Chapter 740: A Beautiful Night

After night fell, Wendy came to the door of Scroll's bedroom.

She stretched out her hand, and was hesitating whether to knock on the door, when the door was opened, and the scroll was standing behind the door.

"I knew you'd come to me," the other smiled, "because I wanted to talk to you too—just like in the old days."

The scroll obviously took a shower early, and the wet long hair was not coiled up as usual, but fell casually on his shoulders. In order to prevent the nightgown from getting wet, she also put a towel on her shoulders. The tip covered her forehead, and also blocked the wrinkles left by those years, and the increasingly comfortable life made her skin plump and plump. At first glance, she seemed to be much younger.

The only thing that hasn't changed is her pair of wise eyes that belong to the elders.

Wendy couldn't help raising the corners of her mouth, "In your room, or mine?"

"It's yours, the nightingale will come back later than the leaves."

"OK."

"Chaos drink is up to you."

"Eh!"

"Of course, whoever brings it up first will be responsible for the drinks. It's an old rule."

"That's why you're waiting for me at the door?"

"That's right, patience is a very important thing. This is also one of my life experiences. Have you learned it now?"

"All right……"

The two returned to the bedroom, cleaned up the desk, Wendy took out two cups and a bottle of Chaos Drink from the drawer, and filled the cups. Under the reflection of the magic stone, the orange-red liquid reflected a flame-like luster.

"You actually got this?" Shujuan took a sip, "It's really lucky, drinking it in winter is not much worse than fire dragon wine..."

"So you made it," Wendy spread her hands.

"Don't say that, we are all thanks to Miss Evelyn."

Regarding this variety of beverages, the way His Majesty distributes them to the members of the Witch Union is also quite interesting. Every month, everyone has the opportunity to draw a bottle from the Chaos Drink made by Evelyn—since the answer can only be revealed before the answer is revealed. See the number, so no one knows which flavor of drink they will receive.

Therefore, exchanging after the event, or eating and drinking became an important part of the day. For some reason, Maggie always got the most popular drink, which made everyone think that Evelyn had leaked it to her.

The two slowly tasted the heart-warming fiery sweet drink, while listening to the cold wind whistling outside the window. Compared with the interior filled with heating, this feeling will undoubtedly make people feel intoxicated. They rarely speak, and sometimes they can understand each other's thoughts just by looking at each other.

In fact, Wendy didn't have any specific words to say, she just felt happy from the bottom of her heart. Even now that she closes her eyes, the words of Roland Wimbledon will still appear in her mind.

"There can only be one leader, and that is me."

Before that, although she felt that His Majesty was extremely approachable, she was also worried that he would hesitate on some key issues, or show weakness that was not suitable for a king. Now it seems that he is even better than I expected, and judging from His Majesty's tone and expression when negotiating, the experience of the past two years has made him more stable, and he has the momentum to say what he says.

What made Wendy even more incredible was that even though Roland became more mature in his position as a superior, his attitude towards witches and ordinary people remained the same. It was as if it was an instinct of his. Compared with the former, this was the most incredible point, especially for a royal nobleman.

She knew that Scroll also felt this change, so she waited for her at the door.

This is also a habit handed down from the time of the Mutual Aid Association. When they encounter something good and want to share it, Wendy, Shujuan, and Hakala will always get together, drink a few cups of low-quality ale, and talk for a whole night . Later, the conditions became more and more difficult, and when it was impossible to drink wine often, it was replaced by wild fruit soaked in water.

It's a pity that Hakara drifted away from them later, and the good things that could be shared or the beautiful plans for the future gradually turned into worries and confusions. In the end, only Wendy and Scroll were left to encourage and support each other—as sisters The two eldest among them are also the founders of the Mutual Aid Society. Once they fall, everyone will lose confidence in finding the holy mountain. During that period of extremely difficult days, the two of them walked all the way.

But at this moment, it seems that the past reappears.

"By the way," Wendy drank the drink in the cup in one gulp, and let out a long breath of steam, "After the meeting, I will hand over the test results of the Wolfheart Witch to His Majesty."

"Oh? What kind of abilities do they have?" Scroll leaned on the bench and replied relaxedly.

Wendy gave a general account of the abilities of the four of them, and deliberately left off when talking about Broken Sword, "Who do you think he arranged Broken Sword for?"

"Well, it should be Nightingale or Ashes...they are the only two who can wield the full power of the Broken Sword." Scroll thought for a moment, "Although Anna and Ye Zi's magic power is powerful, they are not suitable for fighting the enemy head-on. More or less—there aren't many real battle witches in the Witch League."

"My thoughts are the same as yours, but His Majesty doesn't think so," Wendy showed a soft smile, "He didn't assign Broken Sword to anyone."

Shujuan was slightly taken aback, "Why?"

"Because he said that weapons generally have to be carried with you, which is equivalent to imprisoning the freedom of Broken Sword in disguise. Moreover, the enemy cannot always arrive during working hours, and sword energy is not necessarily more powerful than guns, so instead of becoming a weapon , it’s better to test the superimposed effect with each witch, and then determine whether the work is interesting or not.”

"Arranged...in order of interest?"

"Well, these are His Majesty's original words."

Rather than considering the role of the witch in terms of utility, he cared about the other party's feelings first, which was probably why Nightingale chose to support him unreservedly.

Looking back now, fortunately they finally believed in Nightingale's judgment.

Thinking of this, Wendy grinned involuntarily. She filled up her cup and held it up to the scroll, "May we find a good king."

The latter smiled and raised his glass to lightly touch her, "Well, respect the holy mountain."

"Ah...it's empty," Wendy wanted to continue pouring after drinking this, only to find that a bottle of Chaos Drink had been completely drained by the two of them.

"Shall I go back and get my bottle?" Scroll also seemed a little unsatisfied.

"No, since it's an old rule, you have to abide by it," she waved her hand, and took out a new bottle of drink from the other drawer, "But next time, I won't knock on the door so quickly."

"Wait, this is...Nightingale's?"

"Oh, she won't mind."

The two toasted again, on this warm and wonderful night.

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