Chapter 44: The Hidden Answer

When Roland returned to the castle, it was getting late and it was snowing heavily outside.

He walked into the bedroom, took off his coat, shook the snow off his neckline, and hung it on a hanger by the fireplace.

"Your Highness, don't you think this matter is done in too much of a hurry?"

The nightingale appears in front of the prince.

"Nanawa?" Roland poured himself and the other a glass of wine, and although the ale was much more bitter than the beer of later generations, he had grown accustomed to the taste.

The nightingale took the cup, held it in her hand but did not drink itβ€”she was waiting for the prince's answer.

"There's no better time than now," Roland said as he drank his wine and filled himself up again, "If you want to use Nanava's abilities in the Demon Moon, you can't hide the identity of a witch anymore." The ability to heal fatal injuries in an instant is not something that ordinary herbal medicine or phlebotomy can do, and this is something that everyone can imagine. ”

"Thanks to the blessings of this dispensable town outside the western borders, the Church has very little influence on this placeβ€”and I would not be willing to squander the golden dragon in a place that could be abandoned at any moment," Roland continued, "and there was not even a chapel in the town, and the missionaries returned to the fortress of Changge early with the nobles. What do you think of a frontier town at this time, an isolated island cut off from the outside world. ”

β€œ...... Did you plan it a long time ago?" asked Nightingale.

Roland nodded, "Heavy snow will bury the road to the fortress of Changge, and the shipping of the docks is in my hands. We have at least three months to reverse the idea that witches are evil. If it is just propaganda, the effect is extremely limited, and it is necessary to rely on close contact to quickly eliminate this misunderstanding. ”

That's why he wanted to stay with Nanawa no matter what. He wanted to create an otherworldly version of Nightingale.

The legendary nurse was named the goddess of lanterns by the warriors for her dedication to caring for the wounded, which led to a plummeting mortality rate from 42% to 2%, and the prestige of the entire nursing profession was elevated to worship.

And Nanawa's ability is even more magical, using magic to heal wounds, as long as she doesn't die on the spot, she can pick up a life. This is probably more effective than any weapon for boosting the morale of the militia.

At the same time, thanks to her father, who was a declining nobleman, he often interacted with hunters and farmers on weekdays, and his attitude towards commoners was very peaceful, and he even allowed Nanava to study at the academy run by Karl. Other nobles, even the lowest-ranking barons, would not have been happy to have their daughters involved with this group of people, who in their eyes were so-called pariahs.

"These ...... Can it really be done?" even the Nightingale was extremely powerless in the face of a behemoth like the Church.

"If you don't take this step, you will never know the answer. ”

Roland didn't expect the entire town to change their minds because of this, but at least the new team he had assembled should be firmly in his hands, and he would rely on these seeds from within the people to spread his ideas in the future.

Three months is enough time to change a lot of things.

Nightingale was silent for a moment before whispering, "Why did you do this for the witch?"

In order to liberate the productive forces, in order to gain greater power, there is a place in the future battle for the throne - of course, these answers are not suitable for saying at this time. Although Roland is a mechanical dog, he has also played a lot of various GALGAMES, which can be regarded as a battle-hardened and has seen a lot. More than two decades of experience in both lives reminded him that he was facing an answer to a crucial question at this time.

He pondered his words and said slowly, "Didn't I tell you a long time ago, border towns don't care about their backgrounds. I hope that one day, even witches, will be able to live like a free man in my territory. ”

This time the nightingale was silent for a long time, and the only thing left in the room was the crackling of a charcoal fire. Her side face was reflected in the uncertain firelight, like a beautiful picture.

When she spoke again, Roland had the illusion that time was flowing again, "You don't have to," her voice was distant and soft, "forgive me for lying to you before...... The Mutual Aid sisters had been away for too long, and they had no extravagant hopes for a place to stay, even in this castle. ”

"What's the difference between that and a cage," Roland shook his head, then suddenly seemed to understand, and stared at Nightingale with wide eyes, "Wait...... You mean, you're willing to bring them here?"

Nightingale sighed, avoiding the prince's gaze, "In this case, you will be the enemy of the Church. ”

"Their hand has been stretched too long," Roland said disapprehantly, "as soon as the slogan of the divine right of kings comes out, it is only a matter of time before the Church and the countries of the continent come into conflict. As for the border towns, as long as they get through these three months smoothly, there is not much they can do. Thousands of miles away from the church's lair, the bishop and his inquisitors will cross the entire Grey Keep against me? My father would never allow such a thing to happen, it was a serious provocation to the majesty of the royal family. ”

β€œ......”

When the nightingale saluted and left, Roland lay down on the bed and let out a sigh of relief.

He didn't say all the words, the church is thousands of miles away, and according to the speed of news spread in this world, I am afraid that the reaction will be after the end of spring. Coupled with the long distance and his status as a prince, the most likely thing is that the other party will send an envoy to find out the situation.

In this way, I am afraid that it will be half a year smaller. By then, he should have the strength to break with them.

Therefore, the biggest danger lies not in the church, but in the witches themselves.

Only Roland can see this.

Although witches are at a disadvantage right now, this will not last forever. Witches do not rely on bloodline inheritance, but have random awakenings that have no rules to follow, which means that witches cannot be exterminated, they will only increase.

The Church relied on the Stone of Punishment to maintain an advantage over witches, but this advantage could only be used to counteract the magic. At present, the awakening of witches has not only endowed them with a variety of abilities, but also has a tendency to surpass ordinary people in terms of physical fitness, thinking reactions, and even appearance.

They are essentially "new humans".

The more brutal the oppression, the fiercer the resistance. How much damage can be done to the Grey Keep when a revolt led purely by witches is set off?The hatred nurtured by the Church, if unchecked, is likely to turn into hatred of all the people of the kingdom without discrimination.

Roland didn't want that to happen.

Therefore, he needs to build a structure that can accommodate both, starting with the border town, and spread it to the entire Grey Keep and even the continental kingdom.

A world where witches and ordinary people can coexist.