giant sword? Tassa thought, if the prince's witch is not late, maybe she will become a victim of the sword.

"I heard that the lord of Bianbu Town is also... Wimbledon," he decided to find something to say, otherwise the waiting time is particularly difficult.

"Roland Wembleton, the four princes of the Grey Fort," she said quietly. "I have seen him."

"What?" Tassa opened his mouth.

"I was taken care of by Tilly and served as her guard at the palace. I naturally had the chance to meet some of her brothers and sisters." The ashes seemed to know the four princes very well. "Incompetent, arrogant, and unskilled. It's hard to believe, He would be Tilly's brother, and... in some ways, he is not too small."

At the end of the day, her tone has gradually cooled.

Tassa couldn't help but shudder. He had heard a lot of rumors about His Royal Highness when he was in the palace, such as the mouthless, the intestines, and the janitor who liked to play other people. Although it is not the point of threatening each other with power or violence, it is inevitable that it will be cheaper. It won't...

At this moment, the ashes suddenly stood up and stared at the direction of the path. "Someone is coming, more than one."

Tassa looked down at her sight, and the figure of the group gradually appeared in the night. The witch who took the lead was the personal guard of the prince, the nightingale.