The smoke of gunpowder dissipated and the woods returned to peace.
The witch's long braids were scattered, like white flowers spreading under her body.
The steaming blood flowed freely from behind, and soon formed a circle of dark red puddles. The blood slowly soaked into the ground, melting the hard and cold soil, and the air smelled like iron.
Nightingale squatted down and unbuttoned the eye-covering cloth on the witch's face. She found that this face looked unexpectedly young and should be the same age as hers, but the scars in her eyes destroyed the overall beauty. Her eyes seemed to be burned repeatedly by a red soldering iron, and her skin was curled and brown-red, and she had lost the outline of her eye sockets.
This was undoubtedly caused by the day after tomorrow. The Nightingale gently touched the wrinkled scars. It is unknown whether she suffered before she became a witch or the hardships she experienced after serving the church.
But these are no longer important. From now on, she can no longer hurt more witches and no longer has to bear other tortures.
He searched the envoy all over and flipped out a letter, a seal and an insignia from the pocket of her robe lined.
The insignia pattern is a circle divided into a cross with a fist clenched in the center.
Apart from that, she did not carry more items, whether it was golden dragon or jewelry.
Perhaps, she hadn't enjoyed anything in her life, and Nightingale couldn't help thinking.
Hey, see what I caught, the sound of lightning came from mid-air. She raised her head and saw the little girl flying over with a man who was constantly struggling, and then threw him on the ground.
The other party let out a painful hum and rolled twice, as if he wanted to get up, but his hands and feet were tied up, so he could only twist back and forth on the ground helplessly.
Judging from this person's dress, he should be the priest or priest sitting in another carriage.
Where is Maisie?
She guided the ashes to pursue the escaped judges, and lightning came to the envoy. Is this the witch trained by the church?
Well, Nightingale whispered, she won't hunt us anymore.
Judging from her appearance, it is hard to believe that she will regard us as enemies that must be killed... The little girl sighed.
Nothing this would have happened without the church. The nightingale looked at the captured man coldly, and when she saw the witch lying in a pool of blood, her eyes immediately widened and tried her best to say something, but she could not speak because of the cloth strips in her mouth.
She pulled out the cloth strip, do you have anything to defend?
Cough cough... You, you actually killed Bishop Tefron's pure man, the bold devil, sooner or later you will be hung by the church at the gate of the city for the crow to share the food!
Even if we didn't kill her, the fate of being caught by the church would not be much better, Nightingale said, and compared to this, it would be better for you to worry about your situation first.
Even if I die, I will receive the salvation of the gods, and you will only sink into hell and be tortured forever!He shouted loudly.
That's why I blocked his mouth, Lightning said.
The Nightingale stuffed the cloth strip back and gave it to His Highness to deal with it. He heard that the Iron Axe was very good at interrogating people.
……
When Maisie arrived with two sleeping island witches, it was already afternoon. Ashes jumped down from the back of the giant beast and landed steadily beside the Nightingale. Are you not injured?
It went smoothly, she shook her head, What about you?
Of course, none of them ran away, Ashe smiled proudly.
She died?After hitting the ground, Andrea looked at the Holy Envoy, and I thought you would save her life.
The enemy is a witch, and any hesitation or careless act is an extremely dangerous act. Ashes curled his lips and said, "If it were me, it would be impossible for her to be alive."
Tsk, you have no sympathy for your kind.
She is not our kind, but a puppet controlled by the church. The extraordinary people don’t care. Besides, the kind are sometimes much crueler than the other. At least I have never seen evil beasts or devils imprison people and torture them repeatedly for several years.
After she finished speaking, she took off her blood-stained gloves and handed her hand to the Nightingale. Your actions and performance were amazing, and at this point, you did it completely right.
... The latter stared at her for a moment before holding the handed hand, thank you.
It turned out that even a person like her would comfort herself. Nightingale thought, probably because she didn't want to feel that killing a witch was too much burden.
Lightning also pressed his hand over, and I think this victory is worth celebrating.
