Release that Witch

"What else?" Ashes asked in surprise. .

"All aspects...so we have a longer life, a healthier body, a stronger self-healing power, and a higher plasticity than a mortal." Felice slowly said, "and this includes our disposition." ”

"Sexuality... What does it mean?"

"If we are eager to use magic to achieve a certain purpose, the magic will lead us in that direction, such as wanting to avenge the dead partner, want to kill the devil at all costs, etc., the witch's heart will become more and more The more indifferent, or ruthless.” Felice looked at the swaying fire. “For the fighters, this really makes them stronger, but it will gradually make us another thing...”

"what?"

"Not human."

The ashes can't help but tighten.

She thought of the past who was looking for an opportunity to kill the church staff, but she was desperate. At that time, it was indeed her most powerful time. The surging sentiment in her heart gave her nearly infinite power. She could leave it alone. She had nothing. If she did not meet the five kings, she would be no different from the beast.

"Of course not everyone will be like this. This is just a trend. The pressure of war makes most people who are alive have no time to care about others. Even mortals who have no magic will be driven crazy in the face of a long battle without hope. They, we at least turned madness into power, it’s already very good.” Felice went on to say, “So the series of accidents that happened at the time was probably hard to understand in your opinion, but at the time it was It is a matter of course. Without a firm determination, the three seats cannot be superb."

"It turned out to be..." Ashes reached out and dialed the fire. "If the battle of divineity continues, what will the witch eventually become?"

"Nobody knows the answer, maybe even the appearance will change," Felice said with ease. "After all, the outstanding beauty is judged by the human perception. If the end is not even, it may change. It’s amazing, like a devil.”

The flames swayed, and the silence temporarily covered the cave.

After a while, the god-destroyed witch reopened. "I can ask, why did you decide to fight the devil?"

Probably aware of the hesitation of the ashes, she volunteered. "Our goal is very simple. To defeat the devil, win the battle of God, and reinvigorate the glory of Takira. If it is not this belief, the surviving witch will not be able to survive today. ""

"Do you want to rebuild Takira?"

"Of course, that is the place we have dedicated to it for a lifetime. But it will be more of a symbol than the holy city under the rule of the Federation. If Roland can defeat the devil, it will prove his way." More correct than three seats, since the collaboration between witches and mortals can bring broader prospects, we have no reason not to support them."

After a moment of silence, Ashes replied, "I just want to protect a person and help her achieve her wish. Since she wants to drive the devil out of the light, then I will be on her behalf."

"Yes..." Felice shook her head. "Excuse me, this is not a good belief."

"why?"

"Because the goal is too broad," she said. "It's easy for you to lose yourself, especially at the juncture of life and death. A person's wish is hard to define, not to mention... you really know her. What do you want?"

"Of course," Ashes said that half suddenly stopped.

Will Tilly want her to fight the devil on the front line? The answer is obviously no, this is just her own decision. If the previous phantom instrument positioning action is necessary to go to the dangerous place for the other party, this sniper war Tilly does not need to personally participate, but she still joined the team at the invitation of Roland.

There is no doubt that there is a reason for winning the reputation and merit for the sleeping charm. The more important the weight of the sleeping charm is in the absence of the winter city, the higher the status of Tilly is.

But is it just that?

She couldn't help but look at the witches who had already entered their dreams, and the faces were tired but calm and soft. The eyes were first extended from the sleeping islands of Sylvie, McMug and others to all their peers.

"Why are you telling me this?" Ashes suddenly asked.

In any case, the relationship between Felice and her has only been to occasionally learn the swordsmanship and improve the combat skills. It is far from being familiar. It is strange to ask this step. There is also the influence of magic on the temperament, and the demands of the remnants of Taqila... She always feels that the other party will not talk about it to everyone.

"Because you are an extraordinary person," Felice's tone is also dignified. "The natural pride of the witch, the potential is unimaginable. In the era of the Federation, every type of combat is the focus of training. Once the limit is reached, the promotion is above the extraordinary, and its power can kill the high-level devil and become the new leader of the federation."

After she finished, she stood up and gave a tribute to the ashes. "Perhaps I am not qualified to guide an extraordinary witch how to go further, but for any chief, a practical goal and a firm will are essential. All the records recorded in the federation are ushered in in the battle, and those who fail to cross this hurdle are all falling under the devil." She paused. "I hope you can be the former."

In the last sentence, the **** of punishment has used honorific words.

"You don't have to be like this..." Ashes frowned.

"Just be nostalgic, I have not seen the extraordinary for more than four hundred years." Felice smiled. "Reassured, I will not come up with this ancient etiquette in front of everyone. Then I Sleep first, see you after two hours."

"Ah, good night."

When there was no other sound in the cave, the ashes looked up and looked at the small night sky exposed by the top of the stone. It had not been removed for a long time.

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After ending the call with the front line, Roland marked a new waypoint on the map.

The peak operation has entered the 22nd day after the official implementation. The plan is still very smooth. The patrols and hordes observed by the sniper squad have increased significantly. The range of recreation has gradually moved away from the planned route of the First Army. Obviously in the eyes of the devil. The Takula ruins are more important, and the vast airspace south of the outpost is becoming a blind spot in the field of vision.

Of course, one of the patrols around the outpost was not withdrawn. According to common sense, any enemy that actively attacked the outpost could not escape the fate of being discovered in advance.

However, the First Army is not a common team.

An artillery battalion with a complete shot and equipped with a modified fortress can launch a fatal blow to the target within ten kilometers.