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The witch's long braids were scattered like white flowers spread underneath her.

The steaming blood flowed freely from behind, and soon formed a dark red puddle, and the blood slowly soaked into the ground, melting the hard, cold earth, and the smell of iron filled the air.

Nightingale crouched down and untied the blindfold from the witch's face, and found that the face looked unexpectedly young, and should be about the same age as herself, except that the scars on her eyes ruined the overall beauty—her eyes were as if they had been repeatedly burned by a red-hot iron, and their skin was shrunken maroon, and they had lost the contours of their sockets.

This was undoubtedly an acquired cause, and Nightingale had gently touched the wrinkled scars, and it was unknown whether she had endured these things before she became a witch, or if she had endured the ordeal after serving the Church. But none of that mattered anymore, and from this moment on, she couldn't hurt any more witches, and she didn't have to endure any other tortures.

The envoy searched around and pulled out a letter, a seal, and an emblem from the pocket lining her robe. The emblem is a circle divided into a cross with a fist clenched in the center.

Other than that, she didn't carry anything more - whether it was a golden dragon or jewelry.

Perhaps, she had never enjoyed anything in her life, Nightingale couldn't help but think.

"Hey, look what I've caught," the voice of lightning came from mid-air, and she looked up, only to see the little girl flying over with a man who was constantly struggling, and then dropped him to the ground.

The other party let out a painful snort and rolled twice, as if he wanted to get up, but his hands and feet were tied, and he could only writhe back and forth on the ground helplessly.

Judging by the person's dress, he should be a priest or priest sitting in another carriage.

"Where's Maisie?"

"She's directing Ash to pursue the fleeing Inquisition," Lightning walked to the Holy Messenger, "This is the witch that the Church has raised?"

"Well," said Nightingale softly, "she won't hunt us anymore." ”

"It's hard to believe that she thinks of us as enemies to be killed...... the little girl sighed.

"None of this would have happened without the church," said the nightingale, who looked coldly at the captive man, and the latter's eyes immediately widened at the sight of the witch lying in a pool of blood, and he tried to say something, but he could not speak because of the strip of cloth in his mouth.

She pulled out the strip of cloth, "Do you have anything to defend?"

"Ahem...... You, you have slain the Purity of the Bishop of Teflon, the daring devil, and sooner or later you will be hung by the Church at the gates of the city for the ravens to eat!"

"Even if we hadn't killed her, it wouldn't have been much better off if we had been caught by the Church," Nightingale said, "and you'd better worry about your situation than that." ”

"Even if I die, I will be redeemed by the gods, and you will only sink into hell and be tortured for eternity!" he shouted.

"That's why I gagged him," Lightning said.

Nightingale stuffed the strip of cloth back in, "Leave it to His Highness to dispose of, I heard him say that the iron axe is very good at interrogating such people." ”

......

It was already afternoon when Maisie arrived with two Sleeping Island witches in tow, and the ashes leapt from the back of the giant beast and landed firmly beside the nightingale, "You're not hurt, are you?"

"It's going well," she shook her head, "what about you?"

"Naturally, none of them ran away," Ash smirked.

"She's dead?" Andrea landed and glanced over at the Emissary, "I thought you'd spare her life." ”

"The enemy is a witch, and any hesitation and carelessness is extremely dangerous," Ash pouted, "and it would be impossible for me to keep her alive." ”

"Tsk, you don't have the slightest mercy for your kind. ”

"She's not our kind, she's a puppet manipulated by the Church," the transcendent said disapprehantly, "Besides, the same kind is sometimes much more cruel than the other, at least I've never seen an evil beast or a demon imprison a person and torture them for years." ”

After she finished speaking, she took off her bloodstained gloves and handed her hand to Nightingale, "Your actions and performance are amazing, and at this point, you are completely right. ”

"......," the latter stared at her for a moment before taking the hand that was handed, "thank you." ”

It turned out that even someone like her would comfort herself, Nightingale thought, probably not wanting to make herself feel that killing a witch was too much of a burden.

Lightning also pressed his hand over, "I think this victory is worth celebrating. ”

Then came Maisie, "Goo!"

Andrea rolled her eyes, and pressed her hand to everyone's hands one last time, "I have to make it clear that if it's just your hand, I don't want to touch it at all, but it's for the nightingale's sake." ”

"Alright, I know," Ash said, raising an eyebrow.

Then the five men raised their hands to the sky together, like a strong tower standing in the cold wind.

......

Next, in addition to collecting information carried by the envoys, they also needed to bury the traces left by the battle, and the group was busy in the woods for two days before they could get these trivial matters properly handled, and it was three days later when they returned to the border town.

Landing in the back garden of the castle, the nightingale was immediately surrounded by the sisters.

"I heard you're hurt, where is the wound?" Nanava shouted.

"She's been waiting for you for a long time, why is she coming back now," Lily dissatisfied.

"You...... Does it hurt now?" Lucia asked eagerly.

"This batch of herbs is specially made by me, that is, it can stop bleeding and reduce swelling, the effect should be good, right?" Ye Zi smiled.

"You're so careless, you dare to run into the church alone, I'm afraid you won't have such good luck next time!" was Wendy's voice.

"Forget it, it's good to come back safely. "It's a scroll.

Looking at their concern, Nightingale felt the warmth welling up in her heart, she didn't know what kind of life the witches raised by the church lived, but she knew what it was like in the League of Witches. Without a doubt, this is where she deserves everything she deserves.

Then she saw His Highness Roland.

The lightning had swooped into his arms, sticking to him like a gecko.

Maisie flew over and lay on Roland's shoulder, rubbing his cheek.

Although the nightingale wanted to do the same, she knew that she was no longer a child, and resisted the urge to hug the other person, she walked up to His Highness and smiled, "I'm back." ”

"Well, I've been waiting for you for a long time," the prince's smile was still as familiar as ever, "take a hot shower and get some rest, I have several packets of dried fish grilled with honey in my office drawer." ”

"Well, you're welcome. ”

The nightingale raised the corners of her mouth.

She was convinced again that she was doing the right thing.

. (To be continued.) )