Scroll stood at the door of the bedroom and hesitated for a moment before pushing the door open.
Wendy was sitting at the table holding the book with a sullen face, and she could guess without looking carefully that the book must be "The Theoretical Basis of Natural Science".
Shu Scroll couldn't help laughing softly. She seldom saw the other party show such an expression. Even in the critical moment when the mutual aid group was trapped in the desperate mountains and the supplies were in short supply, she still smiled and cheered for every sister. Never seemed to worry about those hardships.
Unexpectedly, a book made her into trouble.
"I can't understand it at all, right?" Scroll said, "It was the same when I first read it."
"I thought it was a nightingale," Wendy turned her head when she heard the voice, "... what about now?"
"It's still incomprehensible."
"Fortunately, you are the same as me." Wendy sighed, "Anna won't say anything, I didn't expect that even Soraya has realized new abilities, I think if I don't work hard, I will be surpassed by the younger generation. I really don't understand how His Highness knows so much knowledge and can describe the invisible world as it really is."
"In fact, he doesn't know much," Scroll shrugged. "I mean in some respects."
"for example?"
"Like the Nightingale thing." She pulled out the stool and sat beside Wendy, "Did you notice that her behavior is very different from before. When protecting His Royal Highness, she rarely hides her figure, and even if she goes out, she just wears a pocket. Hat, and... even listening to the lectures at night. You share a bedroom with her, so you should know better than me. Can you tell me what happened?"
"It's nothing," Wendy shook her head, "it's her own choice."
Scroll was a little surprised by her attitude, "Choice?"
"Well, just as you guessed," Wendy closed the book and said bluntly, "She fell in love with His Royal Highness Roland Wimbledon. Of course, this can be seen without guessing. The person who provides the witch's blessing will get it over time. The witch is in love, and such rumors are not uncommon during the journey of the Mutual Aid Society."
"That's a story made up by someone else, and most sisters didn't get good results."
"His Royal Highness Roland is different from them."
Scroll was stunned. She didn't expect Wendy, who had the same opinion as her not long ago, to say, "You know, witches can't have children, princes can't..."
"The prince will marry a witch," Wendy said, spreading her hands, "and he told you that."
How did she know... Could it be that Nightingale was there at the time? Scroll suddenly understood something, "You're blaming me for hiding it from you? No, Wendy, I just don't want to let this matter leak out and have a bad impact on His Royal Highness's path to the throne."
"..." Wendy said after being silent for a while, "I know, I'm not blaming you, because I said the same to Nightingale. Before I knew about this, I thought the sisters would have no results. But since the prince doesn't mind, should we force them to change their minds? I prefer to see Nightingale the way she is now, rather than the way Nightingale looked when she suppressed her feelings and was depressed. No matter what the final result is, at least she follows her. your own inner thoughts.”
That's right, Scroll thought. Although she agrees with the practice of not spreading the news, she is unwilling to stop the sisters' feelings, and does not want to make choices on their behalf Courage to cheer up.
"However, does Your Highness know about this?" Shu Scroll suddenly thought of a serious question, "What if his will is based on not understanding that witches can't have children?"
"Um..." Wendy also said in a low voice, "How about you go ask?"
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Outside the western city walls.
The sun in the approaching summer shone brightly on the grassland, and in the distance, flocks of cattle and sheep could be seen leisurely eating the grass. It was hard to imagine that three months ago, this place was still covered with ice and snow, except for the terrifying and ferocious evil beasts. There is nothing outside.
Shooting training has lasted for most of the afternoon, and Nightingale mastered shooting skills much faster than Roland expected. Probably everyone has different talents, he thought, and some people are born suitable for fighting. Now her reloading, aiming, and shooting postures don't look like a novice at all.
"If she was born into a knight's family, she would definitely become the top star knight in Greycastle," Carter couldn't help but praise, "just like me."
"Fortunately not, I don't want her arms to become as thick as yours." Roland glanced at him, "How does it feel to be at a draw with the extraordinary witch?"
"The moment I was hit, I even thought I was fighting a battering ram, and my whole chest was like smashed," Carter said honestly. "Seriously, it sucks."
"There probably won't be a next time," he laughed.
After another round of standing shooting was completed, the prince applauded Nightingale, "So far, it's been very good. Next, let's do a simulation training."
Nightingale inserted the pistol into her belt and walked over to the prince. In the bright sun, the sweat on the tip of her nose shone a little.
"Have you seen those targets?" Roland pointed to the five half-length targets not far away, "They are all hung with the Stone of God's Retaliation, and you should be able to see clearly in the fog. What to do next , is to combine your abilities and spear skills to knock down these enemies in the shortest exposure time."
Since objects and space are changing at any time in a foggy state, it is difficult to ensure that the bullet is flying towards the target. I tried to shoot directly in the fog before, but after nine out of ten bullets rushed out of the fog, they changed their trajectory, and one shot almost hit Roland who was standing behind her.
Therefore, when shooting, Nightingale must escape the fog, and the shorter the exposure time, the harder it is for her to be counterattacked by the enemy.
"Understood," she smiled slightly, raised her cloak with one hand, and disappeared in front of the two of them out of thin air.
When the first shot sounded, Roland only saw a white figure emerge quietly, and the target shattered as flames and gas erupted. Before the flying sawdust had completely landed, she had reached the back of the second target and pulled the trigger within three or four meters.
Then there are the third and fourth pieces... Every time she shoots, she has not even completely escaped the fog. Except for the silver pistol and the flash of fire, Roland can't see more details, and it is even difficult to capture her with his eyes. The location of the nightingale leaping in the fog is like a teleportation. This kind of scene can only be seen in movies in the past. Turning his eyes, the five targets were all smashed. He blinked, and Nightingale returned to him.
"How?" she asked with a smile.
"Uh..." Roland glanced at Carter, who was stunned, and asked, "What do you think?"
"I'm afraid no one will be able to catch Miss Nightingale," the chief knight took a deep breath. "Not even Ashes wearing the God's Stone of Retaliation."
"So, am I graduating?" She wiped the sweat from her nose and wiped it on Roland.
"certainly."(.)