Chapter 297 Fiery Heart

Roland opened his eyes and found himself lying on a big soft bed with a familiar ceiling above his head, and even every crack coincided with the appearance in his memory.

This is my... bedroom?

He tilted his head and looked at both shoulders—both left and right, both looked intact. I tried to move my hands, but there was no problem either.

Everything is like a dream.

But he knew that this was by no means a dream, the detection of the devil and the encounter with the attack had already happened! The fact that they can lie in the bedroom safe and sound means that they have escaped the pursuit of the devil and returned to the castle smoothly.

However, have all the witches returned safely?

Thinking of this, Roland's heart sank involuntarily, and he forced himself up, feeling a sense of weakness in his arms. Just as I was about to call for someone, I saw a row of witches leaning against the wall at the end of the bed, including Anna, Nightingale, Lightning, Maggie, and Nanahua. They leaned on each other's shoulders, breathing steadily, their eyes slightly closed, as if they were fast asleep.

Roland quietly opened the corner of the curtain, and found that outside the window a ray of morning light was rising from the Chishui River, like dazzling golden threads sprinkled on the earth.

"You... woke up?"

Looking back, Anna opened her eyes at some point. She squeezed her sleepy eyes and walked to Roland's side step by step.

"Well, I'm awake. The other witches..."

"They all arrived in the town safely. In fact, you are the only one injured."

"Really," Roland breathed a sigh of relief, "That's really good——"

"fool."

Before he had time to refute, the other party had already hugged him tightly, and the hand clasped behind his back was so hard that it almost wanted to embed into his flesh.

Anna's actions awakened the other witches.

"Your Highness!"

They stood up in surprise, and surrounded them one after another. Lightning hugged Roland second, followed by Nana and Maggie. Nightingale hesitated for a while, and embraced everyone from behind. Just like that, everyone hugged each other and refused to let go for a long time... Time seemed to be frozen at this moment.

...

After breakfast, Roland listened to the details in the office before he finally figured out what happened.

Together, the witches defeated the devil chasing soldiers, and let Lightning and Maggie return early with themselves.

After he was brought back to the castle to receive treatment from Nana Paine, his severed arm recovered quickly. However, due to severe blood loss, he fell into a coma for a whole day, so today was the fourth day before departure.

Generally speaking, this operation was a little careless. He didn't expect the devil to find a hot air balloon painted with sky camouflage more than ten miles away. According to Sylvie, there was nothing unusual about the huge multi-eyed demon before, and its eyes were looking in all directions, but when she shifted the focus of her eyes to the multi-eyed monster, the other party reacted immediately, instantly turning all All eyes were on her.

This kind of investigation method is unheard of. You must know that at this distance, except for Sylvie's real eyes, even the observation mirror is a blur. In addition, there is a red mist covering the top of the steeple, making it even more difficult to see the specific details of the devil. situation. Correspondingly, it should be difficult for the other party to find out that they are.

Having said that, although this trip encountered major dangers, the intelligence gained was also extremely rich.

Devils are no longer mysterious and unknowable messengers of hell—they have towns and organizational systems, and belong to a highly evolved civilization like humans.

And the opponent's air power is not strong, at least in this area behind the snow mountain. Hundreds of devils emerged from the ground, but only two chased them with their mounts, indicating that flying is still a rare ability for them. As for whether mounts are rare or riders are rare, it is still unknown. But generally speaking, this is good news for Border Town. At least he doesn't have to worry about a group of demons bypassing the southern hills and going straight into the hinterland of the western region to burn, kill and loot.

In addition, the devil has magical powers is also an important discovery.

According to Nightingale's report, although the chasing enemy had little magic power, they did form a cyclone, which was very eye-catching in the mist state. However, the way they arouse magic power seems to be completely different from that of witches, not through themselves, but relying on some kind of mechanism—such as the glowing stone to release power, so it is not as varied as witches’ abilities, but more likely to be mass-produced Standard weapons.

Of course, these are just conjectures. Unfortunately, all the corpses of the devil fell into the sea, and Roland couldn't do further verification.

The last point is architecture.

Those short and slender black stone spiers are not the devil's residence, and the material is also very strange, and the surface has no traces of erosion by the red mist. Some stone towers are empty inside, while others are filled with red liquid, which is similar to storage tanks.

Could it be that the red mist in the sky was formed after these liquids vaporized?

And the reason why the devil didn't further expand to the wild land, or even the four kingdoms, was because it was limited to the gas coverage?

No matter what, judging from all the information, they will not threaten the security of Border Town for the time being.

But Roland also knew in his heart that since they drove humans out of the wild land more than 400 years ago, they might come again one day, and he had to prepare for this day.

...

Due to the large amount of blood loss, after nightfall, Roland only dealt with the few government orders that were left behind, and then went to bed early.

Sitting on the bed and flipping through half of a history book, just as I was about to blow out the candles and go to sleep, there was a knock on the door.

Startled slightly, he climbed out of bed and opened the door. It was Anna standing at the door.

She didn't hold a thick book like in the past - either "Intermediate Physics" or "Theoretical Foundations of Natural Science", but walked into the room with empty hands and wearing a white nightgown. She didn't even wear shoes, and her delicate feet touched the floor lightly, so quietly that there was no sound.

Roland swallowed.

Anna closed the door behind her back and pulled the latch. Then she took Roland's hand and walked to the bed.

The girl's hair has just been washed, and the hanging ends of her hair reflect a faint golden light under the candlelight. When she gets close, she can smell a faint fragrance—the intoxicating fragrance does not come from rose soap, but from herself.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, her cheeks were flushed, and her blue eyes were like pools of autumn water. Although it could be seen that she was a little nervous, she didn't hesitate at all. She looked directly at Roland with firmness written in her eyes.

Even he, who had never experienced a big battle, understood what the other party meant at this moment.

"Cough, this..."

"I don't want to wait any longer," Anna said softly, "especially after experiencing such an encounter." She paused, "I don't want to regret it."

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