After the personnel arrived, Roland recounted what Lightning had found from beginning to end, "A transparent crystal coffin that appeared in an ancient ruin, no signs of corruption in a damp basement, a magic gem that constantly cries for help, and a devil that turned into ashes...... What do you think?"

"You mean to say that she might be a witch?" thought to Anna, "if she were alive, she might know more about what happened more than four hundred years ago." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"It's also possible that she's not a witch, or even of that era," the scroll hesitated for a moment, "and ......"

"And she's not necessarily on our side. Ye added.

This sentence made Roland slightly stunned, indeed, if the ruins were left by the church, the other party was likely to be a member of the church, judging from the gorgeous costumes described by the lightning, maybe it was still a high-level. Ordinary people are fine, but if it's really a witch, it's tricky to deal with.

From the battle between Ash and Nightingale, to the attack of the Faceless, it can be seen that there is no clear dividing line between the combat power of witches, and if the transcendent does not wear the Divine Punishment Stone, it may not be able to withstand ordinary witches with unique abilities, and if the combat witch is assisted by the witch first, the situation is also worrying.

In the unlikely event that the other party is malicious, there is no guarantee that her abilities will not pose a threat to the Witch Alliance...... Unless, awaken her within the area of effect of the Punishment Stone.

"You're all crazy, aren't you thinking about whether she's on our side?" Lily cupped her forehead weakly, "How can a person more than four hundred years ago survive to this day? Witches are already short-lived, even if they are physically strengthened transcendents, none of them are more than a hundred years old, you can't help but think too much." According to me, maybe if that thing shatters, the people inside will turn to dust like the devil. ”

"The short life is due to the so-called demon phantom," Roland corrected, "witches are generally physically stronger than ordinary people, and their actual lifespan should be longer." ”

"Forty or fifty years for the average person," Lily snorted, "do you think everyone lives as long as a turtle?"

The average life expectancy of forty or fifty years is due to the poor food supply and low medical care, and as long as the quality of life improves, it can rise for another twenty years. But she was not without reason, Roland thought, even with that, there was still a long way to go before the four hundred years of life...... Even a turtle may not live that long.

"But she does look like she's alive," cried Lightning, "and you know that she's not the same as those dead devils, her skin is radiant, and her lips are bloody. Maisie!"

"Boom! Lightning is right!"

"Alright, don't fight," Wendy interrupted, "whether she's dead or alive, it's worth trying." ”

"Are you sure?" asked the scroll, frowning.

"If she's really a church witch, just hang the Punishment Stone before she wakes up. And we also have Anna and Nightingale, so it's not a big problem to restrain her. "The point is that she probably knew about the accident that happened more than 400 years ago, and that alone deserves our rescue." ”

Indeed, the devil's information is very important to the town, and the news that the church is trying to hide must be extremely detrimental to them, and if they can grasp it in advance, they may be able to take the initiative in future confrontations.

Anna and Nightingale agree with Wendy, so that even if the book doesn't feel inappropriate, they don't object, and the Witch League basically agrees.

"What about the First Army?" Roland looked at the Iron Axe.

"A maximum of fifty men can be dispatched," the latter began, "Your Highness, you have sent several squads to assist the town hall in recruiting the outcasts, and now there are only about five hundred soldiers left in the town. Although Tifeco was punished by heaven, he could still launch a large-scale attack on the western frontier in a desperate way, and the First Army must have enough men to guard against the royal capital. ”

"I see," he nodded, fifty men were a bit small, and a long-range spear strike from the devil out of sight was likely to cause heavy damage. To make up for this, in addition to Lightning and Maisie's aerial scouting, Sylvie's clairvoyance is essential. The ideal team would be to advance in tandem with the ground forces, with the witches on alert and melee combat missions, and the musketeers for ranged suppression.

But in this way, the Sleepy Island Witch will also know about the existence of the Sleeper in the ruins. Roland thought about it again and again, but decided to take Sylvie with him, after all, ensuring his own safety was still the most important thing in this rescue.

Just as he was about to arrange a rescue plan, Mizuki let out a low exhalation, "Oh my God...... What's that?"

Everyone followed her gaze and looked out the window, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Roland pushed open the window in disbelief, only to see that the gloomy sky was filled with white elves, which were overwhelming but silent. He reached out and caught a handful of white dots, a cold touch coming from his palm.

It's snowing.

This is not normal...... As far as he knew, there would only be one snow in the winter in the West, not to mention that it wasn't winter yet!

Will it snow in the last month of autumn?" he looked at Iron Axe, whose face was serious, and he said slowly, "I have only been in the town for seven or eight years, and I have never experienced such a situation. ”

Once there is heavy snowfall, it means the arrival of the Demon Moon, and the sun will be buried under the clouds until the next time it blooms. And during this time, the entire Western Realm will face the threat of evil beasts. Not to mention the First Army, even transporting witches in hot air balloons has become dangerous - at a time when the Hidden Forest is full of ferocious beasts, leaving the protected areas of the city walls is an extremely risky task.

He had to abort the rescue plan and wait for the sky to clear.

From the bottom of his heart, he felt that the heavy snow was probably an accident and would soon be over. After all, the temperature is still at the level of autumn, and it has not dropped much.

Three days later, the town was covered in silver, and the mountains and forests in the distance were covered with a white veil, which was definitely a rare beauty in the afterlife, but Roland had no heart to enjoy the scenery.

Although the snow had weakened considerably, there were still scattered snowflakes falling, and the First Army was put on full alert, with regular patrols on the newly built walls every day, and temporary camps set up at the foot of the walls so that soldiers could quickly enter the battle. The temperature changed almost every day, and his outfit changed from a single coat to a cotton wool jacket.

On the fourth day, the news from the front made Roland's heart sink completely.

The western section of the city wall is attacked by evil beasts.

The Demon Moon came more than a month earlier. (To be continued.) )