Release that Witch

The moonlight sprinkled from the window between the corridors, illuminating the woman's half of her face, her eyes reflected a faint blue light, like a star in the dark. Anna's body leaned against the threshold, most of it fell into the shadows, but the outline was still faintly visible - good nutritional supplements made her completely thin and thin like the original, as a young woman, her figure Just right, it contains the unique youthful charm of this age.

Roland put on a calm look and slowly walked forward. The other side saw him and stood up straight, opposite him.

"That was just an accident, I don't know she would --" he said.

"I know."

"The other party is still small, I didn't care at all -"

"I also understood."

Unlike Roland's anticipation, Anna is not like a slap in the face, she can't see a trace of dissatisfaction on her face, but a look of seriousness. There was no ripple in her lake blue eyes, and Roland realized that the other woman was still the straight woman, she did not like camouflage, and did not need disguise. Sure enough, she volunteered: "I can't dare to do such a bold act in front of everyone like lightning, so I have to wait for you here."

After saying this, her cheeks clearly saw a faint blush, but even so, she did not retreat, her eyes were still looking directly at Roland, and her expression was extremely serious.

Roland's heart beats two beats, he wants to say something, but at the moment all words are redundant. She may mind the move of lightning, but the grievances or complaints are not the way she acts, she will only express her own requirements straightforwardly.

A child who works hard and should not be rejected, he thought. Bending down, Roland put his cheek close to Anna, and the other's breath blew slightly, like a spring breeze. Slightly nervous breathing was clearly audible in the silent aisle, and then a soft lip was lightly printed on Roland's cheek.

"Good night, Your Highness." Anna whispered.

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Wendy sat on the bed and looked at the books in her hand.

This is a rare leisure time for her, and she is also a life she can't think of when she helps.

Not long after coming to the town, she developed the habit of cleaning her body before going to bed, putting on a silk robe, not buttoning her waist, sitting cross-legged in the bed, and padding the soft pillow. After the waist, read the books borrowed from His Royal Highness.

It took a lot of time to set up the lightning today, so she didn't plan to go back to the back garden and went straight to the bed after washing.

This is a history book about the origin of the church.

Although she grew up in a monastery, she didn’t know much about it. The nuns repeatedly warned them to obey the teachings of God, but never mentioned the name of God - this made her childhood confused, everyone has a name, why is the noblest **** instead?

The rumors recorded in the book are basically the same as the rumors she heard later. There were three churches on the mainland at first, and they believed that the other side was a heresy and believed in evil spirits. This battle of faith lasted for nearly a hundred years. In the end, the current church has won a great victory and declared that the evil spirit has been eliminated. In the future, God has only one name, the word itself.

The rest of the book describes the glory and immortality of the church, including the establishment of the old holy city and the new holy city, and the victory of the evil witch. This made Wendy feel very strange. She once read "The History of Grey Fortress" and "A Brief History of the Mainland" under His Royal Highness. The first book recorded the establishment, development and major events of the kingdom almost without any detail. For example, the name of each king, the marital status, and the whereabouts of the children. The family branch recorded in the character article is like a detailed genealogy.

The Brief History of the Mainland focuses on the evolution of the four kingdoms, the alternation of rights and the political struggle, but the life of the rulers of each kingdom remains an important record.

In the history book that can be taught, there is no mention of the name of any pope, or, like the gods, the name of the leader has been replaced by the word pope. Looking through it, it seems that he has been through hundreds of years of history. This is not in line with common sense. It is better to say that it is deliberately weakening.

Just then, the nightingale suddenly appeared in the room. Wendy put down the book and looked at the other party with great interest: "So late, actually come to me?"

The latter licked his neck and went to the bed to sit down. "I just sent Nanawa home, lightning?"

"After falling down on the bed, I fell asleep, and my father and my father kept talking." Wendy shrugged. "I usually look at her daring, still a child."

"In your eyes, everyone is a child," the nightingale took the book in her hand. "Your Highness has said that I should try not to read a book at night, especially when I sit on the bed and read a book. If the light is not enough, it will be harmful to my eyesight."

"Yes, what the Highness said."

The two chatted for a while, from the Yinguang City to the desolate mountains, from the hearing of the town’s witches to the princes to fight against the evil spirits, the nightingale said nothing, and Wendy also took two from time to time. sentence. This is the tacit understanding of the two inseparable in the past five years. Time was so slowly flowing, until the candle was about to go out, Wendy only smiled and said, "Why, the action of seeing lightning can't sleep?"

"what are you talking about……"

"What else can it be," Wendy shook her head with a smile. "Vironica, we are witches, you should know."

"..." The nightingale was silent, and it took a long time to whisper, "Well."

This is the fate, the fate that all witches cannot escape. Wendy put away her smile and sighed. "Roland Wimbledon is the king of the four kings, and all we have to do is help him to ascend to the throne and become the king of the Grey Fort. He will govern the country and give the sisters A place to live."

"But he is a king after all. When the time is right, he will marry a duke's daughter, or a princess of another kingdom, and then give birth to a son. Or one person, or many; or a boy, or a girl. The boy will inherit this country, and the girl will marry other prominent aristocrats."

Speaking of here, Wendy paused for a moment and said the nightingale, or the words that all witches did not want to hear. "Vironica, we are witches, witches cannot give birth to future generations."

"Even after the most optimistic thoughts, after a hundred years of His Royal Highness, the sisters can finally be as good as ordinary people, and they can walk freely on every land of the kingdom. Occasionally, there will be outstanding witches entering the upper class and being booked as nobles. But the fact that witches are infertile is still unchangeable. They will not have descendants to continue the glory of the family. Similarly, those families will not consider welcoming a witch. God has given us something and has taken away some of us. This is fate." She whispered, "May you be kind."

"I understand," she whispered.

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After leaving the nightingale, Wendy didn't feel too good, but she believed that the other party could come out. After all, they had crossed so many difficulties and would not easily fall on this hurdle.

She is so convinced.