Chapter 184 Self

Shujuan stood at the door of the bedroom and hesitated for a moment before pushing the door open and entering.

Wendy was sitting at the table holding a book with a sad face, and she could guess without looking carefully that the book must be "Theoretical Basis of Natural Science".

Shujuan couldn't help laughing out loud, she rarely saw the other party showing such an expression, even in the critical moment when the mutual assistance society was trapped in the impenetrable mountains and the supplies were in short supply, she still smiled and cheered for every sister, Never seemed to worry about those hardships.

Unexpectedly, a book made her fall into distress.

"You can't understand it at all, right?" Scroll said, "It was the same when I read the book for the first time."

"I thought it was Nightingale," Wendy turned her head when she heard the voice, "...Then what now?"

"It's still incomprehensible."

"Fortunately, you are the same as me." Wendy sighed, "I won't talk about Anna, I didn't expect that even Soraya has realized new abilities, I think if I don't work hard, I will be surpassed by the younger generation I really don't understand how His Highness knows so much knowledge, and can describe the invisible world as if it were real."

"Actually, he doesn't know much." Scroll shrugged, "I mean certain aspects."

"for example?"

"For example about the nightingale." She pulled out the stool and sat next to Wendy, "Have you noticed that her behavior now is very different from before. When protecting His Highness, she rarely hides, even when she goes out, she only wears a pocket cap, and... you even listened carefully to the evening lectures. You share a bedroom with her, so you should know better than me. Can you tell me what happened?"

"Actually, it's nothing." Wendy shook her head, "This is her own choice."

Her attitude surprised Shujuan, "Choose?"

"Well, it's just as you guessed," Wendy closed the book, and said bluntly, "She fell in love with His Royal Highness Roland Wimbledon, of course, it can be seen without guessing. Those who give blessings to witches will gain Witches fall in love, such rumors are not uncommon during the journey of the Mutual Aid Society."

"That was a story someone else made up, and most of the sisters didn't end well."

"His Highness Roland is different from them."

Scroll was startled, she didn't expect that Wendy, who had the same opinion as her not long ago, would say that, "You know, witches can't have children, and princes can't..."

"The prince will marry a witch," Wendy spread her hands, "and he told you that himself."

How did she know... Could it be that Nightingale was there at the time? Scroll suddenly understood something, "Are you blaming me for hiding it from you? No, Wendy, I don't want to say that I just don't want this matter to be leaked, which will have a bad impact on His Royal Highness's journey to the throne."

"..." Wendy was silent for a while before she opened her mouth, "I know, I'm not blaming you, because I said the same to Nightingale. Before knowing this, I thought the sisters would have no results , but since the prince doesn't mind, should we force them to change their minds? Compared to Nightingale's appearance when she suppressed her feelings and was depressed, I prefer to see her now. No matter what the final result is, at least she follows own thoughts."

So that's the case, Shujuan thought to himself. Although she agreed with the practice of not spreading the news, she did not want to stop the sisters' feelings, and did not want to make choices on their behalf. Cheer up your courage.

"But, does Your Highness know this?" Shujuan suddenly thought of a serious question, "What if his will is based on his ignorance of the infertility of witches?"

"Hmm..." Wendy also lowered her voice, "Why don't you ask?"

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Beyond the walls of the Western Territory.

The approaching summer sun shines brightly on the grassland, and in the distance, groups of cattle and sheep can be seen leisurely eating the grass. It is hard to imagine that three months ago, this place was still covered with ice and snow, except for the terrifying and ferocious beasts Nothing else.

The shooting training has lasted for most of the afternoon, and Nightingale has mastered the shooting skills much faster than Roland expected. Probably everyone has different talents, he thought, and some people are naturally suitable for fighting. Now her reloading, aiming, and shooting postures don't look like a novice at all.

"If she was born into a knight family, she would definitely become the top star knight in Greycastle," Carter couldn't help but praised, "just like me."

"Fortunately not, I don't want her arms to become as thick as yours." Roland glanced at him, "How does it feel to be tied with an extraordinary witch?"

"The moment I was knocked into the air, I even thought I was fighting a battering ram, and my whole chest felt like it was shattered," Carter said honestly, "To be honest, it's terrible."

"There probably won't be a next time," he laughed.

After another round of standing shooting was completed, the prince applauded Nightingale, "It's been very good so far, let's do a simulation training next."

Nightingale put the pistol in her belt and walked up to the prince. In the bright sunlight, the sweat on the tip of her nose shone a little.

"Did you see those targets?" Roland pointed to the five half-length targets not far away, "They all have God's Stone of Retaliation hanging on them, and you should be able to see them clearly in the mist state. What to do next , is to combine your ability and spear skills to knock down these enemies in the shortest exposure time."

Since the object and space are changing at any time when in the fog state, it is difficult to ensure that the bullet is flying towards the target. I tried to shoot directly in the fog before, but nine of the ten bullets broke out of the fog and changed their trajectory, and one shot almost hit Roland standing behind her.

Therefore, when shooting, Nightingale must be out of the fog, and the shorter the exposure time, the harder it is for her to be counterattacked by the enemy.

"Understood," she smiled slightly, raised the cloak with one hand, and disappeared in front of the two of them out of thin air.

When the first shot sounded, Roland only saw a white figure quietly appearing, and as the flames and gas erupted, the target shattered. Before the splashed sawdust had completely landed, she had already reached the back of the second target and pulled the trigger within a range of three to four meters.

Then came the third piece, the fourth piece... Every time she shot, she was not even completely out of the fog. Except for the silver pistol and the flash of fire, Roland couldn't see any more details, and it was even difficult to catch them with his eyes. In her position, the nightingale leaping forward in the mist seemed to be teleporting. This kind of scene could only be seen in movies before. In the blink of an eye, the five pieces of the target were all shattered, he blinked, and Nightingale returned to his side.

"How?" she asked with a smile.

"Uh..." Roland looked at Carter, who was stunned, and asked, "What do you think?"

"I'm afraid that no one will be able to catch Miss Nightingale," the chief knight took a deep breath, "not even the ashes of God's Stone of Retaliation."

"So, am I considered a graduate?" She wiped the sweat from her nose and rubbed it on Roland.

"Of course." (To be continued.)