Roland opened his eyes and found himself lying on a soft bed. Above his head was the familiar ceiling, and even every crack was the same as the one in his memory.
"This is my … bedroom?"
He tilted his head and looked at both sides of his shoulders – both his left and right sides seemed to be intact. He tried to move his hands, but there was no problem either.
Everything was like a dream.
But he knew that this was not a dream, the investigation of the Devil and the attack had already happened! He was lying safe and sound in his bedroom, which meant that they had escaped the Devil's pursuit and returned to the castle smoothly.
But, did all the witches come back safely?
Thinking of this, Roland's heart could not help but sink. He tried to prop himself up, but his arms felt weak. Just as he was about to open his mouth to call someone, he saw a row of witches leaning against the wall at the end of the bed. There was Anna, Nightingale, Lightning, Maggie and Nana. They were leaning on each other's shoulders, breathing steadily, eyes slightly closed, as if they were asleep.
Roland quietly opened a corner of the curtain and found the first rays of the morning sun rising from the Redwater River, like a dazzling golden thread sprinkling on the earth.
"You … woke up?"
Turning his head, Anna did not know when she had opened her eyes, but with sleepy eyes, she walked step by step to Roland's side.
"Yes, I woke up. The other witches … "
"They all arrived safely in Border Town, in fact, you were the only one injured."
"Really?" Roland breathed a sigh of relief, "That's really good –"
"Fool."
Before he could refute, Anna had already tightly hugged him, her hands clasped behind his back were so strong that they almost embedded into his flesh.
Anna's action woke up the other witches.
"Your Highness!"
They stood up in surprise and surrounded him. Lightning was the second to hug Roland, followed by Nana and Maggie. Nightingale hesitated for a moment, then hugged everyone from behind. In this way, everyone hugged each other, unwilling to let go for a long time … Time seemed to freeze at this moment.
…
After breakfast, Roland listened to the details of the incident in the office and finally figured out what happened afterward.
The witches worked together to defeat the demon pursuers and allowed Lightning and Maggie to take them back in advance.
After he was brought back to the castle to receive treatment from Nana Pine, his broken arm quickly recovered. But because of the severe blood loss, he slept for a whole day, so today was already the fourth day since the departure.
All in all, this operation was somewhat careless. He did not expect that the demons would actually be able to discover the sky camouflage hot air balloon more than ten miles away. According to Sylvie, the giant Multi-eyed Demon didn't seem to be acting strangely. Its eyeballs were also looking in all directions. However, when she shifted her gaze to the Multi-eyed Demon, it immediately reacted and turned all its eyeballs towards her.
This kind of investigation method was unheard of. At this distance, apart from Sylvie's Eye of Truth, even the telescope was a blur. In addition, the top of the minaret was covered by the red mist, so it was even more difficult to see the specific situation of the demons. Correspondingly, it should also be very difficult for the other party to discover him.
Having said that, although this trip encountered a major danger, the harvest of information was also extremely rich.
The demons were no longer the mysterious and unknown emissaries of hell – they had their own towns and organizations, and like humans, belonged to a higher evolved civilization.
Moreover, the other party's air power was not strong, at least in the area behind the snow-capped mountain. Hundreds of demons drilled out from the ground, but in the end only two of them rode their mounts to pursue them. This showed that flying was still a rare ability for them – as for whether the mounts were rare or the riders were rare, it was still unknown. But in general, this was good news for Border Town. At least he didn't have to worry about a group of demons bypassing the southern hills and mountains and directly entering the hinterland of the Western Territory to burn, kill, and loot.
In addition, the fact that the demons had magic was also an important discovery.
According to Nightingale's report, although the pursuing enemies had very little magic, they did indeed form a cyclone, which was very eye-catching in the state of the mist. However, the way they stimulated their magic seemed to be completely different from that of witches. They didn't use their own magic, but relied on some kind of mechanism – such as the glowing stone to release their power. Therefore, they didn't have the ever-changing ability of witches, but were more like mass-produced standard weapons.
Of course, these were only speculations. Unfortunately, the demons' corpses had all fallen into the sea, so Roland couldn't further verify them.
The last point was the buildings.
Those short and slender black stone spires weren't the demons' dwellings. The material was also very strange, and the surface didn't have any traces of corrosion from the Red Mist. Some of the stone spires were empty, while others were filled with red liquid, similar to storage tanks.
Was the Red Mist in the sky formed by the vaporization of these liquids?
And the reason the demons didn't further expand to the Barbarian Land or even the Four Kingdoms was also because of the limited coverage of the gas?
In any case, the comprehensive information showed that for the time being, they wouldn't threaten the safety of Border Town.
However, Roland also knew that since they had driven humans out of the Barbarian Land more than four hundred years ago, maybe one day they would come again, so he had to prepare for this day.
…
Because he had lost a lot of blood, after nightfall, Roland only dealt with the few remaining government decrees and went to bed early.
He sat on the bed and flipped through half a history book. Just as he was about to blow out the candle and go to sleep, there was a knock on the door.
He was slightly startled, climbed out of bed and opened the door. Standing in front of the door was Anna.
Unlike in the past, she wasn't holding a thick book – "Intermediate Physics" or "Natural Science Theoretical Foundation". Instead, she was empty-handed, wearing a white nightgown, and walked into the room. She didn't even wear shoes, and her delicate feet lightly touched the floor, so quiet that there wasn't a trace of sound.
Roland swallowed his saliva.
Anna closed the door with a backhand and pulled the bolt. Then she took Roland's hand and walked to the bedside.
The girl's hair had just been washed, and under the candlelight, it reflected a faint golden light. When he came closer, he could smell a faint fragrance – the intoxicating fragrance didn't come from the rose soap, but from her body.
Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her cheeks were flushed. Her blue eyes were like limpid autumn waters. Although he could see that she was a little nervous, there wasn't the slightest trace of hesitation. She looked straight at Roland, and her eyes were full of determination.
Even though he had never experienced a big battle, at this moment, he understood the meaning of the other party's expression.
"Cough, this …"
"I don't want to wait any longer," Anna whispered, "especially after experiencing such an encounter." She paused, "I don't want to regret it."
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