On the ridge of the Falling Dragon Ridge, Lightning found a leeward spot and expertly erected a tent large enough to hold four people. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The roaring bonfire dispelled the cold, and the nightingale rolled up its trouser legs, revealing bloodstained calves, only to see that the place where the messenger had struck was already swollen. She didn't feel anything running with her teeth before, but now that she was relaxed, she felt that it was extremely difficult to move her legs, and if it wasn't for Maisie arriving in time, she really didn't know how far she could run with the Marquis.

It is extremely dangerous to navigate through the fog when you are immobile - the shifting lines are both steps and sharp blades that can easily cut themselves into pieces if not grasped correctly.

"I'll help you. ”

Maisie rummaged through her large backpack for a pile of first-aid supplies, in addition to cotton cloth and vials of alcohol, as well as leaf-processed herbs, which were the main medical treatment at the Mutual Aid Society.

When the pungent smell of alcohol poured on the wound, even the nightingale couldn't help but let out a muffled snort, and her brows pressed tightly together. If it weren't for the fact that Her Highness had said that this thing could effectively kill tiny creatures and prevent their wounds from being eroded by the plague, she really felt that this was no different from being tortured.

Fortunately, the coolness brought by the herbs quickly dispelled the hot pain, and after bandaging the wound, she suddenly felt a lot more comfortable all over her body.

"Your back ......," the marquis whispered, "does it matter?"

"What's wrong with your back?" said Lightning slipped into the tent with a bundle of firewood.

"She's trying to save me...... Shot by those men's crossbow arrows," Speer's voice sounded a little low.

"It's not a big deal, it's just a few punches," Nightingale pouted, "at most I can't lie down and sleep tonight." ”

"It's better to apply some herbs," the lightning flickered at the branches in the fire pit, splashing a little spark, "The medicine of the leaves not only stops the bleeding, but also works well on bruises." ”

"Lie on top of me," Maisie sat down and patted her thigh, "I'll give you the medicine!"

Looking at the serious eyes of the white-haired little girl, the nightingale couldn't resist it, and finally had to nod, "Okay." ”

Undressed, she clutched her chest and lay on Maisie's lap, and then heard the Marquis gasp.

You don't need to look at it to know that the originally smooth back must be red and swollen, one blue and one purple, but it's just scary to look at, she thinks disapprovingly, this kind of scar is nothing for a witch with strong self-healing ability, and it can dissipate in two or three days.

While he was taking advantage of the medicine, Nightingale coughed twice and said, "What are your plans for next, Lord Marquis?, your brother Redwin was encouraged by the church to turn his back on you, and before that, neither he nor the church knew that you were a witch. "They're supposed to be on their way to your lordship, and if you're not a witch, they're going to be put to death as a devil's minions—it's not a hard thing for the church." ”

"How dare they openly murder a marquis," Speer gritted his teeth, "I'm going to make Redwin and the church pay!"

"The Church does more than you can imagine," Nightingale shook her head, "even kings don't blink before they do it—Eternal Winter and Wolfheart are prime examples." ”

Spell was stunned for a moment, and only after a moment did he speak: "Is the Church really planning to annex the Four Kingdoms?" I have only heard this in the mouths of some merchants in neighboring countries, but most of the nobles of the royal capital think that this is nothing more than nonsense. ”

"The nobles of the royal capital still say that Roland Wimbledon is a traitor," she shrugged, "If Your Highness is not mistaken, this is only the first step in the Church's plan, but I can't tell you about the conspiracy behind it for the time being, unless you join the League of Witches." In addition, it is certainly not a matter of a day or two for the church to plan this coup d'état, and most of your subordinates should have fallen to Redwin, who sold more interests, if you want to recapture Falling Dragon Ridge, you can also ask Your Highness for help. ”

He ...... Will it really help me?"

Of course, it is our duty to eradicate the church. Nightingale chuckled.

The marquiss fell silent, as if hesitating about something.

"Don't worry," Nightingale knew her hesitation, which was something that most witches worry about before heading to the Frontier Town, "If you want to leave the West, you can do so at any time, Your Highness never forces anyone." ”

"He really ...... Achieved the coexistence of witches and ordinary people?"

This was the second time Nightingale had heard the other person ask about it, and every time she answered the question, she always felt a wave of pride in her heart, "Yes, His Highness's domain is such a place - it is a sacred mountain for witches. ”

Speer Passy's face looked cloudy in the light of the fire, and after a long time, she nodded slightly, "Let's leave tomorrow?"

"Not yet," Nightingale and Lightning said in unison. Then the two looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh.

"The Church will certainly try to report this to the Holy City, and in the next two days we must intercept the pigeons released by the enemy," she explained to the countess, "and then Maisie will send you back to the Frontier Town, and I have other tasks to complete." ”

In the room at the top of the tower, she remembered that the Holy Envoy had said that when the matter was dealt with, she would soon leave for Chishui City.

Obviously, every time she arrives in a city, she will set off an undercurrent, and no matter how big the impact is, it will always cause trouble for His Highness. Moreover, this person has also seen his own way of attacking, and if he can intercept her, the arrangement of the church will inevitably suffer a setback, and he may be able to collect a lot of information from her.

Nightingale took a deep breath, and she decided to kill the emissary of the Church—but she didn't know if His Highness Roland would agree to her plan, and she wasn't going to go her own way if he asked that she have to go back.

......

Three days later, Maisie, who had sent off the Marquises, returned to Falling Dragon Ridge again, this time with two more Sleeping Island witches behind her.

"Why are you here?" the nightingale looked at the two in surprise.

"Your Highness Roland has asked us to assist you," Andrea gracefully jumped off the back of the behemoth, removed her hood, and shook her blonde hair, "the reward is two ice cream buns." ”

"How can I be missing such a thing as purging the church?" said Ash, raising the corners of his mouth.

"Your Highness said you can do it, but be careful to be safe," Maisie said back in human form, "He said he was waiting for you in the castle to go back. ”

"Yes......" Nightingale suddenly felt a heat in her heart, "I see. ”

"And how many people are there?" Ash raised an eyebrow, "I heard there's another witch?"

"I don't know, but at most there are twenty or so Judgment Warriors, and their attendants and followers," she said word by word, "and the others don't matter, but the witch must be left to me." ”

. (To be continued.) )