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Today's incident made Roland not in the mood to assemble the steam boring machine. For dinner, he deliberately let the chef prepare extra rich, unlimited black pepper steaks and fried eggs, which made Anna and Lightning's belly hold up. Nana tried her best to keep her etiquette, but in the end her little mouth was still chewing with oil. In addition to the restaurant, he also asked the maid to prepare warm-keeping china, put it in the shredded pork and wheat porridge, and send it to Nightingale's room. As long as they wake up, they can eat warm food.
After dinner, the next step is to arrange the room. Fortunately, the previous lord of Border Town was very particular about ostentation. A town born for mining and early warning, its castle was still built according to the standard of a medium town. In Roland's familiar words, it is a three-storey, single-family villa with a living area of 900 square meters and a double-storey building. There are watchtowers and arrow towers at the four corners. Complimentary vestibule and back garden.
Roland arranged Lightning's room opposite Anna, and the next room was reserved for Wendy after recovery. Seeing Nana walking into the room next to Anna like a candy cane, he couldn't help shaking his head in a funny way.
After returning to the office, Roland poured himself a glass of ale. After all, the plan is not as fast as the change. He thought that through Nightingale, he would be able to harvest a large wave of witches and light up all branches of the technology tree, such as chemical, agricultural, biological, etc., but he did not expect that the leaders of the mutual aid society would have such a big influence on the nobles. hostility. Neutrals like Nightingale and Lightning were in the minority. And Wendy... Listening to Lightning's statement, she didn't voluntarily want to leave the Co-Aid Association, but she had to carry it here to save Nightingale after being attacked by the snake demon Hakara.
Two, just two, he drank the wine in one gulp, it was better than none at all.
During the meal, he asked Lightning about her and Wendy's abilities, and learned that the little girl could fly freely in the air like a bird, and Wendy could manipulate the power of wind. These two abilities are not very useful to Climbing Technology, but if they are used well, they can still be very useful in the upcoming war.
He also inquired about the abilities of other witches in the camp, and found that their abilities were varied and had no rules to follow. Some effects can be barely explained by scientific theories, and some are completely unbelievable.
For example, the founder of the Mutual Aid Society, the snake demon Hakara, can condense magic into the shape of snakes - these poisonous snakes are not illusions, they can be touched, and they can also attack the enemy. Different snake patterns represent different toxins. As far as lightning has seen so far, there are at least two effects of paralysis and death.
However, Roland found that, no matter whether it was Anna or Hakara, most of the witches' magic power only had an effect at close range. For example, Anna's green fire would suddenly disappear five meters away. The venomous snakes of Hakara also couldn't get too far from their bodies. The abilities of Nightingale and Lightning have a shorter range of action. When you want to affect foreign objects, you must contact them to take effect.
Therefore, when they faced the army of the Church equipped with bows and God's Stone of Retribution, they only had to run away.
As the office was busy until midnight, the fire in the fireplace gradually dimmed. Roland sneezed and planned to go back to his room to sleep.
Pushing open the bedroom door, he discovered something was wrong. The scene in front of him seemed familiar. A woman was sitting at the head of his bed. Her figure was half shrouded in darkness. The firelight reflected her back on the wall, like a mural. . But there are many differences. Instead of wearing the immutable robe, she changed into ordinary casual clothes. Her appearance was no longer unfamiliar when she first met, but she was so familiar that she could see the identity of the other party at a glance.
nightingale.
Roland suddenly became a little nervous. In this battle, could it be... His luck is coming
Nightingale also saw the prince, she got up and walked over slowly. After just resting for half a day, her complexion was much better than when she first saw it. The sides of her cheeks were rosy instead of pale, and her hair was no longer dull. I have to say that the witch's self-recovery ability is truly amazing.
"You've worked hard," Roland coughed and broke the silence, "Why don't you rest for a while, Lightning has already told me everything."
Nightingale shook her head.
Roland faintly felt that something was wrong, her expression was solemn, and there was an indescribable persistence in her eyes. What did she decide? Roland realized that this resolute look was hard to see even in a man, which made him restrain his other emotions and concentrate on waiting for the other party's next words.
However, Nightingale did not speak, she took a deep breath, then knelt down on one knee, raised a dagger in both hands, and lowered her head slightly—this was a standard knightly ritual, and it was often performed by nobles when they swore allegiance to their superiors.
"His Royal Highness Roland Wimbledon, I swear to you in the name of Nightingale and Veronica," she said neatly, "As long as you treat witches kindly, I am willing to send you, whether it is a strong shield against demons, It is still a sharp blade that cuts through the night, without fear or regret, until the last moment of life."
It turns out that, Roland thought, the action of the mutual aid society greatly disappointed her, so she put the hope of leading the witch forward on herself. For the traveler himself, it should be rejected. He is more accustomed to working together by employing or cooperating. If he goes further, those who share common ideals and aspirations are comrades.
But he knows that sometimes it is meaningless to emphasize equality and freedom. There is no suitable soil for growth. Even if the seeds are sown, they will turn into decay. As a prince, it is impossible for him to deviate from his class until he unifies the entire kingdom.
Roland was silent for a moment. According to the etiquette in the court, he took the dagger and lightly tapped her shoulder three times with the back of the sword, "I accept your allegiance."
Nightingale's shoulders trembled slightly, as if she had finally relaxed.
Then he stretched out his right hand and handed it to the other side.
Nightingale took her fingers and gently kissed the back of her hand. In this way, the whole set of etiquette is over.
Although it seemed extremely nondescript for a witch to exercise allegiance, the fact that Nightingale was not a commoner at least showed that she could do all of this. And what she just said about Veronica... "Is that your real name, no surname?" Roland pulled her up and asked.
"Yes, Your Highness. I have no intention of hiding it from you. Five years ago, I left the Gelan family, and that surname has nothing to do with me anymore." Nightingale said calmly, she let go of her last defense against Roland, and simply Tell me about my past.
She was born in Silver Light City, a city named for its rich silver mines. Her father was a viscount and her mother was a commoner woman. Such marriages are not common, but the two get along very well. Besides, Nightingale has a younger brother named Hyde. She spent her childhood in Silver Light City, and that was her happiest time.
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