"Demon!" Eretia took her two-handed sword and stood in front of Mira.

“...... Demons?" her tone was cold, almost emotionless, "what are you who transport orphans and abandoned babies to the convent to raise and choose witches from among them?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" rebuked the knightess, "the Church has taken them in out of the mercy of the gods, and how many of them would have survived to adulthood without the Abbey? You're completely reversing cause and effect!"

When she heard the word "dispose", the witch's golden eyes instantly dimmed a lot, and she raised her greatsword with one hand, "I'm not too interested in convincing a dead man, so be it." ”

Before the words fell, the owl spread its wings and flew up, her figure had rushed in front of her, and Eretia remembered the tragic situation of the teammate who had been split with the sword, and instead of retreating, she rushed towards the lower right of the transcendent - in the sword training class, the instructor had mentioned more than once that the lower right hand of the person who used it well was the most difficult position to take care of, because of the limitation of the sword holding position, it would take an extra half a breath to turn the direction of the blade.

Eretia's leopard-like lunge dodged the witch's slash, and as she swept her side, she slashed her sword horizontally in an attempt to strike back. But the Transcendent's reaction was astonishingly quick—with a single jump, he easily dodged the sweep while turning and raising his greatsword.

Up until this point, Erecia hadn't even quite landed.

Everything was between the lightning and flint, and half of the calf flew into the sky with blood. A tearing pain came from beneath her, nearly knocking her unconscious. With instinct clenching her teeth, the female warrior did not call out on the spot.

The gap is too big.

She only now understands how powerful Abrams is to be able to fight against the transcendent with a dozen swords and give herself a chance to escape.

Eretia struggled to roll over, just in time to see Mira take a crossbow from her back wrap and raise her hand to the transcendent witch who was focused on herself.

It was her last chance, and she realized that maybe she could get her attention!

The samurai was just about to say something, but the greatsword swept through like a whirlwind, and she felt her throat tighten, and then the world turned upside down...... No, maybe it was she flying, and she saw her body fall to her knees weakly, and at the same time saw an owl pounce on Mira, but in mid-air it turned into a girl and slammed into the priest...... The vision quickly blurred, and eventually fell to the ground, plunged into endless darkness.

......

"Damn stone!" Maisie grumbled, touching the bulging bag on her head, "You were too careless, and if it weren't for me, that crossbow would have hit you!"

"Don't worry, I've noticed, I'm just going to do it quickly," Ash quickly dug a shallow pit with his broadsword, dragged the two into the pit, and covered it with dirt to bury them. The Stone of Divine Punishment and the Golden Dragon were all in her pocket, so that the cost of the trip to the Blue Water Harbor would be covered. She also found a letter from a woman dressed in a priest's robe, and skimmed through it to the effect that Roland Wimblington, Lord of the West, had asked him to buy baby girls and orphans if he had not colluded with witches—a deal that had been made on the other side of the deal by Duke Lane before that. As long as the underage female is within the scope of purchase, you can pay according to the "market price", or you can use pills to offset the price.

After reading it, Ash sneered, put the letter paper on the torch and lit it, and burned it clean.

"Let's go, we still have a bunch of corpses to bury. ”

"Goo. Maisie turned back into an owl and rushed with the ashes to the first place of attack.

digging pits, transporting, burying people...... Maisie couldn't help much with the physical work, and she was a little dizzy from the severed limbs and the bloody smell that permeated her, so she had to land on the branches and watch the ashes go about their lives.

"Why are you doing this, wouldn't it be bad if the church found out?"

"When they found out that the emissaries had disappeared, it was two or three months later," said Ash as he shoveled dirt, "and the Church usually sends a mission of emissaries to investigate the witch incident, and if the lord cooperates, it will last for more than a month, and with the time it takes for them to return, it will be about two or three months." ”

"But His Royal Highness the Prince will definitely not cooperate with them!

"You'd better take on a human form and talk to me again," Ash sighed, "If the lord lets the emissaries into town, the witches of the Mutual Aid will be exposed—the emissaries don't need to ask the prince himself, they just need to torture the people to find out." Roland will either betray the witches and lie that it has nothing to do with him, or he will have to arrest them all. If they had been prepared, if only one of them had escaped, Hermes would have received the news in no time – as you can see, they also had carrier pigeons with them. ”

"The pigeons can't see the way at night, and I've caught them all," Maisie patted her bulging waist bag, "and we'll have one for each of us when they're cooked tomorrow." ”

Ash shook her head secretly, she had never seen her catch birds to eat before, and she had only been in the border town for a few days, and she had actually developed a strong interest in roasting bird meat. If the church decides to send in an army, he will only have about a month left. But now, as long as his luck is not too bad, he will have at least three more months...... So, this is my gift to him and my revenge on the church. ”

"I see, it's worthy of Sister Ash. Maisie complimented.

There was still a little ash left unspoken, so she made a decision for the prince, and when the church found out that the messengers had lost contact, they would surely blame Roland Wimbledon, who would not have had a chance to betray the witch by then.

When everything was put in order, the sky was gradually whitening.

"So, let's separate here. Ash said.

"......," Maisie was stunned, "what?"

She touched the other party's small head and crouched down, "You like Frontier Town very much, don't you? With Lightning and Wendy, you're going to have a great time here." ”

"But......" the other man lowered his head with a hesitant expression, "I like you and Mistress Tilly too." ”

"It's not that you're going to stay here forever," Ash smiled, "Roland Wimbledon, unlike Tilly, is an ordinary nobleman after all, and it's hard to guarantee that he will always be on the witch's side. That's what I want to give you, to fly back once a month to tell us what's happening in Frontiertown, and to bring our news back to the Aid Aid Witches. In this way, the two sides can also establish a connection. If the town is in danger, you can also help them escape from the Grey Keep and head to the fjord. ”

"Is that so?" Maisie blinked.

"That's it," she nodded, "I'm sure you can do it." ”

Seeing Maisie, who had turned into a dove and gradually disappeared into the morning light, the ashes turned over and rode towards the blue water harbor. (To be continued.) )