Release that Witch

After ending the conversation with the front line, the nightingale put a silver-white seal ring at his desk.

This is a special messenger for flying messengers. It is made up of two pieces of aluminum. It can accommodate a piece of slap-shaped scroll in the interior. It has evolved a lot compared to the original method of directly attaching the strip to the claw. Soroya's special "ultra-thin paper" has greatly increased the amount of information transmitted by the secret letter.

Since the distance exceeds 500 kilometers, the chance of accidents of the flight messenger will become unnegligible, so the administrative offices of all localities have set relay nodes. In order to efficiently sort the secret letter, the identification number is also printed on the buckle, which is equivalent to the ticket of the next generation. Just look at it and you will see where the secret letter is sent from and where it will be sent.

And the initial letter on this buckle represents that it was from the morning kingdom of Roland, when the system was fixed for confidential reasons, in order to facilitate the direct use of the phonetic abbreviation, instead of the standard characters common to the four kingdoms.

“From the morning of the thorny town?” He raised his eyebrows. “When did you get it?”

"Thirty minutes ago, honey came." The nightingale replied. "But I think you are calling, and you have not interrupted you."

Is there any new discovery in the remains of the Cage Mountain? Roland opened the buckle and spread the letter.

The letter was a bit long, and it took him a half-quarter of an hour to understand the recent situation of the guard.

"I didn't expect that the church would have a day to ask for help from the Grey Fort." Luo Lan couldn't help but feel a sigh of relief, even though he knew that once he gave up Hermes, they would never have a chance to make a comeback, not to go to a remote place. There is nothing wrong with the party. As a result, the bishop who gave the fugitive a fatal blow was the church's former bishop. It must be said that this was a dramatic ending.

"The group of orphans who left the acropolis in the Abbey of the Holy City, the dog of the funeral family who left alone run down?" The nightingale was curious.

"If the letter is correct, the church is almost gone." Roland handed the letter to the other party. "Their hopes have betrayed them."

The nightingale looked at him after reading the letter. "What are you going to do?"

"Since the stewards of the Earl of Dagong Island have all been confessed, the treasures of the relics have also fallen, it is a matter of time to send people to the wolf heart." Roland gently tapped the table and said, "The ritual can only concentrate the high-purity uranium tablets. Responsive, then the scene in the mural may not be purely artistic fiction. No matter what its role, it is best to be controlled by the absence of the winter city. As for the captive church agent Farina..." He paused. Dun, "I was brought back to Joe for trial."

"Sure enough, it is like your style answer." The nightingale smiled.

"I thought you wouldn't like this answer." Roland said in a proper way, "after all, the church has brutally persecuted you."

"I really hate the church, and even hate humans." The nightingale said calmly. "But since I knew that Akaris, who is also a witch, is planning to do this, and everything is done to continue herself. The idea has changed. It is hard to hate to hate it. I only think that she is both pitiful and sad. Not to mention that the church that was built by the Star City has now vanished. Even if I want revenge, I can’t find the target. ""

"Hey... Do you hate humans?" Roland asked with surprise.

"It’s weird if you don’t hate it," the night glanced at him. "The magic awakening is not something I can control. I didn't take it everywhere to do evil. Why should I be driven like a street mouse? Since you treat me as a different kind, Then why should I get along with you in the same way? This is probably the idea at the time. And I dare say that most witches have produced similar emotions."

"So I will show my dagger in my bedroom at the beginning?"

"At that time, it was already enough restraint," the nightingale laughed. "The idea of ​​hating humans is just a faint idea, but it is really cheap to hate the nobles. If it is not because Anna is in your hands, I am I won't have the patience to sit down and talk to you... Have you forgotten my previous title?"

Ok, no. Shadow killer, once let the entire old king of the aristocratic circle behind a cool life-threatening ghost.

"So your ** at the time was..."

"Pretend," the nightingale said, "If you can expose your nature, you can let Anna understand more deeply what the nobles are, but unfortunately..."

What a pity? You are unfortunately unable to persuade Anna to leave the town of Bianbu, or regret that ** has no effect? Roland didn't have a good air. "It seems that my luck was really good at the time."

"When you hate hatred, it's always easy to go to an extreme." The nightingale patted him on the shoulder. "It didn't take long for me to find out that there would be a different kind of aliens like you, just like me, maybe try It’s not bad to trust."

"I should say thank you for your approval?"

"You're welcome." She was confident. "As a result, there are also pure witches in the witches, even those like Jieluo. Those immature ideas naturally disappear."

"Yeah... you are not easy." Roland sighed.

"Why do I think your mood is a little low?" The nightingale leaned down and the hair fell on his cheek. "The front is pretending, it doesn't mean that the back is also disguised. Let's say... now."

When the voice just fell, she broke into the fog, and when she reappeared, she was already leaning on the lounge chair with her fish, and blinked at him with a smug look.

Roland stood up in a sigh of relief and was about to teach her some lessons. When she understood who was the king of the Grey Fort, the phone suddenly rang.

It is the special line of the Executive Director.

He gave the nightingale a "you are waiting" look and raised the microphone.

"Your Majesty," Barry’s voice soon sounded. "The old king has come to a special visitor and said that he wants to see you anyway."

This is not a common thing for a guest who can personally introduce the hand of the king. "Oh? Who is the other party?"

"The master of drama, Lord Kajin Fez." Barov's tone is a little faint.

How is it again? Roland frowned. Didn't he write clearly in the letter? "I still have a lot of things to do, if he doesn't have anything special to do..."

"Yes, sire!" Barov quickly told the other person's intentions.

"Are you sure?" Roland made a slight glimpse.

"Yes, this is what he said personally!" The general manager vowed.

Upon hearing this, Roland’s heart could not help but come up with an idea. After a moment of silence, he changed his previous idea. “I will meet him in the castle meeting room, and you will arrange it.”