Wendy patted Thylane's head with a smile. "Mystery Moon used to be even more timid than you, even though she's like this now."
"Ah — stop, stop!" Mystery Moon hurriedly begged. "That's all in the past!"
"Oh? Really? "Lorgar pricked up her ears.
"At that time, she only dared to come to me secretly when everyone was asleep. If she told me everything, it would take her a whole day —"
"Stop!" Mystery Moon shouted. "Tell me what you want, Sister Vendy!"
"Don't worry. I won't tell you anything … But Scroll complained to me yesterday that the Administrative Office is so busy that no one has been cleaning up the archives for a long time …"
"I'm going now. Detective Group, please excuse me!" She winked at the two witches before she left. "See you tonight!"
"Humph." The Wolf Girl curled her lips and followed the witches out of the courtyard. "I'll go and help. I'm a kind-hearted person."
After the witches were gone, Gray Rabbit elbowed Bell and muttered in a low voice, "I think Sister Lorgar followed them because she didn't want to be labeled as a lazy person."
"Uh … is that so?"
"Pfft." Momo burst into laughter.
Thylane was also surprised. Although it was only for a moment, she had never seen Roland smile on her way to escape from her master's territory.
"Everything is good here, except that it's a little noisy sometimes. But you'll get used to it after a while," Vendy said softly. "Let's start with the residence."
…
By the time they finished touring the building, Thylane was speechless with astonishment.
How could there be such comfortable rooms in this world? Although they were not large, they were extremely delicate. Even the most common mattress was unimaginably delicate and soft. She had seen the residence of a noble family before. During the years when she was imprisoned by her master, apart from the shackles and chains, she had spent most of her time in the bedroom. Even so, those fine fabrics, with several layers of pure cotton padding, still couldn't compare.
When Vendy insisted that she lie down and try it, she even let out a soft moan. The exhaustion accumulated from wandering around flooded her heart, and she almost didn't want to get up again.
Momo's performance wasn't much better.
Vendy also carefully explained that the reason why this mattress was so soft was because there were hundreds of springs inside. No matter how one rolled, the mattress and the body would be the best fit.
Although Thylane did not know what a spring was, she could tell that it was made of pure steel. She did not know whether she should praise the inventor for his ingenuity or waste the material used to make her mattress more comfortable.
And that was just one of the many things.
For example, a pipe that would automatically release water as soon as the mechanism was turned.
For example, there was a mirror hanging in the bathroom that allowed one to clearly see every strand of hair on one's body.
For example, stepping on the soft and non-slip floor.
For example, a lamp that would glow when filled with magic power.
Even the seemingly simple wooden furniture had a unique feel to it. Thylane could not tell the specific difference, but she knew that it was very easy to use. Compared with the spacious and magnificent mansions of the nobles, this was more like a real "home".
"The Witch Building wasn't like this at the beginning," Vendy said. "In the past three years, many sisters have participated in the renovation of the Witch Building and popularized the successful project. Not only the Castle District, but also the newly built residential areas outside the city have adopted some of the technologies of the Witch Building. Of course, it's more convenient to live here if you want to enjoy it first. "
"Can we … live in this kind of place?" Momo asked hesitantly.
"Of course, as long as you're willing to join the Witch Union."
"We can choose not to join?" Thylane was surprised.
"Because we've experienced the tragedy of the Witch Cooperation Association …" For a moment, Vendy looked a little regretful. "Let's not talk about that. Anyway, you can choose where you want to go. Do you remember what the inspector asked you when you passed the port checkpoint?"
Thylane nodded. At that time, only she and Momo were invited into that small room, and they had been on tenterhooks for a long time.
"That was a threat check, which was only set up for witches. After all, if a person with magic power is malicious, he can cause more damage than an ordinary person. However, once you're not a threat to Neverwinter, you can live freely in the city. In fact, apart from the Witch Union, there's also a witch organization called the Sleeping Spell, which was founded by escaped witches. Its leader is the younger sister of His Majesty Roland Wimbledon. " Vendy paused for a moment. "Of course, you can choose not to join any organization and live independently. I'll also provide guidance and help as an individual."
"But our abilities …"
"That's not the point. The point is what kind of life you want to live," Vendy said with a smile and shook her head. "If you don't mind, can you tell me about your past?"
Thylane was surrounded by a warm feeling.
It was as if the red-haired woman in front of her was born to be trustworthy.
Thylane did not want to leave, even if it was only for a short while.
Perhaps this warmth would disappear after she told her story, but at least for now, she could still stay with her for a little longer.
Thylane bit her lip and slowly told Roland what she had been through.
Before her awakening as a witch, she was no different from most of the people in the village. After her awakening, her experience was similar to that of the other witches. She was expelled, hated, hunted... Desperate, she heard the rumor of the Bloodfang Association. Undoubtedly, she had been longing for a place to live. At the risk of being caught by the church, Thylane had finally arrived at Archduke Island and found a guide for the Bloodfang Association.
She had never expected that she would face a greater disaster.
Not only did the Bloodfang Association not accept her, but they also sold her to a noble in the Kingdom of Wolfheart. In the following years, she had been sold many times until she fell into the hands of her former owner. Thylane's ability had also become a way of entertainment. The "pills" with magic power could not only relieve pain but also relieve anxiety, happiness, and other feelings.
In terms of treatment, its significance was negligible, because the negative experience would not be eliminated. It would only be delayed until the drug's effect was over. It was fine if the injury was not serious, but if the pain exceeded a certain level, the moment it erupted was no less than receiving an additional fatal injury.
Therefore, her former owner had completely regarded her as a tool for pleasure and constantly used the "pills" to obtain greater pleasure. Not only that, he even shared her with the other nobles, using this kind of trade to strengthen their relationship. It was at that time that Thylane met Momo and several witches who had been sold by the Bloodfang Association.
She then realized that the so-called "place to live" was just a lie made up by the Bloodfang Association and the nobles. Compared to capturing them, it was undoubtedly much easier to wait for the witches to come to them. Later, Thylane was horrified to find that with the invasion of the church, the witches at the "private banquets" began to disappear one by one. Gradually, only she and Momo were left.
It wasn't until one of the nobles let slip that she learned that those people either treated the witches as merits to be handed over, or treated them as trouble and quietly got rid of them. As for the way to solve the problem, just hearing about it made her shudder.
Thylane decided to take advantage of the chaos caused by the Church of Hermes to escape with Momo.
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