Release that Witch

Then there is a long silence.

Anna’s eyes are not as calm as he imagined. In the silent dialogue, there is an undercurrent in the blue lake. There are fears and fears, but more is determined because of this, her look. Can be so determined.

As time passes by, this feeling becomes more and more intense.

Roland finally realized that she might not have been able to convince her.

He closed his eyes and sighed.

"Okay, but you have to promise me a request."

"You said."

"If there is any accident on the battlefield..." Roland licked his lips. "I mean, in case, I am unfortunate..."

"If something really happens, I will leave the North immediately," Anna said bluntly.

Roland couldn't help but hold it.

"Are you worried about my revenge on the church, and finally sent your life?" She rubbed his cheek. "Night and ashes are possible. I will return to the West as soon as possible, and then bring everyone who is willing to follow you. Go to the Sleeping Island, where you will take root and continue to fight against the Holy City. Your Majesty, although I also want to stay with you, I know that you will never see this." She said that she paused here, "So I I can promise you that I will continue to walk on your behalf until the world you want has not arrived, until the witch and ordinary people can live together freely."

He didn't answer, and didn't need to answer... Anna's growth exceeded his imagination, which is the best reward for his coming to the world.

She reached out and untied Roland's clothes.

Nothing is needed.

The two kissed and fell over the bed.

The black fire pulled down the curtains, and put the clothes and the bedding to the side. The fate was firmly connected at this moment, as evidenced by the stars of the sky.

......

Two days later, Roland made the last speech before the expedition in the square.

The people who heard the news crowded the square. After a year and a half of development, the past Bianbu Town no longer existed. Instead, it was a busy and busy winterless city. The people’s life has undergone earth-shaking changes. Roland The reputation has risen to an unprecedented height.

"My good deeds, good morning," he boarded the podium and ushered in the overwhelming cheers.

"Long live the king!"

"Long live Roland!"

There is no need to echo and do not need any agitation. People consciously and enthusiastically send out a full of respectful voices, waving their hands like a surging ocean.

After a full quarter of an hour, the sound gradually subsided.

"You should already know," Roland looked around in countless double-respecting eyes, and said in a deep voice, "The kingdom will usher in a self-defense war against the invaders. The enemy is the merme that annexed the winter and the wolf heart. The holy city! Now the four kingdoms only have the gray castle and the morning sun survived, and now their goal has been aimed at us!"

"I know that some of you have believed in the gods and believed in the church. It is not shameful! Your kindness is used by people. Your expectations are deceived. Do not blame the liar and the robbers, but blame them as victims. Are you? Of course not!" He raised his fist. "The price that should be paid for this is that the church is right! Just selling the stone of the gods, they will earn hundreds of thousands of golden dragons every year. These money should belong to you!"

"Why? The reason is very simple. The nobility is not willing to pay extra fees to purchase the Shenshi. Naturally, this part of the expenses is transferred to the head of the people. It is the reason to increase taxes, increase the payment, the penalty, and the strong!" Far more than the **** stone, the construction of churches, resident main sacrifices, holy water baptism, I believe that you are no stranger to these strong names!"

To say what the people understand most easily and what they hate most, it must be exploitation and oppression. The church's means are not as blatant as the aristocrats, but in the eyes of Roland, who is going through a battle, it is no difficulty to poke this thin layer of fig leaf, and at the same time, it is easy to pour a few pots of sewage.

“The church promised that the money would be exchanged for the blessing of the gods, but what happened? Before I came to the town, people always couldn’t eat and wear, and famine and cold would still come in every month of the demon. But the people who went there always closed their eyes. As for the people who fell down... Is it really because of the help of the church or the gods? No, they didn’t do anything!” Roland slammed the volume. “The only thing they are interested in is Drain your blood!"

For these things, local residents are vividly inspected, and most of the displaced people from other cities have experienced the same experience. An angry embarrassment broke out in the square, and everyone attributed the suffering that had suffered in the past to the church.

"So I will never surrender, and I will not lose to such a blood-sucking insect!" Roland shouted his fist and shouted. "The first army will crush them into powder, and no one will dare to plunder my people. You Don't worry about paying money to build a church, or to redeem a sin, because these **** taxes will disappear in front of the new gray castle!"

“The facts have proved that no church exists, no winter city will be better, and so will other cities!”

"It is your hands, the spirit of yours, not the vain things. It is why I have repeatedly emphasized the glory of labor. Only labor can create wealth, and you are extremely glorious labor. I feel glorified for this. Without you, there is no prosperity without the winter city!"

He pressed his hands down and stopped the voice of the people. "So the first army set off. They will go to the north and fight the church that despised all of them. If we lose, we will lose all that we have and return again. The days of poverty and hardship in the past... Tell me loudly, are you willing to go back to the past?"

The answer is self-evident.

"No, my Majesty, we will fight the church to the end!"

"kill them!"

"Get them out of the Grey Fort!"

"Swear to defend Roland!"

The answers under the audience are varied, but everyone's expressions are exceptionally consistent. They are willing to defend this hard-won thing.

"Well, I don't need you to kill the enemy. It is the responsibility of the First Army. You don't have to pay extra war taxes. It is the enemy's practice. You only continue to devote yourself to the winter city without the same as before. Construction and production are the best help for the relatives who fight on the front line.” Roland right handed his chest and then marched, “We will win! Long live the Grey Fort Kingdom!”

"victory!"

"Long live!"

The people repeatedly sang these two words until Roland left for a long time.

In the afternoon, the last batch of soldiers boarded the paddle steamer. The army took the Roland as its flagship and honked the whistle.

Target Glen Town! (To be continued., your support is my biggest motivation.) 17-02-2411:15:27