Chapter 292 Determination

Roland's eyes widened, "Use the dead—"

"No," the other party interrupted, "just like the devil's blood, it must be fresh."

He heard Nightingale gasp behind him.

"This is the top secret of the Quest Association. Not long after the experiment started, I left the Holy City Stone Tower. The only thing I know is that they used the blood of old and weak witches, mixed it with the God's Stone of Retaliation, and injected it into mortals, so that The body of a mortal has changed." Agatha's voice was a little heavy, "Judging from the notebook you found, this research should have been a success."

"How much blood do you want?"

"More than half," the witch's answer made Roland's heart sink, "and the blood must come from the same person, otherwise the magic power contained in it will conflict with each other and the effectiveness will be greatly reduced." She paused, "You guessed right, every In one experiment, a witch will die, and it is difficult for mortals to survive the erosion of magical blood after their strength is weakened. At the beginning, no one could survive, and many members raised objections to this, thinking that mortals could not survive at all. It is possible to obtain magic power. If it is not for the insistence of chief Akalis, this plan may not be able to be implemented to the end."

"But now the church has a large number of God's Punishment Army... According to Tilly's information, the number of God's Punishment Warriors may be around 500 to 1,000." Roland frowned.

"Assuming that the success in the notes refers to increasing the conversion rate to 100%, it also means that at least half of the witches died, and I don't think that group of people can gather such a large number of old witches."

So the church captures witches and raises witches in order to drain their blood and use them to create powerful extraordinary warriors? Roland felt the hand on his shoulder tightened involuntarily. Damn it, hundreds of witches with all kinds of strange powers just died worthlessly in the Holy City of Hermes, and they had to be carried on their backs. The name of the fallen, cast aside by the world - such a ignorant organization must be destroyed, even if their original intention is to fight against the devil.

"Don't worry, I will stop them," Roland said word by word.

After Agatha left, Nightingale came out of the mist and appeared in front of him. She gritted her teeth and said, "I didn't expect God's Punishment Army to come like this! If the church is really transformed from the Federation, then their leader must be a lunatic!"

"Indeed," he sighed, "In this way, it makes sense for the church to adopt female orphans and abandoned babies in various places. They are just collecting materials for making an army. Perhaps it is also a plan to slander witches as minions of the devil." Part of it—to justify the disposal of witches."

"..." Nightingale didn't answer, but her face was already full of anger.

Roland grabbed her hand with some worry, "You don't intend to..."

"Going to trouble the church alone?" She shook her head. "I wouldn't be that stupid. If they were really able to be overthrown by a witch, someone would have already done so."

The prince heaved a sigh of relief, "The ultimate purpose of the church to create the God's Punishment Army is to strengthen its own strength, so if there are any witches with extraordinary abilities among the raised witches, they will definitely not be wasted on blood supply...Facing these witches who are loyal to the church, Even escaping into the mist can't guarantee safety. When the war with the Church starts, it is safe to follow the firepower of the First Army. No matter what the enemy is, it makes no difference in front of bullets." He paused, "I I said that in the future new world, witches will live a normal life without barriers like ordinary people."

"Well," Nightingale replied in a low voice, and pressed her forehead against Roland's head, "I believe you can do all of this."

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After Wendy sent the blank paper back to the Witch Tower, she returned to the Lord's Castle contentedly.

Recently, she feels that her life is very fulfilling. Although her previous life was quite comfortable, she still feels that something is missing. Now she has a very cute little girl by her side who is full of admiration for her. There is nothing better than this. It's something that makes people happy.

Now that winter has arrived, as the time of year when witches are most likely to awaken, there may be more newcomers joining the big family of the Witch Union in the next few months, and there will be more and more children who need her care. Thinking about it makes me look forward to it.

Wendy hummed softly the tune she heard from His Highness, and pushed open the bedroom door, she couldn't help but be taken aback by the scene in front of her.

God, what did I see? Nightingale was actually sitting at the desk, flipping through the "Theoretical Basis of Natural Science"!

Did she quarrel with His Royal Highness Roland?

"Ahem," Wendy coughed twice, "I'm back."

The other party nodded, but did not answer. Seen from the side, she looked very downcast, almost as if she had pain written all over her face.

It seems so.

Wendy stepped forward, patted her on the shoulder, and comforted her softly, "This is how relationships are. Sometimes there will always be disputes. In fact, it's nothing in retrospect. Just sleep and it will be fine."

"What are you talking about?" Nightingale frowned.

"You and Your Highness...the quarrel is only temporary, you don't have to take it to heart."

"Why should I quarrel with him?" she asked while holding her forehead.

"Uh... no?" Wendy was taken aback, "Then why did you suddenly want to study?"

Nightingale let out a long breath, and repeated the God's Punishment Army experiment revealed by Agatha, "I just feel that I need to become stronger so that I can do more in the battle to overthrow the church in the future."

"So that's what happened." Wendy nodded solemnly after hearing this, "I didn't expect that the purpose of their building the monastery was for the witch's blood... If Ashes hadn't suddenly awakened as an extraordinary person, attracting all the guards' attention If not, I'm afraid I have become one of the corpses."

What Nightingale said was right, perhaps the environment in the castle was too comfortable, and she completely relaxed herself. She suddenly realized that the enemy was still close at hand, whether it was the church or the devil, the threat had not been completely eliminated, but she had not made progress for a long time. Although the magic power is growing slowly, the fighting skills and wind-making ability are not much different from those of the Mutual Aid Society, and evolution is out of the question.

Compared with those sisters who study hard, such as Mystery Moon, Hummingbird and Echo, I seem to be too lazy. Even though they are older seniors, the seal of divine will cannot even light up two magic stones. If this continues, I am afraid that they are not qualified to stand in front of them as seniors.

"You're right, I have to work hard." Wendy took a deep breath, and she decided that from now on, like other witches, she would spend an hour every night learning about His Highness before going to sleep.

After going to the bathroom to wash up quickly, when she returned to the room again, she found that Nightingale had already fallen asleep on the desk.

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