Release that Witch

I don't know how long it took, when the nightingale woke up, I found that my hands were tied to a wooden stake, and the waist and feet were tied by a circle of rope. Trying to struggle, the body and the wooden poles are tightly attached together, and they are completely unable to move.

She wants to use the ability, but the familiar feeling does not appear - her connection with the magic seems to be cut off. The nightingale bowed his head and found a transparent prismatic stone hanging around his neck.

"You woke up," Hakhara walked up to her. "How do you feel about petrified venom? Really, I have high hopes for you, nightingale. However, you have failed my expectations."

"..." The nightingale took a deep breath. "You actually have a lock of God's punishment. Hakala, do you know what you are doing?" The original church used to suppress the shackles of witches, but now they are taken by their mentor. To deal with her kind! What made her even more annoyed was that the crowds around the scene looked ugly and did not seem to feel that there was anything wrong with this. Damn, the nightingale shouts in the bottom of my heart. Don’t you find that you are becoming the kind of person that the witch once hated? !

"A tool. Occasionally, some bad children who can't listen to the teaching need to be punished." Hakhara did not care. "And you, the nightingale, the one who needs to be punished. Or... I should call you Wei Luo. Nika? A noble family, but fell into a witch, still thinking about climbing a high woman?"

"I do not understand what you're saying."

"You disappoint me too much. When Wendy rescued you from the clutches of the nobility, I thought that you would stand firmly on the side of the co-help club. See what you have done now, and everyone is about to find the holy On the occasion of the mountain, you want to make this great situation fall short!” Hakhara shook his head and smiled. “Take the sisters to go to a prince? If you have been kept in captivity for too long, the servility is already ingrained. You have to find yourself a master. Talent knows how to live; or... you just want to sell them to the nobility in exchange for your former status!"

"All I did was to help the sisters of the meeting," the night slammed the anger. At this time, it was meaningless to swear. "I hope they don't have to be ravaged by the awakening day. I hope they can live and eat." Days. I have no intention of blocking your plan. Sisters should have the right to choose their own way of life. Bianque Town is undergoing earth-shaking changes. The steam engine drawings I bring are one of them. With this kind of machine, you can hang water directly from the mountain, without having to run around for it every day."

Hakala sneered twice. "What are you talking about?" She turned and pulled a stack of parchment rolls from a witch behind her and raised her face in front of the nightingale. "I don't understand the paintings." What, but a bunch of cold iron pieces pieced together can be autonomous activities like a living? You are all three-year-old children!"

She walked over to the brazier and threw the paper into the burning charcoal.

"No!" the nightingale shouted in vain, watching the design figure turn into ashes in the brazier.

"My patience has been exhausted, and now gives you a last chance," Hakhara pulled an iron vertebra from the brazier, and the front end of the iron vertebra was burnt red. "If you confess all the sisters to the confession, you admit that you have been Aristocratic temptation, I can spare you a life, but the whipping is inevitable, this is your lesson to believe in the enemy. If you still obsessed, I have to pierce your heart with this iron vertebra, nail your body to the wood On the pile, let everyone take it as a warning," she said one word at a time. "Don't miss my last kindness and say your decision."

At night, I looked at my iron vertebra a little bit, and I could even feel the scorching heat from the cone. If it was the weak self before, I am afraid I have bowed my head and admit it wrong? But she has bid farewell to the past, no longer the timid girl. She is a nightingale, a powerful witch, and death can't make her surrender.

She closed her eyes and waited for the last moment. I don't know why, Roland's figure appeared in the night.

"Stop!" someone shouted, she squinted and opened her eyes. I saw Wendy coming out of the crowd and said to Hakala: "Teacher, look at the white cloth wrapped around your arm. We have experienced so many separations. Do you want to add another one?"

"Why, even you have been deceived by her? Wake up, Wendy, those are just lies!"

"I don't know," Wendy shook her head. "I didn't plan to go to Bianbu Town with her, but one thing I think she is right. Sisters should have the freedom to choose their own way of life."

She turned back and asked aloud, "Who wants to leave with her?"

No one answered in the crowd, and the scene fell silent.

"So let her go alone," Wendy said. "She didn't do anything to endanger the co-help. I can't watch you kill her."

The nightingale has fully understood the meaning of Wendy. There was a sorrow in her heart, and even Wendy did not fully believe in herself. So she will remain silent when she needs her help to convince everyone. But she is still the witch who is kind and caring for everyone. Even if she disagrees with her own point of view, she will lend a helping hand.

After Wendy made this remark, the voice came from the crowd, and then several people stood up.

"Yes, since she is willing to return to the world, let her go."

"The church and the illness have taken away too many of our sisters, and the mentor, please think twice."

"Give me shut up!" Hakhara snarled. "Just let her leave, what happens to the second and third nightingale? If she sells our camp location to the church, we have nowhere to go." Escape!" The voice did not fall, she stabbed the iron vertebrae in her hand, and Wendy stepped faster, grabbing a strong wind and blowing out Harakka.

Then she threw a coin and raised her hand, and the rapid airflow wrapped the coin and screamed toward the night. The airflow disappeared momentarily as it approached the nightingale, but the coin remained in inertial flight, hitting precisely on the stone of the gods in front of her neck.

The crystal clear prismatic stone shattered.

"The traitor!" Hakhara screamed from the ground and screamed. She extended her left and right hands toward Wendy and the nightingale. Two snake shadows appeared out of thin air. They opened their mouths and bite on Wendy's back. It’s empty.

The rope slipped to the ground, still retaining the appearance of the bundle, but the nightingale has disappeared.

Thinking of the other's ability, Hakala had a cold sweat, she mobilized all the magic, flashing a variety of shiny magic snakes swarmed out from her chest, forming a snake wall, while she slammed back -

However, the nightingale is faster than her.

Just one step... just stepping out, she has already appeared behind Hakkar. Forward the hands forward, the iron vertebra that should have pierced the heart of the nightingale, so it runs straight through the body of Hakala.