Roland sat in a daze at his desk, he did not expect that someone would actually dare to kill him to the castle, if the nightingale had not found out in time, he was afraid that he had been poisoned.

Who is this time?Three sisters, or some other brother?Do you want to be in such a hurry, five years of fighting for the king's order, now only in the past few months, Roland irritatedly patting the table, it is reasonable, can you let yourself spend the winter?

Footsteps sounded outside the door, and the chief knight Carter Lannis pushed the door in, "Your Highness, the dead have been identified, and seven of the eight bodies are members of the original patrol, one of whom is unknown."Two other people who are still alive, one who is a witch... No, after being treated by Miss Pyne, still hasn’t woken up.One has been taken into a dungeon and is being closely guarded.”

The patrol?It was known that the team raised by the former lord could not be trusted, and Roland gnashed his teeth and thought that there were actually eight mutinies among the ten people, and it was indeed the right choice to let this group join the militia.

"That locked up, you remind your hands to keep a close eye, don't let people kill themselves by poisoning like last time!" 」

“Last time... like that?”

"Well, nothing," Roland shook his head, and it seemed that the nighting-laining had been called up in the morning, and even his head was confused. "In short, I want to know everything from his mouth, who is the master, who is in contact, who buys, these are left to you to check."

“Yes, Your Highness,” Carter said, not immediately leaving, but got down on one knee. “This time it is my dereliction of duty to let the assassin diver into the castle, and I hope your Highness will punish you.”

"That's enough, you weren't in the castle, it had nothing to do with you."

Carter hesitated, “can you tell me who stopped the assassination?”I saw from the scene that they . . . the knights snorted, "they all seem to have been killed by the same person, and they have no power to fight back."

“Can you see that?”Roland was curious.

"If the ground is evenly matched, the scene will not be so clean, the wound will be varied," Carter whispered, "all fell in a small warehouse, the earth except blood and corpses, almost did not destroy a placed object, those large boxes stored in the marinated meat, on which even the sword marks were not left."That is to say, the man walked in a small open space without any cover.With all due respect, Your Highness, this is incredible.”

"So it is," Roland nodded, and he understood what the other meant.In theory, when the stronger people are surrounded, they will fall into an extremely unfavorable situation - in real combat, it will not seem to be surrounded as in the movie, and people will still be on the ground one after another.Attacks in the blind zone of vision will be particularly deadly.So with one-to-many, the correct response is to rely on the terrain and environment, so that they always face the enemy head-on.

But the nightinge is not an ordinary person.

“Anyway, do what you have to do first.This man is not yet able to show up, and when the time is right, I will tell you."

Despite the loyalty of the chief knight to himself and the knowledge that Anna and Nanawa were witches, Roland chose to conceal the existence of the Nightingers.Because she is different from the other two witches, she is not on her side, and the reason for staying in the town is just for Anna.Behind her is a witch's help, and sooner or later she will leave here.

Carter turned away with a lost face.

Roland understood his idea, as a sword bearer, and constantly practiced the sword techniques that had been summed up and accumulated over hundreds of years, and took the truth.But when you see a scene that you can't understand, you are bound to doubt yourself - if the sword can be so exquisite, what is it that you are proud of in your ordinary life?

“I thought you’d call me out,” said the Nightinge, still sitting in the corner of her desk, cocking her legs.

“I think so too.Or do you simply settle down here, as my guard, and pay twice as many golden dragons a month, twice as much as Anna, or should you consider it?”Roland began again, "The house with the garden, two days a week, every year with paid leave - er, it means to take a reward while you rest."

To his surprise, this time the other party did not categorically refuse, but smiled, can not say, "I can not leave my partner regardless."

"Then call over, and when winter passes, the border town will be built, and how many people will be able to accommodate it."And . . . witches can walk the streets without discrimination, and no one will see you as evil."

"Wait until you do that," said Nightinge.

Well, Amway still has to look at the product, this kind of thing can only be slow.Roland changed the subject, “Nanava has been sent back safely?”

"Well, she's scared."

The prince sighed, and when he was awakened by the nightingue, it was midnight, and almost did not spit it out after seeing the scene.She explained the story briefly, and Roland ordered her to smuggle Nanawa out.Usually only the little girl who had been healed by the chicken saw a living person full of blood, and immediately fainted.In short, after a chicken flying dog jumped, she healed the patrol leader with tears on her face.

In order not to let his family know, the Nightingei is also responsible for taking her back.

When it was all over, the day was nearing light.

"What do you think of this?"Can you guess what my good brother or sister did?”

The Nightingale shook her head, "They are all patrolmen, and the only exception is not carrying any identification-related evidence, and if it is a bribe, anyone can do it ... but I think it may have nothing to do with your brothers and sisters."

“Why?”

“Because it’s too hard.Once there was a lot of action, but there was an intrusion in the team.After the failure, he did not commit suicide immediately, leaving at least two living mouths.And at that time, their performance was not professional, and they were almost confused with the street.This is not like your brother and sister's style, but more like the planning of a layman.I think that even if I wasn't here, the assassination would not be a chance... Don't forget that Anna is sleeping downstairs."

The Nightingoper took Roland's glass, took a sip of her mouth, and said, "In any case, your knight has gone to the dungeon to ask for a confession, and I bet he will soon get the truth--the fellow is too much inferior than the pieces laid by your sister, and before he knelt down and begged me not to kill him."

“The commander of the seriously wounded patrol ... I seem to have called.”

“Is it?”The Nightingale turned his head, "I think you have to thank him well, and if he hadn't tangled the other guys alone, I wouldn't have found the basement slipping into the rats so quickly."It’s not clear why he did it, but the enemy’s enemy is our friend, right?”

Yes, Roland thought, but the point was not whether he was a friend or an enemy, but what the nightinge said.

“Our” friends.