It took Hetty a while to figure out the situation.
She first touched her thigh, which was back to normal, and then looked at Nightingale next to her, before moving her gaze to Roland, "Have you cured me?"
"Otherwise, Sun Twilight will be dragged down by you." He found a chair and sat in front of the cage, leaning over and asking, "Tell me, where are all the witches you rejected?"
"Is this... what Yifei told you?"
"That's right, the witch named Annie is her friend."
Heidi gritted her teeth and didn't answer, but Roland saw a strong hatred in her eyes.
"You can obviously keep them. Grand Duke Island is the territory of Grand Duke Morgan, and you are his successor. It is impossible to support more than ten auxiliary witches." He said bluntly, "Even if they are useless, they are just daily offerings. It’s just two porridges, not to mention that the use of auxiliary witches is much greater than you think. The musket that Andrea injured you is a weapon made by witches and ordinary people, and it is useless to use the threshold, even if it is all day. A farmer who deals with the land can easily kill an experienced knight after taking it."
Heidi's expression changed, and she raised her head sharply, "What did you say? Ordinary people can use it?"
"Do you think I used witches to conquer the capital and become the king of Greycastle?" Roland straightened up and leaned back in his chair, "If they can do this, they won't be suppressed by the church and secular forces. "
"That musket... how was it made?"
He looked at Heidi coldly, until she realized her blunder, and then sneered, "Why, do you think this is at the palace banquet?"
She swallowed reluctantly, "This person next to you is..."
"Nightingale is mine and has nothing to do with Tilly," Roland said in a deep voice, "I'll ask again, where are all the witches you rejected?"
"I let them go and let them find other witch organizations on their own. I don't know the exact whereabouts. Maybe... some went back to nearby towns, and some went to Dawn"
"You lied," Nightingale interrupted before she could finish her sentence. "None of what you said is true."
"No, Your Majesty, she doesn't know anything at all..."
"There's no excuse," Roland shook his head, "Nightingale can distinguish lies, and any words that go against her heart will not escape her scrutiny. Now you know why Tilly transported you across the fjord and sent you to the Western Territory for trial? If you don't want to suffer, just tell everything you've done, my patience is limited."
Under the dim light of the fire, Heidi's expression seemed uncertain, obviously she did not expect the other party to have such an ability. After a brief silence, she suddenly held onto the iron railing and said loudly, "Your Majesty Wimbledon, the Kingdom of Wolfheart has been annexed by the Church, and the whereabouts of the Wolf King are now unknown. I am the last bloodline of the Morgan royal family. As long as you can help me recapture the wolf Heart, I can bring you countless benefits! Golden dragons, jewels... yes, witches! Bloodfang will only obey you!"
"Is that the last thing you want to say?"
"I can even give you half a wolf's heart! With the Black Stone Cliff as the boundary, all the boundaries to the west belong to you!"
"Enough," Roland said, "I just want to know the whereabouts of those witches!"
"What?" Heidi dared not believe it. "Is my kingdom still inferior to those witches?"
"Don't you understand what I said?" He became a little bored in his heart, "Wolf Heart is not your kingdom, and I have no interest in the land thousands of miles away. The current inquiry is just out of the most basic etiquette among nobles. , I have many ways to get you to speak. You should know better than me about torture. It doesn't do you any good other than suffer. Now, while I'm here, explain what you've done. , then I can spare your life."
The last sentence made her like a life-saving straw, "You... will you really let me go?"
"I always do what I say."
Heidi lowered her head and hesitated for a long time before saying, "I gave them to the nobles."
Roland's heart sank, and the hint given by Nightingale also proved that she was telling the truth this time, "Didn't you sell it to them?"
"No, this is a deal in itself," she took a deep breath, "The witches who awakened on Grand Duke Island alone will not be able to make enough in my life. I have to spread the reputation of the Bloodfang Society to all parts of Wolfheart to be able to do it. Let more witches flee."
Roland has also done this trick, although Tilly took the lead, resulting in few final results, "Then you only need to hire mice to promote it. What does it have to do with the nobles?"
"The mouse itself is controlled by the nobles, and once the news is targeted by the church, the Grand Duke Island will be in big trouble."
"Witches are rewards for nobles?"
"It is also a guarantee to win them over. After the nobles hide the witches, they will consciously pay attention to the church's movements, control the spread of mice, and even take the initiative to draw the attention of the Holy City for me." Heidi whispered, "Only willing to accept the witch. The nobles, I will spread the news locally, so that the risk can be minimized."
What happened next, Roland could imagine even if he didn't ask. These non-combat witches would be locked in a dark room where the sun never saw the light of day. Few of them could survive the magic backlash, even if there were a few lucky ones who could survive into adulthood, etc. When the nobles get tired of playing, or when the pressure from the church increases, they will be thrown out as merits or as a tool to transfer pressure, and there is only a dead end.
Heidi, who was in the cage, sensed Nightingale's rising anger, and she couldn't help but take two steps back, "Your Majesty, you promised me!"
Roland reached out his hand to stop Nightingale, "Who is responsible for all these things? Iffy said you haven't seen Annie."
"Tianyan... She has been killed by Ashes."
"No one else?" he demanded. "The witches in the Bloodfang Guild don't even know about it now?"
Hetty nodded.
"speak out!"
"… Yes."
Roland breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, "The last question, what is the purpose of recruiting battle witches everywhere?"
Hetty was silent for a while before saying, "At first I just wanted to help my father ascend the throne that should belong to him."
She didn't continue talking, but Roland already knew the result. After the death of Archduke Morgan, the Bloodfang Society became a tool for her to realize her desire for power.
Walking out of the dungeon, Nightingale couldn't help but took his hand, "Are you really going to spare that murderer's life?"
"Hetty Morgan is a witch from Sleeping Island. It's not appropriate for me to deal with it. Tilly took her to the West, and only entrusted me to help her find out the truth."
"You mean..." Nightingale's eyes gleamed.
"Whether Sleeping Island will let her go, it's not up to me to decide." Roland spread his hands. (., Your support is my biggest motivation.) 17-02-20 11:34:51