At night, Wendy called all the witches into her bedroom.
The originally spacious room was suddenly full of people.
This kind of situation seems familiar, just a year ago, she also gathered her sisters here, frankly told them the situation in the town, and relieved their anxiety.
At that time, there were only seven sisters who escaped from the wilderness. They were lost and full of confusion and fear about the road ahead. Many of them even came to this border town with the idea of "enough is enough, no matter what kind of fate we face next". Survival is difficult for them, not to mention the church that hangs over the witch's head like a shadow.
Now, everyone's expression is completely different from a year ago.
Not just to survive, but to live freely has gradually become the consensus of the sisters.
There is no oppression and hostility from others.
No need to worry about food and safety.
It has become a "holy mountain" for witches.
As long as they can help His Majesty Roland defeat the Church, all nightmares will dissipate, and the witches will usher in true liberation.
When everyone turned their attention to Wendy, she said, "The church is coming."
There was not much information about the intelligence in the meeting during the day. She quickly finished the contents of the secret letter, and there was a brief silence in the bedroom.
"Your Majesty... will you win?" After a while, Mystery Moon muttered in a low voice, "I can stay by the factory all day to generate electricity for him..."
"Come on, then he has to send someone specially to take care of you," Lily curled her lips in disdain, "don't bother him at this time."
"No way!"
The witches let out a chuckle, and with the person who spoke first, there were naturally more voices behind.
"I will also redouble my efforts to produce baijiu," Evelyn said, clenching her fists.
"But you don't need so many bars to fight the church?"
"Eh... is that so?"
"I don't think Your Majesty will lose. Even the extraordinary witch Ashes was hit hard by Carter?" Hummingbird said bluntly, "The God's Punishment Army is not as powerful as Ashes."
"Really? Even the invincible Ashes lost?" You Yu, who has always rarely spoken, showed surprise.
"It's not a loss, Carter was knocked out, Ashes was powerless, I think it was a draw."
"As far as I know, this is an unfair test," Agatha retorted, "The superhuman will only be stronger when he uses an equivalent weapon."
"But there is only one superhuman on Sleeping Island, but there are thousands of soldiers with guns."
"Wait, you're arguing in the wrong direction," Shu Scroll shook his head helplessly, "What we're talking about now is the Church and His Majesty Roland."
Wendy breathed a sigh of relief. Although everyone was worried, no one was afraid to fight the church. This was absolutely unimaginable a year ago. After all, the power of the enemy was as unshakable as a mountain, and anyone who dared to fight against it was unimaginable. None of the witches survived, and the Mutual Aid will hide in the east. Only by going to the inaccessible Desperate Mountains can they escape their pursuit.
Of course, this change of mentality has a lot to do with the fact that His Majesty has never failed in foreign wars.
"Anyway, this war is about the future of the Witch League," she took a deep breath. "If Your Majesty completely defeats the Church, have you ever thought about what will happen?"
Everyone closed their mouths immediately, but there was an indescribable light in their eyes.
"The entire kingdom...even the entire continent can allow witches to live in peace, and in His Majesty Roland's territory, we can create a new world with ordinary people and enjoy the same honor and status - this is what he often talks about I just didn't expect it to come so quickly."
Wendy paused, "But according to His Majesty's past habits, everyone doesn't have to work too hard, just work as usual. As long as we have this confidence, we will not fail."
She doesn't know too much advanced things, and her ability and knowledge are not the most outstanding in the alliance. Her Majesty entrusts the Witch League to her to take charge. That's all she can do. With an impassioned speech in front of her, she couldn't think of any inspiring way, but she could only tell everyone what was in her heart.
"Thinking about others is more important than anything else," she firmly remembered the words of the scroll.
"This is our homeland and a turning point in changing the witch's fate. I am willing to give everything for it!"
After Wendy finished speaking, she stretched out her left hand with the back of her hand up.
The scroll was the first to be pressed.
Then Nightingale and Anna.
"For His Majesty Roland and Neverwinter!"
Everyone formed a group and folded the backs of their hands one by one. The witch of the Bloodfang Society hesitated for a while, as if she didn’t know whether they would be accepted by everyone, until Ye Ye pulled them into the circle—with the direct contact of the palms, they were counted Really fit into this group.
"I really don't want to deal with such a bunch of nasty guys before facing the devil."
Even though Agatha said that, she stretched out her hand.
Finally Wendy put her right hand on everyone's hands and looked around.
"For the Witch League!"
"For—the eternal holy mountain!"
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After everyone left, only she and Nightingale were left in the bedroom.
Wendy closed the door and suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing from behind.
She turned her head and saw that Nightingale had opened the window at some point, and was sitting on the window sill looking at the night sky. The evening breeze brought her curly hair, and at the same time there was a faint fragrance.
"Are you also worried about this war?" Wendy walked to the window.
"Worried?" Nightingale tilted her head, her eyes shone with scorching light under the luminous magic stone, "I was afraid that I would laugh out loud."
"Laugh... out loud?"
Only then did she notice the sharp aura emanating from the opponent's body - it was very difficult for anyone to be able to release magic power without using her abilities like Nightingale. And they are no longer elusive things, but like blades, forming an inaccessible area, as if the foggy world is eroding the surrounding space little by little, and gradually begins to affect the world. Since coming to Border Town, this feeling has become more and more obvious.
For the enemy, this is also a sign of greater danger.
"I've been waiting for a long time to be able to take revenge on the church justifiably," Nightingale said slowly, "Those sisters who died in vain at the hands of the church must also be looking forward to this day—I've tasted revenge, and that feeling makes Unforgettable."
It's hard to imagine that she is the same person as the woman who woke up in the morning. Fortunately, she is not the enemy of her sisters.
Wendy tried to stretch out her hand, the moment she touched Nightingale, her sharpness disappeared, and she hugged him into her arms.
"You can do what you want, but remember to protect your majesty... and yourself, you know?"
"Well," Nightingale closed her eyes and replied softly, "I will."
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