The Release That Witch
Chapters 14's

" Your Majesty, how high and wide will the city walls be you building ?"

"At least it should be fifteen feet tall, six feet wide, allowing four people to advance side by side on it," Roland had to nod inwardly, the professionals were really not the same as ordinary people. First they will ask about the technical parameters and then determine the development program.

"So we need to dig a moat as deep as one man to stabilize the top of the wall, in addition, for the six-foot-high top of the fifteen-foot-high wall, the width on the base should be at least doubled. " Karl answered quickly, "So digging a trench alone will also consume a lot of energy. Your Majesty, if you give me a hundred and fifty workers, I should be able to dig a trench a few months before the arrival of the demons."

"A trench can't stop an evil beast," Roland replied without commitment.

"That's right, but if we build the top of the city wall with a pair of stones, it will take three years. To stop the evil beasts alone, you do not need to build a wall that tall, roughly 12 feet tall should also be reduced by a third, resulting in a foundation that is six feet wide. With the trench excavation and construction of the walls simultaneously, as well as the increase of workers to two hundred ... In that way, I should be able to finish it in January, next year, before the arrival of the devil. "

Karl paused for a moment, then said, "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, this is not the right time to start. If the construction of the walls was not timely, even though the trenches were dug well, they would still lose their original shape after heavy rain and snow throughout the winter. When you come back, instead of finishing it, you just need to spend more time and effort cleaning the softened trench, digging and deepening it once again. "

"Say, had we only built a wall twelve feet high and four feet wide, how long would you have needed to dig the moat?"

"It should be finished in a month and a half" replied Karl.

"Then do according to this plan, excavation and stone-making at the same time, so that we succeed a month before the arrival of the demonic beast." Roland waved his hand, interrupting Karl, "I know what worries you, but look at this, this is the latest work of the Graycastle alchemy workshop."

Naturally, he had no time to allow the mason to see the gluing process. Instead, he showed him two bricks that he had glued together before. Fortunately, when the prince spoke, almost no one dared to question him. When Karl heard that this alchemy adhesive cement could change from liquid to solid form overnight, moreover coming up with a sky-high adhesion effect, his face showed his overwhelming shock. As a stonemason who had devoted half his life to his work, he was naturally able to recognize just how great this discovery was. Apart from the binding of the stone, the most important fact was that it was possible to form its figure freely! Isn't that equivalent to no longer needing a second cutting and polishing process, suitable for loose-shaped stones? Time-consuming processing stages can be abandoned altogether and the level of construction of any building can be raised to a whole new level. This alone is fun enough!

Roland looked at Karl's facial expression with satisfaction, and once again asked, "What do you think, is three months enough?"

Karl van Bart's voice was a bit shivering, "If you're right, no, no, I mean ... If the alchemy workshop explains this matter correctly, I ... I'm willing to try it."

“Good, I will let people summarize the details of cement information for you. If there is still anything else you need to discuss with me, please talk to my assistant minister,” Roland laughed, “Pak Karl, from now on you will be the head of the employee office. "

The next day Roland saw Nana in the afternoon. The little girl stared blankly at Anna, clutching her clothes for a long time, before saying, "I've ... Dead?"

The first time Roland saw her, he had to admit that the power of witches didn't just give them the ability to use magic. To some extent, it also changed their appearance and temperament. She and Anna are very different types, but both have unique charms. This feeling had nothing to do with age, and also had nothing to do with their situation. Even while Anna was in prison, awaiting the death sentence, the radiance she emitted was still continuing. He searched through all of his memories, whether it was a noble lady with excellent upbringing or a pedestrian on the street in Graycastle, none of them gave off such an aura. If someone insists on describing it, then compare it to other women, as if the witch is colorful in a black and white photo.

"I'm Nana Pine," when the little girl heard that she herself was not dead, her expression came back to life. He ran straight to Anna's side, starting to chat with her, unconcerned, ignoring Prince Roland Wimbledon's identity. Roland of course did not care what a 14-15-year-old girl said. Instead, he leaned against the round table and poured himself a beer, appreciating the 'daily behavior' from the side. "

Anna was obviously a little calmer now. In the time it took Nana to say more than ten sentences, Anna would only say one. Therefore, when Anna was only seventeen years old, she was already emitting feelings like an elder sister. Roland could not help but think, "When he grows up, how amazing will he be?"

As Nana's words slowed down, she coughed, and opened her mouth, then asked, "Miss Pine, I heard from your teacher that you have awakened as a witch?"

Compared to most of the people who used the word "Fall" while being a witch, Roland preferred the term "awakened". He wasn't naive enough to think that all white-skinned witches were neat, people who had evil personalities would only bring about greater destruction. These are the same as weapons, they can produce violence, but they can also be used to fight violence. The important point in it was on the person holding the weapon.

Perhaps the church's propaganda of the witch-induced slaughter is based on facts, but using that as proof that the entire community of witches is guilty is the greatest injustice.

Nana's face once again stiffened, she whispered, "Will you hang me?"

"No, of course not, the gallows are for vile criminals. You're not one of them and Miss Anna isn't either, so don't worry about that."

He took a breath and nodded, "I'm not sure ... The teacher said that witches are forced by demons and then get some kind of evil power. M-can I be possessed? I have never seen a demon. "

"When do you know that you, yourself, have become different?"

"About a week ago," Nana muttered, "I saw a bird with a broken leg and wanted to help him. ...... And all of a sudden, I felt something flowing from my hand."

"So does it flow out?" Roland asked, "Then what happened?"

“Ah... Suddenly the bird was covered like a sticky water bubble,” Nana's head tilted as she remembered this, “Then the bird's leg was healed.”

Does he have healing powers? Roland's heart started racing, he was very clear what this ability meant. In the absence of antibiotics, there is no modern treatment here, people with trauma or infections are most likely to die at this age. Thus, rapid wound healing was almost equivalent to saving countless lives. This ability is very limited in promoting the progress of civilization as a whole, but it has tremendous meaning for the life of each individual.

He immediately went to the door, looking for a knight to bring a live chicken. If it could be proved that what he said was true, he might be able to use this as a source to change the Border Town's view of witches, ending their current situation of cruel persecution.