The Release That Witch
Chapters 15's

Seeing the knight take his orders and leave, Roland returned to the table, "You can cure a small animal, so why do you think a witch is evil?"

"Master said, witches can do what ordinary people can't do, and sometimes it doesn't look bad, but it's just a trap, created by the devil to tempt more people ..." The girl was silent. "I really haven't seen the devil, I swear."

"Of course you've never seen it, it's just a church lie, your teacher was also tricked by them," Roland calmed down.

"Church lied?" Nana's jaw was agape, "Why?"

Roland shook his head, giving no explanation. Even if he explained it, they would not understand it. Before a civilization develops to some extent, these strange things always happen. Even when no one benefits from it, people will automatically donate natural disasters, man-made disasters, and even more, or a phenomenon that cannot be understood as a product controlled by someone behind the curtain - from a historical point of view, this is a huge stone that most women have to carry on their backs.

And in this world, witches who possessed powers that might be unknown in origin were easy targets for the church. Thinking about it, it was extremely impossible for the church to ignore this kind of extraordinary appearance, no matter what. They must bestow upon all witches as Saints, calling their power a gift of God; or kill all witches, declaring that they are the spokesmen of the devil. However, once you choose the former, the majesty of monotheism will receive a heavy blow - as soon as witches who are not members of the church appear. In the case of all religions that believe in other gods that label witches as Saints, they will all be people chosen by God, he said, who is the only true God?

Polytheism can only happen with the premise that all gods really exist, which is capable of limiting each other. Since God does not exist, these are all symbolic nonsense that a person creates by spitting out his mouth, so why let the opposite side exist and share this world with them? So anyone would claim their god as a true god and believe in tawhid. And when it comes to adherents of other religions, there is only one way to go - liquidation. In the end, they could only choose the last option, to not attempt to kill all the witches.

It had absolutely nothing to do with the demons; it was only for their own benefit.

A live chicken was prepared in the castle's kitchen immediately, and then the knights carried it with wings, while it was still fluttering and kicking in confusion.

The next thing stunned Nana; roland took the silver knife from her waist and had the knight grab it so that she could stab the chicken body. When the chicken was injured, Roland allowed Nana to come and treat it, after healing it was stabbed again.

After half a day, when the chicken finally breathed its last breath, Roland had a general understanding of Nana's abilities.

He can recover damaged parts, including cuts, tears, broken bones and bruises. If any part is missing, such as a piece of chicken leg, he cannot make it grow new. However, with the full use of his abilities, a broken claw can be reconnected, so that the wound can be healed. Finally, he could not reverse the death, once the chicken died, the treatment was ineffective.

During the treatment, Roland did not see any trace of "sticky water", instead, he simply placed his hand on the chicken wound, and the wound would heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. After this series of tests, Nana's physical exertion wasn't too great; she at least wasn't sweating like Anna after her training.

Only Nana herself was dissatisfied, she felt the treatment towards the chicken was unfair, to such an extent, that at the end of the experiment she widened her eyes and pouted at Roland.

"Well, don't just stare over there, come and eat something," as soon as he saw it, Roland without a better choice had to call out "evening tea" to distract him. This move had been tested against Anna; she thought that very few girls their age could resist the temptation of a delicious dessert. It turned out that Nana's appearance in front of the pastry was not much better than the former.

After eating the cake, Roland allowed Nana to leave.

Anna asked, "Why did you let her go? Just like me, she's also a witch, right?"

"She still has her family, and right now her family doesn't know yet, that she has become a witch."

"Right, sooner or later," Roland sighed, "so, this is a bit late, but ... Do you want to see your father?"

He shook his head; there was no doubt visible in his lake-like eyes. It seemed that his betrayal of his father had made him completely lose hope. He had no family to return to before, at least now he had friends.

"Nana will always come back, in fact, I will ask her to come here every two days to let her train her own abilities."

Hearing this, he blinked his eyes and nodded quickly.

"Do you want to go back to Karl's college and study with the other kids?"

Anna did not reply, but she felt she could understand her inner thoughts.

"A situation like this cannot last long ... As long as I'm here, one day you'll be able to live like a normal person, no matter where you go no one will catch you, much less send you to the gallows. One day this will come true, "the word Roland emphasizes every word" I promise. "

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Ever since Karl took over the city wall project, the fourth prince Roland suddenly sat down.

He spends every afternoon in the castle garden, accompanied by Anna and Nana. Now that they no longer needed to prepare extra clothes for Anna's training, even if there was a fire jumping on each finger, she could still operate it skillfully. Now it is impossible as before when an accident occurs, which triggers his own magician uniform.

Nana also changes her clothes in the same witch uniform that Anna wears, initially feeling a little reluctant to practice, but the afternoon tea session calms her down. Seeing the two witches coming and wandering around in his backyard greatly reduced the bitterness in Roland's heart.

Occasionally, he went to the northern slope at the foot of the mountain to check the progress on the city wall. After more than two weeks of construction, the wall had reached a length of a hundred meters. In an era where theodolite for measuring distances does not exist, every day, at the same time, he said, Karl asked the craftsmen to determine the distance and evenness by using a shadow formed by the sun with the help of a wooden pole. They built a guard tower every ten columns to stabilize the city walls.

Such a large-scale building project was naturally also noticed by the city nobles, but other than finding Barov and asking him about the project, he was also concerned about it, they did not take any further action as if this had nothing to do with them. Roland did not complain, since their possessions were in Stronghold Longsong, they would definitely not stay here and help him guard the Border Town. He could even imagine these people gathering and ridiculing Roland, saying he was overestimating his abilities.

Not only were the nobles aware of the change, but the merchants as well. In previous years, traveling merchants would buy animal furs, but now it seems that there is no possibility to buy them. One by one, they started to depart and returned to the fortress. Naturally, the anger about their return empty-handed was vented to Roland. News of the fourth prince Roland Wimbledon's construction project to repel demonic beasts in the Demon Moon had spread along the Chishui River, many calling him just stupid and stupid.

At this point, no one thought he could rule over Border Town; even the majority of the locals did not believe him. After all, the impression that everyone got from the fourth prince did not include the courage to fight. Regardless of what he did, in the end, he would take refuge in the fortress.

This way, as everyone talked about it, Roland welcomed his first winter after crossing over