It's just that there is no point in worrying now, even if it will be noticeable, she has to act with the four of them - this is the best chance to observe the city and the Witch Union up close. Otherwise, when they enter the castle area, it will undoubtedly be many times more difficult to contact them than it is now.
Thinking of this, No. 76 showed Wendy a slightly timid smile, "Ma... I'm sorry to bother you."
"I'll just say Lord Wendy wouldn't mind," Amy grinned.
On the contrary, Annie seemed to sense something was wrong. She looked at the two of them and said nothing.
"Let's go," Wendy clapped her hands and smiled until the hero was familiar with the wheelchair operation. "The first stop to visit today is the core area of Neverwinter City, the North Slope Mine!"
"Mine... Mountain?" The five of them were stunned.
What's so good about mining? Such thoughts came to No. 76's mind, and she would bet that other people's thoughts should be similar to her own. Whether in Taquila or in the Kingdom of Dawn, mining is done by slaves or prisoners. The environment in the mine is extremely poor. In addition to the heavy physical work of digging and transportation, casualties are normal. Only people whose lives are worthless will be thrown into the mine to fend for themselves.
Could it be that the other party's intention was to reprimand, so as to tell them the fate of this group of newcomers who did not obey the discipline
"It's not so much the mine as the source of Neverwinter City's power," Wendy's tone didn't have the slightest hint of intimidation, "Whoever can produce more steel can better represent justice. A word on the lips. It's a mouthful, right?" On the contrary, when she talked about the king, there was always a smile in her eyes, "Anyway, you will understand when you see it."
Represent... Justice
No. 76 pondered this sentence several times in his heart. Is there any relationship between the two
Walking out of the Diplomatic Building, the snow on the street has been cleaned up, and I don't know what methods the locals used, but there is only a pool of water stains left on the hill-like snowdrift. The new snowflakes are still falling slowly, but much smaller than they were a few days ago. Busy freemen can be seen everywhere. They seem to have endless work, walking in a hurry, traversing the streets and alleys against the snow. Although it was a harsh evil moon winter, the whole city was full of vitality.
The multi-colored magic stone became hot again. She looked around and quickly found the target—two figures above their heads... No, one person and one bird were shaking, probably to monitor them.
The Witch Union's evaluation in No. 76's mind has risen again. Such methods and rigor are almost the same as those of the small city-state association in the Taquila era, and it does not look like the wild witch organization after the decline of the Union. .
In addition, she also confirmed that her judgment was correct - with the green-haired witch's perspective and the flying witch's tracking, it was impossible for her to escape after revealing her identity.
"Take advantage of the time on the road, let me briefly introduce some knowledge about witches themselves and their abilities," the red-haired witch led the crowd all the way north, and said as they walked, "Since awakening, witches have faced the backlash of magic power. Troubled, the church used to call it the Demon Devourer, but in fact it was just a natural reaction to the ever-increasing magical power, as you should already know."
"Yes," Annie nodded calmly, "it's hard to live to adulthood if you don't know."
"I heard it from Broken Sword," Amy said, raising her hand.
"When wandering in the wild, the ability to use is always indispensable. I was just guessing randomly," Duanjian said a little embarrassedly.
"It was the same with the Co-Aid Association back then. Fortunately, we survived," Wendy sighed. "Once you become an adult, the witch's original abilities will be further strengthened, and there will be a chance to give birth to branch abilities. The specific manifestation is the magic vortex in her body. become clear and strong."
"What is that?" Amy asked curiously.
"The things that every witch has are like a swirling air current," she fondly patted the little girl's head, "only a few witches can see them intuitively, and that is the specific manifestation of magic— Its detailed shape determines the type of ability."
"Yes, is that so?" the latter asked in surprise.
"On the day of the ability test, these are all items that need to be recorded," Wendy said with a smile. "By then, you will know what the magic vortex in your body looks like."
No. 76 could not help but frown slightly. Could this common sense concerning witches continue to be a secret? What the hell is Starfall City doing? The more witches survive, the more raw materials they use to make the God's Punishment Army. Why is this news even blocked
Could it be that in the past four hundred years, the witch of Starfall City has deviated from the will of Lord Akalis
"But the day of adulthood is not the end of the witch's ability. On top of the solidification of adulthood, there is also the ability to evolve," Wendy went on to say, "There is no limit to the number of evolutions, and it will not be limited by the original ability, as long as you continue to evolve. Strengthen your understanding of yourself and magic, and your abilities will continue to evolve."
"Really?" Amy said excitedly, "Can someone like me evolve?"
"Of course, as long as you study hard," she said, taking out a thin silver plate embedded with red spar and looking up, "Come beside me, I want to introduce you to the new sisters."
That's... Listen to the Sigil!
No. 76's pupils shrank suddenly, why did the wild witch have the inheritance of the holy city of Taquila
No... They do have this chance, for example, it makes sense to find one or two remaining listening sigils from the ruins scattered around the Witch Empire. It's just that this kind of standard equipment is generally only distributed to the samurai warriors. In her impression, the Quest Society has never produced such a simple listening sigil.
Seriously, it even looks a bit like an unfinished work... like a test item made by a witch.
As soon as the red-haired witch's voice fell, the figure in the sky rushed straight down and quickly landed on top of her head.
It was a cute little blond girl, and her pet, a plump white dove.
Everyone was startled, and it seemed that they had not recovered from the spar that could make a sound on its own.
"Hello everyone," the little girl showed a bright smile, "My name is Lightning, and I am the greatest explorer in Neverwinter!"
"I'm Maisie Goo! Goo Goo Goo!" The pigeon spread its wings.
"My God, the birds are talking!" Amy's eyes widened.
"They are witches," Annie said calmly. "The ability should be related to the shape change."
"You guessed it right," Wendy stretched out her arm, letting the pigeon rest on her arm, "and she's an evolved sister."
It wasn't a pet... No. 76 was taken aback for a moment, wait, what did she just say? This pigeon named Maisie is actually a high-level witch
Seeing the other party rubbing against Wendy's cheek without dignity, after hearing the introduction, he curled his wings and raised his neck, as if to show his strength, this... Is this also considered a high-level powerhouse
You must know that in Taquila, they can all enter the upper ranks of the Federation and become one of the rulers of the Holy City!
In front of every promoted witch, respect should be maintained. This is the iron law of the Federation.
Seventy-six felt something click in his heart, and a crack burst out.