Wendy opened her eyes, and a somewhat unfamiliar roof came into view. Wooden beams hung with cobwebs, gray masonry ceilings, and a ring chandelier that never lit. The scene goes from blurry to clear until every detail is revealed.

Not a cold rock roof or a cramped tent, she thought, by the way, she has been away from the Mutual Aid Society for more than half a month, and I wonder if the mentor has led the sisters to find the holy mountain successfully?

She took a deep breath, not as fresh and cold as in the cave, but the dull warmth of the room made her feel equally comfortable. The body is wrapped in soft velvet silk and has several layers of cotton blankets underneath, which will sink slightly when lying down. Even if the body is completely straight, the toes do not show the bed.

The feeling of wanting to lie in bed and not getting up made her feel a little guilty, but she had only been here for half a month, but she had a long-lost sense of peace of mind.

In the castle, no matter how late she got up, no one bothered her. For example, now, Wendy turned her head to look out the window, and the gray sky was even a little harsh. At this time, it was about 10 o'clock, and in the past few years of wandering, there was rarely a time when I could sleep peacefully. The slightest sound will wake you up from your dreams, and you will have to prepare today's food before dawn. When you go out, you are always worried that you will be discovered by the church, and no one can guarantee that you will survive the next demon eater.

Even if she was hiding in the Desperate Mountains, she should have been busy with chores, whether it was helping to dry food and herbs, drying her sisters' snow-soaked clothes, or cleaning the camp......

Wendy wasn't unhappy about doing this, and she was happy to see everyone's smiles. But she found that she couldn't resist such a lazy life, but was a little immersed in it.

No, we can't be so lazy anymore. She patted her cheek and mustered up her strength to get out of bed. After all, when they were in the convent, the chief nun often warned that lazy people could not be blessed by the gods.

Later, let's go to the back garden to practice wind control, and blow the snow away by the way. Thinking of His Royal Highness's request for practice, Wendy couldn't help but want to laugh. It was all strange requests - like the fact that after watching a demonstration of his abilities, he wished he could blow the wind ten paces above his head. However, no witch has ever been able to extend her magic so far. Told that he couldn't do it, instead of getting angry, he came up with a strange idea: to stand on a stool and make a strong wind blow up and down at the same time. Wendy tried it and found that it worked. His Royal Highness was so satisfied with the results of the test that he asked himself if he had a fear of heights, in addition to allowing him to practice more according to this method.

As Nightingale said, His Royal Highness Roland Wimbledon was an elusive man, but he was also a prince who cared for witches.

Wendy sighed softly at the thought of this.

A prince who doesn't hate witches really exists, but you're wrong, Mentor.

Putting on her new clothes, her chest felt slightly swollen - Wendy was used to it, and just as she was about to find a needle and thread to change it, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in. ”

Pushing the door in, it was the Nightingale, Wendy was slightly stunned, and then smiled, "Your Highness hasn't gotten up yet? ”

"What are you talking about, I don't have time to follow him every day. The nightingale held up the basket in his hand, "I've brought you breakfast." ”

Breakfast is usually brought to the room by the maid, except for the prince's Royal Highness, when the nightingale often comes to chat with him after bedtime, it is difficult to see her at other times. Wendy smiled inwardly, she had just woken up and ran over to deliver food, she must have slipped in and seen herself a few times.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" she said, taking the basket, and taking out a piece of bread with cheese from it, and putting it in her mouth.

"Hmm......" Nightingale walked over to the edge of the bed and sat down, "Nanawa is going to spend today...... That day is over. ”

Wendy was silent, although it was the first time that the magic power was reversed, and it would not be as violent and long-lasting as the adult day, but it still could not be said to be absolutely safe. The younger you are, the less you tolerate pain. She put the basket on the low bedside table, walked up to the nightingale, and patted the other party on the shoulder, "Didn't Your Highness say that as long as you keep your magic unleashed every day, you can minimize the torment." ”

"But that's just speculation. ”

"At least that sounds reasonable," Wendy reassured, "isn't that how Anna came to be, and she didn't suffer any harm even in the hardest of coming-of-age days. You've seen it with your own eyes. She paused, then asked, "What about Nanawa?"

"I'm in the hospital now," Nightingale couldn't hold back, the corners of her mouth curled, "I heard that her father, Baron Pine, bought a large herd of hares from Orion, and now they're all sent to the hospital. Said to practice until tomorrow. ”

"It's nice to have a father like that," Wendy lamented, "I don't remember anything about my childhood...... It's strange, it's like there's a blank in my memory, there is no father, no mother, and from the moment I know it, I stay in the monastery. ”

"Looks like I'm a little luckier than you. ”

"Well, a lot of luck. Wendy leaned into her and sat down, "Are you nervous?"

"......" Nightingale was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly.

Wendy certainly knows what the other party is nervous about, and today is not only a crucial day for Nanawa, but also a crucial turning point in the witch's fate. If Nanawa survives this backlash, it means that the witches can be completely freed from the shadow of the devil's minions, and the border town will become a veritable "holy mountain" - one day, all the witches will gather here to live the life of ordinary people, and no longer have to wander around and hide from the church.

"It's useless to worry about it, let's just take a day and go to Nanawa. ”

"Stealing...... Lazy?" Nightingale glared at Wendy.

"yes, who told me the news so early made me nervous," Wendy said dryly, "Since I'm not in the mood to practice, I'd better go visit Nanawa." Isn't it written in the contract? It's called paid leave. ”

......

After dinner, Nanava's room was packed with people—Anna, Lightning, Nightingale, Wendy, Tigus, and Roland. Seeing this formation, the little girl's face was full of confusion, "Uh...... Am I going to die?"

"Of course not!" everyone shook their heads.

"It's just the first time, and the backlash isn't going to be very strong," Wendy said, holding Nanawa's right hand, "Concentrate, you can hold on." ”

"When it hurts, pinch Daddy's hand," Tigu said, shaking his daughter's left hand, "You've become strong in the medical center, and Daddy is proud of you." ”

The little girl nodded, looked past the crowd, and finally looked at Anna.

Anna stepped forward and kissed her forehead, "Survive, okay?"

“...... Well. ”