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Chapter 327

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"Is this the place where you docked last time?" Tilly asked, looking at the towering rock wall in front of them.

After seeing the coastline, the Charming Beauty had been sailing along the shore to the west until they reached the beach, when Ashes shouted to stop the ship.

"Well, look," she pointed to the top of the mountain.

Tilly looked in the direction she was pointing and saw two orange flags fluttering in the wind.

"Although the last time we came here it was still a beach, but the two flags show that we didn't go the wrong way."

"I also remember it," Old Jack said with a pipe in his mouth, "but last time they carried a huge balloon to transport all the witches over the cliff, how are you going to cross it?"

"A huge balloon?" Tilly asked curiously.

"Yes, it can fly when it is filled with hot air," Ashes nodded, "It is said that it is an invention of His Highness Roland. The principle is to use the rising force of hot air to lift the balloon and the people into the sky."

The 5th Princess looked a little complicated, "The court tutor didn't teach us these things." Then she spat out a white breath, "Anyway, we will see him soon, and then we will naturally know the result. Let's go ashore. "

"Are you sure you don't want to wait for him to pick you up on the ship?" The captain shook off the ash, "What about this cliff?"

"Leave it to Shavi," Tilly smiled.

Because this was a naturally formed coast, no one knew the depth of the seabed, so the Charming Beauty didn't dare to get too close, and could only send people to the shallows by releasing a landing boat.

After the group stepped on the thick snow, Tilly looked at Jack One-eyed, "Mr. Captain, then I will have to trouble you to wait here for three or four days, Lotus and the others still need your help to send back to Sleeping Island."

"Of course," the captain replied, "Without you on board, I don't dare to go back the way we came. God knows if those mutated water ghosts will come to the door again."

Tilly walked to the edge of the cliff and used the Magic Stone's ability to fly directly to the top of the mountain, observing the surrounding situation. The terrain behind the mountain was much higher than the shallows, and it was almost level with the top of the mountain, which meant that they only needed to climb, not to land. The height of the mountain wall was about fifty steps, and the magic consumption would be greatly increased when the barrier was used to push objects, but such a small distance should not be difficult for Shavi. She slowly landed beside the four of them. "Shavi, I'll have to trouble you with the three of them."

"Yes, Lady Tilly." The latter patted her chest with a smile and then summoned an invisible barrier. After two days of rest, she had already recovered from resisting the fierce impact of the giant beast at the bottom of the sea. When everyone stepped on the invisible barrier, she activated her magic and made it rise slowly. After a while, they went over the top of the mountain.

Then, under the guidance of Ashes, the group spent half a day and finally arrived at Border Town.

The first thing that entered Tilly's eyes was a uniquely shaped steel bridge. It sat on the wide river, and there were only two piers at the bottom. Other than the neatly arranged iron beams and pillars, there were no unnecessary decorations or patterns on its body. The snow covering the bridge formed a sharp contrast with the exposed black bridge. At first glance, there was an indescribable grandeur.

"This bridge … is really big," Breeze exclaimed. "How many iron ingots did they melt to build a bridge like this?"

"It's really a waste of materials. Obviously, a pontoon bridge could solve the problem of passage. What's the point of building such a high bridge?" Ashes disagreed. "Border Town itself is the last stop of the merchant fleet. Do you think there are ships that want to go to the source of the river to do business?"

"Ignorant remarks," Andrea elegantly shook her index finger. "Even if I'm not from Graycastle, I can still see that the woodland in the west is quite valuable for reclamation. There are no towns now, but that doesn't mean there won't be any in the future. If you want to continue to expand your territory, expanding into an uninhabited area is the best choice. At that time, the pontoon bridge will become a blockage for the river transportation. Lady Tilly's brother obviously thinks more long-term than you do. "

Ashes raised her eyebrows. "Before, you called him a vulgar aristocrat who likes barbaric cooking, but now you call him Lady Tilly's brother?"

"The word vulgar aristocrat was added by you." The blonde witch turned her head disdainfully. "In addition, long-term vision and barbaric cooking don't conflict, so you don't have to sow discord in front of Lady Tilly."

Tilly didn't pay attention to the routine dispute between the two. Instead, she turned her eyes to the other side of the river.

She noticed an incredible phenomenon.

At this time, the sky was still snowing, and the temperature was no different from winter. It was reasonable to say that at this time, the townspeople should be hiding in their homes, either around the stove or curled up under the quilt. Even in King's City, there weren't many people on the streets in winter. The cold would accelerate the loss of physical strength. If you wanted to keep your body warm, you had to eat more than usual, not to mention the risk of catching a cold. Therefore, except for the necessary food and drink, the vast majority of civilians always avoided taking any action in winter.

However, there were constantly people coming and going by the river. Some of them were pushing carts, while others were carrying large bags. Their footsteps were hurried, and it seemed that they were working. Tilly didn't find any supervisors with whips around them. That was to say, these people were working completely voluntarily.

This … how is this possible?

After crossing the iron bridge, two guards carrying strange spears immediately came over. They were wearing the same uniform, and seemed to be in high spirits. Their demeanor was completely different from the usual patrols in big cities. "Stop, why are you coming from the south?" One of them carefully looked at them for a moment, "Wait, you are … witches?"

This question made Tilly slightly startled. Although she already knew that the existence of witches had been made public in this town, but when she personally heard an ordinary person ask such a question in such a calm tone, her heart still set off a burst of waves. "Yes, we are witches."

"You want to join the Witch Cooperation Association," the guard laughed, "Please wait here, I will immediately report to the higher ups."

"Wait? No, this is … "

"Okay, we will wait here." Tilly stretched out her hand to interrupt Ashes's words, "Also, can I ask what these people are busy with?"

"Ah, they are repairing the dock. Because of the sudden snowfall, a lot of things have been messed up. As for what they are doing specifically, I am not clear. "

When the guard returned to his post, Ashes puzzledly asked, "Why didn't you tell them your identity?"

"Aren't you curious? How will he receive a witch from another city? "Tilly playfully blinked her eyes.

Not long after, a tall and slender woman dressed in white walked over. She had long, curly blonde hair and an impeccable appearance. Even if she couldn't see her magic, Tilly could feel the sharp aura emanating from her body, just like an unsheathed blade.

There was no doubt that this person was a combat witch, and an extremely powerful one at that.

"I really thought that there was a new witch who wanted to join the Witch Cooperation Association. Didn't you return to Sleeping Island?" She first looked at Ashes, and then swept her eyes over the crowd. When her eyes fell on Tilly, she suddenly froze. In an instant, the sharp feeling disappeared, and was replaced by a watery warmth.

"Hello, my name is Nightingale," she nodded in greeting, "You must be Tilly Wimbledon, His Highness Roland's sister, right?"

(To be continued.)

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