Release that Witch

Wendy opened her eyes and some strange roofs came into view. There are wooden beams hanging from spider webs, gray masonry ceilings, and a ring chandelier that has never been lit. The scene is blurred to clear, until every detail is presented.

Not a cold rocky roof or a narrow tent, she thought, yes, she has left the co-help club for more than half a month. I wonder if the tutors have led the sisters to find the holy mountain?

She took a deep breath, although it was not as fresh and cold as the cave, but the dull and warm atmosphere in the room made her feel comfortable. The body is wrapped in soft velvet silk, and there are several layers of cotton blanket underneath. When you lie down, it will sink slightly. Even if the body is completely stretched, the toes will not reveal the bed.

The feeling of not getting up in bed made her feel a little embarrassed, and she came here for half a month, but she had a long-lost feeling of peace.

In the castle, no matter how late, no one bothered her. For example, now Wendy leaned over and looked out the window, and the gray sky was even glaring. At this time, it has probably passed the fox time (10 o'clock). In the past few years, there are few times when you can sleep peacefully. A little bit of noise will wake up from your dreams, and when the day is not bright, you have to start preparing for today's food. When you go out, you are worried that you will be found by the church. No one can guarantee to live the next demon pharynx.

Even if she is hiding in a desperate mountain range, she should have been busy with busy chores, or help to dry food and herbs, blow dry sisters' clothes wet with snow, or clean camps, etc...

Wendy is not unwilling to do this. She will feel happy when she sees everyone's smile. But she found that for such a lazy life, he could not resist himself, but was somewhat immersed in it.

No, no longer can be so lazy. She patted her cheek and drummed up from the bed. After all, in the monastery, the nun always warned that the lazy man could not be blessed by the gods.

After a while, go to the back garden and practice the wind control. By the way, blow off the snow. Thinking of His Royal Highness's request for practice, Wendy couldn't help but want to laugh. That's all bizarre requirements - for example, after watching the ability demonstration, I hope I can blow the wind to a distance ten steps above the top of my head. However, no witch has ever been able to extend the magic to such a distance. The defendant could not do it. He was not only not angry, but he came up with a weird idea: let yourself stand on the stool and let the strong winds blow up and down at the same time. Wendy tried it and found that this was a viable option. The test results made the prince of the prince very satisfied. In addition to letting himself practice more in this way, he also asked if he had a fear of heights.

As the nightingale said, His Royal Highness Roland Wimbledon is an elusive person, but he is also a prince who cares for the witch.

Wendy sighed softly when she thought of it.

The prince who does not hate the witch really exists, and the mentor is wrong.

Putting on new clothes, the chest feels slightly swelled - Wendy has become accustomed to this kind of thing, just when she wants to find a needle thread to change it, a knock on the door sounds outside the house.

"come in."

Pushing the door into the nightingale, Wendy snorted a little, then smiled. "Isn't you still getting up? You are free to come to me."

"What are you talking about, I am not free to follow him every day." The nightingale raised the basket in his hand. "I am bringing you breakfast."

Breakfast is usually sent to the room by the maid, except for the night of the prince, after dinner, I often come to chat with myself, it is difficult to see her at other times. Wendy smiled at the bottom of her heart. When she woke up, she ran over to eat. She must have slipped in and saw herself several times.

"Let's say, what's the matter?" She took the basket and squeezed a piece of bread with cheese from it and put it in her mouth.

"Well..." The nightingale went to the bed and sat down. "Nanawa will spend it today... that day."

Wendy silently said that although it was the first time that the magic was countered, it would not be as violent and lasting as the adult day, but it cannot be said to be absolutely safe. The younger the age, the lower the tolerance to pain. She placed the basket on the bedside low cabinet, walked to the nightingale, and patted the other's shoulder. "Isn't it true that my Highness, as long as the magic is released every day, the torture can be minimized."

"But that's just speculation."

"At least it sounds very reasonable," Wendy said comfortably. "Isn't Anna just coming over like this? Even on the most difficult adult day, she hasn't suffered any harm. This is what you see with your own eyes." She paused. Don, then ask, "Nanava?"

"Now I am in a medical hospital," said the nightingale, who couldn't hold back, and his mouth curled up. "I heard that her father, Baron, bought a large group of hares from the hunters, and now they are sent to the hospital. It is said that they must practice all the time. till tomorrow."

"It’s good to have such a father," Wendy exclaimed. "I don't remember what happened when I was a child... It's weird, like there is a blank in memory, no father, no mother, knowing things. Get up and stay in the monastery."

"It seems that I am a little lucky than you."

"Well, a lot of luck." Wendy leaned against her and sat down. "Are you nervous?"

"..." The nightingale was silent for a moment and nodded gently.

Wendy certainly knows what the other side is nervous. Today is not only a crucial day for Nana, but also a key turning point to reverse the fate of the witch. If Nana Va can survive this reversal, it means that the witch can get rid of the shadow of the devil's minions, and the town will become a veritable "sacred mountain" - one day, all the witches will gather here. Living a life that is no different from ordinary people, no longer wandering around, avoiding the church's hunting.

"It’s useless to worry about it anymore. We simply stole a day and went to accompany Nana Va."

"Stealing... lazy?" The big night eyes looked at Wendy.

"Yeah, who told you to tell me the news so early, I am nervous too," Wendy said simply. "Since I am not in the mood to practice, I will go to see Nana Va. Isn't the contract written? Called paid leave."

......

After dinner, Nana's room was full of people - Anna, Lightning, Nightingale, Wendy, Tigu, and Roland. Seeing this battle, the little girl’s face was full of entanglements, “Hey... will I die?”

"Of course not!" everyone shook their heads together.

"Just for the first time, the power of anti-phasing will not be strong," Wendy took Nana's right hand. "Concentrate, can persist."

"If you hurt, you will take your father's hand," Tigu shook his daughter's left hand. "You have become very strong in the hospital. Dad is proud of you."

The little girl nodded, her eyes crossed the crowd, and finally she looked at Anna.

Anna stepped forward and kissed her forehead. "Live, okay?"

"……Ok."