Chapter 837: Letter to Sleeping Island

Tilly sat upright in front of the desk, writing a secret letter to be sent to Sleeping Island on a small note.

Since it needs to be sent by flying courier, she must make the handwriting as small as possible and express the meaning in the most concise language.

The content is actually not complicated, and it can be summed up in two or three sentences, but for some reason, she couldn't stop the pen in her hand. It was as if an emotion was pulling her, causing her to chatter unconsciously like writing a letter from home—letting her emotions out of control was really a rare thing for her.

But Tilly unexpectedly found that this feeling was not bad.

Since it was not a matter of life and death, she let it go.

The slender ink marks slowly spread on the letter paper, which makes people can't help but give birth to a warm charm.

"Dear Camilla."

"The month of demons is over, and the western region has returned to calm. The Victory Day celebration was very interesting. Remember the hot pot I told you? Roland directly moved this practice to the town square, using four huge Boil an iron pot to make a thick soup, and then throw meat pieces, vegetable leaves, whole chicken and bird's-kiss mushrooms into the soup. The fragrance that wafts out can be smelled even across the Chishui River. He also said that hot pot is a specialty of Neverwinter, Had to taste it."

"Under Roland's instigation, everyone followed suit and put all kinds of food that they brought into the pot. I have to say that with the fresh and thick soup base, no matter what you eat, it tastes good in your mouth. Whether it's municipal There is no difference between government officials, the Witch Union, or ordinary citizens, which was probably impossible to see before. Just seeing this enthusiastic scene, it is hard to imagine that there will be a This joy is all the more precious because of the brutal war that will determine the fate of all peoples.

"I'm writing this to tell you that Neverwinter is indeed an incredible place—I didn't intend to make you let go of your prejudice against nobles, but Roland Wimbledon is not a noble at all. Don't be surprised, I just It’s just confirmed the previous guess. He is just like us. The so-called noble status is just a past, or just a cover-up. So you should also take a look at this new city. Sleeping Island needs to be garrisoned, but I I don’t want you to use this responsibility as a cage to bind yourself.”

"By the way, this time in the evil moon, our witches are no longer just standing by. Roland's main plan to conquer the extreme south is to revolve around Ashes, Andrea and Echo. As for the interesting things that happened in the desert, just I won’t go into details here, but I can talk about it later. I believe that the power of Sleeping Island will become more and more important after the other sisters come over.”

"Writing to the chief steward of Sleeping Island?" At this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind Tilly, and put a glass of sky blue drink in front of her.

"Well," she smiled slightly, knowing without turning her head that the other party was Ashes, "It happened to be about you, do you want to read it?"

"Not yet," Ashes rubbed her shoulders, and said softly, "I still have to prepare today's dinner."

"Then you go, I look forward to your delicious cooking," Tilly said with a smile. Witches usually dined with Roland in the castle living room, so the small kitchen in the residence rarely lit a fire, but the two separated for several months, Ashes wanted to share the dinner with her alone, of course she would not refuse, let alone the other party He also mysteriously claimed that he had obtained a magical condiment from the extreme south.

After she took a sip of the chaotic drink that was as refreshing as an ice spring, she continued to write.

"After chatting so much, let's talk about the business."

"According to the agreement between me and him, the beginning of spring is the time for relocation, and now it's time to act, but my thoughts have not changed. Everything is as expected, or even more perfect, so it's good to implement it according to the plan ——I believe you are fully prepared."

"After the evil month is over, the trade routes in the fjords will soon be busy. It may be difficult to hire enough free ships and sailors for a while. If you encounter such troubles, you can ask Lei Ting for help. He is calling around For adventurers exploring the sea line, ships and people are not a problem. Before the big steel ship Roland built for him is launched, Thunder will stay in the fjords. As long as we contact him, he will definitely help us with this. "

"In addition, don't forget to advertise our location to the lords and merchants of the Fiordlands and tell them that Maleficent will continue to be open to everyone. Don't worry that some witches will be too far away from the fjords after the relocation. Now the Western Shoals The harbor has already been put into use, and Roland plans to build a new port at Cape Endless for supplies, so that ships from Neverwinter can easily reach the fjords."

"And I have a hunch that it won't be long before this route becomes one of the busiest trade routes between the mainland and the islands; crossings across the Channel will become the norm, especially when the remodeled paddle steamers in the port are completed. "

"Please remember, Camilla. Moving to the west does not mean giving up on Sleeping Island. Neverwinter is the front line against the devil, and it is also the most dangerous fortress after the War of God's Will. As a member of mankind, we should try our best to Fulfill your responsibilities and make a contribution to fighting the enemy. But even Roland is not sure of victory. When the western border is captured by the enemy, the only place we can go is the Fiordland Islands."

"Although it is best not to have such a thing happen, no matter what, as long as Sleeping Island is still there, we still have hope."

"take care."

"Tilly Wimbledon."

The fifth princess let out a sigh of relief after finishing writing. Camilla Darry was originally a member of the nobles of the old royal capital, and she was quite clear about the dirty deeds among the nobles, which also made her completely lose confidence in this class. Although she still supports all the decisions she made, the last time the butler had a faint hint of staying on Sleeping Island forever.

But in Tilly's mind, Sleeping Island was important, but it shouldn't be a lonely place. The left-behinds take turns to take the role, and everyone has the opportunity to come to Graycastle and experience the life of a normal person again, which is what she hopes to see. Of course, this letter may not completely relieve Camilla, but as more and more witches know about the West, she believes that the other side will always change their initial views.

Tilly put down the quill, rolled the letter paper into a circle, and tied it tightly with a string.

When Honey was called over, she was startled when she saw five or six paper circles on the table.

"Are they all sent to Sleeping Island?" she asked.

"Well, and all of them have to be delivered to Camilla," Tilly nodded, "...Is it too much?"

"It doesn't matter, since it's a letter from Her Majesty Tilly, it must be delivered no matter what!" Mi Tang patted her chest, "I'll go and catch you two big seabirds right now, let alone a secret letter, even a honeydew Grilled fish can also be delivered!"

Seeing the little girl hopping and running out of the room, the fifth princess couldn't help walking to the window and looking towards the Fiordland Islands.

Before long, the witches who were forced to leave their homeland will set foot on this land again.

Starting from Neverwinter, everything about them will be rewritten.

By then, the western region will be many times more lively than it is now.

She was looking forward to that day with all her heart.