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Chapter 347:Doubt

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“How?”Roland put down the pen in his hand and looked up at the Nightinge that had quietly appeared in the office.

"She's asleep, she's just ate a bowl of porridge, and her appetite is good," she said, walking to the table and sitting back to her old position. "Now it's Silvey watching her."

“Well, that’s fine.”

“Do you believe what she said?”The Nightings asked.

“Anyway, the stone of divine punishment was taken down, and when you ask tomorrow, you can tell if she’s lying, but...” Roland paused for a moment.

“Why?”She is curious.

“Have you ever found that a man four hundred years ago spoke the same language and the same language as us?”The prince, holding his chin, said, "It is perfectly true that it is almost impossible for two regions, one of the desperate mountains, to be in the same place, unless the two places themselves are of the same origin and very close to each other."

“But she called the four kingdoms the wilderness.”

“That’s the point... I don’t know what it was like to be here more than four hundred years ago, maybe just a few villages, and some criminals who were banished from the witch world.”The history books of the kingdom also record that the great cities were generally established between two hundred and three hundred years old, and that the astrologers came from that era.”He said, “I’ve always wondered why the astrologers, who have no results or research results, can call them ‘sages’, and I now understand that the Federation has led the survivors to the periphery, bringing their language and civilization with them.”These people are integrated among the locals and helped them build regimes, forts and cities.”

"You seem to see it with your own eyes."The nightinge laughed and shook her head.

“Only in this way can we explain why we speak the same language as her,” Roland said seriously, “because we are of the same origin.”And in these four hundred years, civilization has been under reconstruction, without the slightest development.”

“Well,” she said, “you’ll know the answer tomorrow anyway.”If you’re wrong, give me a “luxury lunch.”

The so-called luxury lunch is actually a combination of corn soup, roast chicken legs and ice cream bread, which is only made once a week in the kitchen.

“You guessed wrong?”

“Anything you want,” the Nightingue crooked head, half squinting.Her cheeks and her smooth neck were connected to a perfect curve, and it seemed particularly moving.With full face, no matter what action is tempting others, Roland has finally verified the correctness of this sentence.

“I’ve taken it down,” he coughed twice, turning his attention back to the paper.

Because Agra has just woken up, Roland is not good at forcing the other party to answer all the questions accurately and meticulously, basically following her thoughts, thinking about where to ask where, so the information obtained is very confusing.The job he’s doing now is to recirculate the news in the words of Gersa and find out the key points to be understood.

Undoubtedly, the most pressing problem is the devil.

What is the cause of the war against the devil, and why they are now dying, is crucial to the border town.There has never been a war for no reason, and the devil has done nothing like aggression for resources and expansion: they have not occupied the wilderness, they have not plundered human beings, and they have not acted as a mere act of killing.

Roland also noted that the other side mentioned the word "God's war", are the two sides under the divine authority to start the war between you and me?But at that time, the church did not even have a shadow, and naturally there was the only god they claimed, which was not explained, and he could not rest assured.

At the same time, he needs to find out as soon as possible the food and passage of the Quds of civilization – or what their economic basis is, and these details can help him measure the level of development of the civilization and indirectly judge the strength of the devil.

As for the Federation, Roland did not care too much, the scarcity and instability of the number of witches and the instability of the ability to fight had doomed the organization to fight nowhere.The experience of history has repeatedly stressed that before the formation of a generational gap, all-out war is exhausted, and the scarce and sophisticated weapons cannot save the overall disadvantage.

The second is the magic stone.

Combined with Tiley's statement, the magical character of this stone can greatly compensate for the weakness of the ability to instability, so that the witch can play a power that does not belong to her own, so that the auxiliary witch can also go to the battlefield - although in Roland's eyes, this is completely inverted, he would like to turn the fighting witch into an auxiliary form and devote himself to endless production work.

However, strangely, it is somewhat inconceivable that the federation with many witches did not fight the devil in this way, but chose to create a divine punishment army.Is there any unknown faults in the magic stone, or is it extremely difficult to produce?

Fortunately, Agersha is a member of the Secret Society, a similar organization to the current alchemy workshop, gathered a group of very talented witches, specializing in the study of magic stones and magic.Roland vaguely felt that there should be a lot of potential to dig in it.

The final question is the church.

He drew a circle in this column, and it was clear that the organization's founding and development experience could not be answered from the Egsha Mouth.It can be inferred from the words that the church was formed after the defeat of the witches, who acquired the secrets of the federation and covered up everything about witches, rendering them the incarnation of the devil.If the peoples of the four kingdoms are regarded as descendants of the natives, it is not surprising that the Church is a veritable outsider, and that the natives themselves are uncivilized, so it is not surprising that the history and oracle coaxed that they have been invented.

Is it only because the former witch class oppressed ordinary people that the refugees who escaped regarded witches as enemies and even hunted witches on this continent?Roland frowned, which sounded reasonable, but... always felt something was wrong.

The Federation has many holy samurai and extraordinary people, even above the superprising... even if they hold the stone of divine punishment, they cannot defeat such an opponent?

The need to completely erase a much more powerful force than oneself can not be achieved by hatred alone, but a critical message is clearly missing in intelligence.

"The witch doesn't seem to like you very much."The nightingah suddenly spoke.

"After all, I live in a world where witches are all human," Roland laughed, "and in her eyes, I'm afraid I'm no different from the weeds on the side of the road."

“Don’t you hate her?”

"Why, she is but a poor man abandoned by the times," he shook his head, "and has been sleeping in an ice coffin for more than four hundred years, and when she awoke she discovers that the world is completely different, and the fear of this strangeness will surely make her build a wall of heart to defend."When she accepts all this, she will slowly change her mind.”

"It's like your answer," said the Nightinge, smiling. "Don't worry, I won't let her be offended by you."

(Unfinished).

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