Three days later, in the garden.

“Sister Anna...” Nana Vara took Laanna’s cuff.

“Huh?”The latter turned his head.

"Do you think, Sister Nightinge... she's a little strange?"

“Strange?”Anna paused, “Are you talking about her clothes?”

The Nightingale stood beside Roland, not wearing the strange robe that never saw washing, but like herself, wearing the strange costume invented by His Royal Highness the Prince.Although Anna did not want to admit it, the other person's tall figure reflected the advantages of the suit - the right legs, the slender waist, and the long curly hair.With a mantle and a spire, anyone will be the first to gather their eyes on her.

"It's not clothes," Nanawa muttered, "don't you think that the tone of her speech to Her Royal Highness, and the look in the eyes of His Royal Highness, have become different from before?"

“Is there?”

Nanawa said, "Well, sister Anna, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Inexplicably, Anna shook her head, ignoring her, and instead focused on the other two new witches.

The man named Lightning looked the size of Nanawa, but dressed exceptionally differently.Anna roughly counted, and she sewed at least twelve pockets on her rag-like coat.ㄨ

As for the other witch Wendy, she did not wear the same patterned robe as the nighting-old, but the ordinary woman's dress.But a little of Anna's special concern, that is, the other side's chest ... is too grand.

"Since you have all agreed to sign the contract, we will do our first training," Roland, who had the training experience of the first two witches, was now more than enough. "Lightning, you come first."

“Oh!”The lightning raised his hand and walked out of the shed.

There was little snow outside, no wind, and the little girl floated easily to mid-air, waiting for Roland's next command.

Try your fastest flight!Roland raised his head and shouted.

“Hey, look at me,” she said, thumbing a thumbs up, making a start-up position, and quickly turning around the castle.

Roland observed the speed, about 60 to 80 kilometers per hour, which is based on his experience of running high speed back home every year.In terms of flight alone, this speed is not fast, similar to ordinary pigeons.But it was an exaggeration to hear that she was able to fly with the Nightingale and Wendy on her way home.

What is the concept of 100 kg take-off?Roland's mind came to the surface of a piston machine with a hundred kilograms of missiles...

But the next experiment shattered his good fantasy.ㄨ

When the weight exceeds 50 kilograms (about 110 pounds), the flight altitude of lightning drops sharply, from more than 100 meters before it will suddenly reach about ten meters, and after changing to a load of nearly 100 pounds, she can almost only fly two meters.

That is to say, if you want to turn the lightning into a bomber, even if it is a few kilograms of explosives, she will enter the range of the other party because of altitude problems.

But Roland soon thought of the little girl's new use - whether it was reconnaissance or shelling, she was a perfect choice.The plan that had been bothering him before, now seems to have a glimmer of light.

While the prince tests the power of lightning, Wendy quietly looks at him.

After leaving the monastery, in her fifteen years of wandering, she had seen many people, civilians, farmers, craftsmen, soldiers, and nobles.They are always like a mold, when they do not know that they are witches, they exude a desire and love, but once they know their witch identity, their desire and love will instantly turn into fear and hatred, and there is an evil desire that makes Wendy almost want to vomit.

She thought that she would only be with witches in her life, and could never come close to any man.That’s why she’s going to reject the Nightingale... not out of distrust, but out of inner fear.

But Roland Wimbledon changed her mind.

He saw that his eyes were too ordinary—as he had seen many times, when she first met Roland in the Nightingale’s room, she thought the other was so well hidden, plus the nightingale by the side.Over the next few days, his face remained as usual.

Is it because the prince's eyes are much higher than that of the general nobles?

And that volume of contract, Wendy thought it was just a form.But when she began to read, she found that it was densely packed with provisions, not only stipulated responsibilities, but also stated her rights.

This is incredible!The inclusion of witches under their command, even if they are not deprived of their liberty, even if they are very generous, are they still in the contract to inform themselves of their rights?

For example, Article 2.1 (the first time Wendy saw such a writing style), she could have paid leave, as interpreted in the words below, which means that she could take the money and not work.Next, the witch should complete the experimental project arranged by the employer, but when some of the projects the witch feels that it is difficult to complete or produce discomfort, they can make a change or reject the application.The employer shall provide and guarantee the safety of the witch, the accommodation, the food and the remuneration, and the witch may unilaterally suspend the contract when that part of the conditions are not met.

The terms read somewhat out of a way, but the meaning is clear that the witch who signs the contract is not the personal property of the prince, and she also has the right to equal responsibility.In this contract, she felt the sincerity of the other party - if only for the sake of form, there is no need to list the treaty so in detail.

Thinking of this, Wendy looked involuntarily at the Nightinge, and she was well aware of the other's experience, and of her disgust with the nobles from the bottom of her heart.At this moment, when the Nightinge was talking to Roland, there were many different emotions in the tone and expression - this change is probably not clear to her.

Leaving the army alone for only two months, only two months to get along, the nightinge completely trusted the man.

From the fact that she would rather sever her ties with the Co-Assistance Association and return to the border town, in her heart, she was afraid that Her Royal Highness Roland Wimbledon would have more hope of bringing the witch a real home.The master's approach is also sad, and the co-helper seems to have forgotten how difficult it is for any surviving sister.

Wendy knew she couldn’t go back.Since fate has been brought here, why do you no longer believe in the choice of a nightinge?As I have believed in her many times in the past—

“Wendy?”

“Ah...” Wendy turned back to God and found that the power of lightning had been tested, and everyone was watching themselves.

She smiled and walked outside.

If you make a decision, you can’t lose to your next generation, right?

At this moment, the horn's hue came again to the west, and the sound echoed in the mountains, breaking the tranquility of the town.