Release that Witch

The ashes showed a surprised expression. "Why are you asking this? I never thought about leaving you."

"I don't mean that," Tilly knew she misunderstood. "Just just from the point of preference...this is not a bad place, right?"

The ashes hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded. "The Communist Youth League is willing to stay and work for Roland. There is no reason. But we are different, we have our own homes -"

"There is only three endings in this war," Tilly interrupted her. "The first kind, we can't stop the offensive of God's penalty, and die in the north, so whether it's a sleepy island or no winter city, It doesn't matter to us anymore."

"You will never sleep in that kind of place, I swear by my life," Ashes quickly reached out and grabbed the mouth of the five kings, and used the honorific words in a hurry.

Tilly looked at her with a smile, until she let go of her hand and said softly, "I don't think I will die in the church."

"Then don't say it," Ashes worried. "You always say what comes..."

“In a word,” Tilly walked to the small window in the kitchen and looked at the backyard of the vibrant castle. “So I put it in the front. The second situation is that Roland has failed, but we all live. Then, the entire gray fort will no longer be able to block the church, no winter city will fall into the sea of ​​fire, he has only one place to go."

"Sleeping island?"

"Well, we will continue to resist the oppression of the church there until the war of divineity comes. The complete destruction is likely to be a few hundred years later, and that is not what we can manage."

"The third one..."

“The third is that we defeated the church and uprooted the holy city of Hermes,” said Tilly. “All witches can get out of insults and persecution and get real liberation. When this day comes, The mission of sleeping on the island is over."

"End?"

"It was originally a savior's home as a witch. After the church collapsed, we naturally did not need to bind everyone to the fjord island. In terms of living environment, the fjord is not a good place, the materials are lacking, the weather is changeable... Of course, the sleeping island will not be abandoned, and the sleeping charm will continue to operate, but you can choose your favorite city life, isn't it?"

"Even if it is the abyss of the devil's hell, I will be by your side."

“So is the world of salted fish and fish soup?”

"Hey--" Ashes can't help but see.

Tilly couldn't help but laugh out. "I can rest assured that I will be tired. Maybe I will come to the Winter City for a while and change the taste."

"You are saying here?" Andrea asked the door probe and saw the tub on her head, and even the bathrobes were changed.

"What are you going to do?" The ash frowned.

"Bath," she grinned. "I have been on the boat for more than ten days, and the salty taste of the body is overflowing. Of course, some people are not aware of it and are not surprised. Tilly is going to go with me. ?"

"Okay," said Tilly. "Wait for me to change my clothes."

"Cough... then I will go down," the ashes pretended to be inadvertently.

"Please, I didn't invite you." Andrea gave her a blank look.

"I am accompanying Tilly, not accompanying you, don't be wrong."

Looking at the look of the two big eyes and small eyes, Tilly can't help but think easily, if you can really overcome the church, everyone can live this kind of day.

Roland had been in the office for a while, until the night shook the fish and shook it in front of him, and he only came back.

Tilly’s brother’s voice was unprepared, and before she said goodbye last time, she never admitted the identity of her brother and sister. This made Roland feel puzzled when she was happy – in the end, she really felt that she was the Four Princes. Still regard him as another brother in the sense?

"Isn't it a brother?" The nightingale didn't take it for granted. "If you want to hear it, I can call you that."

You are three years older than me. What about the aristocratic exercise? Roland couldn’t think of it, but the younger brother seemed to sound pretty good... Stop it, the idea can’t go any further. “Why do you say she suddenly changes her attitude?”

"Who knows, probably because you don't have the chance to dissatisfy the witches' dissatisfaction and split the island, and so soon, and the church will be fully wary. These actions can prove your sincerity more than the air-mouth promise." Shrug, "But this is all I guess, maybe she just made a mistake."

Indeed, the reason is not important, the key lies in the facts. In any case, the relationship between the two can be made even closer, and he has taken a solid step in the effort to win over all the witches on the island.

"Next, we should go see Herti Morgan," he said.

......

Roland walked into the prison on the ground floor of the castle and saw that she was lying on a bed of straw laying, and the wound on her leg had healed, leaving only a large piece of red and black blood.

"In order to ensure the safety of Nana Wa, I knocked her out and treated it again." The nightingale whispered in the ear. "Otherwise, it is too dangerous to take off the stone of God's punishment. Listen to another **** witch." When she was surrounded, she tried to catch Andreia as a hostage, otherwise she would not be so embarrassed."

"Well, you are doing right."

As a powerful fighting witch, Herti's neck and wrist are locked with a hoop wrapped in stone. Without special tools, it is difficult to remove these locks.

According to Tilly, she can collapse objects within ten steps and cause fatal damage. This collapse is not affected by other external forces. When the container is released, no matter whether the outer casing is wood or metal, there is no difference. The wood will be crushed by severe bending, and the metal will be crushed into a ball.

What is even more frightening is that it is equally effective for living things. For example, the internal cavity with the cavity in the abdominal cavity and the chest cavity will quickly fit under the squeeze of the ability, and the organs in the body will be squeezed out like a soft mud, which makes Roland unable to help. I remembered the toothpaste.

But for him, Hert's ability is more suitable to stay in the factory, rather than killing with the enemy.

If a piece of mold is put into the raw material, she can easily play the role of a punching machine, which is only the simplest application. If I learn, let her realize that the inside of the molecule and the atom are also full of gaps?

Unfortunately, everything is late.

"Wake her up," Roland said.

The nocturnal nod, nodded into the cage, lifted Herti and pulled it to the railing.

"I am Roland. Wimbledon, the king of the Grey Fort," he looked at her condescendingly. "You don't have to say anything to me alone. You can speak now."