Release that Witch

The next day, Roland told Tilly and others about the news.

"She actually gave the witches to those shameless nobles as a reward?" Before the five kings opened their mouths, the ashes rushed to the ground. If it weren't for Andrea, it was estimated that they had already gone straight to the dungeon.

"Miss Yelts has already confirmed it?" Tilly asked calmly.

"It’s just a simple test of two sentences, and she has recruited everything," Roland told me in detail about what happened in the prison. "I thought I wouldn’t get the results so quickly. She was more vulnerable than I thought." According to his assumption, yesterday’s inquiry was only routine intimidation, and did not want to ask something. If the other party refused to let go, the subsequent interrogation was a dinner. Because of this, he did not unlock the lock of God's punishment on Herti, and Hetty did not know that the ability to lie in the nightingale was not judged by the sound, but by the observation of the magic.

"It turns out," Tilly nodded. "Thank you for doing this for me."

"I am your brother, don't be so polite," Roland said. "And then, Herti Morgan is also a witch on the island, and it should be handed over to you."

"I understand..." Tilly was silent for a while. "If this happened in the absence of a winter city, what would you do?"

Roland looked at her jewel-like eyes, and saw a little sadness and regret in the gray pupil, but more of a silent anger.

She has made a decision.

"I will be like you, too," Roland said comfortably.

This sentence is equivalent to the death sentence of Herti Morgan.

Tilly no longer hesitated. She whispered a few words to the ashes, and nodded, and turned away from the office.

"Then I will leave, my brother."

It can be seen that Tilly’s mood is very low. At this time, Roland is not good at saying anything. When she is ready to get up and send her back to the Witch Building, an excited scream suddenly sounds behind her – it’s the listening from the night’s arms. The stone came out.

"Here is lightning, repeat, here is lightning, Axia has found the time of the accident!"

The words of the little girl made everyone in the room feel awkward.

"Hey, what did she see?" Roland asked.

"The huge mouth, the tentacles, the two monsters, I don't know how to describe it," the sound of lightning sounded extremely excited. "This is an unprecedented discovery, my God... Your Majesty, you better come and see for yourself!"

"This is..." Tilly wondered.

“They are exploring the devil camp behind the snow-capped mountains, where the red fog disappeared before a week ago,” Roland explained briefly. “These things I want to tell you today are just...”

"I almost forgot the devil's business," Tilly took a deep breath. "But in more detail, you can tell me on the road."

"On the road?" Roland made a slight glimpse.

"Can't I go with you?" She blinked.

It is the five kings who have been very strong since childhood. When they encounter key events, they can immediately adjust their mentality and throw their personal emotions behind them. It is an essential quality to become a ruler. Roland secretly feels that at this point, her talent is far better than herself.

And bringing Tilly’s words means that Ashes and Andrea will also accompany them, and the safety factor will increase greatly. There is absolutely no reason for not agreeing.

"No, of course no problem," he nodded.

Heti leaned against the cage and waited for Roland to take her out of the place.

The **** teeth will be completely finished, and Tilly will certainly not allow herself to return to the sleeping island, but as the Morgan royal family, she has found a new way to restore.

That is to rely on the secular power of the Grey Fort Kingdom to help them regain the throne.

Compared with the other party's promise, Herti believes in the rewards she has made - perhaps he just has a relationship with Tilly, and it is inconvenient to directly agree to it, insisting that the whereabouts of the witches is also to give an account of the sleeping island.

She firmly believes that no nobleman can turn a blind eye to such a big temptation - half a wolf's fertile land will bring him unimaginable wealth and prestige, and his name will be engraved in history books, and will continue to be passed down forever. .

As for yourself? Perhaps it will be embarrassed by the aristocrats of the later generations, but she does not care, as long as she can become the king of the wolf heart, everything can be abandoned.

Then she can officially launch revenge.

To those who turned away from her and turned away from the father's aristocratic revenge.

She vowed to hang the traitors one by one and hang it at the gate of the city to announce to everyone that this is the end of the people who framed Morgan Stanley.

Suddenly, the iron door of the basement was pushed open, and the creaking friction was particularly loud in the silent dungeon.

Heti immediately climbed up and looked at the end of the passage with the railing.

However, it was not Roland Wimbledon who appeared in her view, but the ashes of the water.

She suddenly felt a chill rising from the soles of her feet.

"You, what are you doing here, Roland squatting?"

"You should know the purpose of my coming here," Ashes step by step to the cage - the other side took a step, and Heti stepped back, but soon, she had no way to retreat," When you hand the innocent witch to the hands of the nobility, you should expect that there will be such a day."

"No!" Herti screamed. "Roland promised to stop thinking about it. He has forgiven me. You are violating the king's order! Where is he? I want to see him!"

The ashes held the iron railings with both hands, and they opened them hard and bent them into the prison. "The witches came with sorrows, hoping to find the forerunner's shelter in the blood, hopefully without the church arrest." In the case of a good night's sleep, I hope that I will not worry about what I eat every day, but you have failed them. Not only that, but they also sent them to hell. The witches escaped the church's containment, but they were If my own kind is harmed, even if Roland will forgive you, I can't think that nothing has happened."

This guy... Did you overhear the conversation with Roland? Or did he tell them about these things? Herti was horrified at the lock of the gods between the necks, but it was completely wrapped in a hoop and could not be removed by fingers alone.

"I will help you," Ashes approached the wall, reached for her neck and lifted her up.

Under the huge grip, the hoop began to tighten inward, and Herti quickly felt difficulty breathing. Her body was like a dehydrated fish, and her feet were squatting, trying to find a fulcrum, but all attempts failed. Gradually blurred, the figure of the ashes also became erratic.

Why is this...

She does not want to die here, she is the only successor to the throne, the king of the future wolf...

The throne of the fangs seemed to be away from her, and the laughter of the aristocrats sneered back to the ear.

With a bang, the iron ring was embedded in the soft neck and Herti's struggle stopped.