When Roland had gone to sleep, the nightingale emerged from the fog, lightly helped him straighten the quilt, covered his exposed arms, and stood by the bed for a moment before silently crossing the floor and returning to his room.

"You haven't slept yet?" Nightingale was slightly surprised to see Wendy, who was still sitting at the head of the bed reading.

"I'm afraid you've done something wrong!" Wendy glared at her, "Your Highness is not a child, is it necessary to take care of him until he falls asleep?"

"Your Highness has sent people to other towns to spread the news that there is a witch organization here, what if the witches who heard the news intend to harm Your Highness, I am also just in case. The nightingale picked up a wet towel, wiped his face casually, then unfastened his red belt, leather armor on his wrists, draped a buckle belt, and finally took off his white coat - this suit was the new work of His Royal Highness the Prince, and the combination of the pure white hooded jacket looked very eye-catching, but he thought it was very suitable for the Assassins.

The nightingale carefully hung up the garment, smoothing out every wrinkle. Her bumpy figure was wrapped in a light veil, and there was not a trace of fat visible on her tight belly and thighs.

"What could be a surprise," Wendy put down the book in her hand, "the castle is inhabited by sisters, and guards are patrolling outside. Besides, didn't you have a stone under his pillow? ”

"Well, I'm here to keep him safe," she sat down on the edge of the bed, took off her boots, and lifted her slender legs together, leading her body to Wendy's side.

"Did you listen to what I said last time," Wendy sighed, "Veronica, we're witches. ”

"I know, Wendy," Nightingale nodded, "we're witches." ”

And His Royal Highness will marry a witch - this is what he himself said, and ...... Not lying.

Of course, Nightingale will not publicize this information until it is absolutely necessary. Saying sorry to Wendy in the bottom of her heart, she changed the subject: "Do you still have any impressions of the church?"

"Why do you ask this all of a sudden?" Wendy was stunned.

"When His Highness Roland was in the fortress castle, the high priest of the church came to visit him and expressed his willingness to support him in taking the throne. ”

"How did he answer?" her voice tensed, "or did he let you out before we talked?"

Nightingale shook her head with a smile and said softly, "He just told me to pay attention to the range of the other party's demon stone. And His Highness himself did not wear that thing temporarily. Wendy, His Highness did not agree to the invitation of the church, he declined the other party. ”

The latter breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked a little melancholy, "It's a pity that our help to Your Highness is really limited, unlike the Church, which has a power that covers the entire continent. If His Royal Highness Roland agrees to them, I'm afraid they will soon be able to ascend to the throne......"

"Who knows, Your Highness said that the High Priest was full of nonsense, and he couldn't believe it at all," the nightingale paused, "but there is one thing that I care about. She recounted the red and black pills, "In the mist, the pills have the same color as the Divine Punishment Stone, which is simply incredible. The sisters have all seen the fate of swallowing the Divine Punishment Stone, which is no different from suicide. The High Priest said it was a medicine developed in the Holy City's Prayer Chamber, and had you heard of this institution before when you were in the monastery?"

When the Mutual Aid left Silverlight, Hakala led the Nightingale, Wind Chaser, and Stone Maiden to set traps to capture and retaliate against the villains who followed them for bounties - one of the ways to do this was by shoving the Punishment Stone they were wearing into their mouths and forcing them to swallow it. The villain who swallows the Stone of Punishment will die quickly, his body curled up like a dried fish in the sun, as if he had been dehydrated.

"I don't know. Wendy closed her eyes and said slowly, "For as long as I can remember, I've lived in the monastery of the Old Holy City. It is surrounded by high walls on all sides, and there is no view except the sky. The range of activities throughout the day is in the courtyard, and literacy and picture literacy are taught by the nuns. I still remember her name, Farien. One of the books she reads to us is dedicated to the old Holy City, with its churches, monasteries, libraries, memorials, and the Wall of Heroes, but we have never heard of the Prayer Room. I lived in the monastery for more than ten years until that accident happened......"

Nightingale had heard Wendy mention that the monastery had been attacked by witches and that many people had died in the accident. And she also took advantage of the chaos to escape from the convent, "I don't know which witch has the courage to challenge the church alone, but she at least saved you." ”

"No, Veronica, witches come from the Church. Wendy shook her head, "She's a member of the convent just like me. ”

"What...... What do you mean?"

"There are basically three types of girls living in the monastery: those like me, who have stayed here since they were young and do not know where they came from, those who are street children or orphans who have been adopted by churches in various places and sent here, and those who have been sold to the church by their parents. The administrator separates everyone according to their age, places them in different dormitories, and the learning content is different. The youngest learns to read, the youngest learns to read and write, the ages of 10 to 14 learn to sing songs, and the 14th and older learn etiquette. That's why the presisters also call us literacy classes, and the older ones are called choirs and liturgies. Once the women of the order reached adulthood, they were sent out of the monastery. ”

It was the first time she had heard them talk about them—Wendy had never elaborated on her experience at the convent before.

"In the first few years, I could hear the screams of the girls at night - from the choir and the liturgy, and I didn't quite understand what was going on. It wasn't until I was promoted to the choir that I realized that there would be church adults visiting the dormitory at night, dragging a few from the bed until the day. Sometimes...... It won't always be all sent back. ”

Nightingale bit her lip, she certainly knew what Wendy meant.

"This happens once or twice a month, and when it's frequent, almost once every two days. When I was chosen, Farian dragged me out of the room and whispered in my ear that it would be good to bear with me. I was dragged by her to a half-hidden room in the corner of the garden, which was brightly lit, and there was a woman from the school of four or five on the wall, and there were four or five of ......them," her voice shook slightly, "and as they approached me, the woman suddenly broke free of her shackles, grabbed the neck of the person closest to her, and killed him like a chicken's neck." ”

She ...... Awakened?"

"I don't know," Wendy shook her head, "those people are wearing the Stone of Punishment even though they're undressed. She killed them one by one, and one of them was pulled off alive by her, and seemed to say it before she died...... The Transcendent. The screams of the adults alarmed the guards and Farien who were guarding the house. When they opened the iron door and rushed in, they were stunned by the scene before them, and the woman threw herself at them. ”

"The Transcendent...... Do you mean a witch?" asked Nightingale, "and the guards are no match for her?"

"The gap is too big. I later learned that those guards were the Inquisition. One of them blew the whistle, the other met him with a sword, and by the time the first whistle was over, she had pierced the chest with her hand in front of the Inquisitor. The standard armor of the church was like a piece of paper in front of her. (To be continued.) )