Chapter 330: Farewell
The next day, Roland bid farewell to Lotus and Honey in the back garden of the castle. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
He didn't want the two of them to leave so soon, but when he heard that the Pretty was still waiting in the shoals, he decided not to delay it any longerβto at least show his generosity and not make Tilly feel embarrassed. Thinking about it, it was already a sign of sincerity for the other party to send an important witch to the border town before the large-scale construction of the Sleeping Island was needed, and in that case, he couldn't be too demanding.
In order to avoid a long journey in the snow, it was Anna and Wendy who escorted them on board, and if they were transported by the Distant Lookout, it would only take half an hour to reach the shallows.
"Thank you for taking care of you these past few months," the two bowed in front of Roland.
"I should thank you," Roland smiled, "You have made many contributions to the construction of the border town, and I have two gifts for you." β
"Gifts, gifts?" Lian was slightly stunned, and a touch of crimson appeared on her cheeks.
Honey touched her chest, looked at Lian's again, and asked excitedly, "Can we have it too?"
Roland took the two bags from the nightingale and handed them to the other party, "Well, both." β
Honey couldn't wait to unwrap it and pull out a long white cloth band from it, "Hey, what is this, isn't it a corset?"
"Ahem, this is a scarf," he said, picking up the cotton ribbon and wrapping it around her neck, "so that you won't be afraid of the cold wind and snowflakes pouring into your neck." Wrap it a little thicker to cover your ears. β
"Hmm...... It's warm," the latter exclaimed with a look of satisfaction.
I don't know if it's an illusion, Lian's face became even redder.
"There's something in there," Honey played with the scarf for a moment and pulled out a small square from the bag, "Your Highness, is this also a gift?"
"That's right, open it and take a look. β
"Wow, it's so bright!" she said happily as she held up the tin box, "Look, you can see yourself clearly!"
It is a small mirror embedded in a wooden box, and it is also one of the products put into the convenience market. In Roland's life experience, as long as you are a woman, you can't resist this kind of shiny thing.
Honey's cry attracted the attention of the other witches, and soon the witches of the Sleeping Island gathered around and looked at themselves in the vanity mirror, and their irrepressible love and envy overflowed - after all, this crystal glass mirror coated by Zoroa was far better reflective and overall imaging than the silver mirror, which also made Roland see a new way to buy.
After the gift was delivered, the hot air balloon was also inflated. The two climbed into the basket and waved goodbye to Roland and the witches. It was evident that they were feeling a little reluctant to leave the town.
"I have to say, this is indeed a good place," Tilly said softly as she walked up to him, "with a convenient water supply and a comfortable room, it's hard to believe that you have transformed a poor land into what it is today in just one year." β
"Do you regret it?"
"You mean to send witches into town?" she laughed, "how could I regret it if I could make their lives better." Don't forget, I'm a witch too. β
In the white garden, Tilly's smile is like a clean snowflake, beautiful without a hint of color. If there is such a sister in the future, the return rate of bringing it out is definitely 100%. But Roland knew in his heart that her relationship with herself was more like a collaborator, a natural ally, than her sister's identity. As can be seen from her decision yesterday, she even dared to go to the danger in order to deal with possible threats.
"Are you really going to such a dangerous place?" Roland asked, "Although you are a transcendent witch, your abilities are not suitable for combat, are you?"
"Don't worry, I'm not completely incapable of self-preservation," Tilly said as she stretched out her hands and showed the prince the ornament in her handβshe was wearing a blue crystal ring on her left ring finger and a white silk glove on her right hand, with a red gem embedded in the back of the glove. Honestly, this combination looks particularly strange, and the asymmetrical dress is almost like a mash-up style that has become popular on the runway in later generations. He had been very curious about this since yesterday, but he didn't ask out of politeness.
"It's a magic stone, a strange stone found from ancient ruins," she explains, "and when infused with magic it can cast different abilities, such as this ring, which allows me to fly freely like lightning." β
As if she were proving what she had said, her feet slowly lifted off the ground, and her body was suspended in mid-air as if it were weightless, a sight that startled Roland.
How can an ability be changed with a single stone?
He quickly realized the significance of this.
If the ability can be customized in batches, the work efficiency of witches will be greatly improved - in the case of Lian, if the Witch Alliance can have a magic stone that simulates the ability of Lian, it will only take one day to complete the construction of a temporary settlement.
When Tilly landed, she pointed her right hand at a clearing, only to see a bright bolt of lightning burst from her fingertips, knocking ankle-deep snow through a bowl-sized hole, revealing the black ground below.
"So you can have both abilities at the same time?" Roland was surprised.
"No," Tilly shook her head, "Magic stones only allow one ability to appear within a certain range, and if I infuse two stones with magic at the same time, nothing will happen." Then she smiled, "Originally, I didn't plan to tell you the news so quickly, but after last night's meeting, I thought I might have misunderstood you...... I'm glad you're being honest about the ancient ruins...... And a hint of apology. β
"It's okay, I understand. β
"By the way, I'm a little concerned, what is the corset that Honey just said?"
Roland almost choked on saliva, "Ahem, I don't know...... Maybe you can ask Sylvie or Evelyn. β
"Okay," Tilly shrugged, "Looks like you're still holding me back." β
The prince was a little crying and laughing for a moment.
"Let's not talk about that," she blinked, "I've been thinking about it last night, why did they abandon all the magic stones if these ruins belonged to the Church? Even if they fled from the devil and deliberately buried the results of the war, it would not prevent them from continuing to use these stones - it does not make sense at all. β
"The Church doesn't care about this loss?" Roland pondered, but he quickly rejected his opinion, "No, they shouldn't be able to mass-produce these magic stones, otherwise they would have been used in pursuit of the fugitive Mutual Aid Society." After all, if they could fly, most people wouldn't be able to escape the witches of the church. β
"Indeed, I thought back to all the books on the church and the gods in the library of the Lower Palace, and found something very strange...... Not only do their historical records end at more than 400 years ago, but even the origins of the gods are vague, there are no illustrious names, no epic legends, and no more details than to advertise their omnipotence and omniscience. At least compared to the ancient gods, it seemed much more ethereal. Joining the two together can't help but create a singular feeling.
"What?" Roland thought to himself.
"It's like the church came out of nowhere. β
. (To be continued.) )