A group of people stared at her with wide eyes, and after a long while, the prince cleared his throat and said, "Aren't those red mist extremely corrosive and impossible to approach?"

"It only works on witches, and according to the Quest's research, humans, animals, and plants can survive the red mist, and the flames can speed it down. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 "Didn't you say that mortals can defeat the devils, then prove it to me!The Winged Dinosaurs can be handed over to the Flying Witch to lure them away," she pointed to Tilly, "The rest of the people have set up battle formations in advance, awakened the demons, and waited for them to come forward to throw themselves into the net, if it is really like you say, they will be able to easily swallow this stronghold, right?"

Roland smiled and shook his head, "I didn't tell you before that this reconnaissance was done using a hot air balloon, not the flying witch as you think - this kind of floating tool can only carry about a dozen people at a time, and I'm afraid it can't transport ordinary soldiers over." And......" he paused, "your plan is not safe, no one knows how many devils lurk underground, casualties are likely to be encountered in close combat, and luring dinosaurs is also a dangerous job, I can't let them take risks." ”

How could there be a complete solution to the battle against the devil, Agatha thought angrily, every time the Holy Blessed Army took the initiative to attack, everyone was determined to fight the devil to the death. He was really lying to himself! In order to achieve a goal, it is normal to pay casualties, and only people who have never experienced a cruel war would care so much about the life and death of their troops.

Although she was disappointed in her heart, she still restrained her emotions and did not express her doubts. Wait until the afternoon to see the so-called new weapons, and everything will be decided.

It's just that Agatha doesn't have much hope at this time.

A prince on paper, a group of auxiliary witches, and a fragile mortal, no matter how powerful the weapon is, how powerful can it be?

Perhaps from the moment the Federation disintegrated and dissolved, it was already doomed to the demise of mankind.

"You have mentioned the War of the Divine Will many times in your words, why do you call it that, isn't it a war against the devil's invaders?" asked Roland, changing the sheet of paper and holding up the quill.

That's what everyone called, but the history books don't record the cause of the war. Agatha replied with some discouragement, "It's not wrong to say that it's a war against the invaders, the devil did come to the Dawn Realm through the stone gate—"

"What stone gate?" interrupted the scroll.

"The gates of hell that rise from the earth," she sighed, "open every time a bloody red moon descends, engulfing the world we inhabit, as the history books say - these damned stone gates open every few hundred years, and it is through them that the first demons come to the Dawn to try to wipe us out. ”

"The periodicity of the enemy's offensive also has something to do with this?"

"They need the Red Mist to survive, and if they leave the Red Mist, they will have to carry with them storage containers—skins, tin boxes, or jars made of the carapace of the Evil Beasts, which is why we have a chance to have a second or third battle of divine will. When the stone gate appeared, the devil was able to build an obelisk that could produce its own red mist - a black stone tower almost taller than a mountain peak, and spread so far that almost one could cover the entire fertile plain. "If the next battle of divine will breaks out, then it must be the devil who has built an obelisk in the center of the Fertile Plains, turned the plains into their home, and then attacked you with the camp on the edge of the red mist." This time, humanity has no way back. ”

"If that happens, everyone can take refuge in the fjord," Tilly shrugged.

"Do you mean the islands in the whirlpool, how many people can be fed in a small land, just waiting for the end in despair. "Agatha doesn't have a good air.

"Alright, let's all be optimistic, at least we now have a general understanding of the devil," said the prince, spreading his hands, "and we will not be unprepared when the third battle of divine will begins. Let's stop here for today, and I'll talk about the rest after lunch. ”

......

After a hearty lunch, Agatha followed Wendy back to her room.

Life in the Wild Lands was more ...... than she expected. Extravagant, with a far greater variety and taste than any banquet she remembers—she was probably born during the war years, when bread, jerky, and vegetable soup were the main food, whether in her own stone tower or at the Union Fortress. But here, salt, butter, honey, and some spices that can't be named, and although she wanted to pay attention to the image, she couldn't help but sweep away the whole plate of fried mushrooms and two large pepper steaks.

But the more this happened, the more angry she felt, not only hating herself for not being able to resist the temptation of delicious food and disgrace the holy city of Tachira, but also feeling that at such a critical juncture, the prince still had leisure to enjoy the food, but she did not know that humanity was about to perish, and it was simply short-sighted!

"I'm already familiar with the way through the castle," she said in a somewhat stiff tone at the thought of this, "and you won't have to bother to bring me back next time." ”

"It's not a problem, I'm more than happy to do this...... Wendy smiled, "and you can talk to me if you have anything you want to say, holding it in your heart will only make you feel more depressed." ”

"Didn't he say he'd take me to see the new weapons test in the afternoon, and why did he leave the parlor alone after eating?"

"Do you mean His Highness Roland......? I think His Highness is going to take a nap," Wendy said, covering his mouth, "it's his habit, and he usually sleeps for an hour at noon." His Royal Highness often said that the body is the capital of work, and without adequate rest, you cannot be competent for the work of the lord. ”

Nap in the afternoon, what kind of habit is this! Is there not enough time for him to sleep in one night? Agatha thought indignantly, this is clearly an excuse made by the lazy to give himself, and you still look like you believe it is true!

"Whether it's an ordinary witch or a high-level awakened person...... Why do you trust him so much?" she took a deep breath, "just because he gave you a place to live? do you really believe that he can defeat the devil...... No, even if it's to defeat the church that oppresses you?"

"I don't know what the other sisters think," Wendy said softly, "but I believe it." Because His Highness can turn into reality things that others can't imagine, or dare not imagine, it is a miracle for me. ”

"Strange ...... Traces?"

"He saved the Mutual Aid when witches were hunted and hunted, and he created a territory where witches and mortals could coexist when everyone saw us as demons. In just one year, His Highness relied on an army of civilians to block the invasion of evil beasts, and defeated the Duke of Rhine, whose territory was several times larger than him. ”

"But these are just battles between mortals, nothing like the Divine Punisher and the Devil," Agatha shook her head.

"Of course, that's not all," Wendy continued, "and he evolved the abilities of the four sisters by imparting knowledge and ideas, not only to build machines of infinite power, but also to weapons that would enable knights and even ordinary people to defeat transcendent witches...... These were miracles that I could see, not from the epics of the tavern, not from the legends of the books—they all happened to me. ”

"He will one day become the King of the Grey Keep and lead us to defeat any enemy," her eyes were smiling, but her voice was full of confidence, "I believe so. ”

. (To be continued.) )