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It's dawn.

Agatha had barely slept all night, and her head was full of the nightingale's words.

The people all over the continent are the most powerful group.

400 years can change a lot of things, why do you still hold on to your previous ideas and refuse to give them away?

It's still a long time, you can confirm it with both eyes.

She rolled out of bed, walked over to the hanger, and stroked the robe that symbolized the Tachira Quest. I remember that when I got this robe through the unanimous approval of the three seats, I was so happy that I felt like I was about to fly. Exploring the mysteries of magic has been her life's pursuit, and the most popular phrase of the Quest Society is that existence is truth, if that group of mortals can really prove their power......

Agatha put on her robes and pushed open the door to the hall.

In any case, he may be the last member of the Quest Society and the only survivor of Tachira, and it is not something that can be done in a day or two to rebuild the new holy city. Until then, see for yourself what the mortal prince is capable of making the witches do what he says.

After breakfast, Agatha, accompanied by Wendy, arrives at the Grey-Haired Prince's office.

His outfit wasn't much different from what he had been four hundred years ago, but he felt different from the usual mercenaries, merchants, and farmers in the lower city, and not like Kraft, the head of the family's guard—most of them could tell the depth at a glance, and even guess what was going on in their hearts, as simple as an empty symbol. However, this way of identifying the prince could not be used, especially the other party's eyes, which were obviously just ordinary gray pupils, but made people feel full of indescribable look and confidence, especially the latter, which was different from the confidence brought by blind optimism, but came from a calm and peace that did not match his age, as if he had lived...... For thousands of years, he knew everything in the world.

Why do you feel this way?

His name was Roland Wimbledon, a name that Agatha remembered in her mind.

"How was your rest last night?" the other man smiled, "Four hundred years from now, the wheat porridge and fried eggs should still be to your liking, right?"

"Reluctantly, it would be better if you hadn't sent a witch into my room without permission. ”

He was slightly stunned, then shook his head helplessly, "Okay, she'll knock on the door later." By the way, if you want to go outside and visit the town and people of this era, you can ask the nightingale to guide you. If you want to look at history books, you can ask Lady Scroll, who has memorized all the books she has read. ”

"People's customs?" said Agatha frowning, "the threat of the devil is imminent, and I just want to see how you dare to boast that mortals can defeat the devil." If you can't stop their attack, history and customs are meaningless!"

The prince pouted: "Compared with heavy industry, light industry and people's livelihood are also very important...... Why are you interested in fighting artillery? ”

"What's heavy and what's light?"

"No, it'......s nothing," the other exhaled, "as you'll see, this afternoon is just in time for the performance test of the new weapon." But before I do that, I have a few questions for you - about the holy city of Tachira four hundred and fifty years ago. ”

A new weapon for mortals to operate?Agatha couldn't help but think of the crossbow and trebuchet, if they were just an improvement of these things, it would not be enough to deal with the devil. But she didn't express the doubts in her heart, "Just ask." ”

"You mentioned earlier that the Holy City of Taqira is a city ruled by witches, and ordinary people without magic can only be counted as lower-class people, so how many meals do they eat a day?

Agatha couldn't help but be stunned, she didn't expect the other party to ask herself such a question, "Civilians also have high status, ordinary people who can work for high-ranking witches, serve some chores and city defense, and are equivalent to the weakest auxiliary witches. This was followed by farmers and merchants, and finally slaves and coolies. I can't answer what you're asking - no witch who lives in Uptown pays attention to what ordinary people eat. As for the guards and servants in my tower, they are all provided with three meals a day, and they can eat meat once a week except for the Demon Moon. ”

"How much do they get paid?"

"What's that, money?" she said, raising an eyebrow, "they have become my embrace, and have served me all the days of my master, and I have given them shelter and food, and imparted knowledge to them, and I have no other reward." ”

"I see," the other party said with great interest something on the paper, "like farming, raising livestock, and making iron tools, will witches also be involved?"

"Of course, these are auxiliary work for witches," replied Agatha, "and even they are far better than ordinary people—and they alone will not be able to satisfy the needs of the Federation." ”

Questions and answers like this went on for nearly half an hour, and he seemed to be particularly interested in the clothing, food, housing, and transportation of the witches' major cities, and asked them in great detail, which made Agatha find it difficult to understand. Doesn't he care about the devil who has already occupied most of the Dawn Realm and is about to invade again?

The prince paused for a moment and handed the scroll what he had written, "You say you're a member of the Quest Society, and this organization specializes in magic stones and magical powers?"

Finally asked a decent question, Agatha nodded, "Yes, the so-called magic stones are all transformed from the Divine Punishment Stone, which can not only suppress the witch's ability, but also make the witch exert a completely different power. ”

This sentence stunned everyone, and the witch who called herself Tilly blurted out, "What do you do?"

She finally regained some of the feeling of being valued in the past, and couldn't help but feel a little proud, "This is the secret that the Secret Society has been pursuing for more than 400 years, and it has taken countless efforts to figure out the connection between magic and magic stones. I can tell you, but you also have to trade for knowledge that will increase the chances of a witch awakening. ”

Tilly and Roland looked at each other, "Of course there's nothing wrong with that, but there's one question I don't understand. She raised her left hand, the blue spar ring on her finger reflecting a striking luster, "This magic stone was found from ancient ruins, and it gives me the ability to fly freely - there is no doubt that this magic stone is very useful, and when fighting the devil, whether it is attacking or retreating, it can make the troops take the initiative, and it can also save a lot of travel time on weekdays." She paused, "But why do you still rely on foot when you retreat? Isn't it strange that even a high-level awakened person like you doesn't have such a convenient magic stone?"

. (To be continued.) )