The Release That Witch
Chapters 2's

For a period of time Roland locked himself in his room as he carefully recalled the memories of this new world, like a dinner had to be sent directly to him by his servants.

Roland suppressed his fear of the foreign environment he found under his strong will to live. He was very clear that if he wanted to blend in and avoid being suspected by those around him, he needed to get more information as soon as possible.

Roland had to say that the fourth prince, apart from playing around with some other noble sons, had nothing extra in his brain. Repeatedly, Roland could not remember valuable information such as knowledge of the aristocracy, the political situation in his own country, or the diplomatic situation with his neighbors. As for basic common sense, such as the name of the city, or the years of important events, they were completely different from the European history he knew.

It seemed that based on his memories, the old Roland had absolutely no chance of obtaining the throne. Perhaps the King of Graycastle was aware of this, and because of that, the prince had been thrown into this terrible place, even if he made a mess in this border town, he said, it will not cause much damage to the kingdom.

The next memories Roland saw were about his brother and sister, and what he found made him unsure whether he should laugh or cry.

Roland's eldest brother, the First Prince, had above average military strength, his second brother was cunning and extremely dangerous, his third sister was afraid of death, and his younger sister was intelligent. This was the entire impression the former fourth prince had on his brothers. Roland felt a little awkward, after more than a decade of living with them, Roland's old knowledge had been summarized in a few words. What strength they developed, who their competent subordinates were, what their skills were, what their plans were and so on.

It was only three months ago that the fourth prince came to this border town, but the nobles had already stopped hiding their disgust at him. It was obvious that the fourth prince was no match for being a leader. Fortunately, when the King had left Roland this region, he had sent two of his subordinates who were better able to provide assistance so that the townspeople would not suffer under Roland's incompetent rule.

After Roland woke up the next morning, one of his aides, Tyre, repeatedly said that the Assistant Minister wanted to see him. When it seemed that he could not delay it, Roland no longer acted according to his past memories and reached out to hold the butler's butt before sending him to pick up Barov, who had been waiting in the living room.

Looking at Tyre who was rinsing out of the room, Roland suddenly realized that, since he had reincarnated, shouldn't he have a system or something like that? At least in many fairy tales that's the standard formula, but the arrival of a system never happened.

Sure enough, what Roland read in the novels were all fiction.

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In the living room, Barov was already restlessly waiting. As Roland appeared, he asked, "Your Majesty, why didn't you order the execution yesterday?"

“A day before, one day later, what's the difference?” Roland said as he clapped his hands, telling the attendant to bring his breakfast, "Sit down, Barov."

The impression he got from the memories of the old Roland, and also based on his own opinion, was that the Knight Commander liked to deal with problems with the fourth prince directly, even in the presence of others, while the Assistant Minister is more cautious and likes to discuss matters in private. After all, the loyalty of the two was most likely to the King.

“A day then might cause another witch to appear, my prince! It's not the same as before with your previous adventures, not during this time of chaos! ” Barov warns.

“How can you say that?” Roland asked as he frowned, "I think you are able to discern the difference between superstition and fact."

Barov looked confused, "What superstition?"

"That witch is evil and a demon messenger," Roland did not seem to mind as he patiently answered the question. “Isn't that what the church teaches us? They're not going to intervene here, I think it's actually the opposite. Their propaganda states that witches are evil, and although we have chosen not to actively aid their witch hunts, they are, everyone in the region believes in the shameless superstitions propagated by the Church. "

Barov was surprised, "Could it be .. could a witch really be ..."

The Assistant Minister fell silent for a moment, trying to decide if the prince deliberately made fun of him, “Your Majesty, this matter can be discussed later. I know you don't like the church, but this pursuit of conflict is counterproductive. "

Roland pursed his lips. It seemed that reversing the superstition about witches was not something she could do overnight, but for the time being she decided to put him out of her mind ..

When breakfast toast, fried egg, and one pot of Roland's milk arrived, he made two dishes, one of which he served to the assistant minister.

