Chapter 598 Burial

?The next day, Roland told Tilly and the others the news.

"She actually gave the witch to those shameless nobles as a reward?" Before the fifth princess could speak, Ashes yelled impatiently. If Andrea hadn't stopped her, she would have gone straight to the dungeon.

"Miss Nightingale has confirmed it?" Tilly asked calmly.

"It was just a few words of probing, and she recruited everything." Roland recounted what happened in the prison in detail. "I didn't think I would get the result so soon. She is more fragile than I thought." According to his assumption, yesterday's interrogation was just routine intimidation, and he didn't intend to ask anything. If the other party insisted, the follow-up interrogation would be the main meal. It was also because of this that he did not unlock Hetty's chain of divine punishment, and Hetty did not know that Nightingale's ability to detect lies was not judged by sound, but by observing magic power.

"I see," Tilly nodded, "Thank you for doing this for me."

"I'm your brother, so you don't have to be so polite," Roland took the opportunity to make connections, "Besides, Hetty Morgan is also a witch of Sleeping Island, and it should be handed over to you."

"I understand..." Tilly was silent for a while, "If this happened in Neverwinter, what would you do?"

Roland stared into her jewel-like eyes, and saw a little sadness and regret in the gray pupils, but more of it was wordless anger.

She has made a decision.

"I will be like you too." Roland comforted.

These words are equivalent to a death sentence for Hetty Morgan.

Tilly didn't hesitate any longer, she leaned into Ashes' ear and whispered a few instructions, Ashes nodded, turned and left the office.

"Then I shall take my leave, brother."

It could be seen that Tilly was in a very depressed mood, and Roland couldn't say anything at this time. Just as he was about to get up and send her back to the Witch's Building, an excited scream suddenly sounded from behind—it was from the listening magic in Nightingale's arms. Stone came out.

"Here is lightning, repeat, here is lightning, Axia has already found the time when the accident happened!"

The little girl's words stunned everyone present.

"Uh, what did she see?" Roland asked.

"Huge mouth, tentacles, two monsters, I don't know how to describe it," Lightning's voice sounded extremely excited, "This is simply an unprecedented discovery, my God...Your Majesty, you'd better come and see for yourself!"

"This is..." Tilly wondered.

"They are exploring the devil's camp behind the snow-capped mountains. The red mist there dissipated without a trace a week ago," Roland explained briefly, "I wanted to tell you these things today, but..."

"I almost forgot about the devil," Tilly took a deep breath, "but you can tell me more details on the way."

"On the way?" Roland was slightly taken aback.

"Can't I go with you?" She blinked.

As expected of the fifth princess who has been very strong since she was a child, when encountering critical events, she can immediately adjust her mentality and leave her personal emotions behind, which is an essential quality for a ruler. Roland secretly felt that in this regard, her talent was far better than his own.

And if Tilly is brought along, it means that Ashes and Andrea will also accompany her, and the safety factor will be greatly increased, so there is absolutely no reason not to agree.

"No, of course it's fine," he responded with a nod.

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Hetty leaned against the cage, waiting for Roland to take her out of here.

Bloodfang would be completely finished, and Tilly would definitely not allow herself to return to Sleeping Island, but as far as the Morgan royal family was concerned, she had found a new path to restoration.

That is to rely on the secular power of the Kingdom of Graycastle to help him regain the throne.

Compared with the other party's promise, Hetty believed more in the reward he offered—maybe he just couldn't agree directly because of his relationship with Tilly, and insisted on asking the whereabouts of those witches to give Sleeping Island an explanation.

She firmly believes that no nobleman can turn a blind eye to such a big temptation—half of the fertile land of Wolfheart will bring him unimaginable wealth and prestige, and his name will be engraved in the history books and passed down forever .

As for myself? Maybe she will be reviled by the nobles of later generations, but she doesn't care, as long as she can become the king of wolf heart, everything can be abandoned.

Only then can she officially launch her revenge.

To take revenge on the nobles who betrayed her and her father.

She vowed to hang those traitors one by one and hang them at the city gate to announce to everyone that this was the fate of those who framed Duke Morgan.

Suddenly, the iron door of the basement was pushed open, and the sound of creaking friction was particularly loud in the silent dungeon.

Hetty immediately got up and leaned against the railing to look at the end of the passage.

However, what appeared in her field of vision was not Roland Wimbledon, but the face of ashes sinking like water.

She suddenly felt a chill rising from the soles of her feet.

"You, what are you doing here, where is His Majesty Roland?"

"You should be well aware of the purpose of my coming here," Ashes walked to the edge of the cage step by step—the other party took a step in and out, and Hetty took a step back, but soon, she had no way to go back, " This is the day you should have expected when you delivered innocent witches into the hands of nobles."

"No!" Hetty exclaimed, "His Majesty Roland promised not to think about it anymore, and he has forgiven me. You are disobeying the king's order! Where is he? I want to see him!"

Ashes grasped the iron railing with both hands, broke it open abruptly, and bent down to walk into the prison, "Those witches came here with longing, hoping to find the shelter of the forerunners in the Bloodfang Society, hoping to catch them without the church. Sleeping peacefully under the circumstances, hoping not to worry about what to eat every day, but you failed them. Not only that, but also sent them to hell with your own hands. The witches escaped the siege of the church, but were Even if Roland will forgive you for being harmed by my own kind, I can't pretend that nothing happened."

This guy... Could it be that he overheard his conversation with His Majesty Roland? Or did he tell Tilly and the others about these things? Hetty frightenedly rubbed the God's Chain of Retaliation around her neck, but it was completely wrapped by the iron ring, and it was impossible to remove it with just fingers.

"Let me help you," Ashes approached the wall, reached out and grabbed her neck, and lifted her up.

Under the huge grip, the iron ring began to tighten inward, and Hetty soon felt it was difficult to breathe—her body twisted like a dehydrated fish, her feet pedaled to find a fulcrum, but all attempts were in vain; Gradually blurred, Ashes' figure also became erratic.

why is this...

She doesn't want to die here, she is the only heir to the throne, the future King of Wolfheart...

The Tusk Throne seemed to be moving away from her, and the mocking laughter of the nobles returned to her ears.

With a click, the iron ring embedded into the soft neck, and Hetty's struggle stopped.