Release that Witch

"I thought you would plan to be the Lord of the Morning," and after Andreia left, the night screamed. "It turned out that it was not a joke. You really want to support her as a queen?"

"You can't tell," Roland shrugged. "As for me..." There are countless thoughts in his mind, from lack of talent to communication efficiency, from time constraints to limited resources, and finally only one sentence, "after all," It’s a long time.”

"Yes..." The nightingale patted him on the shoulder. "But don't worry, Andrea is still very reliable, and Quinn's family should not be bad."

Can't see, these two aristocratic witches really cherish each other, Roland smiled. However, the nightingale has been under the fence, and the political vision is worse than the former. This has nothing to do with the family. As long as it is not a fool, you can have a chance to go to the sky. You don’t have to pay too much. Most people know that. How to choose.

It’s just that he didn’t say this. After all, a mere nonsense nightmare is really cute.

At this time, the door knocked again outside the office.

"come in."

The door opened in silence, and it was Isabella at the door.

Roland also had some accidents. It is reasonable to say that she is not a member of the Witch Alliance. She can't enter and exit the castle area normally. However, after seeing the figure of Ai Gesha outside the door, he probably understands how the other person came to the door.

"Your Majesty," the pure man who belonged to the church, went straight to the ceremony, "I heard Ai Gesha say that the Hermes church is about to collapse?"

If it weren't for her serious expression, Roland thought she was coming to the church to plead for the old man.

"The intelligence is like this, the specific situation is still under investigation." Although I don't fully understand the purpose of the ice witch to disclose these things to the other party, he still nodded in the thought of looking at it, "whether it is the cold wind or In the west of the morning, the church’s fugitives appeared. From their confession, the cathedral representing the Holy City’s faith seemed to collapse overnight.”

"I hope that you can send an army to Hermes, and the sooner the better."

"Why?"

"Do you remember what I mentioned before, how many hundreds of thousands of mad pills?" Isabella said, "I don't know how many people know where to store the pills, but it shouldn't. Too little... If you leak it, I am afraid it will have a negative impact on your plans." She paused. "And these things are also helpful to the battle of God. It is best to collect them all and ship them back. No winter city."

Roland only remembered at this moment. There was such a thing in the information provided by the other party. It seems that Jielu intends to assemble all the human beings and fight with the devil army. The killer is a massive madness pill. Because he couldn't pick up these drugs with no potential, he left the matter behind.

But now the situation has become less than the same. Isabella is right. If someone spreads the pill and falls into the hands of the Grey Fort or the Dawn Kingdom or even the Black Street Mouse, it will cause a lot of trouble. A heavily armed army may not work, but the officials used to attack him and the local government are enough.

"Where are the pills?" He looked at Isabella.

"Distributed in the hidden warehouses of the Hermes Plateau, it is difficult for me to say where they are," the latter hesitated for a moment. "If you believe me, please let me follow the army and go to the presidency of the Pope." This identity should be able to ease the rate of collapse. If the internal disintegration is too fast, it is difficult for the military to control the escape situation."

"Who knows if you will use your identity to do something else," the night screamed. "For example, secretly let go of the believers or something... they have your acquaintances, right?"

"You know I didn't deceive," Isabella shook her head. "Jie Luo has proved who is the darling of God. I don't have to do those futile things. If necessary, the army can set a trap in advance. By introducing the believers into me, and then unifying the way to maintain order, in addition to being bound by identity, it is also feasible to completely destroy the opponent."

"呃" nightingale could not help but stagnate, whispered a sigh. "It is really a means of purity."

Roland couldn't help but feel a little bit guilty. It can stop the nightingale and can't speak for a while. The other side is undoubtedly serious. Although Isabella showed him a complete surrender on that day, it was based on his ability to fight against the devil. Unlike most witches, she is also a purely educated person. As long as she can achieve her goals, she does not put the lives of ordinary people in her eyes.

After thinking for a while, he slowly began to say, "I can let you move with the First Army, but you don't need to intervene in the battle, find those pills, and then destroy them on the spot."

"Your Majesty," she frowned. "Although the mad drug will overdraw, but in a desperate fight..."

"Don't say much," Roland reached out and interrupted her. "I have a task and I want to give it to you."

Isabella immediately bowed her head. "You are told."

"There are several monasteries in the old holy city... right?"

"Yes, but there are no witches in it," she thought, and changed her mind. "Maybe the evil moon will appear in the last year, but the chances of surviving are not high."

"No, it doesn't matter, let the orphans out, look after them, and bring them back to the West."

She squatted, "Everyone?"

"Yes, you are responsible." Roland nodded.

If the idea of ​​the pure person is to complete the task and not care about the lives of others, he would like to see if the pure person can still carry out this goal when carrying out the task of saving lives. He couldn't change things that happened before, but he didn't want the other party to continue on this road.

"This request is not without reason. At the same time, thank you for reminding me that if the upper class loses its ability to maintain order, the monastery is likely to become a **** on earth. Without the winter city, it requires a large working population, and women can get the right one. Work, I remember the church will carry out basic education for orphans? So they are excellent seedlings, and should not be starved to death in the high wall. I want you to bring them back, as much as possible ""

Isabella was silent for a long time. "It takes a lot of food."

"There will be people who will prepare for you."

In the eyes of the pure man, a complex look emerged. This scene was familiar, and the same expression was revealed on the day when she was declared forgiven, and she was shackled and boundlessly free.

If you can hear her heart, then the biggest must be "why."

But she did not say anything, but slowly bent down.

"Follow, sire." r