Chapter 62: The Oath

Tomorrow is 515, the anniversary of the starting point, and the day with the most benefits. In addition to the gift bag and school bag, this time's "515 Red Envelope Flip" must be seen, how can there be a reason not to grab the red envelope, set the alarm clock high~

Today's incident made Roland not have the heart to assemble the steam boring machine again. For dinner, he deliberately asked the chef to prepare extraordinarily richly, with unlimited black pepper steaks and fried eggs, which made Anna and Blitz's bellies stand up. Nanava did her best to maintain her etiquette, and at the end her little mouth was still shiny. In addition to the dining room, he also asked the maid to prepare insulated porcelain, which was packed with softly stewed shredded meat and wheat porridge, and sent to the nightingale's room. As soon as they wake up, they can eat warm food.

After dinner, the next step is to arrange the room. Fortunately, the previous lord of the frontier town was very pompous, a town born for mining and early warning, and its castle was still built according to the standards of a medium-sized town. In Roland's familiar words, it is a three-storey single-family villa with a duplex of 900 square meters, with watchtowers and arrow towers at the corners. Comes with a vestibule and back garden.

Roland arranged Lightning's room across the door from Anna, and the next room was intended to be reserved for Wendy after recovery. Seeing Nanava walk into the room with Anna like a kraft candy, he couldn't help but shake his head in amusement.

Back in the office, Roland poured himself a glass of ale. After all, the plan is not as fast as the change, he thought that through the nightingale, he could harvest a large number of witches, and light up all the branches of the technology tree, such as chemicals, agriculture, biology, etc., but he did not expect that the leaders of the Mutual Aid Society would be so hostile to the aristocracy. Neutrals like Nightingale and Lightning, on the contrary, are in the minority. And Wendy ...... According to Lightning, she didn't actively want to leave the Mutual Aid Society, but had to carry it here after being attacked by the snake demon Hakara in order to save the nightingale.

Two is two, and he drank the wine in his cup in one gulp, which was better than none at all.

During the meal, he asks Lightning about her and Wendy's abilities, and learns that the little girl can fly freely in the air like a bird, and Wendy can manipulate the power of the wind. These two abilities are of little use to Pan Technology, but if they are put to good use, they can still be very useful in the upcoming war.

He also inquired about the abilities of the other witches in the camp, and found that their abilities were diverse and completely unruly. Some of the effects can be barely explained by scientific theories, and some are completely unbelievable.

For example, the founder of the Mutual Aid Society, the snake demon Hakala, can condense the magic into the form of a serpent - these poisonous snakes are not illusions, they can be touched and can attack enemies. Different serpentine stripes represent different toxins, and as far as lightning is currently seen, it has at least two effects, paralyzing and lethal.

However, Roland found that whether it was Anna or Hakala, most of the witches' magic only had an effect at close range, such as Anna's green fire, which would suddenly disappear five meters away. Hakara's vipers also can't get too far from the body. Nightingales and lightning abilities have a shorter range of effect, and when they want to affect foreign objects, they must be contacted to take effect.

Therefore, when faced with the army of the Church armed with bows and crossbows and the Stone of Punishment, they had to flee in all directions.

The office was busy until midnight, and the fire in the fireplace gradually dimmed. Roland sneezed and went back to sleep.

Pushing open the bedroom door, he noticed that something was wrong—the scene before him was familiar: a woman sitting at the head of his bed, her figure half shrouded in darkness, her back reflected on the wall by the firelight, like a mural. But there were many differences, instead of wearing the spotless robe, she changed into ordinary civilian clothes. Her appearance is no longer unfamiliar when she first met, but so familiar that she can see the identity of the other party at a glance.

Nightingale.

Roland suddenly became a little nervous, this formation, could it be...... Your own good luck is coming?

The nightingale also saw the prince, and she got up and walked slowly. After only half a day's rest, her face was much better than when she first saw it, the ruddy sides of her cheeks had replaced the pale, and her hair was no longer dull. It has to be said that the witch's ability to recover from herself is truly amazing.

"You've worked hard," Roland coughed, breaking the silence, "why don't you rest a little longer, Lightning has already told me everything." ”

Nightingale shook her head.

Roland faintly felt that something was wrong, her expression was solemn, and there was an indescribable persistence in her eyes. What she decided, Roland realized, this resolute look was hard to see even in a man, causing him to restrain his other emotions and wait intently for the other party's next words.

The nightingale did not speak, however, she took a deep breath, and then fell to her knees on one knee, raising a dagger in both hands with her head slightly down—a standard chivalric salute that nobles often performed when swearing allegiance to their superiors.

"Your Highness Roland Wimbledon, I swear to you in the name of Nightingale and Veronica," she said crisply, "and I am at your disposal as long as you are kind to witches, whether it be a shield against evil spirits or a blade that pierces the night, until the very end of my life." ”

I see, Roland thought, the Mutual Aid Society's actions had disappointed her, and he put the hope of leading the witch forward on himself. For the traverser himself, it should be refused, he is more accustomed to working together in the way of hiring or cooperation, if you go further, those who have common ideals and ambitions are comrades.

But he knows that sometimes it is meaningless to blindly emphasize equality, freedom, etc., and without suitable soil for growth, even if the seeds are sown, they will turn into decay. As a prince, it is impossible for him to turn his back on his class until he unifies the entire kingdom.

Roland was silent for a moment, and according to the etiquette in the court, he took the short sword and touched her shoulder three times with the back of the sword, "I accept your allegiance. ”

The nightingale's shoulders trembled slightly, as if she had finally relaxed.

Then he stretched out his right hand and handed it to the other party.

The nightingale took the finger and kissed it lightly on the back of the hand. In this way, the whole set of etiquette is over.

Although it is extremely nondescript for a witch to perform allegiance, being able to do it all means at least that Nightingale is not of civilian origin. And Veronica...... she had just said, "Is that your real name, no last name?" asked Roland as he pulled her up.

"Yes, Your Highness. I have no intention of hiding from you that five years ago, I left the Gülen family, and that surname is no longer relevant to me. Nightingale said calmly, she let down the last of her defenses against Roland, and briefly told her past.

She was born in Silverlight, a city named after its abundance of silver mines. Her father was a viscount, and her mother was a commoner. Such marriages are not common, but the two get along very well. In addition to this, Nightingale has a younger brother named Hyde. She spent her childhood in Silverlight City, and it was also her happiest time.

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