Release that Witch

After the quilt was laid at night, turn around and blow off the candle.

The room suddenly dimmed.

After using the electric lights and the magic stone, the life of returning to the candle lighting is really not very suitable. It is common to have a routine in the wild before, and she is slightly funny.

However, this is also a no-brainer. The urgent time does not allow the installation of a complete electrical lighting system on the floating island. Even the place for them to rest is also the Fula who drilled on the rock wall. Then, Soloya laid a layer of soft layer to isolate the moisture from the ground, which became a bedroom. The furniture also has the most common wooden tables and simple wardrobes, and the mattresses are laid directly on the floor.

Although Isabella is also on the floating island, it is obviously the factories that are most in need of the magic stone lighting. It is estimated that it will take some time for her converted stone to be used in the living area.

Fortunately, the room is simple and simple, but it is not uncomfortable to live. One person does not have a single room, but also has a separate bathroom. Plus the ventilation tube that leads directly to the outer wall of the floating island, the room is not boring at all. At the end of the cave there is also a public reading room and a hot spring bath to meet the daily needs of the witch.

The former is not of much interest, but the latter is really great.

Ghosts know how Pasha found them. The streams that have been oozing from the top of the mountain have merged into a clear spring in the caves of the mountains, and some of the poolsides extend out of the cave wall and can be seen outside the pool. View. Especially after the floating island flies up, this place is convenient to become a superb view overlooking the earth.

After a shower every day, she will soak in the spring water for a while to enjoy this moment of relaxation.

In contrast, the disadvantage of not having a light in the room has become insignificant.

Just as the nightingale was about to lie down, a knock on the door suddenly sounded outside.

She couldn't help but groan. This time is late at night. Everyone has basically fallen asleep. Who else will come to her?

"coming."

The nightingale responded with a renewed candle, and several alternative characters appeared in his mind.

The most likely of these is naturally Wendy.

After all, the head of the league has had several times to drink more wine to find a precedent for her chat.

However, pushing the door open gave her a slam.

Standing outside the door is actually Anna.

She is holding a small wooden barrel with a towel and other cleaning things. "Can you take a bath with me?"

The nightingale had been washed before going to sleep, but she realized that the bath was obviously not the focus at this time. "Of course, wait a moment."

Packing things up and following Anna all the way into the bathhouse, the entire cave is empty, no one but them. From time to time, the sound of water droplets splashing on stalagmites sounded from the ear, and it was extraordinarily quiet in the night.

Undressing and stepping into the pool, the nightingale suddenly felt a heat flow wrapped around the body and no winter city. The amount of fuel on the floating island is extremely limited. Therefore, the boiler and steam engine powered by Rubik's cube are widely used, but the water supply can be guaranteed. Twenty-four hours of hot water continued.

The two set aside the white mist and slowly walked to the hole. In an instant, the cool evening breeze sweeps away the sultry heat in the cave, and the world in front of us is suddenly open, and the eyes that are in their eyes are no longer the mountains and rocks, but the stars and the endless night sky.

The nightingale couldn't help but snorted.

This feeling is really intoxicating.

Anna seemed to be quite comfortable. She took a sigh of relief and stretched her hands and stretched out.

"Roland?"

"Probably in the world of dreams."

"Yes? He is really busy..."

"Yes, everyone said that I have not been idle for a moment. In fact, compared to him, this is nothing." Anna smiled. "He even worked all night."

"You are also very powerful." The nightingale sank and let the springs go over the shoulders. "The little girl who had never understood before, can now be alone."

"In fact, no," Anna said with a rare embarrassed look. "I am good at technical aspects. If Barov and Carl did help me a lot, the engineering department was afraid that it would be a mess."

Feeding, just say your weaknesses without any worries.

Looking at Anna, there was a very complicated feeling in the heart of the nightingale. It was impossible to say that there was no unwillingness. When she first contacted Roland earlier, she had more chances to step out of that step, but the result was slower. But she hates Anna anyway, frank, serious, and fascinating... The longer she gets along with her, the more she will sigh her purity. The nightingale has seen many people in his life. From civilians to nobles, no one can be as dazzling as Anna.

She admired each other in her heart.

After a brief silence, Anna changed the subject. "What do you think will be the end of this battle of gods?"

The nightingale realized that this might be the reason why she called herself.

"Probably... will it be going well?" She looked up at the stars in the sky. Honestly, things like deriving a war situation or predicting the future are beyond her ability. The real answer should be that I don't know... but it seems that it is not appropriate to say so before the battle. Fortunately, the other party has no ability to distinguish lies.

"Yes." Anna did not agree. "But I don't think so. Especially the final goal is the bottomless, the legendary field of the gods, the risk of this trip is probably far greater than our expectations. I don't know why. I always feel that Roland seems to be disappearing at any time. The closer to the northern end of the mainland, the stronger the feeling of uneasiness."

The nightingale couldn’t help but jump in her heart. Could it be that she realized the fact that Roland’s life was running low? But that should be related to the ideology. Going to the bottomless is also to solve this problem, and it is not impossible to change it.

"Maybe you are worried too much."

"I hope so too." Anna blinked. "Right... Remember our appointment?"

"Well..." I reacted when the night fell, "Hey?"

"I decided to let it go ahead and wait until I beat the devil, I will talk to him personally."

"Why? Because of your hunch?"

"There are half of the reasons," Anna replied softly. "But more of it is that he needs you too. And I...have never hated you. He will give it to you in the next battle."

"..." The nightingale couldn't speak for a long time. After a long time, she muttered, "Why, why don't you stop him from going to the bottomless?"

Anna shook her head and looked calm. "This is a combination of many aspects to get the best practice, not to mention what the outcome is, he is ready, how can I stop? Fear and escape I can't change all of this, so what I can do is to do my best to help him complete this trip and witness the future."