Release that Witch

Roland widened his eyes and said, "Use dead."

"No," the other party interrupted. "As with the blood of the devil, it must be alive."

He heard the nightmare behind him and took a sigh of relief.

"This is the top secret of the Quest. After the test began, I left the Holy City Stone Tower. The only thing I know is that they use the blood of the old and weak witches, mixed with the stone of the gods and injected into the mortal body, so that The body of the mortal has changed.” Aegusa’s voice was a bit heavy. “From the notes you found, the study should have been successful.”

"How much blood do you want?"

"More than half," the witch's answer made Roland sink. "And the blood must come from the same person, otherwise the magic contained will contradict each other, making the effectiveness drop dramatically." She paused. "You guessed it right, every time. In one trial, there will be a witch who will die, and it will be difficult for mortals to survive the blood erosion of the weakened power. At the beginning, no one can survive. Many members objected to this and believed that mortals did not It may be magical. If it is not the insistence of the chief Akaris, this plan may not be implemented until the end."

"But now the church has a large number of gods and penalties... According to Tilly's intelligence, the number of godly warriors may be around five hundred to one thousand." Roland frowned.

"Assume that the success of the note means that the conversion rate has increased to 10%, which means that at least half of the witches are killed, and I think that the group should not be able to get so many elderly witches."

So the church arrested the witches and raised the witches, in order to dry them up and use them to make powerful super warriors? Roland felt that the hand on his shoulder couldn't help but grasp it. Damn, hundreds of witches with all kinds of strange powers died in the holy city of Hermes, and they still have to carry them. The name of the fallen, the ignorant organization that the world casts aside must be destroyed, even if their original intention is to fight against the devil.

"Reassure, I will stop them," Roland said in a word.

After Aisha left, the nightingale was out of the fog and appeared in front of him, biting his teeth. "I didn't expect God's fines to come like this! If the church is really transformed by the federation, then their chief must be a madman!"

“Yes,” he sighed. “So, it’s okay for the church to adopt female orphans and abandon the baby everywhere. They are just collecting materials for the army. Maybe the witch is defiled as a devil’s min, it’s also a plan. Part of it is to make the witches legitimate."

"..." The nightingale did not answer, but his face was full of anger.

Roland grabbed her hand with some concern. "You don't plan..."

“The trouble of going to the church alone?” She shook her head. “I won’t be so stupid. If they can really be overthrown by a witch, then someone has done this before.”

The prince was relieved a little. "The ultimate goal of the church to create the gods is to strengthen their own strength. Therefore, if the witches who are raised have the ability to be extraordinary, they will not be consumed in the blood supply... Facing these witches who are loyal to the church, Even if you break into the fog, you can't guarantee safety. Waiting for the war with the church, it is safe to follow the firepower of the first army. No matter what the enemy is, there is no difference in front of the bullet." He paused, "I As said, in the new world of the future, the witch will live the same normal life as the ordinary people."

"Well," the nightingale whispered and put his forehead on Roland's head. "I believe you can do it all."

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After returning the white paper to the Witch House, Wendy returned to the Lord's Castle with satisfaction.

Recently, she felt that her life was very fulfilling. Although her life was quite pleasant, she always felt that she was missing something. Now there is a little girl who is extraordinarily well-behaved and full of admiration for herself. There is nothing more than this. It makes people feel happy.

Now that winter has arrived, as the most awakened time for witches in the year, there will be more newcomers joining the Witch Alliance family in the next few months. More and more children will need her to take care of them. Think about it and feel very much looking forward to it.

Wendy gently licked the song that was heard from His Royal Highness and pushed open the bedroom door. The scene in front of him could not help her.

God, what did you see? The nightingale actually sat at the desk and looked at the "The Foundation of Natural Science Theory"!

Did she quarrel with His Royal Highness Roland?

"Cough," Wendy coughed twice. "I am back."

The other party nodded and did not answer. From the side, her look is very low, just like writing on the face.

It seems that it is true.

Wendy stepped forward and patted her shoulder, comforting her voice. "Emotions are like this. Sometimes there will always be disputes. In fact, there is nothing to recall. It is good to sleep."

"What are you talking about?" The nightingale frowned.

"You and Your Highness... quarreling is just a moment, you don't have to worry about it."

"Why should I argue with him?" She helped her.

"Oh... no?" Wendy groaned. "So how do you suddenly think about learning?"

The nightingale grew a sigh of relief and recounted the test of the gods of the graves revealed by Ai Gesha. "I just feel that I need to be a little stronger to do more in the battle to overthrow the church in the future."

"It turned out to be the case." After listening to Wendy, Wendy nodded and looked nodded. "I didn't expect that the purpose of building the monastery was for the blood of the witch... If it wasn't for the ashes suddenly awakened to the supernatural, the guards' eyes would all be attracted to the past." I am afraid that I have become one of these bodies."

The nightingale is right, maybe the castle's environment is too comfortable, letting it completely relax. She suddenly realized that the enemy is still in front of her eyes. Whether it is the church or the devil, the threat has not completely disappeared, but she has not made progress for a long time. Although the magic is growing slowly, the combat skill and wind-making ability are not much different from the co-help period, and evolution is impossible to talk about.

Compared to those who study hard, such as mystery, hummingbirds and echoes, I seem to be too lax. Obviously, they are older predecessors, but the gods and seals can not even light up the two magic stones. In this way, I am afraid that I will not be qualified to stand in front of them.

"You are right, I have to work hard." Wendy took a deep breath. She decided to start from today, like other witches, spend an hour each night to learn the knowledge of His Highness and then go to sleep.

After going to the bathroom for a quick wash, when she returned to the room again, she found that the nightingale had fallen on the desk and fell asleep.

(To be continued.)