"You rarely talk so much to a mortal."
When they walked out of the cabin, Betty, who had been waiting by the aisle, followed them.
"I talk more to His Majesty," Zoey said carelessly.
"But we all know that he's not a real mortal." Betty pretended to feel sorry. "Sean only wanted you to talk about the origin of the church. After all, the God's Punishment Witches are more persuasive. But look at what you're saying. 'It's not worth it at all', 'It was a mistake from the beginning' — tsk tsk, she's still a patient. Aren't you afraid that she won't be able to catch her breath and suffocate to death? "
"Our mission is to recover the ancient treasure and rescue the captive believers. As for whether she lives or dies, what does it have to do with me?" Zoey stopped and looked back at Betty. "I say... when did you start to care so much about a mortal?"
"Shouldn't people care about each other?"
"Anyone but you wouldn't say something like that." Zoey paused. "Wait... you're just gloating, aren't you?"
"Don't say it out loud." Betty laughed. "Because I think the same thing as you..."
"Sure enough," Zoey sighed. "She does look like one."
"Yes, they're practically carved from the same mold." Betty walked up to Zoey and leaned over the porthole. "If she was born 400 years earlier... If she was also a witch, then at the last meeting of the Union..."
"She would have chosen to follow Lady Alice instead of us," Zoey said. "That's why it's so infuriating."
Farina didn't look like a person, but a group of people.
A group of Union witches who had survived and had a bleak future ahead of them.
There weren't many choices left in front of them.
Even so, most of them did not give up hope. Compared to the "Chosen One" who had no clue, the God's Punishment Witches Plan, which relied on their own strength to achieve their goals step by step, won more people's support, even if it meant sacrificing themselves.
In that fateful meeting, Alice had completely overwhelmed Natalia. The shouts of "humans shall never perish, witches shall live forever" were almost the only voices in the meeting. In fact, even many of Natalia's followers were hesitant, not knowing whether they could see the light of day on this road. She could only stand aside and worry for Queen Chaser, unable to get a word in.
His attitude towards Farina was just to vent his anger on her.
What Zoey wanted to refute was not a believer of the church, but the Union of the past.
She wanted to tell them that the weak witches still had a chance to make a comeback.
She wanted to tell them that ignorant and short-sighted mortals were not completely useless.
What she really wanted to say was, just wait a little longer …
Don't draw your sword against each other because of differences.
But in the end, all these thoughts turned into a sigh.
If they could not produce conclusive evidence, even if they had to start all over again, the Three Chiefs would definitely walk the same path.
In that precarious and gloomy moment, only those with a heart of steel could lead the people forward.
"If only Alice, Eleanor, and Lady Natalia could see all of this, how great would it be …"
Zoey murmured, looking at the boundless blue sea.
...
On the other side of the room, Kajen put down his pen in surprise.
"Teacher, this..." Roentgen was equally shocked. She obviously did not expect to hear such a subversive conversation. "Don't tell me we know too much?"
In order to better understand the story between Charle and Farina, Sean had specially prepared a cabin next to the ward for the two of them to use as a study. He had also tampered with the partition wall — a seemingly ordinary glass mirror used for decoration had the ability to transmit light in one direction. Through this "hole" in the wall that was a few inches wide, they could clearly see the situation in the entire room. In addition, there were also two loudspeakers in the corner of the wall, so they could clearly hear the conversation on the other side of the wall.
This was also the first time for Kajen Fels to have such an observation experience. Although he knew it was not appropriate, he could not resist the temptation. What could be more realistic than this? The people in the room were like actors, performing a play called reality, and he was the audience and the recorder.
They had thought it was a story about love and redemption, but they had instead heard about the unknown past of the church. This news was too shocking for them.
The Four Kingdoms all originated from the Witch Empire?
The church was created by the Witch Union?
And the ancient witches even had the means to occupy the bodies of ordinary people?
No matter what news it was, it would cause a huge uproar.
Roentgen looked at the door anxiously, as if she would be thrown into the sea at any moment by the guards who would rush in, put her in a sack, and throw her into the sea.
His Majesty's words came to Kajen's mind.
"It reflects the flower of love that was bred in the darkest of times. "
"I think you understand what I mean by adaptation. "
Perhaps... His Majesty had predicted all this?
No matter what, it was impossible for him to get out of it.
Even if he could, he would not do so.
Kajen had a hunch that something bad was about to happen.
This play would be an unprecedented milestone.
Just then, Roentgen and Roentgen began to move again.
He hurriedly picked up the loudspeaker.
...
"In the end... it turned out like this..." Farina's eyes seemed to have lost focus. She was looking at Kajen, but her eyes seemed to penetrate him and fall on the empty space. "The church is gone... and no one needs me anymore... You saved me, but I can't give you anything in return... I'm sorry..."
Her voice was getting lower and lower, as if she would leave at any time.
Kajen grabbed her hand, his heart aching. "I didn't save you for the church!"
His voice was so loud that Farrina couldn't help but be stunned.
"I didn't have any hope for the church from the beginning. I just wanted to get by! I pretended to be pious in front of everyone because it would help me get promoted! I used to be a noble. How could I give everything to God? "
"You..." Farina bit her lip. Her eyes became focused again. She struggled to raise her hand, as if she was going to slap Kajen.
Kajen did not move. He even slightly raised his head.
Kajen did not slap Roentgen. "You're... lying to me, aren't you? You followed me to the Kingdom of Wolfheart after the defeat of the God's Punishment Army. How could you not have any hope for the church? "
Kajen grabbed her arm. "Because I want to be by your side! The Supreme Pontiff and the Battle of Divine Will are all bullshit in my eyes! "
"Kajen!"
"Let me finish!" He had been waiting for this opportunity for too long. He had thought that he had lost Roentgen forever. Now that he had a chance, he would not let it go. "After I learned that you were captured, I tried everything I could to save you. None of them had anything to do with Hermes' future. I knew that even without the church, the world would be the same to me. Only you... I don't want to lose you! I... need you! "
"Crack."
The tip of the quill in Kajen's hand broke.
"Need... need me?" Farina was stunned.
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