Then it was Maisie, Gu!
Andrea rolled her eyes and pressed her hand on everyone's hands. I have to explain that if it was just your hand, I wouldn't want to touch it at all, for the sake of the Nightingale.
OK, I know, Ashes raised his eyebrows.
Then the five people raised their hands to the sky, like a strong tower standing in the bitter cold wind.
……
Next, in addition to collecting the information carried by the emissary group, they also needed to bury the traces left by the battle. The group worked in the woods for two days before they handled these trivial matters properly. It was three days later when they returned to the border town.
Landing in the back garden of the castle, the nightingale was immediately surrounded by the sisters.
I heard you were injured?Where is the wound?Nanava shouted.
She has been waiting for you for a long time, why did she come back now? Lily said dissatisfied.
Do you... feel pain now?Lucia asked anxiously.
This batch of herbs is specially made by me, which can stop bleeding and reduce swelling. The effect should be pretty good, right?Ye Zi smiled.
You are too uncautious and dare to run into the church alone. I am afraid you won’t have such good luck next time!This is Wendy's voice.
Forget it, just be able to come back safely.This is from the book.
Looking at their concern, Nightingale felt the warmth that surged in her heart from the bottom of her heart. She didn't know what kind of life the witches raised in the church lived, but she knew what the scene was like in the witch alliance.
There is no doubt that this is where she deserves everything to do.
Then she saw His Highness Roland.
Lightning had already plunged into his arms, sticking to him like a gecko.
Maisie also flew over and lay on Roland's shoulder, rubbing against his cheek.
Although Nightingale wanted to do this, she knew she was no longer a child. She resisted the urge to hug the other party. She walked to His Highness and smiled and said, "I'm back."
Well, I have been waiting for you for a long time, and the prince's smile is still as familiar as before. Let's take a hot shower first and have a good rest. I have put several packets of dried grilled fish in the office drawer.
Well, I won't be polite.
The nightingale raised the corner of her mouth.
She was convinced again that what she did was right.
The witch's long braids were scattered, like white flowers spreading under her body.
The steaming blood flowed freely from behind, and soon formed a circle of dark red puddles. The blood slowly soaked into the ground, melting the hard and cold soil, and the air smelled like iron.
Nightingale squatted down and unbuttoned the eye-covering cloth on the witch's face. She found that this face looked unexpectedly young and should be the same age as hers, but the scars in her eyes destroyed the overall beauty. Her eyes seemed to be burned repeatedly by a red soldering iron, and her skin was curled and brown-red, and she had lost the outline of her eye sockets.
This was undoubtedly caused by the day after tomorrow. The Nightingale gently touched the wrinkled scars. It is unknown whether she suffered before she became a witch or the hardships she experienced after serving the church.
But these are no longer important. From now on, she can no longer hurt more witches and no longer has to bear other tortures.
He searched the envoy all over and flipped out a letter, a seal and an insignia from the pocket of her robe lined.
The insignia pattern is a circle divided into a cross with a fist clenched in the center.
Apart from that, she did not carry more items, whether it was golden dragon or jewelry.
Perhaps, she hadn't enjoyed anything in her life, and Nightingale couldn't help thinking.
Hey, see what I caught, the sound of lightning came from mid-air. She raised her head and saw the little girl flying over with a man who was constantly struggling, and then threw him on the ground.
The other party let out a painful hum and rolled twice, as if he wanted to get up, but his hands and feet were tied up, so he could only twist back and forth on the ground helplessly.
Judging from this person's dress, he should be the priest or priest sitting in another carriage.
Where is Maisie?
She guided the ashes to pursue the escaped judges, and lightning came to the envoy. Is this the witch trained by the church?
Well, Nightingale whispered, she won't hunt us anymore.
Judging from her appearance, it is hard to believe that she will regard us as enemies that must be killed... The little girl sighed.
