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When the lights in the backyard went out, Roland saw the witch on the report in the office.
She doesn't look big, at most sixteen or seventeen years old, with slender hands and feet, a thin body, and obvious signs of malnutrition. Although it has been washed and taken care of, the short light brown hair is still yellow like straw. And the most striking thing is the black cloth blindfold on her face, even if it has been replaced by a new one, it looks extremely abrupt compared to her young facial features.
"Your Majesty, she is Momo," Wendy said.
This sound seemed to wake her up, and the girl hurriedly knelt down, trying to lower her head as much as possible, "Worship, pay tribute to the country, His Majesty the King"
"Pull her up." Roland put down the blueprint in his hand and replied in a soft tone, "Don't be nervous, this is not a formal occasion, so there is no need to be so cautious. The reason I came to you is very simple, I want you to treat me Use your abilities."
Momo, who stood still again, suddenly showed a panicked look, "Your Majesty... this... I'm afraid... "
"I know that not everyone is satisfied with their own limits, and even takes anger at others after getting an unsatisfactory answer." Roland reassured, "and I just want to know a result, no matter what it is, it will be I won't blame you, I can guarantee that."
As a rule, this kind of thing should be put after Wendy's ability test, but the other party's ability is too special, so he can't hold back his curiosity. In fact, he has always had a guess about Zero's soul battlefield. , but it has never been confirmed.
And now, he finally waited for a chance to verify.
"Your Majesty..." Momo gritted his teeth, "could it be... Are you not afraid at all?"
Roland knew that if it was him in the past, he would never take the initiative to ask such questions. The so-called mediocrity is too much trouble. Knowing how long he can live will undoubtedly add trouble. But the longer he stayed on the throne, the more he felt his responsibility, and the mentality of the ordinary was obviously no longer suitable for the current situation. If the other party's description is correct, predicting the age itself is a kind of extremely precious information. It can be called "leaving the secret" in another world. It would be a pity to only regard it as a heavy burden.
But even if these thoughts were spoken, the other party couldn't understand them, so Roland just smiled, "Even if I'm scared, it won't exist anymore."
Momo clenched his fists and nodded after a while, "Since you asked for it... I'm sorry for being rude."
"Your Majesty," Wendy took a deep breath, "please allow me to retire first."
Roland stared at her for a moment, "...I thought you and Scroll were the people who wanted to know the most."
"I can't be as calm as you, but like the scroll said, no matter what the outcome is, we will support you to the end."
When the door closed, Roland turned his head, "How about you?"
Momo was stunned.
"Does that need to be said?" Then Nightingale appeared behind her, making the girl startled, "I want to know everything about you, whether it's good or bad."
They really are two people with very different personalities... Roland chuckled, "Let's start then."
Momo's surprised eyes looked back and forth before Yeying and him several times, and finally took off the blindfold as if he had made up his mind.
When she raised her head again, a red light appeared in her empty eye sockets.
The eyeballs that seem to be made of magic power are particularly strange when reflected on the deep scar. Roland can imagine what it will look like when it overlaps with the eyes. If it is in the future, this kind of peculiar pupil will definitely be sought after by a large number of people, but in this era, It is not uncommon to be regarded as the eye of the devil.
"How, did you see anything?"
Momo looked at Roland, then opened his eyes suddenly, the red light kept beating, as if being moved by the invisible wind. In less than a few seconds, the light went out quietly, she took two steps back, and slumped on the ground weakly.
Roland noticed that there were beads of sweat on the other side's face.
"What's the matter?" He stood up.
Nightingale jumped to Momo's side first, and reached out to support her, "This is... the aftermath of too much magic power consumption."
"Could it be that this ability can only see one person at a time?"
"No... I've never seen such a scene before," Momo gasped, "it's like there are many strings of numbers flashing, they keep appearing and disappearing, and the colors are completely different... Until the end, that set of numbers fixed."
"What is it?" Roland asked.
Momo swallowed and replied with difficulty, "Seventeen... red."
"How could it be!" Nightingale was greatly surprised.
Roland's heart skipped a beat. Sure enough, his guess was not wrong. The Soul Battlefield did allow the winner to gain everything, but only if the winner had magic power. Whether it is lifespan or ability, it must be realized through magic power. It gives extraordinary people a powerful physique, and also gives those large mixed-species evil beasts the power to support their own bodies. If there is no magic power, everything will be impossible.
But having said that, seventeen years was shorter than he thought. Although he knew that the fourth prince's physique was not very good, he didn't expect it to be so bad. Could it be that he spent too much time on the sensual horses in his early years, which hollowed out his body
"Or... I'll take a look." Mo Mo Qiang tried to stand up.
"No need, I'll be here today." Roland waved his hand. "Excessive consumption of magic power will make you fall into a faint. Besides, it's pointless to look at it without understanding the details of the ability."
"But Your Majesty"
"I said, I just want to know a result, you don't need to have any psychological burden." He stopped, "Go back and rest well, starting tomorrow, Wendy will take you to an ability test and learn how to control magic. , if you want to rewatch it, it won't be too late by then. Also, keep this matter a secret for me, okay?"
Momo looked at him for a moment in surprise, then nodded vigorously as if waking up from a dream.
After delivering the girl to Wendy, Nightingale returned to the office and walked to Roland who was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window step by step.
"Do you regret knowing?" He turned his head away.
"What are you kidding?" Nightingale said angrily, "I will never regret my decision. But you, what will you do in seventeen years?"
"It's better to know sooner than later, and whether this is the final result remains to be seen." Looking at the scattered lights outside the window, Roland found that his mood was calmer than expected, "Let's not talk about Taquila's soul container first. If you can retain consciousness, and when you study the magic power in the future, it may not be difficult to create a body again."
"The premise is that the "later" really exists. " Nightingale frowned.
"That's right, so the first thing to do is to win the battle of divine will within this period of time." Roland said word by word.
There are no flukes now.
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