The moonlight shone down from the windows in the corridors, illuminating half of the woman's face, and her eyes reflected a faint blue light, like stars in the darkness.
Anna's body leaned against the door, mostly in the shadows, but the outline still faintly showed good nutritional supplements, which made her look completely different from the thin ones she had at the beginning. As a newly-adult woman, her figure was just right and contained the unique youthful charm of this age.
Roland pretended to be calm and walked forward slowly. The other party also saw him, stood up straight, and looked at him.
Only then did Roland realize that the girl was naked, and the beautiful moonlight reflected Anna's pure and flawless body, as beautiful as a goddess statue.
Although Roland wanted to hold the girl in his arms, he knew that he still had an explanation.
It was just an accident, I didn't know she would speak.
I see.
The other party is still young, I don't care at all
I also understand that some parts of her are already quite small.
Hearing such suggestive words, Roland suddenly raised his head, Anna didn't seem to be having a quarrel. There was no trace of displeasure on her face, but a serious look.
There was no slight wave in her lake blue eyes. Roland realized that the other party was still the straightforward woman. She didn't like to disguise and didn't need to disguise.
Sure enough, she took the initiative to say: I can't dare to do such... bold behavior in front of everyone like lightning, so I have to wait for you here.
After saying this, a hint of flushing was noticed on her cheeks, but even so, she did not retreat, her eyes still looked directly at Roland, and her expression was extremely serious.
Roland's heartbeat was two beats slowing down. He wanted to say something, but at this moment everything seemed redundant.
She may mind the actions of lightning, but grievances or complaining are not her way of doing things, she will only express her requests directly.
A straightforward and hard-working child should not be rejected, he thought.
Bending down, Roland put his cheek close to Anna, and the other person's breath blew slightly, like a spring breeze that was twirling his heartstrings.
The slightly nervous breathing was clearly heard in the quiet walkway. Then, a soft lips were gently imprinted on Roland's mouth, but there was no lingering kiss from the two of them before, but a faint touch was about to close.
Lightning and I will accompany you tonight.Anna whispered.
*******************
Wendy sat on the head of the bed, looking through the books in her hand.
This was a rare leisure time for her, and it was also a life that she couldn't even imagine when she was in the Co-Aid Association.
Not long after she came to the town, she developed the habit of cleaning her body before going to bed, putting on a silk nightgown, not tying her waist or buttoning, sitting cross-legged in the quilt, placing a soft pillow behind her waist, and reading books borrowed from His Highness.
This is a history book about the origins of the church.
Although she grew up in a monastery, she didn't know much about this.
The nun repeatedly warned them to obey God's instructions, but she never mentioned the name of God, which confused her childhood. Everyone had names, so why didn't the noblest gods have it?
The records in the book are basically the same as the rumors she heard later. At first, there were three major churches on the mainland, who believed that each other was heretics and believed in evil gods.
This battle of faith lasted for nearly a hundred years. In the end, the church has won a great victory and claimed that the evil god has been eliminated. In the future, God will only have the only name, the word God itself.
The following chapters describe the glory and immortality of the church, including the establishment of the Old and New Holy cities, as well as the victory of rebellion against the evil witches.
This made Wendy feel very strange. She had borrowed "History of Greycastle" and "A Brief History of the Continent" from His Highness Roland, and the first book recorded almost every detail the establishment, development and major events of the kingdom.
For example, the name, marriage status and whereabouts of each king.
The family branches recorded in the characters are like a detailed family tree.
A brief history of the mainland focuses on the evolution of the four kingdoms, alternating power and political struggles, but the lives of rulers of each kingdom are still important records.
But the church's history books do not mention the name of any pope, or, like the gods, directly replace the name of previous leaders with the word pope.
After reading the whole article, it seems that he has run through hundreds of years of history alone.
This is not consistent with common sense at all. Rather than recording, it is more deliberately downplaying it.
At this moment, the nightingale suddenly appeared in the room.Wendy put down the book and looked at the other person with interest: So late, do you have time to come to me?
The latter rubbed his neck and walked to the bed to sit down. He just came back from His Highness, where is the lightning?
She fell asleep on the bed as soon as she fell into bed, and her father kept reciting her. Wendy shrugged. She looked so bold that she was still a child.
