Release that Witch

Above the ridge of the Dragon Ridge, lightning found a leeward and skillfully built a tent that could accommodate four people.

The burning bonfire dispelled the cold, and the nightingale rolled up the trousers and exposed the **** calves, only to see that the position hit by the Holy Ghost had swollen. Before I bite my teeth, I didn't feel anything. Now, when she relaxed, she felt that it was difficult to move her legs. If it wasn't for the timely arrival of Mai, she really didn't know how far she could run with the female Marquis.

It is extremely dangerous to walk through the fog when you are inconvenient. Those changing lines are both ladders and sharp edges. If you don't grasp them properly, they can easily cut themselves into pieces.

"I will help you."

From the big backpack, McMug has found a bunch of first-aid supplies. In addition to cotton and small bottles of alcohol, there are also leaves-processed herbs. The latter is the most important medical treatment.

When the smelly pungent alcohol fell on the wound, even the nightingale couldn't help but make a squeaking sound, and the brows were tightly attached together. If it wasn't for the Highness who said that it could effectively kill tiny creatures and prevent the wound from being eroded by evil plagues, she really felt that it was no different from torture.

Fortunately, the coolness brought by the herbs quickly dispelled the burning pain. After wrapping the wounds, she suddenly felt a lot of comfort.

"Your back..." the woman Marquis whispered. "Don't you?"

"What happened to the back?" Lightning drilled into the tent with a bundle of firewood.

"She was trying to save me... by the arrows of those people," Speer's voice sounded a bit low.

"There is nothing wrong with it, it is equivalent to being hit by a few punches," said the night, "I can't sleep at most tonight."

"It's better to apply some herbs," Lightning fiddled with the branches in the fire pit, splashing the starting point of the ignition star. "The medicine of the leaves not only stops bleeding, but also works well for bruising."

"Hey, I am squatting on me," McGonagall sat down and patted his thigh. "I will give you medicine!"

Looking at the white-haired girl’s serious eyes, the nightmare couldn’t pass, and she finally had to nod. “Okay.”

Undressing, she grabbed her chest and squatted on the legs of the wheat, then heard the female marquis sucking her breath.

I don’t have to look at it, the original smooth back is definitely red and swollen, a piece of blue and purple, but it’s just scary. She doesn’t think so, this kind of scar is nothing for a witch with a strong self-healing ability. It will dissipate after two or three days.

On the occasion of taking the medicine, the nightingale coughed two times and said: "What are your plans for the next time, the Marquis? Your brother, Redwin, was scorned by the church and turned away from you. Before that, whether he or the church, I don't know if you are a witch." She simply told the news she had heard in the tower. "They should go to the position of your lord. If you are not a witch, you will be It’s not a difficult thing for the church to be executed as a devil."

"They dared to openly murder a Marquis," Speer gnawed. "I want to let Redwin and the church pay the price!"

"The things that the church does are far beyond your imagination," the nightingale shook his head. "Even if it is a king, they will not squint their eyes before they start. The winter and the wolf are the best examples."

Spellton was a glimpse. After a while, he said: "Is the church really planning to annex the four kingdoms? I only heard this in the mouths of some neighboring businessmen, but most of the nobles of Wangdu think that this is nothing but nonsense. Talk."

"The kings and nobles also said that Roland Wimbledon is a rebel," she shrugged. "If the Highness did not guess wrong, it was only the first step of the church plan, but I can't tell you the hidden plot behind this." Unless you join the Witch Alliance. It is certainly not a day or two for the church to plan this coup. Your subordinates should have turned to Redwin who sells more benefits. If you want to recapture the Dragon Ridge, you also You can ask your Highness for help."

"He... will it really help me?"

"Of course, it is our unshirkable responsibility to eradicate the church." The nightingale chuckled.

The woman Marquis was silent and seemed to hesitate.

"Reassured," the nightingale knows the hesitation of her heart. This is also the question that most witches will worry about before going to Bianbu Town. "If you want to leave the West, you can leave at any time, and your Highness never reluctantly."

"He really... realized the coexistence of witches and ordinary people?"

This is the second time that the nightingale listened to the other party and asked about it. Whenever she answered this question, she always had a burst of pride in her heart. "Yes, the territory of His Royal Highness is such a place. It is the holy mountain of the witches. ”

Speer Passy’s face looked cloudy and bright under the glare of the fire. After a long time, she nodded slightly. “Are we going tomorrow?”

"Not yet," the nightingale and the lightning said in unison. Then the two looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh.

“The church will definitely try to report the news to the Holy City. For the next two days, we must intercept the pigeons that the enemy released,” she explained to the countess. “After that, Mai will send you back to Bianbu Town, and I still There are other tasks to complete."

In the room at the top of the tower, she remembered that the ambassador had said that when the matter was finished, he would soon depart for Chishui City.

Obviously, every time she arrives in a city, there will be an undercurrent, no matter how big the impact, it will always cause trouble for His Highness. Moreover, this person has also seen his own attack method. If she can intercept her, the arrangement of the church will inevitably suffer setbacks. From her, she may find a lot of information.

The nightingale took a deep breath, and she decided to kill the messenger of the church. But Ronaldinho would not agree with her plan. She had no bottom in her heart. If he asked himself to go back, she did not intend to go it alone.

......

Three days later, the Mai Mai, who had sent the female marquis, returned to the Dragon Ridge again. This time she had two more sleeping island witches behind her.

"How come you?" Looking at the two at night.

"His Royal Highness, let us help you," Andrea jumped gracefully over the back of the behemoth, shed her hood, and licked her blond hair. "There are two ice cream breads."

"How can you get rid of this kind of thing in the church?" Ashes raised his mouth.

"His Royal Highness said, you can do it, but be sure to pay attention to safety," Mai said. He changed back to human form. "He said he was waiting for you to go back in the castle."

"Yes..." The nightingale suddenly felt a hot heart. "I understand."

"So how many people are there?" The ashes raised a brow. "I heard that there is still a witch?"

"It is not clear, but at most there are more than 20 trial warriors and corresponding attendants and believers," she said one word at a time. "Other people don't care, but the witch must be solved by me."

(To be continued., your support is my biggest motivation.) 16-11-1304:19:36