Roland has already learned the general situation of No. 76 from Nightingale. In fact, he is full of interest in that dusty history, not to mention that the Taquila witch also claimed to have information on the will of God, and now the other party can take the initiative to come to the door. Come, it saves him a lot of effort.
Of course, in order to prevent accidents, in addition to Nightingale, Sylvie, and Scroll, there were leaves and two specially made pots in the office. Once the latter ability is used, even if No. 76 launches the Divine Stone Domain, it will not be able to immediately eliminate the vines that have grown wildly—as long as her footsteps are slightly stagnant, Nightingale can pull out a spear and smash it into a sieve.
A potted plant looks like a decoration. If it is not activated, there is no threat at all. Therefore, Roland also avoided the embarrassing scene of sending a group of personal guards to surround the room. Look down on yourself.
When No. 76 followed Wendy into the office door, Roland smiled and said, "Welcome to Neverwinter, do you need tactical sunglasses?"
"… "
"… "
Everyone showed a silent expression, and Nightingale rolled her eyes, pinching his shoulders in the fog, "Your Majesty, please don't talk nonsense at this time."
"Cough, okay..." Roland cleared his throat and returned to his usual calm look, "So you are Taquila's No. 76?"
"My name is Phyllis, Your Majesty the King," the other party put one hand on his chest and lowered his head slightly, "Number seventy-six is just a disguised mortal code name. Since you have discovered my identity, this name will be lost. meaning."
The breast-touching ceremony is suitable for upper-class nobles to meet members of the royal family, and can also be used as a salute commonly used by ambassadors when they visit other countries. Obviously, Phyllis is not ignorant of secular etiquette. As for the slightly inappropriate honorific and wording, Roland didn't take it to heart. He valued practical interests more than verbal fame.
"Sit down and talk," he nodded. "I just happen to have a lot of questions to ask you."
"If I can answer." Phyllis said sternly.
It was probably because she hadn't spoken to a "mortal" like him for a long time, and her expression was very stiff, probably because she wanted to maintain politeness without losing the arrogance that they once ruled the world.
Recalling Yorko's description of her, Roland couldn't help laughing a little in his heart. When you dressed up as a maid, it was obvious that you could be beautiful. Now that you have changed back to your official identity, even if the witch empire has already fallen apart, she insists on maintaining that pride. It has to be said that the name Taquila has long since become part of their beliefs for them.
"First of all, it's about your news. After all, if you want to fight the devil together, you have to know each other's details." Roland took a sip of tea and asked casually, "To be honest, I've always been curious. How did the Federation split into two factions? Everyone is a witch, why is the church faction chasing after the same? Especially after knowing the perfect form of the God's Punishment Army, this doubt is even stronger, can you? Can you elaborate on the reason?"
Phyllis probably didn't expect him to ask this question first, and she was silent for a moment before replying, "Before entering the ruins of the labyrinth, no one could have predicted that things would turn out like this in the end."
"What do you mean, is it all related to the ruins?"
"Without that ruin, there would be no God's Punishment Army plan, and the remaining witches are even less likely to continue... It's a pity that we discovered it too late." She sighed lightly when she said this, "Except for searching in the labyrinth In addition to the method of soul transfer, the fugitives also found something else... It is because of them that Natalya and the Queen of Starfall had a disagreement, which led to the final break."
"Other...things?" Roland frowned.
"I can't tell you more for the time being. Only after we find the Chosen One, we can talk about it in depth - at that time, Lord Pasha will talk to you in person."
"Who is Pasha?"
"The candidate to succeed the three seats of the Federation is also the leader trusted by the survivors." Phyllis explained.
If he didn't get the timing wrong, the holy city should have fallen by that time, and a group of fugitives who were at stake would not hesitate to resolve their conflicts through infighting. It can only be said that the weight of that thing is definitely not much lighter than God's will.
"Can't the two sides coexist at that time? Since the perfect form of the God's Punishment Army will not cost the witch's life, it is enough to select volunteers to participate in the transformation ceremony, why does Akalis want to subvert the surviving Federation?"
When this sentence was asked, Phyllis had a rare bit of bitterness on her face, "Won't it cost the witch's life? No... Your Majesty, things are not as simple as you think. The body I used at first is the source. Do you know how long it took me to master that body from a God's Punishment Samurai who failed to transfer?"
"Ten years?" Roland pondered.
This is also the time it usually takes to develop a knight.
"Nearly fifty years," she shook her head. "By the time I became familiar with how to control a body that didn't belong to me, the original body of the God's Punishment Army had already aged."
The witches present couldn't help but take a deep breath.
"The magic of the blood destroys most of the senses, including touch, taste, and smell... So God's Punishment Army doesn't feel pain, and it doesn't feel intimidated by injury. But for us, it is equivalent to subverting the previous Movement memory, walking, opening mouth and clenching fists all need to be re-mastered... At first, I couldn't even stand up at all, and I didn't know how much force to use to hold a cup in my hand. I wanted my head to re-remember these movements. It will take decades. If you add weapons and combat skills, it will take at least a hundred years." Phyllis paused, "In this way, you know what should happen."
Roland frowned and remained silent for a while before saying, "Akalis needs a lot of empty bodies."
"That's right, once the witch doesn't die, a God's Punishment Samurai who has lived for hundreds of years is far stronger than a newly transformed Samurai in every way. In order to continue the power accumulated by this experience, it is necessary to create more It takes time to get used to the new body, but it can be shortened to a few years compared to mastering it from scratch.”
"And the provider of the body can only be a weak witch. For this reason, Lord Akalis must replace the Federation and become the absolute ruler of the witches, so that she can turn some witches into materials that can be sacrificed at will." Fili Si closed her eyes, "Under the threat of the Battle of Divine Will, she is almost successful, and most of the top leaders of the Federation have acquiesced in her approach... If it weren't for the new discoveries in the ruins, the God's Punishment Army plan would be the only viable survival. Program."