The weather in the Fjords was very strange. Yesterday it had been a cloudless blue sky, but today it was gloomy, with strong winds and thunder. It seemed that a rainstorm was coming.
Ashes pressed down her hair, which had been blown loose, and walked into Tilly's residence. The first thing she saw was the giant pigeon sitting on her shoulder.
"Maggie?"
"Coo!" The pigeon raised its head and its eyes lit up. It spread its wings and flew straight to the door. Ashes reached out and easily stopped it. "Turn into a human and talk."
"Woo... coo." Maggie fluttered to the ground, shed her feathers, and revealed her original appearance. She curled her lips and said, "Do you hate pigeons?"
"I always think it's strange that a big bird can speak." Ashes smiled and pulled up the girl who was sitting on the ground. "When did you come back?"
"Not long ago. I was afraid that I would encounter a storm, and my wings were about to break." She patted her chest. "Fortunately, I flew to Sleeping Island before the rain fell."
"You... flew back like this?" Ashes put her hand on her forehead. "Why didn't you turn into a petrel? Wouldn't it be much faster?"
"Ah..." Maggie suddenly realized and blinked. "I forgot, coo."
Tilly could not help but laugh out loud. She put down the letter in her hand and said, "Thank you for your hard work. I've already heard the news from the other side. Go and play with Lotus and Molly. I'll let you know when I've thought of a reply."
"Okay, coo!" Maggie bowed and bounced out.
"What did Roland Wimbledon say?" When there were only two people in the room, Ashes walked to Tilly and sat down on the ground. There was a map spread in front of her. After looking at it carefully, it seemed to be a topographic map of the vicinity of Border Town.
"This is his letter." Tilly handed her a piece of paper. "I have to say, the witches he chose are really... special."
Ashes quickly read the letter and could not help but frown. "He actually chose Sylvie? Does he not care about being exposed at all? "
"I don't know," Tilly said noncommittally. "Maybe my ability notes were too vague, so he didn't look into it at all? Or does he not mind revealing his identity in front of us to show his sincerity in cooperating with us? Of course, there's another possibility … "
"He really is your brother," Ashes continued, "so he doesn't care about Sylvie's ability at all."
"But the possibility is very small." She laughed at herself. "Who knows better than me what kind of person my brother is? If it was really Roland Wimbledon, he would never choose to become the enemy of the church just to protect the witches. Ever since he was young, what he was best at was escaping, whether it was in the face of challenges or difficulties … Even when he was transferred to the borderlands by the order to fight for the throne, I have never seen him protest to his father, even symbolically. "
Ashes raised her eyebrows. "In short, it's a good thing for us that he took the initiative to choose Sylvie, so we don't have to find an excuse to send another witch out. But the other witches … Are you really going to agree with him?"
"Why not?"
"Lotus is one of the most important witches on Sleeping Island. If she's not here, who will repair those mud houses? If we want to build something or transform the island's terrain, it will be very inconvenient without the ability to reshape the terrain. After all, we have only used less than 30% of the entire Sleeping Island, and there are still many places that can be transformed. "She counted with her fingers." Honey, too, can drive the osprey to catch fish for everyone. The delicious fish soup that everyone enjoys every day is all thanks to her. As for Candle and Evelyn, there are not many problems … Can't you refuse his request and send two witches who are not very useful? "
"What is useful and what is not? I sent them to Border Town in the hope of forming an alliance with the other side, not abandoning them. "Tilly looked a little serious." No matter what their abilities are, the sisters who choose to come to this island are all witches. If we want to build Sleeping Island into a home for witches, how can we select them according to how useful their abilities are? "
Ashes had seen her show such an expression in the palace. This was the expression of the 5th Princess when she was really angry. She couldn't help but change the way she addressed her. "I'm sorry … Your Highness, I'm just …"
Tilly sighed and slowly said, "Besides, it's difficult to measure everyone's abilities by a certain standard. Roland chose these five witches from more than a hundred, including Candle and Evelyn, who you said were not very useful. Are they really useless? Perhaps through this contact, we can figure out whether his purpose in choosing these two witches was accidental, or he saw something we didn't realize. " She paused. "In any case, we are a very small part of the population. Any witch is worth fighting for. They are not tools for building a home, but partners with a common goal. In the future, don't say such things."
"Yes, Your Highness." Ashes bowed her head.
At this moment, a Lightning pierced through the clouds and fell straight on the sea. As if it was a command from God, a deafening thunder followed, exploding above Sleeping Island. Rain fell from the sky. At first, it was a sparse dripping sound, but soon it became a continuous noise. The dense rain curtain made the scenery outside the window covered with a layer of white mist. The rain was so heavy that it even covered the sound of the conversation between the two.
Ashes got up and closed the window to prevent the rain from drifting into the room. Looking back, she saw Tilly swaying twice, looking a little haggard.
"Did you stay up late again last night?"
"Well," Tilly yawned. "The books I brought back from the ruins are all written in the same language, and I've already found a common point among them. As long as I have enough time, I'll definitely be able to translate them all."
"Yes, in time … we have already gotten rid of the Church's entanglement, so we have plenty of time. You don't need to study it all night long." Ashes frowned. "It will have a great impact on your body."
"Don't worry, I am an extraordinary witch, my body won't collapse so easily." Princess Tilly took a deep breath. "Moreover, I have a faint premonition. The scene I saw in the ruins made me feel uneasy. It is better to decipher the contents of these books as soon as possible … By the way, when the witches go to Border Town, let them also bring an ancient book."
"If even you can't understand it, then the witches of the Witch Cooperation Association will be even more impossible."
"I'm just trying my luck," Tilly said. "I heard that there are also ancient ruins in the Eastern Forest, and the origin of the Witch Cooperation Association is in Seawindshire, which is almost next to the forest. Maybe one of them has seen this kind of writing. If we can prove that the two languages are the same, it means that these ruins are all written by the same people. "
"Yes, I know," Ashes replied.
"In addition, I am not blaming you before, what you said is also reasonable, but it is not about the role of the ability." She stretched out her hand to stop Ashes from speaking. "I have reached an agreement with the Chamber of Commerce of Crescent Moon Bay. They will separate a part of the ordinary people to migrate to Sleeping Island next spring. If Lotus leaves for too long, it will indeed affect the follow-up construction of the island, so before the arrival of winter, I will let them return to the Fjords. "
Ashes breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good."
"But in order to avoid misunderstandings, I will also lead a few combat witches to replace them in going to Border Town to help the Witch Cooperation Association resist the Months of Demons." Tilly revealed a sly smile. "When the time comes, are you willing to go with me?"
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