Unfortunately, the good times did not last long, and in the winter when she was fourteen years old, there was a homeless riot in Silverlight City, and her parents, who had distributed food to the homeless, never returned. Nightingale and her brother were sent to another branch of the Gülen family, her father's sibling.

It was also that winter that Nightingale awakened as a witch.

She carefully hides her abilities, but is still discovered by old Gülen, who snatches her brother from her and threatens Nightingale with his life to do things for herself.

Nightingale had no choice but to do so, and she was trained by members of the Thieves' Guild that Gülen Sr. had to do for him, such as infiltrating the homes of his business rivals to steal contracts and papers, eavesdropping on town hall meetings, and later, even dropping poison in the water tanks or wine glasses of some potential competitors.

Gülen's business is getting bigger and bigger, but his attitude towards Nightingale is getting worse and worse, and he will punch and kick her at the slightest thing that doesn't go his way. Except for his own errands, he shut the nightingale in his room, and replaced the door with an iron railing. To Nightingale's greatest sadness and confusion, her brother Hyde hardly came to see her again. She began to wonder if Gülen Sr. had killed her brother.

Under her repeated begging, the other party brought her younger brother with disgust. However, Hyde told Nightingale with disgust that he wished that without her sister, the witch would have gone to hell to be the devil's company.

The nightingale broke down suddenly, but the nightmare was not over, and old Glenn gave her the final blow - the secret of her becoming a witch was told to him by Hyde, in order to get away from the witch as far away as possible.

After sending Hyde away, Glenn Sr. coldly warns her that her brother will inherit his father's title when he becomes an adult, but if Nightingale does not continue to obey his orders, he can let his brother die quietly at any time.

In this way, in despair and great grief, the nightingale was like a puppet at the mercy of the Gülens. On the way home from completing her mission, she meets Wendy on her way back from her soon-to-be-adult journey. Or rather, it was Wendy who found her.

When she learned that there was still a witch aid society, and that there were many sisters like her who had suffered misfortune but did not give up resistance, nightingale's broken heart suddenly ignited a little spark.

From confusion to determination, it didn't take much time for her. A week later, in her adult life, she gritted her teeth and survived the torture, and her strength changed dramatically. The fog wasn't just hidden, she found that the iron bars could no longer stop her.

When she had recovered from her adult symptoms, she stepped into old Gülen's bedroom like a ghost one night and slit his neck with a dagger. Seeing the blood spurting several feet high and the sound of the other party's inhalation, she unexpectedly found herself calmer than she had imagined.

Nightingale then leaves Gülen's house, and as for her brother Hyde, she doesn't want to bother anymore.

And just like that, she and Wendy embark on a journey to find the Mutual Aid Society.

After the nightingale had finished speaking, he waited for a moment, and seeing that the prince was still immersed in the past, he retired first. And it took a long time for Roland to come back to his senses, and I have to say that every witch has a long history of bitterness, and those who can live to adulthood are the best among them.

And he couldn't have been lucky to be able to become a prince by himself.

The next morning, Roland went to visit Wendy in the Nightingale's room.

After a full night of recuperation, Wendy's complexion looked much better, and the arm she had attached to her was bloodied. Although she was still a little weak, she propped herself up and bowed her head to the prince.

"I already know about you, thank you for saving the nightingale's life," Roland pulled out a piece of parchment from his bosom and said straight to the point, "There is no doubt that Hakhara will no longer accept you back to the Mutual Aid Society, so it is better to stay in the border town and work for me." If you agree, sign the deed. The salary is the same as Anna's, one golden dragon per month. ”

"Your Highness......" Nightingale blinked, and stopped talking.

Roland naturally knew what she wanted to say, and for this friend who changed the course of her life and saved her life in the Desperate Mountains, Nightingale didn't want to force Wendy to make a decision so soon. In her opinion, as long as Wendy stays in Frontier Town for a while, she will definitely fall to her side.

"I wish I hadn't been in such a hurry, but some things are more dangerous every day they drag on. Roland paused for a moment, and Wendy didn't interject, quietly waiting for the next step, "I think I may know how a witch can survive Awakening Day unharmed. ”

"What?" the two witches asked in unison as soon as they said this.

"It's just speculation, and there's no real evidence," Roland said, waving his hand, "witches will suffer less damage in the camp than they do in exile, the only difference is that when you're in exile, you hide your identity for fear of being known, while in the camp, you have to constantly use your abilities to keep the camp running." ”

Wendy nodded, "You're ...... That's right. ”

"And when Anna was in the castle, she had to train her abilities every day, and before her adult day, she even drained her magic and fell into a coma. When she awoke, she had survived the witch's toughest hurdle unscathed. ”

"So I think that's probably the key to dealing with the Demon Eater. Witches are vessels of mana, and as they grow, they accumulate mana and cause damage to themselves when they exceed the limits of their bodies. And the Demon Moon itself is the moment when the witch is at its most powerful. ”

"If you can keep unleashing your magic and keep it at a safe level, maybe the torment of Awakening Day will be greatly reduced, or even disappear completely. Roland paused, then continued, "As the lord of the Frontier Town, I can provide a place for witches to unleash their power without any arrest, trial, or death for it. If my guess is correct, then there is no doubt that the border town is the sacred mountain you have been seeking for a long time. ”

Witches have been taught since birth, this dangerous ability is given by the devil, and people who are a little more sober will only feel that constantly eating their own power is a curse, this is an endless cycle, and the more they don't want to use it, the stronger the power of backlash will be. As a traverser, Roland has a diametrically opposite attitude towards this force. After going through the memories of the four princes and ruling out the existence of true gods, he simply regarded magic as a kind of energy, an ability that could be controlled by his own will.

Wendy was silent for a long time before asking, "If I sign a contract and promise to work for you, may I ask...... What do I need to do first?"

During these centuries, some witches have been secretly imprisoned and used as consumables by a few ambitious people because of their unique abilities. Although the Church punishes such acts severely, it is still difficult to stop. And they are not merciless when they use witches, once they lose their use value, the end can be described as miserable.

Roland has certainly heard of this, but he has a long-term interest in a sustainable system that can be a win-win situation. He smiled and replied, "The first thing you have to do is to practice your ability over and over again until you have mastered it completely—just like Anna." ”