Nothing this would have happened without the church. The nightingale looked at the captured man coldly, and when she saw the witch lying in a pool of blood, her eyes immediately widened and tried her best to say something, but she could not speak because of the cloth strips in her mouth.
She pulled out the cloth strip, do you have anything to defend?
Cough cough... You, you actually killed Bishop Tefron's pure man, the bold devil, sooner or later you will be hung by the church at the gate of the city for the crow to share the food!
Even if we didn't kill her, the fate of being caught by the church would not be much better, Nightingale said, and compared to this, it would be better for you to worry about your situation first.
Even if I die, I will receive the salvation of the gods, and you will only sink into hell and be tortured forever!He shouted loudly.
That's why I blocked his mouth, Lightning said.
The Nightingale stuffed the cloth strip back and gave it to His Highness to deal with it. He heard that the Iron Axe was very good at interrogating people.
……
When Maisie arrived with two sleeping island witches, it was already afternoon. Ashes jumped down from the back of the giant beast and landed steadily beside the Nightingale. Are you not injured?
It went smoothly, she shook her head, What about you?
Of course, none of them ran away, Ashe smiled proudly.
She died?After hitting the ground, Andrea looked at the Holy Envoy, and I thought you would save her life.
The enemy is a witch, and any hesitation or careless act is an extremely dangerous act. Ashes curled his lips and said, "If it were me, it would be impossible for her to be alive."
Tsk, you have no sympathy for your kind.
She is not our kind, but a puppet controlled by the church. The extraordinary people don’t care. Besides, the kind are sometimes much crueler than the other. At least I have never seen evil beasts or devils imprison people and torture them repeatedly for several years.
After she finished speaking, she took off her blood-stained gloves and handed her hand to the Nightingale. Your actions and performance were amazing, and at this point, you did it completely right.
... The latter stared at her for a moment before holding the handed hand, thank you.
It turned out that even a person like her would comfort herself. Nightingale thought, probably because she didn't want to feel that killing a witch was too much burden.
Lightning also pressed his hand over, and I think this victory is worth celebrating.
Then it was Maisie, Gu!
Andrea rolled her eyes and pressed her hand on everyone's hands. I have to explain that if it was just your hand, I wouldn't want to touch it at all, for the sake of the Nightingale.
OK, I know, Ashes raised his eyebrows.
Then the five people raised their hands to the sky, like a strong tower standing in the bitter cold wind.
……
Next, in addition to collecting the information carried by the emissary group, they also needed to bury the traces left by the battle. The group worked in the woods for two days before they handled these trivial matters properly. It was three days later when they returned to the border town.
Landing in the back garden of the castle, the nightingale was immediately surrounded by the sisters.
I heard you were injured?Where is the wound?Nanava shouted.
She has been waiting for you for a long time, why did she come back now? Lily said dissatisfied.
Do you... feel pain now?Lucia asked anxiously.
This batch of herbs is specially made by me, which can stop bleeding and reduce swelling. The effect should be pretty good, right?Ye Zi smiled.
You are too uncautious and dare to run into the church alone. I am afraid you won’t have such good luck next time!This is Wendy's voice.
Forget it, just be able to come back safely.This is from the book.
Looking at their concern, Nightingale felt the warmth that surged in her heart from the bottom of her heart. She didn't know what kind of life the witches raised in the church lived, but she knew what the scene was like in the witch alliance.
There is no doubt that this is where she deserves everything to do.
Then she saw His Highness Roland.
Lightning had already plunged into his arms, sticking to him like a gecko.
Maisie also flew over and lay on Roland's shoulder, rubbing against his cheek.
Although Nightingale wanted to do this, she knew she was no longer a child. She resisted the urge to hug the other party. She walked to His Highness and smiled and said, "I'm back."
Well, I have been waiting for you for a long time, and the prince's smile is still as familiar as before. Let's take a hot shower first and have a good rest. I have put several packets of dried grilled fish in the office drawer.
Well, I won't be polite.
The nightingale raised the corner of her mouth.
She was convinced again that what she did was right.
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