Chapter 387 Inheritance

After the witch finished speaking, she left the hall without giving them a chance to explain.

Roland turned his head slightly, "What's going on, can you see anything?"

"Both sides are telling the truth." Nightingale whispered in her ear.

So that was the case, he thought for a moment, and quickly guessed the general reason for the matter. The truth does not mean the truth, but the "truth" that one believes to be true. It seems that the problem lies in the book that records the family history.

"Since you made a special trip here from Longsong Fortress, don't be in a hurry to go back. You can stay at Feilin's house for a few days, and you can also visit the scenery of the town." Roland looked at the bewildered Jazz, "I will tell you She will ask about the situation clearly, and maybe you can talk to her again then."

"Is...is that so?" The Jazz was startled, then lowered his head and said, "Then I will thank you, Your Highness."

"By the way, where are those magic stones and ancient books you brought?"

"It's all in the cabin, there are a dozen boxes."

"Very well, let's transport them all to the castle," Roland nodded. "I think her mood will ease when she sees that she can still keep things from more than 400 years ago."

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After dinner, the prince called Agatha to the office.

"Perhaps you should listen to what Sir Silt said," he repeated the story told by the other party, "No matter what your butler did, he at least came with the idea of ​​returning things to their original owners. Looking for you, maybe I want to make up for the responsibilities owed by my ancestors."

"He just deceived his descendants. These people don't owe me anything," Agatha curled her lips. "And now the witch family is meaningless. Are they considered one of the nobles in the Western Region? I accepted them, but instead It will make it inconvenient for you to do the next thing-you want to take the jurisdiction of the entire Western Territory into your own hands, right?"

Roland was slightly taken aback. He didn't expect the other party to think of this, then shook his head with a smile, "Well, what you said makes sense. But you don't seem to blame them?"

"I don't need to accumulate the anger I felt towards a mortal four hundred years ago on his descendants, let alone they don't even know about it."

As expected of an enlightened person in the Witch Kingdom, Roland said with emotion in his heart, whether it is the attitude towards mortals or the degree of acceptance of new things, he has a positive attitude. In my own opinion, this is undoubtedly an extremely excellent mentality, but to Taquila who has been around for more than 400 years, it may be regarded as a strange performance. It is no wonder that she will be excluded by other witches in the Quest Meeting.

"In this case, I will explain to them," he said with a smile, "Next, I wonder if you are interested in taking stock of your inheritance?"

Agatha rolled her eyes and said angrily, "It's not mine, but the legacy of the Quest Society."

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All the boxes were carried to the basement of the castle. Besides Agatha, Roland also called Tilly, Sylvie and Anna.

Under Sylvie's scrutiny, the boxes were opened one by one—out of the fifteen wooden boxes, ten boxes contained magic stones. Roland casually took out a spar the size of a palm, and clucked his tongue, "You said they were all transformed from the God's Stone of Retaliation. Such a large piece of crystal is probably worth two or three hundred golden dragons."

"Two or three hundred golden dragons?" Agatha said disdainfully, "Magic stones can only be made by Chaos Beasts, and each piece is considered a priceless treasure."

"What kind of magic stones are these?" Tilly asked, "They seem inconvenient to carry around."

"Glowing Stone," she pressed down on the stone in the prince's hand and injected magic power. A pale yellow light flowed out immediately, soon surpassing the brightness of the torch. She didn't let go of her hand until the light was a little dazzling. "More than half of them are luminous stones. Except for the Chaos beasts, the rest are the spoils we captured when we attacked the devil's camp."

"How are the magic stones polished into different sizes?" Anna asked curiously, "Since they were originally God's Stones of Retaliation, it means that they cannot be cut with ability, but the whole piece of God Stone is very hard, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a knife. Cutting the ax can do it."

"The whole sacred stone?" Agatha was taken aback, "You mean the sacred stone veins?"

"It's at the bottom of the mine in Border Town," Roland repeated what was on the treasure map. "Its surface is so hard that even muskets can only leave a shallow mark on it."

"So that's how it is," she couldn't help laughing, "You all found my experimental tower with this blueprint. That's right, it is indeed used by the Quest Society to mark the veins of the God's Stone, which will be selected for the next construction of the holy city." address."

"Holy City?" The four of them asked in unison in surprise.

"Otherwise, why do you think there are more than a hundred cities on the Fertile Plain, but only three holy cities?" She raised the corner of her mouth, "The so-called holy cities are all cities built on the veins of God's Stone of Retaliation. Apart from the convenience of searching for magic power In addition to the relationship with the magic stone, it is also to prevent the battle between witches from causing large-scale damage, all of which require a large amount of God's Stone of Retaliation."

"So you originally planned to build a new holy city on Beipo Mountain?" Roland asked in surprise.

"If the battle of divine will hadn't been defeated so quickly," Agatha sighed, "besides, the wild ridge at the break of the Impassable Mountains is also the same—now you call it the Hermes Plateau, It is the location of the Holy City of the Church."

"And they also continued the title of Holy City," Tilly frowned. "In this way, it is more likely that those people are the successors of the Federation."

It's a good thing they didn't build the Holy City of the Church in the western region, Roland let out a sigh of relief.

"In short, the God Stone itself is almost indestructible. To divide and utilize it, a special solvent must be used," Agatha continued, "The blood of a witch with magical power...or the blood of the devil."

"Blood...blood?" Sylvie couldn't help but widen her eyes.

"That's right, depending on the quality of the sacred stone, more or less blood is needed," she spread her hands. "In the holy city, adult witches are obliged to donate their own blood. Since the blood will lose its magic power soon after leaving the body, so It must be used immediately, and every two or three years, witches with suitable conditions will go to the mine area to donate blood under the assignment of the Federation, and of course all the devils caught will be used for this."

"Have you ever had this experience?" Anna asked.

"Of course," Agatha nodded, "Even the third seat in the federation is no exception."

"What about the evil beasts?" Sylvie said, "Some hybrids also seem to contain magic power."

"Indeed, but their magic power content is very small, and they can only be used to deal with broken sacred stones, and are useless to the original ore veins." Agatha replied, "After the sacred stone is divided, the hardness will decrease sharply as the volume decreases. If it is lowered, the range of influence will also be greatly reduced. For example, the God's Stone of Retaliation, which is convenient to carry around, can be easily smashed with a hammer."

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