The nightingale leaned on the window, looking through the glass at night of the city. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The faint shadows continued in the night, outlining the walls of the royal capital, and the three walls revealed subtle differences in the light of the lights—the nearest palace enclosure was light gray, and the burning pine resin torches hanging on the walls illuminated the surroundings, which at first glance looked like a belt of jewels with light and dark.

Farther away is the inner city wall, gray and black, like a long snake wrapped around the city, which still shines brightly even after the royal capital has changed hands. For the first time, Nightingale had seen a place that was more lively than a frontier town. This fierce and short war had little effect on the lower nobility and wealthy merchants, and the night was still the best time for them to indulge in their pleasures.

Outside, the earth suddenly darkened, as if the light was all blocked by the serpent, and the most magnificent bluestone city walls were all submerged into darkness, and only a little spark could be faintly seen on the city's head. The outtown, like most towns she had seen, fell silent as night fell. The lights of the inner city are weak compared to the vast dark areas, but that doesn't stop people from singing and dancing...... For some reason, the nightingale suddenly remembered the humans who had been forced into the corners of the continent. The vast Dawn Realm has been swallowed up by darkness step by step, and demons and evil beasts lurk in it, but most people are unaware of this, and continue to indulge in the little glow left.

"Whew, I'm tired," Wendy's voice interrupted her thoughts, as the red-haired witch rubbed her shoulders and walked over to her, lying on the windowsill with her.

"Are they asleep?"

"yes, they've been making a fuss for a long time, and now they're finally tired," Wendy yawned, "I don't know where they got the energy, they flew around the hydrogen balloon all day, and they were still clamoring to hear stories." ”

"You should thank Your Majesty," Nightingale couldn't help laughing, "If they hadn't been punished with three sets of exercises last time, I'm afraid they would have gone out on an adventure tonight instead of listening to stories." She glanced back, and from the balcony to the bedroom, she could see Maisie lying on top of Lightning, her white hair almost covering the little girl's body. "The two of them really get along. ”

Since the rooms in the palace were more spacious and arranged according to the layout of the living room with two bedrooms, the witches who accompanied Roland on his expedition were divided into rooms shared by four people. It must be said that this is the most magnificent place in the whole of the Grey Castle, even the guest rooms, the carpets and bedding are made of fine fabrics, some of the nightingales can still be named, such as velvet and silk, and some of them she can't even distinguish the materials.

"Indeed," Wendy smiled softly, "I've heard Mistress Tilly say that Maisie used to fall asleep in the form of a pigeon. The slightest noise would wake her up, and maintaining her transformation form was also designed to be able to escape danger at any time. Now, she can finally sleep peacefully like a normal girl. She paused at this point, and her voice was a little emotional, "We pressed the right chips." ”

The nightingale did not answer...... There is no need to answer. Anyone who survives the Mutual Aid Society will feel the same way. In the midst of their survival, the lords of the frontier towns come to their aid and promise to bring them a new world. Now, the sisters have not only seen the light of day, but have even discovered that the new world is almost within reach—a feeling of gratitude and recognition that is far beyond a few words when the sacred mountain they have been seeking for centuries is about to become a reality.

The two were silent for a long time, until the midnight bell rang in the distance, and Wendy asked again, "You...... Want to go back and see it?"

"Where?" the nightingale did not come back to his senses for a moment.

"Silverlight City, your home. She gestured to the guide, "It's only half a day's journey from here, and if you let Maisie take you there, you won't need half an hour." You...... There's a younger brother there. ”

Nightingale didn't expect the other party to mention this, and after hesitating for a while, he shook his head and said, "Now is the time to rectify the order of the city, potential enemies are everywhere, and I can't leave Your Majesty even a single step." After the Grey Castle is pacified, there are still many opportunities to go to Silverlight City to have a look, and there is no need to rush for a while. ”

"I thought you'd emphasize that you've long since disconnected yourself from the Glenn family, as you have in the past," Wendy seemed relieved to hear this answer, "You seem to ...... Don't hate your brother anymore?"

"If it weren't for his betrayal, I wouldn't have met you, let alone His Majesty Roland. Nightingale smiled, "Isn't that what you often say to me, getting rid of the nightmares of the past doesn't mean breaking with the past, and I now understand the second half of the sentence - as long as I can try to live a more fulfilling life than I used to be." ”

"Hmm...... It's a good proverb to put together," Wendy raised an eyebrow, "I don't see that your literary attainments are quite high." ”

"So I'm not going to sneak away, so you can go to sleep in peace," Nightingale took her hand, "it's getting late." ”

"Well," the two climbed into the bed, and Wendy summoned a light breeze and blew out the candles, "Good night." ”

"Good night. ”

When the nightingale confirmed that she was asleep, she gently got up from her bed, escaped into the fog, and walked towards His Majesty Roland's chamber.

Then came her time.

The darkness was on her side.

The next day, Roland received good news and bad news from the Iron Axe, and the good news was that after a night of torture, the High Priest of Ferry finally poured out his plan to secretly replace the king with Hermes and issue a decree to fight for the king.

The bad news is that the Church has been planning this dispute for a long time, in order to weaken the war potential of the Grey Keep so that they can quickly conquer the kingdom. In fact, they also achieved many goals, such as the eastern and eastern borders of the kingdom...... If it weren't for the fact that he happened to be the fourth prince, this plan would most likely bring the Grey Ciep to a ruin.

"You have heard everything," he commanded Tassa beside him, "and the more detailed the news of this news, especially the true purpose of the Church and the collusion of Tifeco with it, the better. I'm going to let the whole city know what they've done. ”

"Yes. ”

Then Roland looked at the Iron Axe, "Send another paddle steamer to bring Barov and Kemo Stow to the royal capital." ”

The latter showed a rare look of embarrassment, "Lord Steward has no problem, but the chief alchemist ...... Is he really willing to leave the lab and spend his precious time on the road?"

"I'll write a letter to Kemo," Roland pouted, and the rich did not return to his hometown, like a brocade at night. Generally speaking, when the skill is completed, no one will mind showing it off. When he was in Chishui City, he and the Wangdu Alchemy Association had always been competitors with each other, and the so-called peers were enemies, and now he had the opportunity to come to the door to slap his face, and he didn't believe that he wouldn't come.

And this is also a good opportunity for him to catch all the alchemists of the royal capital and bring them all under his command. (To be continued.) )