The Release That Witch
Chapters 57's

However, Wendy was not as excited as Nightingale had expected. Instead, he asked in a skeptical tone, "Did he really say that?"

"Yes, even before I arrived at Border Town, he had already saved two witches, Anna and Nana. From the beginning, the Prince never thought that the magician's power came from the devil; he said it was our own strength" Nightingale suddenly stopped, realizing that the others did not believe anything.

Stop well, he thought, it's not Wendy's fault. They would probably only believe it if they heard it directly from the Prince, but it was possible that they would doubt it. After all, that is what every witch's heart yearns for. We witches were oppressed for too long, even on the way from the east to the border of the Impenetrable Mountains, we were able to see many living examples where witches were betrayed and abandoned, he said, no one would reach them with the help of hands.

At the thought of all this, his excitement slowly subsided. Perhaps this journey would not go as smoothly as he thought.

“Wendy, you know what my magic has evolved into on the day of my maturity. In addition to being able to see the flow of magic in someone, I can also identify whether someone is lying or not,” said Nightingale seriously. , "So when I asked him, I asked him, why would he take such a big risk to save us witches, he replied," In Border Town we don't care about your background. "He just wanted all witches to be able to live as free people. "

"But while doing this, he would be a thorn in the Church," Wendy frowned and asked, "Even if the Prince doesn't understand what it means, you know that, right?"

Nightingale could not help it but she started to chuckle loudly, "My initial thoughts are almost the same as yours, so I asked her: Do you think you can actually achieve this? And guess how he answered me?" He paused, and then repeated word by word, "If you don't step out, you'll never know the answer."

Wendy was shocked when she heard this and had to ask, "That's not a lie?"

"No lie." Nightingale confirmed.

"That sounds unbelievable." Wendy's voice relaxed a little. He and Nightingale had been friends for many years, so he could not think of any reason why he was trying to trick her.

"Yes..," Nightingale sighed deeply. If he hadn't personally heard it, since he could verify with his abilities, he probably wouldn't have believed it that quickly. Now in retrospect, like when they stood on the city walls and talked about it, Roland really rarely lied. For two months she stayed by his side, at the side as they stood on the wall she sometimes tried to deceive him once, but Nightingale was still very satisfied with her answer.

After all, he did not care that he was trying to deceive her a little. Conversely if you were just going to tell an unknown Witch all your secrets, it would be too ridiculous.

"Tonight, as we all gather, I want to pass on this important news to all our sisters!" Nightingale looked at Wendy pleading and said, "And I want you to help me convince them."

When night fell, the busy witches outside the camp returned one after another. When they saw that Nightingale had returned safely, the witches became very happy, came towards her and asked her how she was doing. Seeing their arms wrapped in white cloth, Nightingale felt heavy in her heart; at first she still answered some questions casually, but over time she turned even more silent.

But then he started telling his long story. He talked about how he had slipped into Border Town, how he had met Roland, Anna and Nana, the construction of the city wall, the construction of the steam engine, how they had withstood the attacks of demonic beasts, and how they had resisted the attacks of demonic beasts, and finally about Anna's adulthood. . Nightingale even took out a drawing of the steam engine's construction plan, to prove to everyone that she wasn't lying.

At this point, the road began to spread through the crowd, and a witch with a head full of green hair and half her body plastered with snake tattoos walked in front of Nightingale.

When she saw him, Nightingale bowed and greeted him respectfully, "Honored Mentor, hello." The witch who came was the founder of the Witch Cooperation Association, the Snake Witch Way. While talking to him, all the witches called him their mentor.

"I heard the story you just told me," as Cara spoke in a hoarse and hollow voice, "Do you want to tell everyone that what we did was wrong?"

"No, mentor, it's not a story, I mean"

"Enough," Nightingale was interrupted by Cara who waved impatiently, "I don't know what happened to you, but when you went to this Border Town, it was, it makes you say words like that. A prince, who sympathizes with witches? It was practically as ludicrous as sympathizing with a frog, "He turned around with a cold smile, and raised his hands into the air while shouting, "Sisters! Have you all forgotten how those mortal people treated you all! "

Not even letting Nightingale say anything, she continued to shout, "Yes, that group of humans, that group of incompetent people pretending to fight in the name of God, who is always brandishing a sharp knife or whip towards us. If there's no 't God's Retaliation Pendant, how can they step on us witches? Our abilities do not come from the devil, but rather gifts given by God! The ones in charge of God's authority shouldn't be them, but us We're sisters of the Witch Cooperation Association! The Sacred Mountain recorded in the ancient book, was the residence of the gods! "

What ... Nightingale did not believe what she heard, although the leader of the Witch Cooperation Association had always been considered eccentric. He was deeply attached to the search for the Holy Mountain, with desires that exceeded those of ordinary people, but he was always very far from madness. Although Cara was not as approachable as Wendy, at least she always treated her sister's attention sincerely. But Nightingale never thought that she could be so hostile towards ordinary people.

Could it be that during these past few years he had always suppressed his hatred and anger? Who is called not to engage in indecent affairs, just to conserve power, only so that one day we can impose retaliation like thunder in the future? Nightingale thought, is that the real reason why Cara hid herself?

"We have found a clue to the gate of the Sacred Mountain, as described in the ancient books! Only twenty more days until the red moon will appear in the night sky like a drop of blood, emerging from the direction of the great Shimen, we will finally arrive on the other side! " Suddenly Cara stopped to speak and turned to look at Nightingale and exclaimed, "You have been fooled by humans, ever since we were born we have been living in a great deception. Suffering in adulthood is a test by God, only the strong-willed, with unwavering talent and sincere strength can pass through. As for the Church, "he sneered a second time," They were a group of humans who dared to borrow and act in the name of God, sooner or later they had to go to hell. "

"And you ... Son, it's time to go back, "How to pause and then continue, "If you forget the story you just told, I can forgive your ignorance and your mistakes. As a member of the Witch Cooperation Association, you will get help from us, and with us, you will go look for the Holy Mountain, to gain eternal freedom. "

Nightingale's heart became extremely cold. The pain is just an exam? The agony on the day of the resurrection, the sisters who weren't strong enough to survive, they weren't worthy, they were just losers? This argument is exactly the same as the church argument. While the surrounding witches unexpectedly showed resonant expressions, even Wendy did not come out to express her disapproval ... Nightingale suddenly felt dull, and in the blink of an eye, the founder of the Witch Cooperation Association, the mentor of every witch, had turned into a stranger.

Nightingale shook her head, "So, I will willingly take every sister with me who wants to leave, but if you decide to stay ... I hope you're lucky."

As Nightingale was ready to leave, suddenly a slight tingling could be felt in her lower legs. When he looked down, he could see that a nice blue and black striped snake had bitten him on his calf - this was the magic of the way of the snake, it was, he was silent and he could use all sorts of poisons.

The paralysis quickly spread throughout her body, so when Nightingale tried to open her mouth to say something, she fell into the darkness.