It took a while for Hetty to figure out the situation. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

She first touched her restored thigh, and then looked at the nightingale on the side a few times before moving her gaze to Roland, "You cured me?"

"Otherwise, Sunset will be dragged down by you," he said, finding a chair to sit down in front of the cage, leaning over and asking, "Tell me, where are all the witches you have rejected?"

"It's ...... What did Ife tell you?"

"That's right, the witch named Anne is her friend. ”

Hetty gritted her teeth and didn't answer, but Roland saw a deep hatred in her eyes.

"You can obviously take them in, Grand Duke Island is the territory of Grand Duke Morgan, you are his heir, it is impossible to not be able to raise more than ten auxiliary witches. He said bluntly, "Even if they are useless, they are only two gruel a day, not to mention that the auxiliary witches are much more useful than you think." Andrea's musket for wounding you is a weapon made by witches and ordinary people, and it has no threshold, even a farmer who works with the land all day long can easily kill an experienced knight after taking it. ”

Hetty's expression moved, and he raised his head suddenly, "What did you say?

"Do you think I became the king of the Grey Keep by taking down the royal capital by witches?" Roland straightened up and leaned back in his chair, "If they can do this, they won't be suppressed by the church and secular forces." ”

"The musket...... How did you do that?"

He looked at Hetty coldly until she realized where she had lost her words and then sneered, "Why, do you think this is at a palace banquet?"

She swallowed her spit unwillingly, "This is the ...... next to you."

"The Nightingale is my man, and has nothing to do with Tilly," Roland said in a deep voice, "I ask again, where are all the witches you have rejected?"

"I let them go and let them go to other witch organizations on their own, I don't know the exact whereabouts, maybe ...... Some went back to nearby towns, some went to Dawn—"

"You're lying," she interrupted before she could finish her sentence, "and not a word of it is true. ”

"No, Your Majesty, she doesn't know anything at all......"

"There's nothing to justify," Roland shook his head, "Nightingale can tell a lie, and anything that goes against her will won't escape her scrutiny." Now that you know why Tilly is carrying you across the fjord to the West, I'm going to have a limit on my patience if you don't want to suffer and tell me all about what you've done. ”

In the dim light of the fire, Hetty's expression looked cloudy, obviously she didn't expect the other party to have such an ability. After a short silence, she suddenly held the iron railing and said in a loud voice, "Your Majesty Wimbledon, the Wolfheart Kingdom has been annexed by the Church, and the whereabouts of the Wolf King are now unknown, and I am the last bloodline of the Morgan royal family. As long as you can help me regain the heart of the wolf, I can bring you countless benefits......! By the way, and the witches, the Blood Fang will be the only one to obey!"

"That's the last thing you want to say?"

"I can even give you half a wolf's heart! With the Black Rock Cliff as the boundary, all the western boundaries belong to you!"

"Enough," Roland said, "I just want to know the whereabouts of those witches!"

"What?" said Hetty, incredulously, "isn't my kingdom as good as those witches?"

"Don't you understand me," he said, a little annoyed in his heart, "Wolfheart is not your kingdom, and I have no interest in a land thousands of miles away. The present inquiry is only for the most basic etiquette among nobles, and I have many ways to get you to speak, and you should know better than I do you about torture, and it will do you no good except to endure hardship. Now while I'm still here, give me an account of what you've done, and then I'll spare your life. ”

The last sentence made her grasp of a life-saving straw, "You...... Will you really let me go?"

"I've always done what I said. ”

Hetty lowered her head and hesitated for a long time before saying, "I handed them over to the nobles." ”

Roland's heart sank, and the hint given by the nightingale also proved that she was telling the truth this time, "Didn't you sell it to them?"

"No, this is a deal in itself," she took a deep breath, "I can't make enough witches in my lifetime to rely on the witches who awakened on Grand Duke Island, and I must spread the reputation of the Blood Fang Society to all parts of the wolf's heart so that more witches can come to me." ”

Roland also did this trick, although he was preempted by Tilly, resulting in few results in the end, "Then just hire rats to promote, what does it have to do with the nobility?"

"The rats themselves are being manipulated by the nobility, and once the news is targeted by the church, Grand Duke Island will be in big trouble. ”

"The witch is a reward for the nobility?"

"It is also a guarantee to win them over, after the nobles hide witches, they will consciously pay attention to the movements of the church, control the spread of rats, and even take the initiative to divert the attention of the holy city for me. Hetty whispered, "Only nobles who are willing to accept witches will spread the word in the local area, so that the risk can be minimized." ”

What happened later, Roland can imagine even if he doesn't ask, these non-combat witches will be locked in a dark room that does not see the light of day, few people can survive the magic backlash, even if a few lucky people can survive until adulthood, when the nobles get tired of playing, or when the pressure exerted by the church increases, they will be thrown out as merit or props to divert pressure, and there is only a dead end.

The nightingale's rising anger made Hetie in the cage also aware of it, and she couldn't help but take two steps back, "Your Majesty, you promised me!"

Roland stretched out his hand to stop the nightingale, "Who is going to do all this?" ”

"Skyflame...... She has been killed by the ashes. ”

"No one else?" he asked, "and now none of the witches in the Bloodfang Society know about it?"

Hetty nodded.

"Speak up!"

“...... Be. ”

Roland secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, "Last question, what is the purpose of recruiting battle witches everywhere to form the Blood Fang Society?"

Hetty was silent for a moment before she said, "At first, I just wanted to help my father ascend to the throne that should have belonged to him. ”

She didn't go on, but Roland knew the outcome, and when Grand Duke Morgan died, the Blood Fang Society would become a tool for her to realize her desire for power.

Walking out of the dungeon, Nightingale couldn't help but take his hand, "Do you really want to spare that murderer's life?"

"Hety Morgan is a witch of the Isle of Sleep, and it is not appropriate for me to deal with her, so Tilly brought her to the West, only to ask me to help her find out the truth. ”

"What do you mean......" The nightingale's eyes sparkled.

"Whether Sleeping Island will let her go or not, it's not for me to decide. Roland said.