Roland opened his eyes and found himself lying on a large soft bed, with a familiar ceiling above his head, and every crack coincided with the appearance of his memory. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's its own...... Bedchamber?

He tilted his head and looked at his shoulders – both left and right, which looked intact. I tried to move my hands, and it was no problem.

It was like a dream.

But he knew that this was not a dream, and that the detection of the devil and the attack had already happened!

However, did all the witches come back safely?

Thinking of this, Roland's heart couldn't help but sink down, he stood up, and there was a feeling of weakness in his arm. I was about to open my mouth to call someone, but I saw a row of witches leaning against the wall at the end of the bed, including Anna, Nightingale, Lightning, Maisie, and Nanawa. They leaned on each other's shoulders, breathing steadily, their eyes slightly closed, as if they were asleep.

Roland quietly opened the corner of the curtain and found that a touch of morning light was rising from the bank of the Chishui River, like a dazzling golden thread sprinkled on the earth.

"You...... Woke up?"

Turning around, Anna had opened her eyes at some point, and she kneaded her eyes and walked to Roland's side step by step.

"Well, I woke up. Other witches ......"

"They all arrived in town safely, in fact, you were the only one who was hurt. ”

"Yes," Roland breathed a sigh of relief, "that's pretty good—"

"Fool. ”

Before he could refute, the other party had already hugged him tightly, and the hand behind his back was so strong that it almost wanted to be embedded in his flesh.

Anna's actions woke up the other witches.

"Your Highness!"

They stood up in surprise and gathered around, Lightning hugged Roland second, then Nanava and Maisie, and the nightingale hesitated for a moment before taking everyone into her arms from behind. In this way, everyone hugged each other and refused to let go for a long time...... Time seems to freeze in this moment.

......

After breakfast, Roland listened to the details of what had happened in his office before he could figure out what had happened next.

The witches work together to defeat the Devil's Chasers and have Lightning and Maisie return with them early.

After being taken back to the castle to be treated by Nanawa Pyne, the broken arm quickly reunited, but due to severe blood loss, he fell asleep for a day, so today is the fourth day before the departure day.

This operation was a bit careless on the whole, he did not expect that the devil would be able to find a hot air balloon painted with sky camouflage more than ten miles away. According to Sylvie, there was nothing abnormal about the huge multi-eyed demon before, and her eyes were also looking in all directions, but when she moved her gaze to the multi-eyed demon, the other party immediately reacted, and instantly aimed all the eyeballs at her.

This kind of investigation is unheard of, and at this distance, except for Sylvie's True Eye, even the lookout glasses are blurred, and the red mist above the spire makes it even more difficult to see the specific condition of the devil. Correspondingly, it should be difficult for the other party to find out who they are.

Having said that, although the trip encountered great dangers, the information gained was also extremely rich.

The Devil is no longer a mysterious and unknowable messenger of hell - they have towns and organizational systems, and belong to a highly evolved civilization like humans.

And the air power of the other side is not very strong, at least in this area behind the snowy mountains. Hundreds of demons emerged from the ground, only two of them drove their mounts into pursuit, suggesting that flying was still a rare ability for them - whether they were scarce or riders were scarce, it was unknown. Overall, though, it's good news for the border towns. At least he didn't have to worry about a group of demons bypassing the southern hills and mountains and going straight into the hinterland of the western realm to burn and loot.

In addition, the demonic power of the devil is also an important discovery.

According to Nightingale's report, the pursuing enemy, despite its sparse mana, did form a cyclone, which stood out in the fog. However, they seem to activate their magic in a completely different way than witches, not through themselves, but through some kind of mechanism, such as the glowing stone, to release their powers, so they are less kaleidoscopic than witches' abilities, and more like standard weapons that can be mass-produced.

Of course, these are only speculations, but unfortunately all the devil's corpses fell into the sea, and Roland could not verify it further.

The last point is architecture.

The stunning, slender black stone minarets were not the Devil's dwelling, and the materials were very peculiar, with no signs of red mist corrosion on the surface. Some of the stone towers were empty inside, while others contained red liquid, similar to storage jars.

Could it be that the red mist in the sky is formed by the vaporization of these liquids?

And the reason why the devil did not expand further into the wilderness and even the four kingdoms was because of the limited gas coverage?

In any case, based on all the intelligence, they will not threaten the security of the border towns for the time being.

However, Roland also knew in his heart that since they had driven humans out of the wilderness more than four hundred years ago, they might come again one day, and he had to prepare for this day.

......

Due to the large amount of blood loss, Roland only went to bed early after nightfall after dealing with the few decrees that had been left behind.

Sitting at the head of the bed, reading half of the history book, and about to blow out the candles to sleep, there was a knock on the door outside the house.

Slightly startled, he climbed out of bed and opened the door, where it was Anna who was standing.

Instead of holding a thick book—either "Intermediate Physics" or "Foundations of Natural Science"—as she used to do, she walked into the room with empty hands and a crisp white dressing gown. She didn't even wear shoes, her delicate feet touching the floor, so quiet that there was not a sound.

Roland swallowed.

Anna slammed the door behind her hand and pulled the bolt. Then she took Roland's hand and walked to the bed.

The girl's hair had just been washed, and the tips of her hair were faintly golden in the candlelight, and when you got closer, you could smell a faint fragrance—the intoxicating scent that came not from rose soap, but from herself.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, her cheeks flushed, and her blue eyes were like autumn water. Although she could see that she was a little nervous, she did not hesitate in the slightest, and her eyes looked directly at Roland, which was full of determination.

Even he, who had never experienced a major battle, understood what the other party meant at this moment.

"Ahem, this ......"

"I don't want to wait any longer," Anna said softly, "especially after something like this." She paused, "I don't want to regret it." ”

. (To be continued.) )