In your eyes, everyone is a child. The Nightingale snatched the book in her hand. His Highness said that you should try not to read books at night, especially when you sit on the bed. If there is insufficient light, it will be harmful to your eyesight.
Yes, Your Highness said.
The two chatted for a long time, from Silver Light City to Desperate Mountains, from hearing that a witch was killed in the town to joining hands with the prince to fighting the Demon Moon, Nightingale said one wordlessly, and Wendy also wrote two words from time to time.
This is the tacit understanding formed by the two inseparable in the past five years.
Time flowed slowly like this. Until the candle was about to go out, Wendy covered her mouth and smiled, "Why, I was tossed by His Highness and Lightning, and I can't fall asleep?"
What are you talking about?
What else can it be, Wendy smiled and shook her head, Veronica, we are witches, you should know.
... The Nightingale fell silent and after a long time he responded softly, "Hmm."
This is fate, a fate that all witches cannot escape.
Wendy put away her smile and sighed softly. Roland Wimbledon is the fourth prince of the kingdom, and all we have to do is to help him ascend the throne and become the king of Graycastle. If necessary, he can become his mistress, and marry him freely in bed to bring him joy.He will govern the country well and give his sisters a place to stay.
But he is a king after all.When the time is right, he will marry a duke's daughter, or a princess from other kingdoms, and then give birth to children.One person, or many; one boy, or a girl.The boy will inherit the country, and the girl will marry other nobles of prominent families.
Wendy paused for a moment and said the nightingale, or the saying that all witches didn't want to hear, Veronica, we are witches, and witches cannot give birth to offspring.
Even if you think about it most optimistically, after your highness's rule for a hundred years, the sisters can finally be the same as ordinary people and can walk freely on every land in the kingdom.Occasionally, outstanding witches will enter the upper class and be canonized as nobles, but the fact that witches cannot give birth remains unchanged.They will not have descendants to continue their family glory, and similarly, those aristocratic families will not consider marrying a witch.God has given us something and taken away something.This is fate.She whispered, May you be kind.
I got it, she whispered.
……
Wendy felt uncomfortable after sending Nightingale away, but she believed that the other party could get out. After all, they had overcome so many difficulties and would not easily fall on this hurdle.
She believed so firmly.
Anna's body leaned against the door, mostly in the shadows, but the outline still faintly showed good nutritional supplements, which made her look completely different from the thin ones she had at the beginning. As a newly-adult woman, her figure was just right and contained the unique youthful charm of this age.
Roland pretended to be calm and walked forward slowly. The other party also saw him, stood up straight, and looked at him.
Only then did Roland realize that the girl was naked, and the beautiful moonlight reflected Anna's pure and flawless body, as beautiful as a goddess statue.
Although Roland wanted to hold the girl in his arms, he knew that he still had an explanation.
It was just an accident, I didn't know she would speak.
I see.
The other party is still young, I don't care at all
I also understand that some parts of her are already quite small.
Hearing such suggestive words, Roland suddenly raised his head, Anna didn't seem to be having a quarrel. There was no trace of displeasure on her face, but a serious look.
There was no slight wave in her lake blue eyes. Roland realized that the other party was still the straightforward woman. She didn't like to disguise and didn't need to disguise.
Sure enough, she took the initiative to say: I can't dare to do such... bold behavior in front of everyone like lightning, so I have to wait for you here.
After saying this, a hint of flushing was noticed on her cheeks, but even so, she did not retreat, her eyes still looked directly at Roland, and her expression was extremely serious.
Roland's heartbeat was two beats slowing down. He wanted to say something, but at this moment everything seemed redundant.
She may mind the actions of lightning, but grievances or complaining are not her way of doing things, she will only express her requests directly.
A straightforward and hard-working child should not be rejected, he thought.
Bending down, Roland put his cheek close to Anna, and the other person's breath blew slightly, like a spring breeze that was twirling his heartstrings.
The slightly nervous breathing was clearly heard in the quiet walkway. Then, a soft lips were gently imprinted on Roland's mouth, but there was no lingering kiss from the two of them before, but a faint touch was about to close.
Lightning and I will accompany you tonight.Anna whispered.
*******************
Wendy sat on the head of the bed, looking through the books in her hand.
This was a rare leisure time for her, and it was also a life that she couldn't even imagine when she was in the Co-Aid Association.
