Release that Witch

Sperr Passy was silent for a while before saying, "Are you a threat or an invitation?"

"Of course, the invitation," said the nightingale, "His Highness does not agree to use force to drive any witch. In fact, I hate that."

"Then I refused," Speer said without hesitation. "If he really needs my help, he can come to the Dragon Ridge with a witch and visit the door with aristocratic etiquette. Instead of sending someone to sneak into me." Castle. Of course, if the church is brought to the attention, I can't guarantee the safety of the witch."

This answer is not beyond the expectations of the nightingale. In fact, I want a stranger who has no relationship to promise a rather difficult request. Generally speaking, there are only two methods of intimidation and lure. The former does not want to use, and the latter does not use Parsi. The Marquis is already the master of a city. Going up is the guardian of the realm. The Highness is not only prepared to seal the land, but also intends to take back all the powers of the aristocrats. According to him, it is called centralization. Therefore, in disguise, if she works for Her Royal Highness, she has reduced her position in the eyes of the traditional aristocrats.

As for the horrible enemies in the battle to create a new world with Roland and against the gods, she told her that she would not believe it.

"I understand," said the night, "so let me say goodbye."

"Wait..." Speer looked very surprised. "Just... like this?"

"I am responsible for bringing the message of His Royal Highness, now that you know, and you have given a reply, the task is naturally completed," she grinned. "Otherwise, would you like me to tie you back?"

"How do you know that my ability is a magic channel?" The Marquis hesitated. "...have you been with the witches who are planning to go to the fjord islands?"

"You guessed it right, the leader of the group of witches, Tilly Wimbledon, is now staying in Bianbu Town, and fighting with her brother against the demon moon," the night sherbling shrugged. "His Royal Highness also learned from her." Your message."

"They didn't go to the fjord?"

"No, before they went to the fjord, they didn't know that Roland had already established a foothold in the West. He had to get in touch until he settled on the island." She outlined the process of the alliance on both sides. "This time Tilly When adults travel to the West, they are also invited by him, just like you."

"The Four Princes, he really... built a system in which the witch and the ordinary people coexist in the territory?" Speer frowned and asked, apparently not convinced.

"Not only that, but also pushed the church forces out of his territory," the nightingale smiled. "Now there are more than a dozen witches living in Bianbu Town. The townspeople are used to their existence. I never lie about this."

"..." The Marquis stood up and poured a cup of tea on her. "Can you tell me more? How did he do this?"

"If you want to know," the nightingale turned and walked back to the table to sit down. These deeds may not change the other's decision, but it is not a bad thing to deepen mutual understanding. She decided to focus on the formation of the Witch Alliance, the war with the Duke of Ryan, and the governance after the recovery of the long song fortress, so that the other party Can also generally understand the situation of the witch in the town. When the lower house unified the Grey Fort, the witch Marquis should not do too much fearless resistance.

Just then, a sudden bang was heard outside the window.

"This is..." Speer looked at the nightingale in surprise.

The latter pushed open the window, and it was really a wheat stubble outside. "Dangerous! Lightning found an unexpected situation!"

"What happened?"

"A team of judges is coming to the castle!" The pigeons patted their wings. "At least twenty people are jealous!"

"Church Judges?" The nightingale turned back and frowned. "Is this coming to you?"

"No... I didn't meet the church priest today," the Marquis also looked particularly confused. "Is your whereabouts discovered?"

“Not very likely,” she shook her head. “Unless the church has the ability to monitor every bird in the sky.”

"That's weird..." Speer said, "If you come to me, you shouldn't have sent so many Judges. It's almost all of the people in the Dragon Pavilion."

"What are you waiting for? They are about to enter the castle area!" A golden figure broke into the window and fell lightly around the nightingale. It was lightning.

"Although I don't know the situation, I suggest that you should avoid it first," said the nightingale. "Or let the guards stop them outside the castle and ask for the reason."

"Here is my castle, where can I avoid it? Rest assured, without my permission, this group of guys can't get in, otherwise I can't protect the witches before," Speer sighed. It’s just that this meeting may have to stop here... If your time is not too hasty, I think..."

Just halfway through her words, there have been rumbling footsteps under the castle, and even the screams of swords and swords, which are particularly clear in the castle embedded in the mountain. The look of the Marquis could not help but change. "Who put them in? Guards!"

Speer even shouted a few names, but no one outside responded, and the footsteps were getting closer.

"It seems that they are coming to you," the nightingale made a gesture to lightning, reminding her to leave first. "Now we have time to go, we can protect your safety."

"No, I don't go anywhere! Here is my territory, how dare they be so arrogant"

The voice did not fall, the door was slammed open, and a group of fully armed trial warriors came in. They held a sword shield and surrounded the lord.

At the same time, the nightingale is hidden in the fog, and a flashing body retreats to the corner near the corner, which is convenient for escape and is also suitable for observing the situation in the room. She noticed that lightning and wheat stubble did not leave, the former was looking out of the window and peeking at the enemy's move. The latter simply squatted at the top of the beam and managed its wings in an orderly manner.

These two little devils, just a little bit arrogant, go back to let His Royal Highness discipline them. They shook her head helplessly, and turned their eyes to the church’s trial warriors. Each of them wears a stone of divine punishment, a black hole with no light. The interactions overlap and Speer is completely obscured. She can only hear the Marquis angry reprimand. "Redwin, are you crazy, have you brought them into my castle without authorization?"

"Of course not, my old sister," a man's voice rang from the crowd. "My father looked away and passed the title to a devil's minion. I was just correcting his mistake."

(To be continued.)