A group of people stared at her with big eyes and small eyes. After a while, the prince cleared his throat and said, "Aren't those red mists extremely corrosive and impossible to approach at all?"
"It is only effective for witches. According to the research results of the Quest, ordinary people, animals and plants can survive under the red fog, and the flame can accelerate its dissipation." Agatha said bluntly, "You are not saying that mortals can defeat Demons? Then prove it to me! The two-winged terrifying beasts can be handed over to the flying witch to be distracted," she pointed to Tilly. As you said, you can easily swallow this stronghold, right?"
Roland smiled and shook his head, "I didn't tell you before that this investigation was done using hot air balloons, not the flying witches you think can only carry a dozen people at a time, so I'm afraid there is no way to transport ordinary soldiers. In the past. And..." He paused, "the plan you arranged is not sound, no one knows how many devils are lurking in the ground, close combat is likely to suffer casualties, and seducing terrorist beasts is also a dangerous job, I can't Let them go on an adventure."
How could there be a complete plan to fight the devil, Agatha thought angrily, every time the Holy Protection Army took the initiative to attack, everyone fought the devil with the determination to die. He really is lying to himself! In order to achieve a goal, it is normal to pay casualties. Only people who have never experienced a brutal war would care so much about the life and death of the troops.
Although disappointed in her heart, she still restrained her emotions and did not express her doubts. After watching the so-called new weapons in the afternoon, everything will be finalized.
It's just that Agatha doesn't have much hope at this time.
A prince on paper, a group of auxiliary witches, and weak and powerless mortals, no matter how powerful the weapon is, how powerful can it be
Perhaps the moment the federation disintegrated and dissipated, it was already doomed to the demise of mankind.
"You mentioned the Battle of Divine Will many times in your words, why do you call it that? Isn't this a war against demon invaders?" Roland changed a piece of paper and asked with a quill.
"That's what everyone calls it, and the reason for the war is not recorded in the history books." Agatha replied with a bit of frustration, "It's not wrong to say that it was a war against the invaders, the devil did come through the stone gate. to Dawn"
"What Shimen?" Shu Scroll couldn't help interrupting.
"The gates of hell rising from the ground," she sighed, "whenever the bloody red moon comes, the gates of hell will open and devour the world we live in. This is the saying in the history books. Anyway, these damn stone gates. It opens every few hundred years, and it was through them that the first demons came to the Dawn Realm, trying to drive us out."
"The periodicity of enemy attacks is also related to this?"
"They need the red mist to survive. If they leave the range of the red mist, they have to carry storage containers, leather bags, iron boxes, or jars made of evil beast carapaces. This is also our chance to usher in the second and third divine will. The reason for the war. When the stone gate appeared, the devil could build an obelisk that could produce red mist on its own. This black stone tower is almost higher than a mountain peak, and the spread is very wide. Almost one can cover the entire fertile plain." She He said slowly, "If the next War of Divine Will breaks out, then the devil must have built an obelisk in the center of the fertile plain, and after turning the plain into their homeland, they will rely on the camp on the edge of the red mist to attack you. This time, humanity has nowhere to go."
"If that day comes, everyone can go to the fjord to avoid it," Tilly shrugged.
"Are you talking about the islands in the whirlpool sea? How many people can be supported by the small land, but I'm just waiting for the end in despair."
"Okay, everyone is optimistic, at least we have a general understanding of the devil now," the prince spread his hands and said, "When the third battle of divine will begins, we are not unprepared. Let's be here first today, I'll talk about other things after lunch."
…
After Agatha had a hearty lunch, she followed Wendy back to her room.
Life in the Wilderness was more than she expected... Luxurious, the variety and taste of the dishes were far better than any feast she could remember. Probably she was born during the war years, when the food was always in her own stone tower or in the Union fortress. Mainly with bread, jerky and vegetable soup. But here, salt, butter, honey, and some unnamed spices, she couldn't help but scavenge the whole plate of grilled mushrooms and two pepper steaks, despite the image.
But the more so, the more angry she felt. She hated herself for not being able to resist the temptation of delicious food and humiliating the holy city of Taquila, and she felt that at such a critical juncture, the prince still had time to enjoy delicious food, but he didn’t know that mankind was about to perish. , is simply short-sighted!
"I'm already familiar with the road in the castle," she said in a stern tone when she thought of this, "don't bother you to bring me back next time."
"It's not a hassle, I'm very happy to do this..." Wendy smiled, "and you can chat with me if you want to say anything. Keeping it in your heart will only make your mood even lower."
"Didn't he say he wanted to take me to the new weapon test in the afternoon? Why did he leave the living room alone after dinner?"
"Do you mean His Royal Highness Roland? Well... I think His Highness is going to take a nap for a while," Wendy covered her mouth and said, "This is his habit. Usually, he sleeps for an hour at noon. His Highness often said that the body is for work. Capital, without adequate rest, is unable to do the work of the lord."
Nap, what kind of habit is this! Is one night not enough for him to sleep? Agatha thought angrily, this is clearly an excuse made by lazy people for themselves, and you still look like you believe it is true!
"Normal witches or high-level awakened... Why do you trust him so much?" She took a deep breath, "Just because he gave you a place to live? You really believe that he can defeat the devil... No, even defeating the church that oppresses you?"
"I don't know what other sisters think," Wendy said softly, "but I believe it. Because His Royal Highness can make things that others can't imagine or can't imagine into reality, to me, it's a a miracle."
"Miracle?"
"When witches were hunted and hunted, he saved the Society; when everyone saw us as demons, he created a territory where witches and mortals could coexist. In just one year, His Highness was composed of commoners. His army blocked the invasion of the evil beasts and defeated the Duke of Rhine, whose territory was several times larger than his; even the maddened army of the Kingdom of Greycastle would not be able to step into the west."
"But these are just battles between mortals, completely different from the God's Punishment Army and the devil," Agatha shook her head.
"Of course it's more than that," Wendy went on, "he taught the four sisters his knowledge and ideas to evolve the abilities of the four sisters. He not only built machines of infinite power, but also made knights, even ordinary people, to overcome the extraordinary. The witch's weapon... These are the miracles I can see, not from the epics spread in the tavern, nor from the legends in the books, they all happen to me."
"He will one day become the king of Greycastle and lead us to defeat any enemy," her eyes were smiling, but her voice was full of confidence, "I believe so.".
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