Not long after she came to the town, she developed the habit of cleaning her body before going to bed, putting on a silk nightgown, not tying her waist or buttoning, sitting cross-legged in the quilt, placing a soft pillow behind her waist, and reading books borrowed from His Highness.
This is a history book about the origins of the church.
Although she grew up in a monastery, she didn't know much about this.
The nun repeatedly warned them to obey God's instructions, but she never mentioned the name of God, which confused her childhood. Everyone had names, so why didn't the noblest gods have it?
The records in the book are basically the same as the rumors she heard later. At first, there were three major churches on the mainland, who believed that each other was heretics and believed in evil gods.
This battle of faith lasted for nearly a hundred years. In the end, the church has won a great victory and claimed that the evil god has been eliminated. In the future, God will only have the only name, the word God itself.
The following chapters describe the glory and immortality of the church, including the establishment of the Old and New Holy cities, as well as the victory of rebellion against the evil witches.
This made Wendy feel very strange. She had borrowed "History of Greycastle" and "A Brief History of the Continent" from His Highness Roland, and the first book recorded almost every detail the establishment, development and major events of the kingdom.
For example, the name, marriage status and whereabouts of each king.
The family branches recorded in the characters are like a detailed family tree.
A brief history of the mainland focuses on the evolution of the four kingdoms, alternating power and political struggles, but the lives of rulers of each kingdom are still important records.
But the church's history books do not mention the name of any pope, or, like the gods, directly replace the name of previous leaders with the word pope.
After reading the whole article, it seems that he has run through hundreds of years of history alone.
This is not consistent with common sense at all. Rather than recording, it is more deliberately downplaying it.
At this moment, the nightingale suddenly appeared in the room.Wendy put down the book and looked at the other person with interest: So late, do you have time to come to me?
The latter rubbed his neck and walked to the bed to sit down. He just came back from His Highness, where is the lightning?
She fell asleep on the bed as soon as she fell into bed, and her father kept reciting her. Wendy shrugged. She looked so bold that she was still a child.
In your eyes, everyone is a child. The Nightingale snatched the book in her hand. His Highness said that you should try not to read books at night, especially when you sit on the bed. If there is insufficient light, it will be harmful to your eyesight.
Yes, Your Highness said.
The two chatted for a long time, from Silver Light City to Desperate Mountains, from hearing that a witch was killed in the town to joining hands with the prince to fighting the Demon Moon, Nightingale said one wordlessly, and Wendy also wrote two words from time to time.
This is the tacit understanding formed by the two inseparable in the past five years.
Time flowed slowly like this. Until the candle was about to go out, Wendy covered her mouth and smiled, "Why, I was tossed by His Highness and Lightning, and I can't fall asleep?"
What are you talking about?
What else can it be, Wendy smiled and shook her head, Veronica, we are witches, you should know.
... The Nightingale fell silent and after a long time he responded softly, "Hmm."
This is fate, a fate that all witches cannot escape.
Wendy put away her smile and sighed softly. Roland Wimbledon is the fourth prince of the kingdom, and all we have to do is to help him ascend the throne and become the king of Graycastle. If necessary, he can become his mistress, and marry him freely in bed to bring him joy.He will govern the country well and give his sisters a place to stay.
But he is a king after all.When the time is right, he will marry a duke's daughter, or a princess from other kingdoms, and then give birth to children.One person, or many; one boy, or a girl.The boy will inherit the country, and the girl will marry other nobles of prominent families.
Wendy paused for a moment and said the nightingale, or the saying that all witches didn't want to hear, Veronica, we are witches, and witches cannot give birth to offspring.
Even if you think about it most optimistically, after your highness's rule for a hundred years, the sisters can finally be the same as ordinary people and can walk freely on every land in the kingdom.Occasionally, outstanding witches will enter the upper class and be canonized as nobles, but the fact that witches cannot give birth remains unchanged.They will not have descendants to continue their family glory, and similarly, those aristocratic families will not consider marrying a witch.God has given us something and taken away something.This is fate.She whispered, May you be kind.
I got it, she whispered.
……
Wendy felt uncomfortable after sending Nightingale away, but she believed that the other party could get out. After all, they had overcome so many difficulties and would not easily fall on this hurdle.
She believed so firmly.
![[Incestuous Novels] Bird of Paradise (Revised version of the slave training program) - Training, sex slave, lust, harem](/templates/nvshen/themes/img/thumb_1.png)