The fire of the fireplace swayed twice, gradually dimmed, and the nightingue came from shape, and filled a few firewoods into it.The sound of the fire was suddenly gnashing, and the fire suddenly brightened.

Roland looked at the glass in the elongated shadow and spit deep.Tilly had been gone for some time, and he had been thinking back to the conversation to see if there was a way to change the outcome, but no answer had been found—trust was a wonderful thing, and all the other methods had done little except put in the time.

"It turns out that you can't do anything," said the Nightinge, patting the dust on her hand, and coming over to sit back in her old position, "what did you say to her that day?"

"Good-natured lies," Roland leaned back in her chair, "and it's normal for her not to believe it."“You used to say you had a brother, and if he suddenly became very different from what he used to be, would you believe him?”

“You mean the guy who looked innocent and turned around and betrayed me?”The Nightingler said, "In my opinion, he's basically no different from the mutation."

"Well, I shouldn't have mentioned that."

"It doesn't matter, I'm out of the Gülen family anyway, and they're just strangers."She disagreed.

"I was a stranger with her," sighed Roland, "or, I don't get along well with everyone in the palace."

"If you are bored, you may want to tell me."The Nightinginger smiled slightly, "I have always been very curious about life in the palace, and I want to know how bad your character was at that time, and I can bring bad fame to the city of Silver Light."

"Honestly, I was a lot worse then than I am now," Roland couldn't help but start to his mouth and say a few simple things in his memory. "From the moment she threw her into the glass slag, she began to hate me."

"It's really... bad," she said, "but I don't think she hates you now."

“Oh?”Roland picked up his eyebrows, “You know that?”

"Of course, didn't she say a few words--"In private, I would like to stay here and learn the interesting things," Nightinge said, "it sounds like a word of comfort, but the truth is that she was not lying when she said it."If it were as disgusting as ever, you wouldn't want to stay here."

“Are you comforting me?”Roland laughed.

“If the facts are stated,” she shrugged, “and I think it’s good to maintain the status quo.”

“Why?”

"She promised to give priority to providing witches for the town, supporting you against the devil, then what's the difference not here."If the Sleeping Island Witches had all poured in, and there were a few like ash in them, I would have been busy," muttered the Nightingress, who lost a piece of fish in her mouth, muttered, "Not everyone is as obedient as Maisie."

Roland couldn’t help but laugh, “Listen to what you say, you seem to have trouble with the ashes?”

"Ah?""No, how can I," waved the Nightinge, "only occasionally staring at her, in case she's bad for the members of the Witch's Union."

“Really?”

She began and whistled.

"I don't know if it's an illusion," Roland stared at her, "why do I always feel that you are really happy when I'm rejected?"

"That is the illusion," affirmed the Nightinge, and then she looked in the direction of the door, "Well, here again."He disappeared from the body.

Is this a golden cicadas?Just thinking about it, there was a knock on the door outside the office.

Roland was surprised, now it is almost midnight, there is still someone to come?He put a candle on the candlestick again and said, "Come in."

The door was opened by Egsa.

This made the prince unable to pause, “What’s the matter?”

The other party went to the stool in front of the table without saying a word, "Listen to Ms. Wendy said, whether it is a musket that can restrain the extraordinary, or the gun with an amazing range, it is all from your thoughts."And the principles and methods of making these things are all recorded in the books you wrote?”

“Are you referring to the theoretical basis of natural science and the chemistry of primary school?”There are indeed relevant principles, and as for the production method, it is not written in space," Roland said, "after all, this is only a primary theoretical textbook."You’re here to ask me about this?”

“Only the members of the Witch League can learn this, right?”She did not answer, but then asked.

Roland nodded, and in his heart, he probably already guessed what the other party wanted to say.

"Then I apply to join the League of Witches," said Egsa, almost without a pause.

"But the Witches' League belongs to the border town, are you sure you want to work for the town?"He wondered, "Its lord is not superior, but an ordinary mortal."

"If you can make enough weapons against the devil, you can't be an ordinary human being, even if you are a secret meeting, you will have a seat," Aigsa paused, "as long as it does not harm witches, and I do not oppose the survivors of the Federation, I do not mind working with a mortal ...."

It was probably a momentary difficulty for her to say that “acting for a mortal,” but Essa’s receptiveness had already impressed Roland, and perhaps the researchers were always quick to accept new things.He put his heart to the smile, "I thought you were going to follow Tilly to Sleeping Island, a city made up of witches."

“A refuge for escaping the church,” she said, shaking her head, “I have heard from them this decision clearly, and I have seen too much before the witch-ruled city, and now they are all in the dust.”There is no point in not defeating the devil, and I hope to see the hope of victory here.”

"You will," Roland nodded, "but not against the Federation... I can't guarantee that."For it may not die, but rather a name to hide itself."

“What?”Ai Gesha stood.

“I have thought carefully about what you have said, even if you fail to flee Takila, the Federation has a superior superior and a group of samurai, and in this uncultivated area of indigenous people everywhere, it is unlikely to cut off the news completely, unless they themselves want to do so.”Roland said, “The Church is likely to be the incarnation of the Federation—not the method of making the army of chassing the maestro taken from the witches, but the witch herself who turned the union into an organization for the witch hunt.”In this way, it is easier for them to create a large number of divine chastity armies.”

"You mean that the wretched condition of the witch's oppression and the hunt is now done by the confederation?"She is unbelievable.

"I'm not sure, it's just a speculation," Roland stood up to the bookcase and took out a few heavy black books into her hands, "and there are chronicles written by the church itself, and there are astrologers' history of the four kingdoms, which you can refer to."In any case, the Church is now our enemy and the object that must be destroyed in the future.”

"If you decide to stand on the side of the witch and fight the devil with me, the League of Witches welcomes you."

(Unfinished).