Nightingale was lying on the window, looking at the city under the night through the glass.
The dim shadows continued in the night, outlining the outline of the city walls of the royal capital. Against the background of the lights, the three walls showed subtle differences. The nearest palace wall was light gray, and the turpentine torches hanging on the wall illuminated the surroundings. Bright, at first glance, looks like a belt of gems that overlap light and dark.
Farther away is the inner city wall, gray and black, like a long snake entwining the city. Even after the capital changed hands, the inner city still shines brightly. This was the first time Nightingale had seen a place more lively than Border Town. This fierce and short war had little effect on the lower class nobles and wealthy merchants, and the night was still the best time for them to indulge in pleasure.
And then outwards, the earth suddenly darkened, as if all the light was blocked by the long snake, the most magnificent bluestone city wall was completely submerged into the darkness, and only the little sparks on the top of the city could be faintly seen. The outer city, like most towns she had seen, fell silent as night fell. Compared with the large dark area, the lights in the inner city seem to be weak, but this does not affect the people singing and dancing... For some reason, Nightingale suddenly remembered the humans who were forced to the corner of the continent. The vast Dawning Realm has been swallowed up by the darkness step by step, and devils and evil beasts are lurking in it, but most people are unaware of this and continue to indulge in the few remaining rays of light.
"Huh, I'm exhausted," Wendy's voice interrupted her thoughts, and the red-haired witch rubbed her shoulders and walked to her side, lying on the windowsill with her.
"Are they asleep?"
"Yeah, it's been so long, and now I'm finally tired," Wendy yawned, "I really don't know where they got the energy, they've been flying around the hydrogen balloon all day, but they're still clamoring to listen. story."
"You should thank Your Majesty," Nightingale couldn't help laughing. "If they hadn't given three sets of exercises last time, I'm afraid they would have gone out on an adventure tonight instead of listening to stories." In the gap to the bedroom, Maisie could be seen lying on Lightning's body, her white hair almost covering the little girl's body. "The two of them really get along."
Since the rooms in the palace were more spacious and were arranged in a living room with two bedrooms, the witches who followed Roland on the expedition all allocated rooms according to the method of four people sharing. I have to say that this is the most splendid place in the entire Graycastle. Even the guest rooms, carpets and quilts are all made of high-quality fabrics. Some nightingales can still be called by name, such as velvet and silk, while some she Can't even tell the material apart.
"Indeed," Wendy also showed a soft smile, "I once heard Mrs. Tilly say that Maisie used to turn into a pigeon and squat on the beam to fall asleep. The slightest noise would wake her up, and Maintaining the transformed form is also to be able to escape danger at any time. Now, she can finally sleep peacefully like an ordinary girl." She paused here, and her voice was a little emotional, "We have the right bargaining chip."
Nightingale didn't answer... and didn't need to. Any witch who survived the Mutual Help Society would feel the same way about it. At the time of life and death, the lord of the border town lent a helping hand to them, and promised to bring them a brand new world. But now, the sisters not only saw the light of day, but even found that the new world is almost within reach. When the holy mountain that has been pursued for a hundred years is about to become a reality, this gratitude and recognition is far from being described in a few words.
The two were silent for a long time, until the midnight clock rang in the distance, and Wendy asked again, "Do you... want to go back and have a look?"
"Where are you going?" Nightingale didn't come back to her senses for a while.
"Silver Light City, your home." She pointed to the guide, "It's only half a day's journey from here, if you ask Maisie to take you there, it won't take half an hour. You... have a younger brother there, right? ."
Nightingale didn't expect the other party to bring this up. After hesitating for a while, she shook her head and said, "Now is the time to rectify the order of the city. Potential enemies are everywhere. I can't leave Your Majesty even one step. There are many opportunities to visit Yinguang City, so there is no need to rush."
"I thought you would stress that you and the Glenn family have long since separated, just like in the past," Wendy seemed relieved to hear this answer, "You seem to... no longer hate your brother?"
"If it hadn't been for his betrayal, I wouldn't have met you, let alone your Majesty Roland." Nightingale smiled, "Isn't this what you often tell me, getting rid of the nightmares of the past doesn't mean breaking up with the past. , I now understand the second half of the sentence, as long as I work hard to live a more fulfilling life than before."
"Well... it's a good proverb when put together," Wendy raised her brows, "I don't see that your literary attainments are quite high."
"So I won't sneak, you can go to sleep at ease," Nightingale took her hand, "it's getting late."
"Well," the two climbed onto the big bed, Wendy summoned a breeze and blew out the candle, "Good night."
"Good night."
When Nightingale confirmed that she had fallen asleep, she gently got up from the bed, escaped into the mist, and walked towards His Majesty Roland's room.
Next is her time.
Darkness was on her side.
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The next day, Roland received good news and bad news from Iron Axe. The good news was that after a night of torture, High Priest Feili finally secretly replaced Hermes as the king and poured out his plan to issue a decree for the king.
The bad news is that the church has been planning to instigate this conflict for a long time, in order to weaken the war potential of Greycastle so that they can quickly conquer the kingdom. In fact, their goals have also achieved a lot, such as the two southeastern borders of the kingdom... If it wasn't for him who happened to be the fourth prince, this plan would probably bring Graycastle down.
"You've heard it all," he instructed Thassa next to him, "to spread this news out, especially the true purpose of the church and the fact that Tifeko colluded with it, the more detailed the better. I want the whole city to get out. people know what they've done."
"Yes."
Then Roland looked at Iron Axe, "Another paddle steamer was dispatched to bring Barov and Kemo Stryre to the capital."
The latter showed a rare look of embarrassment, "Master Chief is fine, but Chief Alchemist... Is he really willing to leave the laboratory and spend his precious time on the road?"
"I will write a letter to Kaimo," Roland pouted, not returning riches and honors to his hometown, like walking in brocade clothes at night. In layman's terms, when the skills are completed, no one will mind showing them off. He and the Wangdu Alchemy Association itself have always been competitors to each other. As the so-called peers are enemies, now they have the opportunity to come and slap their face. If they don't believe him, they won't come.
And this is also a good opportunity for him to capture all the alchemists in the capital and bring them all under his command. (., Your support is my biggest motivation.) 17-01-02 11:06:49