Roland's eyes widened, "Use the dead one"
"No," the other party interrupted, "like the blood of the devil, it must be fresh."
He heard the Nightingale behind him take a deep breath.
"This is the top secret of the quest. Not long after the experiment started, I left the Holy City Stone Tower. The only thing I know is that they used the blood of the old and debilitated witch, mixed with the stone of punishment, and injected it into the body of the mortal, so that the The bodies of mortals have changed." Agatha's voice was a little heavy, "Judging from the notebook you found, this research should be a success."
"How much blood do you want...?"
"More than half," the witch's answer made Roland's heart sink, "and the blood must come from the same person, otherwise the magic power it contains will conflict with each other, which will greatly reduce the effectiveness." She paused, "You guessed it right, every time you go In an experiment, a witch will die, and it is difficult for mortals to survive the erosion of magical blood after the strength is weakened. At the beginning, no one could survive, and many members raised objections to this, thinking that mortals do not at all. Possibility to gain magic power. If it wasn't for the insistence of Chief Akalis, this plan might not have been carried out to the end."
"But now the church has a large number of God's Punishment Army... According to Tilly's information, the number of God's Punishment Warriors may be around 500 to 1,000." Roland frowned.
"Assuming that the success on the note means increasing the conversion rate to 100%, it also means that at least half of the witches died, and I don't think that group of people should be able to gather such a large number of elderly witches."
So the church arrests and raises witches in order to drain their blood and use them to create powerful supernatural warriors? Roland felt the hand on his shoulder involuntarily clenched. Damn it, hundreds of witches with all kinds of strange powers died in the holy city of Hermes, and they had to carry them on their backs. The name of the fallen, the ignorant organization that the world spurned must be destroyed, even if their original intention was to fight the devil.
"Don't worry, I will stop them," Roland said word by word.
After Agatha left, Nightingale broke out of the fog and appeared in front of him, gritted her teeth, "I didn't expect the God's Punishment Army to come like this! If the church is really transformed from the Federation, then their chief must be a lunatic!"
"Indeed," he sighed, "In this way, it makes sense for the church to adopt female orphans and abandoned babies in various places. They are just collecting materials for the army. Perhaps it is also a plan to slander witches as the devil's minions. Part of it is to justify the disposal of witches."
"..." Nightingale didn't answer, but her face was full of anger.
Roland grabbed her hand a little worriedly, "You're not going to..."
"Going to trouble the church alone?" She shook her head. "I wouldn't be that stupid. If they could be overthrown by a witch, someone would have done it long ago."
The prince breathed a sigh of relief, "The ultimate purpose of the church's creation of the God's Punishment Army is to strengthen its own strength, so if there are witches with extraordinary abilities, they will definitely not spend it on blood supply... In the face of these witches who are loyal to the church, even if Even escaping into the fog does not guarantee safety. When the war with the church begins, it is safe to follow the firepower of the First Army to advance step by step. No matter what the enemy is, there is no difference in the face of bullets." He paused, "I said However, in the future new world, witches will live a normal life without barriers just like ordinary people."
"Well," Nightingale replied in a low voice, and put her forehead on Roland's head, "I believe you can do it all."
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After Wendy returned the blank paper to the Witch's House, she returned to the Lord's Castle contentedly.
Recently, she feels that her life has been very fulfilling. Although her previous life was quite comfortable, she always felt that something was missing. Now she has a very well-behaved little girl who is full of admiration for herself. There is nothing more than this. It's something that makes people feel happy.
Now that winter has arrived, as the most likely time of the year for witches to awaken, there may be more newcomers to join the big family of the Witch Union in the next few months, and more and more children will need her care. Just thinking about it makes me look forward to it.
Wendy softly hummed the tune she heard from His Royal Highness, and pushed open the bedroom door, the scene in front of her made her stunned for a moment.
God, what did you see? Nightingale actually sat in front of the desk, flipping through the book "The Theoretical Fundamentals of Natural Science"!
Did she quarrel with His Royal Highness Roland
"Cough," Wendy coughed twice, "I'm back."
The other party nodded and did not answer. From the side, her expression looked very low, as if she had written discomfort on her face.
It seems so.
Wendy stepped forward, patted her on the shoulder, and comforted her softly, "That's how feelings are, sometimes there will always be disputes. In fact, it's nothing in retrospect, just get some sleep."
"What are you talking about?" Nightingale frowned.
"You and His Highness... The quarrel is only temporary, you don't have to take it to heart."
"Why should I quarrel with him?" she asked while holding her forehead.
"Uh... No?" Wendy was startled, "Then why did you suddenly think of studying?"
Nightingale let out a sigh of relief and repeated the test of the God's Punishment Army revealed by Agatha, "I just feel that I need to become stronger so that I can do more in the battle to overthrow the church in the future."
"So that's what happened." Wendy nodded solemnly after hearing this, "I didn't expect that the purpose of building the monastery was for the blood of witches... If Ashes hadn't suddenly awakened as a superhuman and attracted all the guards' eyes. , I am afraid I have become one of the corpses."
Nightingale was right, perhaps the environment of the castle was too comfortable, and she completely relaxed. She suddenly realized that the enemy was still in front of her. Whether it was the church or the devil, the threat had not been completely eliminated, but she had not made progress for a long time. Although the magic power is slowly growing, the fighting skills and wind-generating ability are not much different from the mutual aid society period, and evolution is impossible to talk about.
Compared to those sisters who study hard, such as Mystery Moon, Hummingbird and Echo, I seem to be too lazy. Even though they were older seniors, the Divine Intent Sigil could not even light up the two magic stones, so I'm afraid I wouldn't be qualified to stand in front of them as seniors.
"You're right, I have to work hard too." Wendy took a deep breath. She decided that from today, like other witches, she would spend an hour every night learning the knowledge of His Highness before going to bed.
After a quick shower in the bathroom, when she returned to the room, she found that Nightingale had already fallen asleep on the desk.
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