Release that Witch

"The most elite warrior of the church is also the top secret weapon against the extraordinary witches," Ash said. "They have strength and speed that are no less than mys, and..." She hesitated. "They seem to have no ambition." When I played against each other, I cut off the right hand of a **** practitioner. He did not hesitate to use his left hand to kneel down to my eyes. Even if I turned and fled, his actions were not affected much. This has nothing to do with the will, and then strong people. Even if you can still maintain your fighting spirit after breaking the arm, the balance that can be lost can not be adjusted in a short period of time."

"I have only heard of the Judges of the Church," Wendy muttered. "Since they have such a powerful warrior, why haven't they ever seen the witches?"

"I don't know," Ashes said slowly. "Even the name of the Prisoner of the Gods, which I later returned to the old holy city, was only heard from some people."

"You... have you gone back?" Wendy was surprised.

"Well, how could it be easy to let go of those dregs," she said, standing up and walking to the window. "I later attacked several chapels and a trial station. There was a presiding judge in the station. I thought they were really Not afraid of death at all." In the face of death and painful torture, the other party is not much better than the civilians, it will also show the look of fear, and will also ask for mercy. "From his mouth, I learned the name of the Prisoner. They are all trials that have been transformed through rituals. Only the best warriors can obtain this honor. The conversion must be voluntary, seemingly successful and will. Whether it is firm or not has a great relationship. In other words, the gods are different from the witches. They are not formed naturally or because they are gifted, but they are artificially transformed."

"..." Wendy was shocked by the news and could not speak.

"I guess they can't invest in the Prisoners in combat like the Judges, perhaps because of the side effects of the transformation. The lost warrior is, in a sense, no different from the monster." Gray sighed, " During that time, I was hiding under the waterway or deep well during the day, and attacked the church believers at night until the church started a city search and was forced to evacuate from the old holy city. On the day of the trip, the blood on my body tightened the clothes and skin. Tightly stick together, look like a cockroach, probably in the eyes of outsiders, and a beast that has lost consciousness."

She felt a hand on her shoulder. "It doesn't matter now. You can live here like a normal person. Your Royal Highness is very good for the sisters. After the demon moon and the Duke of the Fortress, the big Some townspeople also accepted the existence of witches. This town is the holy mountain we have been searching for."

The ashes looked at the woman who leaned against the window sill with her. In the impression, the children living in the monastery were thin and thin, and their eyes were gray and they could not see the look. And Wendy's current appearance is hard to imagine the way she was when she was a child. Both her body and her appearance are very different from the children of that period, and the gentleness naturally revealed in her tone also makes her feel calm and quiet.

However, some words she must say, "I won't stay here, not for this." She paused. "I want to take you all away and take a really safe place. Bianbu Town It is not a place to stay for a long time."

"You are not here..." Wendy sighed for a moment, "Why?"

"As long as they live on this continent, they will always be threatened by the church. Tilly has gathered most witches from the Grey Fort Kingdom and went to the fjord, where she plans to build a country that belongs to the witch."

“Can there be a church in the fjord?”

"Because of the special features of the archipelago, the islands are separated, their influence can only be maintained between square inches. And..." The ashes curled up their mouths. "There is no **** fine on the island."

It is also time for them to see the witch's thunder anger. An island takes an island and uproots the church, just as they clear the witch.

"You and your sisters must leave, Wendy," she continued to persuade. "It is a mistake to rumor and confess my companions. I can hear the news and the church can hear it. They will never let a witch organization To expand the scale, I don’t think how long it will take for the church’s army to smash you through the gray fort. In the face of the invincible gods, do you think the four princes will protect you? No secular lord will be willing to The witch has survived, and now he may be good to you, but in times of crisis, he will not hesitate to abandon you."

When Wendy was silent, she said: "I don't know what other sisters will think, but I won't leave the town."

“It’s already the edge of the cliff,” the ash frowns. “It’s more dangerous to stay one more day.”

"If you want to avoid the danger of coming, leave the prince and leave the town. What is the difference between this and his abandonment? I don't want to be such a person, and..." She took a deep breath, "I don't I feel that His Royal Highness will surrender in the face of the pressure of the church, as you said. The nightingale once asked him the same question, and His Highness’s answer was: Let every witch in his territory live like a normal person, even with The church is not afraid of the enemy."

"..." Ashes did not answer. She didn't know what to say at the moment. She promised that she had seen too much, and even if the other party is willing to shelter the witch, what can it mean? In the face of overwhelming power, it is nothing more than a sacrifice.

However, she has now figured out the situation of the Communist Youth League. After the death of the snake magic Hakala, the remaining members of the Auxiliary Association have been basically taken over by the Bianbu Townlord. Tassa, who is going to the Silver City to spread the news, is probably not what happened to save the witch. The civilians, but the lords' guards. Although he did not know what he used to make the witches trust him, but under the threat of his own sword, pretending that his carefully constructed camouflage will soon fall apart.

"I want to talk to your lord, Roland Wimbledon," he finally sighed.

......

It was the next morning to see the Four Princes.

The ashes were brought into the office by the nightingale, and she once again saw the disgusting man.

Although he does not want to admit it, he does have the same blood as Tilly. The gray long hair with a simple hair band behind the head, emitting a little silver in the morning light, that is the symbol of the gray castle royal family. His eyebrows and nose are similar to Tilly, but the more similar, the more she is not happy. Unlike the ones that were common in the court before, his dress was very clean, except for a fitted dress, almost no accessories, earrings, necklaces, rings, bracelets. He simply leaned back in his chair, but he had a feeling of looking down on himself.

The temperament of the superior.

She couldn't help but think of this idea.

Well, from the point of view of selling, it is indeed advancing, and the ashes are cold in my heart. I don’t know how long you can maintain this attitude.

"Welcome, I heard that your name is Ashes?" The other party took the initiative to say, "You are the messenger sent by my sister, right?"

"I decided to come to the town by myself."

"But that is also the messenger, that's right."

"..." Ashes frowned, stressing the meaning of the word messenger? She doesn't want to entangle in places that don't matter. "Okay."

"Good, Ashbringer," he said with an unclear smile. "I heard that you want to take my witch?" (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.)