Chapter 595 Germination

"Injured during the arrest?"

"Well, I was shot in the leg. Although the bleeding stopped, I guess I can't walk anymore."

"Are the others all right?"

"There was also a Bloodfang Society witch named Tian Yan who died that night," Tilly sighed, "our people were not injured at all."

Roland nodded, "I'll let Nana cure her, and we'll talk about the rest in the castle."

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Compared to interrogating the leader of the Bloodfang Society, the church's imminent invasion of Graycastle is the top priority. Back in the office, he first inquired about the situation on Sleeping Island, and then handed over the letter from the Northland to Tilly and the others for viewing. Due to the involvement of the three major families in Dawn Capital, Ashes and Andrea were both left behind.

Since receiving the secret warning letter, Roland contacted Hill Fox, the spy of Glory City, twice, and finally got a general understanding of what happened. When he told all the information, Andrea couldn't help shaking her head and said, "Otto is an idiot, he looks just like when he was a child. If he doesn't encourage Auror to join him, he will never dare to enter the palace alone."

"At least he let us know the movement of the church in advance," Ashes shrugged, "and a large part of the reason for this is because of you."

"Did you reply to him?" Tilly asked.

"I advise him not to act rashly. If that witch can really ignore the God's Stone of Retaliation, it will be difficult for ordinary people to restrain her, let alone Prince Amperin talked about it." Roland poured everyone a cup of tea, "Grey Graycastle is too far away from Chenxi, and I can't help him directly, so it's a wise choice to hide the secret for the time being and wait until the church focuses all its attention on Graycastle."

"He may not be able to hold back," Andrea frowned, "Otto Losi has been very impulsive since he was a child."

"He will listen, because I added one more thing," Roland said with a smile, "You are safe with me, even if you are fighting the church, the enemy will not hurt you at all, but if he dies, he will never die again." Can't see you anymore."

"This is a very effective persuasion," Ashes whistled.

"Okay," Tilly stopped the upcoming quarrel, and incidentally gave Roland a look, as if blaming him for teasing him by saying such things, "How are you going to deal with the church's attack?"

"Ahem... Use muskets and cannons to build a line of defense under Cold Wind Ridge." He took out a map from the drawer and spread it out, pointing to the front line of the northern border and said, "After receiving the information, I have sent the First Army to Glen Town is transporting war preparations, and at the same time clearing out the church forces in the kingdom. In this way, the Holy City of Hermes will definitely notice the movement of Graycastle, and then discover my intention to enter Coldwind Ridge."

"Deliberately let the enemy know your actions?" Andrea asked inexplicably, "With all due respect, generally speaking, such intentionally leaked information is not all false?"

"Only in this way, I don't have to guess where they will invade Graycastle, and the people will suffer less losses," Roland explained his plan, "Facing the enemy head-on is the best way of fighting for the First Army .”

"I see." Tilly nodded, "It is indeed a simple and effective method."

"But there is a hidden danger, that is, the pure ones," he continued, "in front of the firepower net, any visible enemy is not terrible, but the Church witch with completely unknown abilities may bring difficulties to the First Army." Anticipated troubles. I think the only ones who are most suitable to guard against them are witches who can also sense magic power."

"This is also the purpose of our trip," Tilly responded, "Don't worry, brother, the witches of Sleeping Island will fight by your side hand in hand."

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Back at the Witch Building, Tilly lived in the house she used to live in again.

The furnishings in the living room and bedroom are still the same as when she left, and there is no dust on the table. Obviously Roland has arranged for someone to clean here frequently.

There are also three wooden tubs for bathing in the eye-catching place at the door, with clean clothes folded in them, and beside them are slippers that are easy to take off and put on. When living in the castle, bathing has become an important part. Even when she was in the palace, she had never tried to bathe so frequently, after all, the water was so convenient.

Even when she opened the cupboard following the scent, she found that it was filled with all kinds of condiments, meat floss, and bread. It could be seen that these foods were freshly baked today, and as long as she was hungry, she could fill them up at hand abdomen.

Although she didn't particularly care about these external enjoyments, she still felt a warm current surging in her heart when she saw this scene.

"Ah... I can bathe with soap again," Andrea yelled in the living room, "Hey, there are even towels in this basin, and it seems to be brand new."

"Isn't the new one bad?"

"No, I just think it's a waste to use it for you."

"What did you say?"

"I think the piece of rag you brought with you is quite suitable. After all, bathing in salty and fishy sea water is acceptable. What kind of towel do you need?"

Hearing the familiar bickering sound, Tilly smiled silently. It seems that everyone really likes this place. Even members of the Bloodfang Society became different after arriving in Neverwinter.

Even she felt so at the moment.

If it is a good life, it may be the case for other witches, but compared to her who was once favored by Wimbledon III, the level of luxury is still far behind when she lived in the palace. Many things can only be said to be fresh and interesting, rather than luxurious.

What attracts witches here is something else.

Staying in this city makes people feel inexplicably relaxed. She didn't understand why before, but when Roland personally made tea for the three of them, she suddenly had a glimmer of understanding.

The other party definitely didn't pretend to be because he wanted something from the Sleeping Island witch, but it was the result of doing it casually as if he was used to it.

Regardless of his status as a lord, prince or king, his attitude has not changed.

He regards the witch as a friend—not a false appearance deliberately maintained, but an emotion revealed inadvertently.

"are you OK?"

Hui Hui suddenly asked her questions behind her, and Tilly turned her head, only to see the other party gently closing the kitchen door.

"Um?"

"Why...you called him brother all of a sudden?" Ashes hesitated, "Didn't you say that helping him was just helping yourself when you were on Sleeping Island? And...he's not like that fourth prince at all."

"I don't think he is that stupid and cowardly brother, or it doesn't matter whether he is or not," Tilly paused. "Have you ever thought about what this war with the church means?"

"revenge?"

"No," she shook her head, "it's a free life. Do you...have you thought about living here?"