“You haven't eaten until now, have you?” ask Roland before he starts eating. The waiter told him that Barov had arrived outside his room at dawn, and immediately asked to see him, so he should not have time to eat. While he decided to emulate the former prince's way of life, he also decided to start changing the way people looked at him little by little.

The Assistant Minister is a good first target for his plan. Roland thought to himself, If you can make your men feel valued, they will be more motivated to work for you.

Taking initiative is always the most efficient way to win, right?

Barov took the cup of milk Roland handed him but did not drink it as he anxiously said, “Your Majesty, we still have a problem. The guards reported that three days ago an alleged witch camp was discovered in the western forest. Since they left in a hurry and did not clear all their tracks, a guard discovered this in the camp. "

He took out a coin from his pocket and placed it in front of Roland. This was not the kingdom's common currency, at least according to the memories of the old Roland, he had yet to see such a coin. It wasn't even like theirs, it wasn't even made of metal.

Sensing it in his hand, he was surprised to find the coin warm, and the assistant minister was definitely not a source of scorching heat at least forty degrees centigrade, which reminded him of when someone was bathing. .

"What's this?" Roland asked.

"I think it's just rotten jewelry that witches make, but it's actually more serious than that." Barov had to pause for a moment to wipe his forehead, "his mold pattern was known as the Sacred Mountain Demon Eye, which was the emblem of the Witch Cooperation Association".

Roland rubbed the uneven surface of the coin, he guessed that it might be a burnt ceramic. Indeed, he saw that the central part of the currency depicted a three triangle pattern in the shape of a "mountain" juxtaposed with one eye in the middle triangle. The contour line of the pattern was very rough, he judged that it should be hand-polished.

Roland recalled the two terms "Devil Eyes from the Holy Mountain" and "Witch Cooperation Association", but was unable to find any details. It seems that the fourth prince is not interested in the occult.

Roland did not expect that Barov knew more, but he continued, “Your Majesty, you have never seen a real witch before, so it is understandable if you think their abilities are exaggerated. Granted, they could get hurt, they would even bleed and be no more difficult to kill than the rest of us, but it was only for witches who could not fight back. When they received demonic powers, it could shorten the life of a witch, but it could also give them terrifying strength. Ordinary people cannot match them. As soon as the witch grew up, even the army had to pay a heavy price to kill her. Their desire is almost impossible to suppress, ultimately causing them to degenerate into demonic accomplices. “Therefore the Church declares the Holy Inquisition, If a woman is found to even have a chance to become a witch, they will be immediately arrested and executed . The king had also agreed to this decision and in fact, this action was very effective and the incident where the witches had wreaked havoc had greatly decreased compared to a hundred years ago. The Holy Mountain, or it could be said the door to hell, was just a rumor illustrated in an ancient book from that era. "

Roland, while chewing his bread, sneered again and again as he heard this. Although the history of this world and the world he knew were very different, their historical trajectories were very similar. No matter if it was the church in this world or the church he knew of him, he thought that religion itself was the accomplice of the devil, the true source of evil. You don't think putting someone to death just because they're different isn't a crime? Using the name of God to kill someone is all kinds of wrongdoing. Unaware of Roland's thoughts, Barov continued with his speech, “Tnoted in the ancient books that witches can only find true peace on the Holy Mountain. They did not have to suffer from uncontrollable desires because their magic had no side effects. There is no doubt that the so-called Holy Mountain must be the birthplace of evil, an entrance to hell on earth. I think only hell will not punish those who have fallen into the temptations of the devil. ”

“The“ League of Allied Witches, ”who are they? What is their relationship with the Holy Mountain? " Roall asked.

Barov explained with a sour face, “In the past, everything was fine because the witches would escape before the Inquisition arrived and live in seclusion. But in the last few years, the League of Allied Witches has emerged and made a difference. They wanted to gather all the witches and find the Holy Mountain. To this end, the Witch Cooperation Association would even take the initiative to lure others into becoming witches. In the past year, many babies disappeared in the Port of Clearwater, and the rumor is that it was their doing. ”