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Chapter 21:What You Wish For

When the nightingale had finished speaking, the room was silent again, and only the occasional crackling of candles burning.

Roland looked serious, and he finally got a general understanding of the group of witches.

Most of the witch’s awakenings take place in the month of demons, the day when the gates of hell are opened.Generally speaking, adulthood is a dividing line between witches, and women who have not awakened after the age of 18 are basically no longer able to become witches, and those who wake up before the age of 18 will suffer the pain of evil phages every year on the day of awakening.

This kind of pain is unimaginable to ordinary people, the nightingale said this part of the sound with a vibrato, according to her personal experience, it is like something want to break out of the body, every blood vessel and tendon are painful, and finally the skin will seep out of blood, the eyes will protrude from the eyes...

If you can survive, the body will slowly recover after four or five days of rest, but if you can't persist, you will die in this torture, and the death will be terrible.

The Nightingale had witnessed the death of several companions, and their bodies had lost their ability to support and become a bulging ball of flesh.Blood and water are mixed with the internal organs spewing out of the holes in the body, and the air will turn into a black fog.Finally, when all that can be sprayed is sprayed, only a layer of black skin is left on the ground.

This is evidence that witches are seen as demonic incarnations.

Ordinary people see this scene is scary, who will care about the real cause of death?In addition to the promotion of the church, claiming that believing in the devil is the end of this, over time, the witch has become the spokesman of evil.

Regardless of what the outsiders think, this torture is real, and the fact that witches are generally short-lived is for this reason.The more difficult it is to get back, and many people choose to end their lives.

The demon phage of the eighteen-year-old is the most difficult level to pass, in fact, the magic that the witch has acquired before is not complete, and this power will only be stabilized in adulthood.The solid magic is a big improvement over the past, and even new branching capabilities are derived.

Unfortunately, the process of stability is extremely painful, the magic of the phage is stronger than the limit that ordinary people can bear, and many witches will die on the day of adulthood.

Roland was silent for a long time after listening to it, before he asked in a low voice, "Is it true that the ancient book records that witches can obtain eternal peace on the holy mountain and that they no longer have to suffer the torture of the devil's phages?"

“No one knows, because the Holy Mountain only appears in legends.However, taking them to the camp for help will be more likely to survive.If a witch does not have to hide herself and live freely, the power of the body will be much weaker than before.”

Roland was confused for a while, and his plan was inseparable from the help of Anna and Nanawa, but because his plan was to put them at great risk, he couldn't bear it.Finally he said, "Anna is downstairs, I'll call her over, if she wants, take her away."Nana, I'll have to see her tomorrow."

"Thank you for your understanding, I did not read you wrong," the Nightingale rose to greet.

Anna was still not asleep at this time, and when Roland went to call her, she was lying on the table to copy something.When she saw Roland, she looked a little surprised.When she heard that she was going to the prince's room, Anna did not ask any more questions, and obediently followed upstairs.

When she entered the room and found a person inside, the girl was really startled.Roland took her hand and gave a brief introduction, and the three sat down around a round table.The Nightingale repeated what had been said, “...and in the camp there are many people like you, who are your companions.”

"Presumably that's the case, Miss Anna, that although I have entered into a contract of employment with you, I must respect your opinion in circumstances that may endanger your life.If you promise—”

"I'm not leaving."

Roland stood still, “What do you say—”

"I said I'm not leaving," Anna quickly interrupted Roland, "I'm going to stay here."

"Anna, I'm not lying to you," said Nightingeon, frowned, "I can feel the surging magic in you, which is nearing maturity."Two months from now, the month of the devil will be your adult day, and you will be safe one day earlier."

She ignored each other, but turned her head and looked at Roland.

“Your Highness, do you remember asking me if you wanted to go back to Mr. Carr’s school and study with the other children?”

Roland nodded his head.

"I didn't answer at the time, and what you said later... I don't care what you live like a normal person," Anna's voice was calm and natural. "I just want to stay by your Highness's side, that's all."

Roland thought he had read Anna's psychology, but now he realized that he didn't understand at all.

In the other person’s eyes, he couldn’t read any emotion.Not dependent, not admiration, nothing to see... only deep and bottomless tranquility.

He remembered the scene when he first met, and it was so open-minded.

The difference is that at this moment, her face is full of life, like a buds of buds.She was not afraid of death, but she was no longer expecting it.

"The devil will not kill me," said Anna, "and I will overcome it."

The Nightingale closed her eyes and took a deep breath, "Well, I know."

“Are you going to leave alone?”Roland asked.

"No, I'll stay here," she said, pulling up her hood and getting up, "and the camp will not move before the end of the demonic month."

“Why?”Roland was surprised, did she have to watch herself all winter?

"I think that a chick who has not experienced an adult will not understand its danger.I struggled on the brink of death several times, and witnessed the passing of my companions, and when that day came, I could help her at any rate.If ...” The Nightingale shrugged, “If she doesn’t survive, I’ll have experience with the after-care.”

She went to the door, pulled out the dagger, and curtled again to Roland, "Then, farewell."With that, her body gradually disappeared into the darkness, leaving no trace like a mist.

Is this the capacity of the nightinge?Roland was thoughtful, silent, and a silent stealth, who was simply a born assassin.And from that hand throw dagger, she definitely received training in related aspects.Is the witch's help developing its own power in addition to receiving the same kind?Or did she master these skills before she was recruited to the co-assistance?

There was so little information about the organization that Roland could not find any useful information in his memory, but he had a hunch that he would meet the organization again, as long as he insisted on following the path of witch planting.

“It’s not too late, go back to sleep,” Roland said, patting the girl’s head.

To his surprise, Anna opened his hand and walked out of the room without a word.

The door was closed, the lights were cut off behind her, and the shadows covered her.She leaned gently on the door panel, and before the lake-like eyes were no longer calm.

She raised her head, put her arms in front of her face, and finally whispered in a few unheard voices.

“...stupid.”

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