Chapter 347

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"How is it?" Roland put down the pen in his hand and looked up at Nightingale, who had quietly appeared in the office.

"She's asleep. She just ate a bowl of oatmeal and her appetite is pretty good." Nightingale walked to the table and sat back in her usual position. "Now it's Sylvie's turn to monitor her."

"Well, that's good."

"Do you believe what she said?" Nightingale asked.

"In any case, the God's Stone of Retaliation has been removed. When you ask her tomorrow, you can tell whether she's lying or not. But …" Roland paused for a moment. "I think most of what she said is true."

"Why?" Nightingale asked curiously.

"Have you ever discovered that a person from 400 years ago and we used the same script and language?" The Prince said, holding his chin. "It's reasonable to say that the two regions are separated by the Impassable Mountain Range, so it's almost impossible for such a situation to occur – unless the two regions originally came from the same source and were very close to each other."

"But she called the Four Kingdoms the Barbarian Land."

"That's the key … I don't know what it was like here more than 400 years ago. Maybe it was just a few scattered villages and some criminals who were exiled by the witch world. The kingdom's history books also recorded that the major cities were generally established between 200 and 300 years ago. Moreover, astrologers appeared in that era. " He said with great interest, "I've always been very curious why astrologers, who generally didn't have any achievements or research results, could be called sages together with alchemists. Now I roughly understand – the Union led the survivors to escape to this peripheral area, and at the same time, brought their language and civilization with them. These people blended into the local people and helped them establish the regime, the fortress, and the city. "

"You said it as if you saw it with your own eyes." Nightingale smiled and shook her head.

"This is the only way to explain why we used the same language as her," Roland said seriously. "Because we originally came from the same source. And during these 400 years, the civilization has always been in the process of reconstruction, without the slightest development. "

"Well," she said, spreading out her hands. "Anyway, we'll know the answer tomorrow. If you guess wrong … you'll have to give me a luxurious lunch. "

The so-called luxurious lunch was actually a combination of corn soup, roasted chicken legs, and ice cream bread, which the kitchen only made once a week.

"What if you guess wrong?"

"You can have anything you want," Nightingale said, tilting her head and squinting her eyes. Her cheeks and smooth neck formed a perfect curve, making her look exceptionally attractive. If one's appearance was full marks, no matter what she did, she would be tempting others. Now Roland finally verified the truth of this saying.

"I've noted it down." He coughed twice and turned his attention back to the paper.

Since Agatha had just woken up, Roland could not force her to answer all his questions accurately and carefully. Basically, he followed her train of thought and asked her questions wherever she thought, so the information he got was very confusing. What he was doing now was to rearrange the information in Agatha's words and find out the key points that he needed to understand next.

There was no doubt that the most pressing problem was the demons.

In the end, the reason for the war with the Devils, and why they were now ceasing to fight, this information was crucial to Border Town. There had never been a war without a reason, and what the demons did did did not seem to be an invasion for resources and expansion: they did not occupy the Barbarian Land, nor did they abduct humans. It looked like an act of killing.

Roland also noticed that Agatha mentioned the Battle of Divine Will. Did the two sides start a life-and-death war at the behest of God? But at that time, there was not even a shadow of the church, so naturally there was also the one God that they claimed to be. He could not be at ease if he did not get an explanation for this.

At the same time, he needed to figure out the food, clothing, housing, and transportation of the Holy City civilization as soon as possible — or rather, what was the status of their economic foundation. These details could help him measure the level of development of the civilization and indirectly determine the strength of the demons.

As for the Union, Roland did not care too much about it. The scarcity of witches and the instability of their abilities had already determined that the combat ability of this organization would not be very high. Historical experience had repeatedly emphasized that before the formation of a generational gap, a full-scale war was a battle of attrition. Scarce high-precision weapons could not make up for the overall disadvantage.

The second point was the Magic Stones.

According to Tilly, the magical characteristics of the Magic Stones could greatly make up for the weakness of the unstable ability, allowing witches to exert power that did not belong to them, and allowing assistant witches to also go to the battlefield — although in Roland's eyes, this was completely putting the cart before the horse. He could not wait to turn all combat witches into assistant witches and throw them into endless production work.

However, the strange thing was that the Union, which had many witches, did not use this method to fight against the demons. Instead, it chose to create the God's Punishment Army, which was really incredible. Could it be that the Magic Stones had some unknown shortcomings, or that they were extremely difficult to produce?

Fortunately, Agatha was a member of the Quest Society, which was similar to the current Alchemy Workshop. It gathered a group of extremely talented witches and specialized in the research of Magic Stones and magic power. Roland faintly felt that there should be a lot of potential in it.

The last question was about the church.

He drew a circle on this column. Obviously, he could not get an answer from Agatha about the establishment and development of this organization. What he could infer from the few words was that the church was established after the witches were defeated. They obtained the secrets of the Union and covered up everything about the witches, rendering them as the incarnation of the demons. If the people of the Four Kingdoms were regarded as the descendants of the indigenous people, then the church was a veritable outsider. Moreover, the indigenous people had no civilization to speak of, so it was not surprising that they were deceived by fabricated history and oracle.

All this was just because the witches used to oppress the ordinary people, so the refugees who escaped saw the witches as enemies and even hunted witches on this continent? Roland frowned. It sounded reasonable, but … he felt that something was wrong.

There were many Blessed Warriors and Extraordinaries in the Union, and even Transcendents... Even if they had God's Stones of Retaliation, it was impossible for them to defeat such an opponent, right?

To completely wipe out a force that was much stronger than oneself, hatred alone could not do it. Obviously, the information was missing a key piece of information.

"That witch doesn't seem to like you very much," Nightingale suddenly said.

"After all, she lives in a world where all witches are superior to others." Roland laughed. "In her eyes, I'm afraid I'm no different from the weeds on the roadside."

"You don't hate her?"

"Why should I? She's just a poor person who has been abandoned by the times." He shook his head. "After sleeping in an ice coffin for more than 400 years, she woke up to find that the world was completely different. The fear brought by this feeling of strangeness will definitely make her build a mental wall to defend herself. Once she accepts all of this, she should slowly change her mind. "

"Sure enough, it's like your answer," Nightingale said with a smile. "Don't worry, I won't let her offend you in the slightest."