The environment on Sleepy Island is getting better day by day, and as soon as she flies, Tilly can see the crowds and the bustling market. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Today, it is no longer the place where the original 300 or so witches lived in isolation, and through negotiations, the Fiordland Islands of Moon, Ssangyong, Sunset Harbor, and Repulse City have all established commercial ties with Sleepy Isles, and she has brought in a number of ordinary residents from some of the crowded village islands.

Despite their current outskirts of the island, far from the witches, Tilly believes that one day, the Isle of Sleep will become a city that does not separate from each other. Fusion is a slow but hopeful process, and whether it's the awakened witches from the other islands joining Sleepy Isle, or whether they stay in their birthplace and are accepted by the local people, it's good news for Sleepy Isle. This means that Tilly and the migrated witches will have more supporters.

"Come down, it's windy," Ash shouted below, "be careful of falling!"

"I'm fine!" she waved her hand, and suddenly her body sank down, and it took a distance to stabilize her body, "Hmm...... It's just still a little bit less manageable. ”

"You know it's hard to control and fly so high!" Ash stomped, "You can practice at a lower level, or at sea." If you don't come down, I'll have to climb up to the roof to get you." ”

"Okay, okay, I see," Tilly felt the wind getting stronger and stronger, and gathered the magic she had released, slowly landing in the garden of her residence.

"The next time you are asked to do something like this, call Moriel. Ash glared at her, "At least her magical servants can catch you." ”

"As long as I keep supplying my magic power, I won't be able to fall, at most I won't be able to control the direction," she took off the blue magic stone gloves in her hand and handed them to the other party, "You can try it too, the feeling of flying is simply amazing, looking down on the sleeping island from the air, you will feel that the whole world has become completely new." ”

"I still can't," Ash waved his hand, "the lightning magic stone at the beginning couldn't be activated, let alone this stone that needed to be continuously infused with magic power. And it's only one, and even if you master the control skills, you won't be able to fly with you. ”

"Yes," Tilly withdrew her gloves with some regret, "I often wonder if I could figure out how it works, and I can make my own magic stones with the corresponding abilities." ”

"Do you think it's man-made?"

"Of course," she nodded without hesitation, "it is unlikely that these stones are naturally formed, either in terms of polishing appearance or use. The men who built the ruins must have had a deeper understanding of magic, but unfortunately they left no clues other than a pile of incomprehensible documents. ”

At this moment, a huge white figure fell from the sky, and due to the rapid descent, it almost slammed into the ground with a thud, stirring up a circle of dust.

"Maisie?" Ash raised an eyebrow.

"Hmm...... "It was the little girl, who got up from the ground, rubbed her head, and said, "Wasn't I dazzled just now? Mistress Tilly was flying in the sky! If it weren't for the wrong color of her hair, I thought it was lightning." ”

"You read that right, I did fly up just now," Tilly smiled and rubbed her cheek, "How's that...... Are the witches of the Isle of Sleep doing well in Frontier Town?"

"Very good, they all asked me to deliver a letter to you," Maisie rummaged through her satchel, "this is Lian's, this is Evelyn's, and this ...... It's His Royal Highness the Prince. ”

Tilly was slightly stunned, only to see that His Royal Highness the Prince's letter was half a finger thick, and the outside was tightly wrapped, but it was more like a package. It was a little heavy in my hand, and it was clear that it contained more than a simple piece of stationery.

"Good work. ”

Ash pulled out half a wheat cake, broke a small piece and handed it to Maisie, who shook his head, shoved a handful of dried fish into his mouth, and said vaguely, "I'm going to play with Moriel." After saying that, he turned back into a huge white dove and flew out of the garden with his wings flapped.

"Why do I feel like after a month of not seeing her, she's getting bigger again?"

"I sympathize," Tilly laughed, "I guess life in the Frontier Town is really good." ”

When she returned to the house, she tore open the letter sent by Roland Wimbledon and found that the other dozen or so pages were full of lifelike paintings, except for a letter full of contents.

"What is this?"

Tilly's question of ashes was also a puzzle in Tilly's mind, and she shook her head and spread out the paper—the contents were unbelievable: in the background of a wasteland evening, two monstrous monsters were fighting a group of witches in the blood-red sunset. The witches were clearly outclassed, and their abilities seemed to have lost their effectiveness, neither the vipers nor the fireballs could stop the enemy. By the time the last one was seen, several witches had fallen in pools of blood.

Tilly frowned, the scene in front of her was undoubtedly drawn by a witch, and only magic could create such a realistic image. But...... Are these just pictures, or are they facts that have happened before?

Somewhat uneasily, she grabbed the letter and skimmed through it quickly.

Soon, Tilly felt her heart tighten, and her hands trembled slightly with one recurring word on the letter: Devil.

"What's wrong," Ash gripped her wrist, "what's on the letter?"

"The past of the Mutual Aid Society," she patted the back of her hand, signaling that she was okay, "they had searched for the Holy Mountain in the Wild Lands...... You should remember what the Holy Mountain said, right?"

"Well, the legendary place of witches can find true peace and tranquility in the Holy Mountain, but this is just a myth," Ash said disapprovingly, "We can live peacefully on the Isle of Sleep, and the Demon Eater is a lie woven by the Church. ”

But Halaka believed that the Holy Mountain really existed, and she had found an ancient book in the ruins of the Eastern Forest, believing that the gate to the Holy Mountain was in that forbidden place where no one had set foot on it. So she led the Mutual Aid Society over the Desperate Mountains to the Wasteland, but instead of finding the Holy Mountain, the witches encountered a terrifying monster. Tilly whispered.

"The kind in the painting?" Ash gasped.

"That's right," she said, with a somewhat heavy expression, "the letter says that they possess incredible strength, are agile, can drive away evil beasts, and one of them can release lightning from their hands...... It's like the power of a witch. In the end, only six of the more than forty witches survived, and then they decided to take refuge in the lord of the border town in desperation. ”

"It turned out to be ...... Such. ”

"Also, to my incomprehension, there is a scribbled essay at the end of that ancient book, but it is written in the script of the four kingdoms," Tilly flipped to the back of the letter, "It mentions the Holy City, the battle against the devil, and the divine punishment of Akaris, which should have been more than four hundred years ago, but since they know the royal Chinese language, why should they use a completely different script to record documents and books?"

After thinking for a long time and getting no results, the five princesses simply put these things aside and took out Sylvin's letter, intending to understand the results of exploring the lord of the border town first.

As a result, the first sentence of the letter stunned her, even more so than when she saw the word devil.

Mistress Tilly, I haven't found any signs of disguise or magic in Roland Wimbledon, and there are no witches hiding in the town other than the Witch Alliance. So I thought...... He may be your true brother. (To be continued.) )