The Release That Witch
100 Chapters

Just as Wendy had said, the next morning right after breakfast, a servant came and took them to Roland's office. There the Prince gave them a nice piece of parchment. Noticing that some witches were illiterate, Scroll read out the contents to them. Followed by those who sign it with their fingerprints.

Roland knew that it was difficult for them to understand the meaning of each line written in the contract, but this was not important, after some time they would begin to understand what he wanted from them. He also knew, even if this was a slave contract, they would still put their signatures under it. But Roland did not think that losing his principle just to gain some small gains was a good thing. Since they choose to follow this path, we must see where it leads them. Right now all it is making is laying the foundation to form a positive cycle for the future. A long-term investment that should end in a win-win situation for both parties.

After receiving the signed documents, Roland shared the training plan he had developed last night, and explained to each of them personally what they should do. When he had finished this he called Leaves, Scroll, and Soraya back to his office.

After closing the door, Nightingale showed royal respect, surprising her sister.

"I've been thinking all night about the story I heard yesterday from Wendy," Roland opened the curtain, letting the bright sunlight flood the room. "He said you've met a terrible monster and only seven of you can survive. Even your Witch Cooperation Association Mentor, Cara, died in the wild. So I wonder what you came across, is it a mixed species or a demonic beast? "

Leaf was the first to speak: "They are not demonic beasts, they are Devils who came from behind the Gates of Hell. They have a tall body and are able to ride demon beasts, they can also use magic, just ... "He hesitated for a moment," Just like us. ”

"They belong to the Devil?" Roland frowned, turning his gaze to Soraya, "Are you also present in that place?"

The one who spoke nodded with hesitation.

"You can draw the scene, right?" asked Roland and gave him a piece of paper.

Soraya closed her eyes, recalling those painful memories, but she still picked up the paper and went to the table.

After this, he began to show his abilities to the fullest, picking up the magic pen in his hand. The pen began to release a colorful light, which flew from his hand directly onto the paper. A vivid image gradually formed on the paper, and during the entire process of drawing Soraya never opened her eyes even once.

When Roland stepped near the table, he found that the imaging of the image looked very realistic - no, he had to correct himself, this was not a painting, but a picture taken from a real-life scene. His abilities are like a camera, reproducing genocide in the wild from a first-person perspective.

When he finished the painting, Soraya's forehead was sweating, clearly showing that the memory was a nightmare for him.

Nightingale, going to the table as well, looked and asked, "Is this the Devil you met?”

"Yes, that's right," Leaf pointed to the nearest one from the point of view the picture was taken, "The devil who wears a metal glove, is able to summon a lightning strike, while the others are very powerful, and the, he could throw spears several times faster than an arrow fired from a bow. More than a dozen sisters died under their hands. But they can't use their special attacks all the time, it's a good time when I can kill them. ”

"You can kill them yourself?" Roland asked.

"Cara's "magic switch had ripped through Ironhand's pipe, and she ended up dying from the wound. I used the same method, to kill the others with automatic arrows. The pipes seemed to be storing red gas, and if the gas leaked, they died. . ”

Well, this thing seems to resemble an oxygen tank, how could a creature in the wild have something like this? Roland asked himself in confusion . But it was directly said that they should become aliens, a bit too early. Looking at their clothes, they were patched from pieces of animal skin and skins. This suggests that their level of civilization could not have progressed any further than we are now.

Whether it was by using magic or technology, they could cross over to another planet, already showing their strength - while the people of earth were still fighting each other the entire time.

"In addition to the Devils, we also saw a city floating in the sky," Leaves added, "No matter how far we move towards it, the city is always right in front of us. Lightning had mentioned something similar to him in her story, I think she called it a mirage. "

"Can you also draw the city?" Roland asked towards Soraya.

He nodded, called out to his questioner once more, and began painting the city hovering in the sky like Leaves had said.

Roland looked at the picture carefully, but he was unable to obtain much information from the vague sight. Although the city shown in the picture is really just a mirage, it still means that somewhere in the wild there must be a real one. It seemed like there was a red cloud over the city, maybe this was the gas needed by the Devils . This explanation was far more plausible than thinking about aliens, after all, the vast vast land behind the Unpassable Mountain Range was a complete mystery zone, after all, where for a long time no one set foot, so detecting a new race was not too surprising.

"I heard from Nightingale and Wendy that Cara decided to look for the Sacred Mountain after she read it in an ancient book," Roland asked. "Scroll, did you read the book?"

Scroll hesitated for a moment but then she replied. "How to not allow anyone to read the book, but ... I still see a little bit, but the text is quite messy ... also amazing."

"Can you make a copy and show it to me?"

"The text written on the book is not correct, Your Majesty, that the Sacred Mountain does not exist, affirming this," he sighed, but still raised his right hand, "I hope you won't be confused by the book.the content."

Suddenly a book of golden light appeared in the air, the book opened and its side spun at an incredible speed, when the book came to its end, the book fell directly into the hands of the Scroll. "Your Majesty, I hope you are the only one who will read it. I don't want to see one of my sisters become like Cara.”

Roland took the book out of Scroll's hands and comforted her, "I understand."

When the other witches left the office, Nightingale quietly appeared sitting on the sofa. He had lifted his robe, as usual, and put both his feet on the table and chewed the dried fish happily.

"You don't want to see it?" Roland with a smile on his face, asked.

In a mocking voice, he replied. "I'm not interested in anything that crazy people like to see."

Roland shook his head, sat behind the table and carefully opened the book. The pages felt as if the book had come true.

As Scroll said, most of the content was garbled. It seems that the text is not written in the same language, at least the grammar is not the same. In the book was the blood moon mentioned, as well as the huge stone gate, but nowhere did he find any traces of the Holy City. In fact, despite the few words he could occasionally understand, the meaning of many other words was not clear to him. Most of the contents of the Book he could not read - in the end the summary was: Even if I knew every word, I was not sure if I could understand it fully. I'm not sure if it's because a short peek Scroll can only take, or if the book was just recorded this way.

Rolland passed through the long passageways, jumping straight to the end. Even so, the book was quite thick, it contained very little content and most of its sides were empty. But when he opened the last page, he suddenly saw a text that could be read. The previous neat writing became unreadable, as it was written in haste, but the content was understandable and answered many questions.

The first sentence that is still written with a neat handwriting is "We have failed. Man cannot defeat Satan."