Chapter 364 Ghosting

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The snow outside the window became bigger again, with nail-sized snowflakes scattered from the sky, looking around, the sky above the town was covered with their figures. The gray and white elves fluttered in the wind, falling densely to the ground, and integrated with the white roof and tree branches. Such a scene would make people feel cold.

But the more so, the warmer Tilly felt.

She leaned on the back of the reclining chair, half of her body was covered by a soft blanket, and her feet were put into the fire barrel-this convenient heating device came from Roland Wimbledon's invention, the boxy wooden barrel was flush with the chair , there is a charcoal brazier inside, separated by a horizontal wooden fence in the middle. It is not like a blazing bonfire, it is easy to be burned if it is too close, and it will not feel much heat if it is far away. As long as you put your feet on the wooden fence, you can enjoy the warmth of the charcoal fire at close range, and then cover yourself with a quilt, as if you are surrounded by warmth from top to bottom.

The heavy snow falling outside the window brings out the coziness inside the house, and the sense of happiness produced by the comparison is probably the most impressive.

It has to be said that the treatment received by the witches here is completely different from a year ago. It is not difficult to understand why the witches do not want to leave when they come to the town, because even she herself enjoys this moment very much.

In addition to her, there are Anna and Agatha in the room—this was originally Anna's bedroom. Taking advantage of the rare leisure time, Tilly would come to the door with books whenever she was free, and ask each other for advice. place. In the beginning, there were only the two of them, and now there is an ancient witch who woke up from the ruins. Anna simply moved the fire barrel from the table to an open space in the room, and asked Roland to add two reclining chairs. The three of them sat around the fire barrel with their feet close to each other, and studied those new and eye-opening knowledge together.

Of course, most of the time they just asked, and Anna answered.

"It's hard to believe that such a book is actually written by a mortal." Agatha closed "Theoretical Basis of Natural Science" and took a deep breath. "The more I read it, the more I feel that the world really seems to be like this. There is a hidden law, and everything follows the same rule. Even if he was born in Taquila, the federation will definitely include him, and he may have the same status as a high-ranking witch."

At the beginning, she raised many doubts about the contents of the book, but with Anna's careful answers, Agatha's attitude towards Roland has changed significantly.

But Tilly believed that this change was only for Roland, and other mortals probably still looked dull in their eyes.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help sighing. Only she knew that this knowledge didn't belong to Roland Wimbledon, but belonged to another person, a person who suddenly appeared in his mind.

After getting along these days and Sylvie's testimony, Tilly basically confirmed this statement. But in this way, proving that he is still him becomes an unachievable thing. And the most doubtful thing is that he really doesn't know where this part of memory comes from, and who does it belong to? It's hard to believe that memory can be completely separated from life, at least not by myself. As long as you recall the knowledge taught by the court tutor in your mind, the relevant fragments at that time will always flash before your eyes.

"Where did he learn this knowledge?" Agatha said with emotion, "I thought that the research of mortals had reached such a depth, but after observing it these days, it seems that there is not much difference from four hundred years ago—— Even a little behind."

"I don't know either," Tilly shrugged, "Anyway, it's impossible to learn it from the palace."

"What was he like before?

This question made Anna also raise her head.

"Before..." Tilly pondered for a moment, "Arrogant and timid, doing her own way, ignorant, bad personality... Probably the only good thing is that she didn't use her status as a prince to do anything outrageous."

"Hmm... at the level of a mortal?"

"No, among mortals, he can be regarded as a terrible guy," she said complainingly, "Even if he suddenly improved after coming here, people still can't figure out what he was thinking... How can it be possible to hold back in your stomach and want others to believe him."

The room suddenly fell silent.

"What's wrong?" Tilly felt that the eyes of the two were a little strange.

"No...it's nothing," Anna covered her mouth and smiled, "This is the first time I've heard you say this."

Hell, she realized that she had said too much. This kind of complaint should not come from an ally, probably because the life has been too relaxed recently, "I mean——"

"It's okay, His Highness doesn't care about such things," Anna shook her head and smiled, "Probably he has his own difficulties."

"Roland..." Tilly hesitated for a while, "Didn't I mention this to you?"

"No," Anna said disapprovingly, "I never asked, if he wants to say something, he will always say it."

That's right, she sighed in her heart. For the other party, from the first time she saw the prince, she should be the changed Roland. It's meaningless to think about this kind of problem.

"According to you, he was completely different before and now?" Agatha asked with great interest, "There is a saying in the Quest Society that the more extraordinary a person is, the more eccentricity he has that is different from ordinary people. Maybe this kind of transformation is a normal phenomenon. Did Roland howl at the moon or stare at the wall for a long time when he was in the palace?"

"What kind of eccentricities are these..." Tilly shook her head helplessly, "He used to be no different from ordinary people except that he acted pervertedly. But... I also heard people mention that he used to be in public in the court class Crying about marrying a witch, probably because of these words, Gron and Timothy always tormented him in the name of purifying the devil's minions, and his father didn't like this kind of behavior, so his character became more and more stubborn .”

"Being discriminated against because you want to marry a witch?" Agatha curled her lips, "This is a great ideal in Taquila. Of course, there are very few successful ones, and most witches are unwilling to only marry one man for life get along."

"But we are different from four hundred years ago. If he marries a witch, it means that he will not have children to inherit his everything. How could father have a good impression of this idea." Tilly sighed, "But already It's been more than ten years, he should have forgotten those stupid things he said by now."

"Really?" Anna said suddenly, "But he is still willing to marry a witch."

"Well, does he still remember—wait a minute," Tilly couldn't help but widen her eyes, "You mean now?"

"Well," she smiled softly, "His Highness Roland said it himself."

Tilly froze in place for a moment.

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