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Roland summoned Barov, Carter, and Iron Axe to the castle and informed him that he would be away from the town for two days, and that the affairs of the frontier town would continue according to the usual plans and regulations.

Of course, this was unanimously opposed by the trio, with Carter hoping that he would fulfill his duties as chief knight and guarding the prince, Iron Axe asked for a team of 100 men to escort him, and Barov advised him to stay at the castle on the grounds that the decree issued by the town hall would not be effective until it had been reviewed and sealed by the lord. In the end, he had to take out the lord's shelf and demand that everyone do what he commanded.

"Your Highness, I don't understand, what is so important that you have to go there yourself?" Barov wondered.

"It's about going to the west...... Even the survival of the Grey Keep Kingdom," Roland said after a moment of silence, "and only I can make the best judgment. ”

"You can't...... Tell us why?"

"Not yet, but you'll find out someday. He shook his head, "Also, this trip is a confidential operation, and you are not allowed to leak the news to anyone." ”

It is horrific to say that more than 200 kilometers from the western frontier may have been stationed the base camp of the devils, who had destroyed the holy city of Tachira, driven the resistance to the edge of the continent, and turned the wilderness into a forbidden place that no one dared to set foot in.

I'm okay, I've watched a lot of various world-destroying movies, and I'm numb, but for them, I'm afraid they can't accept this fact. If the news leaks out, it will be even more troublesome, and if it causes panic among the people, it may cause a large number of people to flee the western border.

Therefore, it is not yet the right time to declare the truth.

After explaining the political affairs, Roland and the witch took a hot air balloon and took off from the castle vestibule and flew in the direction of the snowy mountain.

"Your Highness, if it was true that the Church was defending against the devil more than four hundred years ago, were they good or bad?"

"Of course it's bad," replied before Roland could speak, "have you ever seen a good man hunt a witch for no reason? ”

And the other party still stared at Roland, as if he wanted to hear his answer.

The latter pondered for a while, "First of all, it remains to be determined whether the church is fighting against the devil, and if they really made such a great sacrifice, why should they hide the news and destroy all past records? I'm afraid that the truth of this question will only be known after finding more clues. Also, the distinction between good and bad is not so simple, depending on which side you are on. Speaking of this, Roland smiled, "You actually want to ask if I will stand on the side of the church to fight the devil, right?"

"I ......," Sylvie opened her mouth, but didn't deny it.

"The clergy and the kingship are inherently incompatible, and even if there were no witches, I would not stand on the side of the church," he said, "and besides, I have you by my side now." ”

"I'll just say," Nightingale smirked, "even if the Church had fought against the devil before, they had lost, still the kind that had failed miserably. If it is Your Highness, you don't know who will lose and who will win, so why should you go to the side of the loser?"

“...... I see," she nodded slightly, and the gloom between her brows seemed to fade a little.

In this way, when dusk fell, the group could already faintly see the outline of the snow-capped mountains.

It was huge, Roland thought, and he had rarely seen such a majestic mountain even himself. There were no mountains around it, as if the earth had suddenly leaped up without warning, leaving a path to the sky. The gray mountain walls dominate most of the view, and it can take months to get around the base of the mountain by land.

The campsite is located at the top of a mountain near the sea, so that you can easily observe the surrounding movements, and the distance from the hidden forest ensures that the wild animals cannot easily approach the campsite.

After nibbling on the dry food, everyone began to set up tents, and due to the limited load capacity of hot air balloons, only one large tent could be carried. So Roland carried on the spirit of the high winds, and let the witches sleep in tents together, in the hanging baskets by themselves, and Maisie in the trees—anyway, when she became birds, she could fall asleep even when she was standing.

He found that he was a little thinner after all, and he couldn't sleep with the witches in a grand manner, although Wendy and Zoroa offered to let them go to the hanging basket and change the tent for His Royal Highness the Prince, but he refused one by one.

Only Sylvie kept looking at Roland with a wary look during the process of arranging the accommodation, which made the latter cry and laugh.

After arranging the vigil, everyone went into the tents. Due to the uneven bottom of the hanging basket, Roland could not sleep for a while, so he simply sat on a rock facing the sea and looked at the sea in a daze against the bright moonlight.

At this moment, there was a faint sound of footsteps behind him.

The prince turned around and saw that it was Anna.

When he used to go to school, whenever he came across a group outing, he always had the expectation that something like this might happen, and although most of the endings ended in delusion, this still did not prevent him from looking forward to the next event.

But when this scene really came, Roland felt that his heart was beating a little faster. Pretending to be nothing, he raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong, can't sleep?"

"No," Anna said bluntly, "I just wanted to be with you." ”

"Yes," he coughed twice, "thank you." ”

"It's me who should say thank you," Anna smiled. The silver moonlight shone faintly on her face, and her blue eyes seemed to be deeper than the sea, "What did you say to Sylvie...... She didn't say thank you, but I could tell she was in a much lighter mood. ”

"Are you happy for her?"

"No," she shook her head, "I'm happy for my choice." ”

Roland was stunned, "What...... Choose?

Anna did not answer, but closed her eyes and kissed him on the face. After a long time, she said softly, "Good night, Your Highness." ”

That's what happened...... Right?

Watching her return to the tent, Roland stretched out contentedly, and when he was about to go back to sleep in the hanging basket, a pair of invisible hands held his face. There was nothing in front of him, but there was a soft touch on his face again, but this time, it was the other side. "And me, Your Highness. Thank you for doing so much for witches. ”

...... (To be continued.) )