The Release That Witch
Chapters 109's

However, in the duel, the Osha Clan lost to the dangerous means used by the Tribal Clan, not only that but in the end, even their Patriarch was killed and the Clan ended up being exiled to the Endless Cape. Silver Moon, the daughter of the former Patriarch who is now known as Echo, due to her outstanding appearance was sold as a slave by slaves to a businessman from the Port of Clearwater.

Iron Axe with his identity as a mixed blood, despite being an adopted member of the Sandpeople was not a genuine member of the Osha Clan. And therefore he was not condemned to exile. But due to his strong combat ability, the other clans liked him and wanted to recruit him to their side. However Iron Axe who had for many years received this kind of family treatment from the old Patriarch coupled with the hope of saving Echo, did not hesitate to reject the offers from the other Clans. After a long and arduous journey, he finally reached his destination, the Port of Clearwater. But he never knew that right now, Echo had been sold to the King of Graycastle.

However, in the end the latter was saved by a mage, who came from the Witch Cooperation Association; while the others desperately moved to the Western border of the Kingdom of Graycastle. However today, these two people unexpectedly met once again in Border Town.

"Then what are your plans for the future," Roland asked after pondering for a moment about what he just heard, "Do you want to return to the South, bring Echo with you and revive the Osha Clan?"

"No, Your Majesty!" Iron Axe knelt down, "I've sworn to the Three Gods, that all my life I will always work for you... I'm just... I'm too excited to see Silver Moon again. .I can't control my emotions, please punish me!"

"What about you?" The prince asked Echo. "Do you want to avenge your people?"

Asked this question, Echo also knelt down in front of Roland, "When I woke up to my magician power, I actually had the thought of taking revenge. But today I no longer harbor such feelings." He bit his lips and weakly asked, "Please allow me to stay here ... I don't have anywhere else I can go."

"I understand. Please, stand up," Roland said slowly, "You don't need to act like this, don't worry I won't kick you out." He paused for a moment, then said sternly, "In fact, letting you take revenge is also not impossible."

"What?" Iron Axe exclaimed in shock, he could not believe his own ears. However, Echo did not show much of a reaction, after all, she had already given up her hopes of returning to Ironsand City.

"Of course, right now I can't achieve it." Roland waved his hand indifferently. He didn't think of this idea all of a sudden. During the Iron Axe's description of the Southern Extreme, he had heard some very interesting things – that this piece of land was hot and dry and that the environment had many strange things to offer. Especially the orange flames that came out from the ground that had been burning for decades without being extinguished. Orange flames often lit up over large holes. And at the bottom of the hole, one could see the black Styx flowing endlessly.

Orange fire, black Styx, are two words worth mentioning. As Roland listened to this description, one question immediately came to his mind, wasn't he talking about oil? What's more, the oil that flows is open! How important this black liquid is to the development of the industry no one really has to ask. After all, more than half of modern warfare is due to the need for Oil. Rising oil prices can even affect the rise and fall of a number of countries, even changing world patterns. If he could somehow control the people in the south, he might be able to obtain a stable source of oil.

However, for the time being, Roland did not have time to think about the discord occurring in the faraway area, which was beyond his control. So with no better choice, she had to postpone the show "since ancient times" to the next day.

"When I get the throne, I'll try to get justice for you." Roland went in front of the kneeling Iron Axe, "But today you broke the First Army's discipline. From now on you are sentenced to two days in confinement, during these two days, you will reflect on your mistakes."

"Yes, Your Highness," Iron Axe was excited again.

"Then let's continue the training," Roland said to Knight, "and you will also be responsible for the next march."

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After all, before Carter left with the Prince, he gave them the order to rest in their place, but did not disband.

What should he do, if he had to wait until the patrol time, he did not want to imagine such a scenario.

"Master Knight, you're saying that Captain Iron Axe won't return?" asked Nail, who was in the same group as Brian himself, "His unexpected actions almost gave me a heart attack."

"How many times have I said, you mustn't call me Sir," Brian corrected him again, "In the First Army, you must call me the leader of the group." After he was awarded the title of nobleman by His Majesty, his rank within the army became much higher. Even to the extent that others did not dare to talk to him, except Nails – the little man worked as a miner before joining the Army. He was the only one who often came to him to talk. According to Nails' story, not mentioning that he dared to talk to a knight, he even said that he had spoken closely with His Majesty.

"This kind of thing... Your Majesty won't blame her excessively, will he?" Although she gave him a reassuring answer, but the vigilance in her heart did not want to be extinguished. One time he saw a civilian who accidentally collided with a train passenger and was then stabbed to death by a guard on the spot, such a tragedy.

Even so, Iron Axe came from another country, still very brave to kneel in front of another woman when His Majesty was standing right beside him. Even calling him "Patriark", adding all of this together is a major violation of etiquette.

"I think that's what's going to happen" Nail nodded. "I've spoken to His Majesty in person, he's unlike any other noble, uh..." He scratched his head and seemed to be trying to find the right words. "Even though they almost look the same to him, they act very differently."

Brian also did not want Iron Axe punished too severely. After more than a month of collective training, he had already felt a deep admiration for this stranger. Especially when he taught them how to make tents for cases where they were stranded in the wild. They all benefited from the amazing skills he patiently taught them. In Knight's eyes, Iron Axe was even more suited to being a First Army Commander than Carter.

"They're back!" Nails stuck to Brian's arm, "Hey, I can't detect the Iron Axe inside their group."

No, it was time to stop his imagination going wild, Carter had already ordered them to line up, according to the way they practiced before. When they were ready, His Majesty stepped in front of them and began his speech: "The woman beside me is another witch, her name is Echo. He and the Iron Axe had been separated earlier for many years ... According to the rules, the Iron Axe was sentenced to several days of confinement for disrupting formations and violating military discipline. No, I will repeat it once again, you all now belong to the regular army, and the most important rule for a member of this army is to always obey orders and maintain discipline! Can you understand this?"

"Yes! Your Majesty!" Brian like the others shouted his agreement. When he heard that Iron Axe was sentenced to confinement, his heart could finally calm down and when he looked towards Nail, the others made a sour face.

“During the following training, we will use its ability to simulate various sounds, including musical instruments such as trumpets and drums. He will play some kind of marching song, which will be your command to act! Everyone will move according to his movements.the drums, always holding the same rhythm, keep the team in one line." Here, His Majesty paused, "On the battlefield, Echo will always stand behind you. You can think of it as the First Army banner, and you should always protect it with everything you have! Now that I'm done saying all this, everyone should get used to the next songs."

What is Marching Song? Brian's head was full of confusion, was it like the music I sometimes heard when I visited the pub? Soft music like this should motivate you to move forward?

But when he heard the melody coming out of Echo's mouth, he realized that he had never heard anything like this before. He almost instantly understood the meaning behind His Majesty's words - the rhythm of the drum instantly entered his bones, giving him the desire to move his legs, while at the same time the light melody triggered his desire to fight.

– This so-called marching song, hearing this will improve everyone on the battlefield, it is a "Song of Battle" to encourage everyone to continue moving forward relentlessly.