Chapter 631 Past and Present Promises
After listening to Isabella's description of the soul battlefield, Nightingale's heart gradually sank to the bottom, "You mean, you don't know how to wake up His Majesty from his lethargy?"
She shook her head, "There is no precedent for this kind of result, and I really can't solve it... However, when Zero devoured Garcia, she was in a trance for a while. She explained at the time that she found something interesting in the other party's memory, so It took a lot of effort. And Zero's life is more complicated than anyone else's. I guess it will take even longer for Roland to accept this part of the memory. But as long as he is still alive, he should wake up naturally. "
Nightingale couldn't judge whether these contents were true or not, she could only judge that the other party was not lying - at least these speculations were from the bottom of the heart of the pure ones.
But she also knew that the situation was not optimistic at all.
The memory of serving the church for more than 200 years, or His Majesty's 20 years of princely career, which one will become the dominant one? Will Roland get lost in the complicated memories and never wake up?
Taking a step back, if he really accepted all of Zero's memories and then woke up, would he still be that Roland Wimbledon, the fourth prince of Graycastle... and the person she longed for?
The rush of thoughts made Nightingale almost unable to control her state of mind.
At this moment, she also understood why Wendy wanted Agatha to come with her.
"Talk about the church," Agatha said after pondering for a moment, "How much do you know about the predecessor of the church—the Federation?"
"Zero understands, I basically know," Isabella replied cooperatively, "Are you still doubting the contents of those letters? Anyone can enter the library and read the history that was covered up four hundred years ago, and the records on the witch empire and the devil in the letter are all true."
"If it's just the news in the letter, it's of little value to us." Agatha smiled slightly, "The Witch Empire is history to you, but to me, it's a part of life. I am the witch of the Federation."
This time it was Isabella's turn to be surprised, "What did you... say?"
"I come from the holy city of Taquila more than 400 years ago, and I witnessed the destruction of the holy city. Demons are not a rare thing, they still occupy most of the land in the Dawn Territory, in the Hidden Forest west of Graycastle There is a devil's camp at the end of the Chishui River, and Roland has already fought against them."
The pure one froze in place, speechless for a while.
"It's a matter of time before we start a war with the devil. We all know that the battle of God's will is coming. If the church hadn't been pressing every step of the way, Roland would not have chosen to use a decisive battle at this time to relieve the trouble." Agatha paused. Dun, "What I want to know is, how did the federation turn into a church?"
"This..." It took a while for Isabella to come back to her senses, "It is mentioned in the history books that during the escape, a civil war broke out in the Federation, and the location is located on the northwest side of the Impassable Mountain Range. The cause Without going into details, I only know that the Federation has split into two factions since then. One faction is dominated by the Taquila witches, who entered the maze ruins in the mountains, and the other is the Fallen Star City witches. They inherited the will of Lord Akaris and continued to go north , settled down under the Hermes Plateau, and became the current church."
"Civil war on the way to escape?" Agatha frowned, "This is simply suicide."
"The writers of the history books also think so. The Federation suffered heavy losses in the civil war. Not only did it lose two superhuman beings, but it was also completely out of touch with the migration team composed of mortals. They fled everywhere." Isabella sighed, "As for the subsequent battle of faith, it was just to hunt and kill those non-combat witches who did not belong to Fallen Star City - only in this way can the church thoroughly understand the history of the past. bury."
"The purpose of burying the past is to facilitate the wanton hunting of witches, so as to create a mindless God's Punishment Army?" Nightingale said coldly, "You are all crazy."
"If it weren't for this civil war, the Four Kingdoms would not have escaped the control of the Federation from the very beginning, and the number of God's Punishment Army would be far more than that," Isabella said calmly, "Of course, now Roland Wimb Don already has a better way, so the Holy City of Hermes naturally doesn’t need to exist.”
"You don't have much nostalgia for the church," Nightingale sneered.
"As long as I can defeat the devil, I don't care who is in charge of the mainland. This is also the original intention of the Federation." She closed her eyes, "Although Zero is very crazy, she has more beliefs than most people in fighting the devil." You must be firm, which is why I chose to help her once."
Hearing this, Nightingale couldn't help but pulled out her dagger.
"If Roland can wake up by killing her, I will never stop you," Agatha said softly.
After a while, she resentfully put the dagger back into its sheath.
"By the way, there is one more thing I have to tell you," Isabella said suddenly just as the two were about to leave, "Although Zero allows the pure to enter the temple to read books in the library, the top floor No one is allowed to go to the God’s prayer room, not even approaching it. She only told me that standing there, she can face the gods directly.”
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Walking out of the "imprisonment room", Nightingale slammed down on the wall, "...Damn it! In the end, we still couldn't find a way to wake up His Majesty!"
"Everything we can do has been done, and we can only continue to wait," Agatha comforted, "Anyway, let's report the news we got to everyone first."
"She'll pay for it, I promise!"
"As long as we don't kill her, she's still very useful to us...whether it's dealing with the Holy City or exploring the secrets of the Divine Stone."
Soon, the witches gathered outside the bedroom and began to listen to Agatha recounting the information about the Pure One, but Nightingale's mind was no longer here.
She quietly retreated to a corner, spread the mist, and penetrated into Roland's bedroom.
Apart from her, Anna was the only one left in the quiet room.
Nightingale walked slowly to the bed and saw Anna was holding Roland's right hand and whispering something.
Only when she held her breath could she hear the other party's almost whispering whispers.
"Remember what I told you..."
"If you die, I will take those who are willing to follow you to Sleeping Island and fight the Church to the end."
"But you're still alive."
"Just sleeping soundly."
"So I'm going to keep waiting."
"Whether it's a day or a year, even if it's a lifetime, as long as you are breathing, I will always be by your side."
"Relax and sleep peacefully."
"I'll take care of you."
Nightingale felt her heart constrict suddenly, the heart-wrenching feeling was even more unbearable than the physical trauma, she bent down uncontrollably, and tightly clutched her chest.
A warm current blurred her eyes.