Nightingale laid out the quilt and turned to blow out the candles.
The room immediately darkened.
After getting used to electric lamps and magic stones, it was a little hard to adapt to the life of candles. Sleeping in the wild was a common thing in the past, she thought with some amusement.
However, there was no other way. The tight schedule did not allow the floating island to install a full set of electric lighting systems. Even the place for them to rest was dug out from the rock wall. After that, Soroya laid a soft layer to isolate the moisture underground, and it became a bedroom. The furniture was the most common wooden table and a simple wardrobe. The mattress was directly placed on the ground.
Although Isabella was also on the floating island, the factories that needed magic stones to light up the most were obviously the ones that were rushing to work. It would probably take some time before the God's Stones she converted could be used in the living area.
Fortunately, although the room was simple, it was not uncomfortable to live in. Not only could one person enjoy one room, it also came with a separate bathroom. Coupled with the ventilation pipe that connected to the outer wall of the floating island, the room did not feel stuffy at all. At the end of the cave, there was also a public reading room and a hot spring to meet the daily needs of the witches.
She was not very interested in the former, but the latter was really great.
Who knew how Pasha and the others found this place. The stream that seeped down from the top of the mountain converged into a clear spring in the karst cave, and a part of the pool extended out of the cave wall. Leaning against the edge of the pool, one could see the scenery outside. Especially after the floating island flew, this place became a wonderful place to overlook the earth.
Every day after her bath, she would soak in the spring for a while to enjoy this rare moment of relaxation.
In comparison, the disadvantage of the room not having electric lights became insignificant.
Just as Nightingale was about to lie down, there was a sudden knock on the door.
She could not help but be startled. It was already late at night, and everyone was basically asleep. Who would come looking for her?
"Coming."
Nightingale responded and lit the candles again. At the same time, a few candidates appeared in her mind.
Naturally, the most likely one was Vendy.
After all, this person in charge of the Alliance had drunk too much and came to chat with her several times.
However, when she opened the door, she was stunned.
The person standing outside the door was actually Anna.
She was carrying a small wooden bucket with towels and other cleaning items in it. "Can you accompany me to take a bath?"
Nightingale had already taken a bath before going to bed, but she realized that taking a bath at this time was obviously not the main point. "Of course, wait a moment."
After packing their things, they followed Anna all the way into the bathhouse. The whole cave was empty, and there was no one else except for them. The sound of water droplets splashing onto the stalagmites could be heard from time to time. It was especially tranquil in the night.
Taking off her clothes and stepping into the pool, Nightingale immediately felt a warm current envelop her body. Unlike in Neverwinter, the amount of fuel on the floating island was extremely limited, so they generally used boilers and steam engines powered by magic cubes to ensure a continuous supply of hot water 24 hours a day.
The two of them parted the white mist and slowly walked to the entrance of the cave. In an instant, the cool night breeze swept away the stuffy heat in the cave, and the world in front of them suddenly became clear. What they saw was no longer the jagged rocks, but a boundless night sky full of twinkling stars.
Nightingale could not help but let out a soft snort.
This kind of feeling was really intoxicating.
Anna also seemed to be quite satisfied. She let out a long breath, spread her hands, and stretched her waist.
"Where's Roland?"
"Probably in the Dream World."
"Really? He's really busy … "
"That's right. Everyone says that I'm not idle for a moment, but in fact, compared to him, this is nothing." Anna smiled. "He even works the whole night."
"You're also very good." Nightingale lowered her body so that the spring water was over her shoulders. "You used to be a little girl who didn't know anything, but now you can take charge."
"Actually, not really." Anna showed a rare expression of embarrassment. "I'm only good at technical aspects. If it weren't for Barov and Teacher Carr who helped me a lot, I'm afraid the engineering department would have been in a mess."
"Hey, hey, you're so unscrupulously talking about your shortcomings."
Looking at Anna, Nightingale's heart surged with a very complicated feeling. It was impossible to say that she did not have any regrets. She had clearly met Roland earlier and had more opportunities to take that step, but in the end, she was a little slower. But she could not hate Anna no matter what. She was honest, serious, and consistent … The more time she spent with her, the more she marveled at her purity. Nightingale had seen many people in her life, from commoners to nobles, but no one was as clear and dazzling as Anna.
She admired her from the bottom of her heart.
After a short silence, Anna changed the topic. "What do you think the outcome of the Battle of Divine Will will be?"
Nightingale realized that this might be the reason why she asked her to come.
"Probably … it will be very smooth?" She looked up at the stars in the sky. To be honest, deducing the battle situation or predicting the future was completely beyond her capabilities. The true answer should be that she did not know … But it did not seem appropriate to say so before the battle. Thankfully, the other party did not have the ability to detect lies.
"Is that so?" Anna did not echo. "But I don't think so. Especially with the final goal being the Bottomless Land, the legendary domain of God. The risks of this trip will probably far exceed our expectations. For some reason, I have a nagging feeling that Roland will disappear at any moment. The closer we get to the northern end of the continent, the stronger the sense of unease. "
Nightingale could not help but feel her heart skip a beat. Could it be that she had sensed the fact that Roland did not have much lifespan left? But it should be related to the Realm of Mind. Heading to the Bottomless Land was to resolve this problem, so it should not be impossible to change it.
"Maybe you are worrying too much."
"I hope so too." Anna blinked. "By the way … Do you still remember our agreement?"
"Hmm …" Nightingale was stunned for a moment before she reacted. "— Eh?"
"I've decided to bring it forward. After I defeat the demon, I will personally talk to him."
"Why? Is it because of your premonition? "
"Part of the reason," Anna replied gently. "But the main reason is that he needs you. And I … have never hated you. I'll leave him to you for the upcoming battle. "
"…" Nightingale was momentarily speechless. After a long while, she muttered, "If that's the case, why didn't you stop him from heading to the Bottomless Land?"
Anna shook her head, her expression calm. "This is the best method after considering all aspects. Besides, regardless of the outcome, he is already prepared, so how can I stop him? Fear and avoidance cannot change anything, so what I can do is to do my best to help him complete this mission and witness the future with my own eyes. "
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