Release that Witch

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The snow outside the window has become bigger again, and the snow of the size of the nails is scattered from the sky, and the eyes of the town are covered with them. The gray-white elf flutters in the wind, slamming into the earth, and blending with the white roof and the tree, which looks like a cold.

The more so, the more warm Tilly feels.

She leaned back on the back of the recliner, half of her body covered by a soft blanket and her feet into the fire bucket - this convenient heating device came from the invention of Roland Wimbledon, the square barrel and the chair flush There is a charcoal brazier inside, separated by a horizontal wooden fence. It's not like a flaming bonfire, it's too close to being easily burnt, and it doesn't feel much heat when it's far apart. As long as you put your feet on the wooden fence, you can enjoy the warmth of the charcoal fire at close range, and then cover the quilt, and the whole body seems to be surrounded by warmth.

The heavy snow that flew out of the window set off the house's coziness, and the happiness that was produced by contrast was impressive.

I have to say that the treatment of the witches here is completely heaven and earth a year ago. It is not difficult to understand when they come to the town and do not want to leave, because even her own, she enjoys this moment.

In addition to her, there are Anna and Ai Gesha in the room - here is Anna's bedroom, taking advantage of the rare leisure time, Tilly will bring the book to the door when she is free, and ask the other side to understand. At the office. At first they were only two of them, and now there is an ancient witch who has awakened from the ruins. Anna simply moved the fire bucket from the table to the empty space of the room, and let Roland add two reclining chairs. The three people sat around the fire bucket, and their feet leaned together to study the novelty of the eye-opening.

Of course, more often than they ask, Anna answered.

“It’s hard to believe that such a book is from the hands of mortals,” Aegis closed with “Theory of Natural Science Theory” and took a deep breath. “The more I look at it, the more I feel that the world seems to be the case. Implicit rules, everything follows the same rules. Even if he is born in Takira, the Federation will inevitably include him, and may have the same status as the high-level witch."

At the beginning, she also raised many questions about the contents of the book, but with Anna's careful answer, Ai Gesha's attitude toward Roland has changed dramatically.

However, Tilly believes that this change is only for Roland, and other mortals are probably still dull in their eyes.

She couldn't help but sigh when she thought of it. Only she knew that this knowledge did not belong to Roland Wimbledon, but to another person, a person who suddenly appeared in his mind.

After these days of getting along with Hilli's testimony, Tilly basically confirmed this statement. But this proves that he still becomes a thing that cannot be achieved. And the most doubtful thing is that he really doesn't know where this part of memory comes from, who belongs to it? It's hard to believe that memory can be completely cut away from life, at least not by yourself. As long as you think back to the knowledge of the court instructor in your mind, you will always flash the relevant clips at the time.

“Where did he learn from this?” Ai Gesha said with emotion. “I thought that mortal research has reached such depth, but it seems that there is not much difference between it and four hundred years ago. Even a little behind."

"I don't know," Tilly shrugged. "It can't be learned from the palace anyway."

"What kind of person was he used to be?

This problem caused Anna to raise her head too.

"Before..." Tilly indulged for a moment. "Be arrogant and timid, do my own thing, don't learn nothing, have a bad personality... probably the only advantage is that I didn't use the princehood to do anything that hurts the world."

"Hey...the level of mortal?"

"No, he is a bad guy among mortals," she complained. "Even if I suddenly got better after coming here, I still can't figure out what he is thinking... Anything is there. It’s possible to lie in my stomach and want others to believe in him.”

The room suddenly quieted down.

"What's wrong?" Tilly felt that their eyes were a bit strange.

"No...nothing," Anna muttered. "I heard you say this for the first time."

Hell, she only found out that she had said too much. Such complaints should not come from an ally. It’s probably that the recent days have been too relaxed. “I mean—”

"It doesn't matter, Your Highness doesn't account for this kind of thing," Anna said with a smile. "Probably he also has his own difficulties."

"Roland..." Tilly hesitated. "Don't you mention this to you?"

“No,” Anna did not think. “I have not asked, if he wants to say it, he will always say it.”

Also, she sighed in her heart. For the other party, from the first face of the prince, it should be Roland after the change. It is meaningless to consider such a problem.

"Listen to what you mean. Has he been sentenced to two people before and now?" Ai Gesha asked with interest. "There is a saying in the secret conference. The more extraordinary, the more strange the stranger is. Maybe this kind of change is normal. Does Roland have a long bow to the moon at the palace, or stare at the wall for a long time?"

"What are these quirks..." Tilly shook her head helplessly. "He used to behave in addition to being arrogant. It is no different from ordinary people. But... I also heard people say that he was in the court class. Taking advantage of a witch, probably because of this, Goron and Tefco always toss him in the name of purifying the devil's minions, and his father is not happy with this behavior, and later his character becomes more and more inferior. ""

“Because you want to marry a witch and be discriminated against?” Ai Gesha pouted. “This is a great ideal in Taqila. Of course, there are very few successful people. Most witches are not willing to live with only one man. get along."

"But we are different from four hundred years ago. If he marries a witch, he will not have children to inherit him. How can his father feel good about this idea." Tilly sighed. "But already For more than a decade, he should have forgotten the stupid things he said."

"Is it?" Anna said suddenly. "But he is still willing to marry a witch."

"Hey, he still remembers - wait," Tilly couldn't help but widen her eyes. "You mean now?"

“Well,” she smiled softly, “Your Roland said.”

Tilly was in the same place.

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