The Release That Witch
Chapters 96's

The leaves saw that there were busy people everywhere; he never thought that he would return to the city in the secular world.

After crossing the border of Border Town, dust-covered one-story brick buildings appeared one after another in front of him. Although it had only been half a year since he had escaped to the Unpassable Mountains, he still felt like he had just stepped into another world.

The Moon Demon had just ended, so after going through the winter the townspeople were lacking food and clothing, and their body complexion must have been very bad, after the winter, at least this was what Leaves remembered when he crossed the Silver slum. The city and its journey to the West - everywhere where people died of cold or starvation. And if they were still alive, they were still walking as if they were already corpses. With blank stares and slow and unstable movements.

But here, most people he saw were full of vitality, some even dried fish at the entrance of their houses; some climbed on top of their roofs to fix the broken tiles; and some even dried up; another young man carried a hoe and a hammer. They talked and smiled at each other while walking to the north of the city. To prevent others from trying to talk to him, Leaves lowered his hat, as far as possible.

The castle stood in a very conspicuous area, it was placed in the southwest corner on top of the hillside. There were no plants around, so if he wanted to sneak into the castle it was quite difficult. Hiding himself on the tree trunk was fine, but letting him stand up and walk was too excessive.

For a witch, she was really not good at hiding her body. So after carefully considering his options, Leaves thought that rather than hiding himself, he wanted to walk openly into the castle.

If Nightingale did not lie to him, even if she entered through the main entrance she would not face any problems.

And if Nightingale tricked him, deceiving the Witch Cooperation Association, he was also confident enough that he could escape from the two guards at the entrance.

Of course, there was also the worst-case scenario, that Nightingale had betrayed everyone and there was no witch working for the prince. If that was the case he would most likely die. As a top-class mage, very few people could escape if Nightingale wanted to kill them, she might be even stronger than Cara. If they fought each other, it was uncertain who would win.

Leaves had already prepared himself for the worst case. If he cannot return, Scroll will take over as Mentor and lead his last sister into their future - no matter where their goals are, no matter where they end up, no matter where they end up, no one knows the answer.

He slowly walked up the hill, approaching the castle gate. And was immediately noticed by the guards, who placed their hands on the hilt of their swords, and someone loudly snapped: "This is the Prince's Palace, this is not the place for you, you should return immediately!" He paused, then added, "If there's something important you have to report, go straight to the left and follow the road until you reach City Hall, there's someone who will accept you.”

The leaf took a deep breath, then she took off her hood. Not surprisingly, he saw shocked expressions on their faces. When he saw that the other party had recovered their feelings, he bluntly said: "I'm a witch.”

By the time he said that sentence, he had almost expected the other party to draw their swords. However the two guards were just staring at each other, no ordinary man could hide their disgust upon hearing she was a witch, but their faces only showed curiosity. One of them even asked with interest, "You're a witch? What abilities do you have?"

Listen to their responses. The heart of the leaf started beating faster, he could barely contain his excitement from breaking. While trying to keep her voice calm she said: "I want to see Nightingale, Anna or Nana will also be fine.

In Nightingale's story, witches often visited the castle. Princes do not restrict their freedom, only act as their guardians, even letting them come and go as they please ... But if Nightingale's story wasn't true, the guards would have never heard of their names.

A guard turned to his partner, the person who had previously spoken out in a loud voice, patted his shoulder and said. "You'll keep him here, and I'll tell His Majesty."

The leaves watching him walk through the gate, immediately disappearing towards the garden.

While waiting for what would happen now, he thought of the possibility. In the end, would Nightingale welcome her like a sister, or would the guards currently surround her, or would she be attacked by a sword from the shadows?

She finds herself in a strange contradiction, obviously, she wants to believe in Nightingale, but the closer she gets to her answer, the more afraid she becomes of being disappointed. Could Nightingale be a secret agent? Anna and Nana's names weren't made by her, were they? or the…

For him, time had never passed slower than this moment! Every heartbeat felt like a hundred years to him, for him it was a very long time he had to wait until his destiny was decided.

A familiar figure emerged from the gate, soared and reached the side of Leaf almost simultaneously with her voice. The next moment he was already wrapped in a warm embrace.

"Go, welcome back!"

*

"It's my spare uniform, for now you can wear it," said Nightingale who was rummaging through the closet. "This is his jacket, his shoes .. well, here is also a nightgown and a bath towel."

"Why are you in a hurry," Wendy shook her head with a smile on her face. "You just have to wait until His Majesty is awake, then he'll get everything."

Seeing how busy Nightingale was helping him, Leaves' eyes grew warm. He took a deep breath, trying to hold back his tears.

From the very beginning Nightingale had never lied to them, there was indeed a prince who treated witches well.

"Would you take a shower?" nightingale asked and placed the towel and bathrobe right beside her. "At the time Your Majesty is taking a nap, when he finally wakes up he will gladly accept you. Right, can you find the Sacred Mountain? How are you and your other sisters?

When this sentence was spoken, Leaf's line of sight suddenly became blurred, unable to hold it any longer, she hugged Nightingale, releasing the pain that had been long held in her heart.

After crying for a long time, Nightingale's chest had already become wet from tears, but at least Leaves was finally able to calm down.

Then he started telling them what happened after their last meeting, telling them about all the suffering they had to endure. When it came to the point where her sister was buried in the wild, she sensed how Nightingale took her hand and squeezed it.

When Leaves' story ended, Wendy's view became very heavy, "I never expected Cara would bring the Witch Cooperation Association to an end ... Of the forty-two sisters only seven were ... It was also mine.the inescapable responsibility if I did not stand firm on Nightingale's side ... "

"It's not your fault" said the sad Bulbul Bird. "No one can predict the future; now the most important part is deciding what to do next." He looked at Leaves, "You said there were six other sisters who survived, where are they now?"

"They were at the entrance to the canyon waiting for a message from me. We had previously made a promise, if I can't return, Scroll will take them away from here, maybe to the southernmost, maybe even across the sea ... "

"Then we should go to the canyon and catch them," Nightingale said excitedly. "I'll go now. Wendy's gonna stay here and take care of you."

"Wait a minute, what would you do if they didn't believe you? Leaves should go with you, just call Lightning to follow him. Right now he had to train for his flight towards Longsong Fortress. Bring some horses with you, like this, our sisters can take the last part of their path. " Wendy carefully urged.

"But Your Majesty .. Isn't he still sleeping?" Leaf became stunned, "Don't you need to get her approval first?

"Rest assured," Nightingale said reassuringly, "If Your Majesty finds out about this, I'm afraid she'll go crazy from waiting.”