After the witch finished speaking, she left the hall and didn't even give them a chance to explain.
Roland turned his head slightly, "What's going on, can you tell anything?"
"Both sides are telling the truth." Nightingale replied in a low voice.
It turned out to be so, he thought for a moment, and quickly guessed the general truth of the matter. The truth does not mean the truth, but the "truth" that I believe to be true. It seems that the problem lies in the book that records the family history.
"Since you made a special trip from Changsong Fortress, don't rush back. You can stay at Fei Lin's house for a few days, and you can also visit the scenery of the town by the way." Roland looked at the bewildered Sir, "I will tell you She asks the situation clearly, and maybe she can let you two talk again at that time."
"Yes... Is that so?" Sir was stunned, then lowered his head and said, "Then there is His Royal Highness."
"By the way, where are the magic stones and ancient books you brought?"
"It's all in the cabin, there are about ten boxes."
"Very good, let's transport it all to the castle," Roland nodded. "Seeing that she can still survive more than 400 years ago, I think her mood will ease."
…
After dinner, the prince called Agatha to the office.
"Perhaps you should listen to Sir Sylt," he repeated his story, "whatever your butler did, but at least he came with the idea of returning things to their owners. Looking for you, maybe I want to make up for the responsibility owed by my ancestors."
"He just deceived his descendants, these people don't owe me anything," Agatha pouted, "and now the witch family is meaningless, they are also one of the nobles in the West? I accepted them, but instead It will make it inconvenient for you to do the next thing. You want to take all the jurisdiction of the entire Western Territory into your own hands, right?"
Roland was slightly startled. He didn't expect the other party to think of this, and then shook his head with a smile, "Okay, you're right. But you don't seem to... don't blame them?"
"There's no need for me to accumulate my anger at a mortal four hundred years ago on his descendants, who don't even know about it."
As expected of an enlightened person in the Witch Kingdom, Roland sighed in his heart, whether it is his attitude towards mortals or the degree to which he accepts new things, he has a positive attitude. In my opinion, this is undoubtedly an excellent mentality, but for Taquila, who has been over 400 years old, I am afraid it is a strange performance, and it is no wonder that in the quest meeting, she will be excluded by other witches.
"In that case, I will explain it to them," he laughed. "Next, I wonder if you are interested in taking stock of your inheritance?"
Agatha rolled her eyes and said in a sullen voice, "It's not mine, it's the legacy of the Quest Club."
…
All the boxes were moved to the basement of the castle. In addition to Agatha, Roland also called Tilly, Sylvie, and Anna.
Under Sylvie's scrutiny, the boxes were opened one by one. Among the fifteen wooden boxes, ten boxes contained magic stones. Roland took out a palm-sized spar and said with a smacking tongue, "You said that they were all transformed from the Stone of God's Punishment. Such a large piece of God stone is probably worth two or three hundred golden dragons."
"Two or three hundred golden dragons?" Agatha said disdainfully, "Magic stones can only be made by Chaos Beasts, and each piece is a priceless treasure."
"What magic stones are these?" Tilly asked, "They don't look like they are convenient to carry around."
"Glowing stone," she held down the stone in the prince's hand and injected magic power, and a pale yellow light suddenly flowed out, quickly exceeding the brightness of the torch, and she didn't let go until the light was dazzling. "More than half of them are luminous stones. Except from Chaos Beasts, the rest are the spoils we captured when we attacked the devil camp."
"How are the magic stones polished into different sizes?" Anna asked curiously, "Since they were originally God's Punishment Stones, it meant that they couldn't be cut with power, but the whole God Stone was so hard that it didn't look like a knife. It can be done with an axe."
"A whole piece of divine stone?" Agatha was stunned, "You mean divine stone vein?"
"It's at the bottom of the mine in Border Town," Roland repeated what was on the treasure map. "Its surface is so hard that even a musket can only leave a shallow mark on it."
"I see," she couldn't help laughing. "You guys found my experimental tower with this blueprint. That's right, it is indeed used by the Quest Club to mark the ore veins of the gods, and select them for the next holy city construction. address."
"Holy City?" The four of them said in unison in surprise.
"Otherwise, why do you think there are more than 100 cities on the fertile plain, but only three holy cities." She raised her lips, "The so-called holy cities are all cities built on the ore vein of the God's Stone of Retribution. Except for the convenience of exploring magic power In addition to the relationship with the magic stone, it is also to prevent the battle between witches from causing large-scale damage, which requires a large amount of God's Stone of Retaliation."
"So you originally planned to build a new holy city on Beipo Mountain?" Roland asked in surprise.
"If the Battle of Divine Will hadn't been defeated so quickly," Agatha sighed, "Besides, the same is true of the wild mountain at the break of the desperate mountains. Now you call it the Hermes Plateau, which is the church. The seat of the Holy City."
"And they also continued the name of the Holy City," Tilly frowned. "In this way, it is more likely that those people are the heirs of the Federation."
Fortunately, they didn't build the holy city of the church in the west, and Roland sighed quietly.
"In short, the divine stone itself is almost indestructible. To divide and utilize it, a special solvent must be used," Agatha continued, "The blood of witches with magical power... or the blood of devils."
"Blood... blood?" Sylvie couldn't help widening her eyes.
"That's right, depending on the quality of the divine stone, there is more or less blood needed," she said, spreading her hands. "In the holy city, adult witches are obliged to offer their own blood. Since blood loses its magic power soon after it leaves the body, so Every two or three years, witches with suitable conditions will go to the mine area to donate blood under the assignment of the Federation, and of course all the demons caught are used for this.”
"Have you ever had such an experience?" Anna asked.
"Of course," Agatha nodded, "even the three seats in the Federation are no exception."
"What about the evil beasts?" Sylvie said, "Some hybrids seem to contain magical powers."
"Indeed, but they have very little magic power and can only be used to deal with broken god stones, which are useless to the original ore veins." Agatha replied, "After the god stones are divided, the strength will drop sharply as the volume decreases. The range of influence will also be greatly reduced. For example, the God's Stone of Retribution, which is convenient to carry around, can be easily broken with a hammer.".
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