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After listening to Isabella's description of the battlefield of the soul, Nightingale's heart gradually sank to the bottom, "You mean, you don't know how to wake His Majesty from his coma?"
She shook her head, "This kind of result has no precedent, and I really can't solve it... However, Zero was in a trance for a while when she devoured Garcia. She explained at the time that she found something interesting in the other party's memory, so she It took a lot of work. And Zero's life is more complicated than anyone else's. I guess it will take Roland longer to accept this part of the memory. But as long as he is still alive, he should wake up naturally."
Nightingale could not judge whether these contents were true or not. She could only judge that the other party was not lying. At least these guesses were the thoughts of the pure.
But she also knew that the situation was not optimistic at all.
The memory of serving the church for more than 200 years, and His Majesty's 20-year career as a prince, which one will become dominant? Will Roland get lost in the complicated memories and never wake up
Taking a step back, if he really accepts all of Zero's memories and wakes up, is he still the Roland Wimbledon, the fourth prince of Greycastle... and the person she longed for
The rush of thoughts made Nightingale almost unable to control her own state of mind.
At this moment, she also understood why Wendy asked Agatha to come with her.
"Let's talk about the church," Agatha said after pondering for a moment, "how much do you know about the Federation, the predecessor of the church?"
"Zero understands, I basically know it," Isabella replied cooperatively, "Are you still doubting the contents of those letters? Since Zero took over as the Pope, the purity recognized by the Privy Council has been Anyone can enter the library, the history that was covered up four hundred years ago, and the records about the witch empire and the devil in the letter are all true.”
"If it's just the information in the letter, it's of no value to us," Agatha smiled slightly, "The Witch Empire is history in your eyes, but in my eyes, it is a part of life. I am the witch of the Federation."
This time, it was Isabella's turn to be surprised. "What did you… say?"
"I come from the holy city of Taquila more than 400 years ago, and I have witnessed the destruction of the holy city with my own eyes. Devils are not uncommon, they still occupy most of the land in the Dawning Territory, in the hidden forest west of Greycastle. There is a devil's camp at the end of the Chishui River, and Roland has already played against them."
The Pure One froze in place, speechless for a while.
"War with the devil is a matter of time. We all know that the battle of divine will is coming. If it wasn't for the church's pressing step by step, Roland would not have chosen to use a decisive battle to relieve future troubles at this time." Agatha was stunned. Dayton, "What I want to know is how exactly did the federation transform into the church?"
"This..." It took a while before Isabella came back to her senses. "It was mentioned in the history books that during the escape, a civil war broke out in the Federation, which was located on the northwest side of the Extremis Mountains. In detail, I only know that the Federation has split into two factions since then. One faction is dominated by Taquila witches who entered the maze ruins in the mountains, and the other is the witches of Fallen Star City. They have inherited the will of Lord Akalis and continue to go north. Settled under the Hermes plateau and became the current church."
"Civil war on the way to escape?" Agatha frowned, "This is simply suicide."
"The writer of the history book also thinks so. The Federation suffered heavy losses in the civil war. Not only did they lose two supernatural beings, but they were also completely out of touch with the migration team composed of mortals. By the time the northbound faction arrived at its destination, those mortals had already It's scattered all over the place." Isabella sighed, "As for the next battle of faith, it's just to hunt down those non-combat witches who don't belong to Starfall City. Only in this way can the church completely bury the past. "
"The purpose of burying the past is to facilitate the wanton hunting of witches in order to create a mindless God's Punishment Army?" Nightingale said coldly, "You are all crazy."
"If it weren't for this civil war, the four kingdoms would never have been separated from the Federation's control from the very beginning, and the number of the God's Punishment Army would be far more than that," Isabella said calmly, "Of course, now Roland Wimbledon There is already a better way, and the Holy City of Hermes naturally does not need to exist."
"You don't have any nostalgia for the church," Nightingale sneered.
"As long as I can defeat the devil, I don't care who is in charge of the continent. That's the original intention of the Federation." She closed her eyes, "Although Zero is crazy, she is more confident than most people when it comes to fighting the devil. Be firm, that's why I chose to help her once."
Hearing this, Nightingale couldn't help pulling out her dagger.
"If killing her can make Roland wake up, I will never stop you," Agatha said softly.
After a while, she angrily retracted the dagger into its sheath.
"By the way, there's one more thing I have to tell you," Isabella suddenly said when the two were about to leave, "Although Zero allows the pure to enter the temple to read the books in the library, the top floor is not. The prayer room of the gods is forbidden to anyone, not even close. She only told me that standing there, she can face the gods."
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Walking out of the "prisoner room", Nightingale slammed the wall with force, "...Damn it! In the end, we still couldn't find a way to wake up His Majesty!"
"Everything that can be done has been done, and we can only continue to wait," Agatha comforted. "Anyway, let's report the news we got to everyone first."
"She'll pay for it, I promise!"
"As long as we don't kill her, she is still very useful to us... Whether it's dealing with the Holy City or exploring the secrets of the Divine Stone."
Soon, the witches gathered outside the bedroom and began to listen to Agatha's retelling of the information about the Pure One, and Nightingale's thoughts were long gone.
She quietly retreated to the corner, spread out the mist, and entered Roland's bedroom.
Apart from her, Anna was the only one left in the quiet room.
Nightingale walked slowly to the bed, and saw Anna holding Roland's right hand, whispering something.
Only by holding her breath could she hear the whispering whisper.
Remember what I said to you...
If you die, I will go to Sleepy Island with those who are willing to follow you, and fight the church to the end.
But you are still alive.
Just sleeping.
So I will keep waiting.
Whether it is a day or a year, even a lifetime, as long as you still breathe, I will always be by your side.
Rest in peace.
I will take good care of you.
Nightingale felt her heart tighten, and the heart-wrenching feeling was even more unbearable than the trauma to her body. She couldn't help bending down and tightly covering her chest.
A warm, warm current blurred her eyes. m,.