After the witch finished speaking, she left the hall directly, not even giving the two a chance to explain.
Roland slightly tilted his head, "What's the matter, can you see anything?"
"Both sides are telling the truth," Nightingale whispered in his ear.
"So that's how it is," he thought for a moment and quickly guessed the general cause of the matter. "The truth doesn't represent the truth, but the" truth "that I believe to be true. It seems that the problem lies in the book that recorded the family history."
"Since you specially came here from Longsong Stronghold, don't be in a hurry to go back. Stay at Filin's house for a few days, you can also take a look at the town's scenery." Roland looked at the confused Sir, "I'll ask her about the situation, maybe you can have a chat with her."
"Is... is that so?" Sir was startled, then lowered his head and said, "Then I'll have to trouble Your Highness."
"By the way, where are the Magic Stones and ancient books you brought?"
"They're all in the cabin, there are ten boxes."
"Very good, transport them all to the castle," Roland nodded, "seeing that her things from more than four hundred years ago can still be preserved, I think her mood will ease."
...
After dinner, the Prince called Agatha to his office.
"Maybe you should listen to Sir Schilt," he repeated the story told by the other side, "no matter what your steward did, he at least came to you with the idea of returning the things to their original owners, maybe he also wanted to make up for the responsibility owed by his ancestors."
"He deceived his own descendants, these people don't owe me anything," Agatha curled her lips, "and now the witch family is meaningless, they are also one of the nobles of the Western Region, right? If I accept them, it will make it inconvenient for you to do what you want to do next. You want to take the entire jurisdiction of the Western Region into your own hands, right? "
Roland was slightly startled, he didn't expect the other to actually think of this, then smiled and shook his head, "Well, what you said makes sense. But you don't seem... to blame them? "
"I don't need to accumulate my anger towards the mortals of 400 years ago on his descendants, not to mention that they don't even know about it."
"No wonder she is an open-minded witch of the Witch Kingdom," Roland sighed in his heart. Whether it is the attitude towards mortals or the degree of acceptance of new things, she has a positive attitude. In his opinion, there is no doubt that this is an excellent attitude, but for a four-hundred-year-old Taquila, it is probably an unusual behavior. It is no wonder that she was excluded by other witches in the Quest Society.
"In that case, I will explain to them," he said with a smile, "next, I wonder if you are interested in counting your inheritance?"
Agatha rolled her eyes and said snappily, "It's not mine, it's the Quest Society's legacy."
...
All the boxes were moved to the basement of the castle. In addition to Agatha, Roland also called Tilly, Sylvie, and Anna.
Under Sylvie's scrutiny, the boxes were opened one by one. Of the 15 wooden boxes, 10 contained Magic Stones. Roland casually took out a palm-sized crystal and smacked his tongue, "You said that they are all transformed from God's Stones of Retaliation. Such a large piece of God's Stone is probably worth 200 or 300 Golden Dragon."
"200 or 300 Golden Dragon?" Agatha said disdainfully, "Magic Stones can only be made by Chaos Beasts, and each one is considered a priceless treasure."
"What kind of Magic Stones are these?" Tilly asked, "They don't look convenient to carry around."
"Stones of Light." She pressed the stone in the prince's hand and injected magic power into it. A pale yellow light suddenly flowed out and soon surpassed the brightness of the torches. She only let go when the light was a little dazzling. "More than half of these are Stones of Light. Other than those produced by Chaos Beasts, the rest are the spoils of war we seized from Devil's Town."
"How are Magic Stones polished into different sizes?" Anna asked curiously, "Since they are originally God's Stones of Retaliation, it means that they can't be cut with magic power. But the whole piece of God's Stone is very hard, and it doesn't look like it can be cut with knives or axes."
"The whole piece of God's Stone?" Agatha was startled, "You mean the God's Stone vein?"
"It's at the bottom of the mine in Border Town." Roland told them about the treasure map. "Its surface is so hard that even a gun can only leave a shallow mark on it."
"I see." She could not help but laugh, "You found my laboratory tower with this map. Yes, it is indeed used by the Quest Society to mark the God's Stone vein and choose the site for the construction of the Holy City. "
"The Holy City?" The four of them said in surprise.
"Otherwise, why do you think there are more than a hundred cities on the Fertile Plains but only three Holy Cities?" She curled up the corner of her mouth, "The so-called Holy Cities are all built on the God's Stone of Retaliation mines. In addition to making it convenient to explore the relationship between magic power and Magic Stones, it is also to prevent large-scale damage caused by fights between witches, which requires a lot of God's Stones of Retaliation. "
"So you originally planned to build a new Holy City on the North Slope Mountain?" Roland asked in surprise.
"If the Battle of Divine Will hadn't been defeated so quickly," Agatha sighed, "in addition, the Barbarian Ridge at the fracture of the Impassable Mountain Range is also the same. Now you call it the Hermes Plateau, which is where the Holy City of the Church is located."
"And they also continue to call it the Holy City," Tilly said with a frown, "so that group of people is more likely to be the successor of the Union."
"Fortunately, they didn't build the Holy City of the Church in the Western Region," Roland quietly sighed.
"In short, the God's Stone itself is almost indestructible. If you want to divide it and use it, you must use a special solvent," Agatha continued, "the magic power of witches' blood... or the demon's blood."
"Blood... solution?" Sylvie could not help but widen her eyes.
"Yes, depending on the quality of the God's Stone, the amount of blood needed also varies," she spread out her hands and said, "in the Holy City, adult witches are obliged to donate their own blood. Since the blood will soon lose its magic power after leaving the body, it must be used immediately. Every two or three years, under the command of the Union, witches with suitable conditions will go to the mine area to donate blood. Of course, all the demons they catch will also be used for this purpose. "
"Have you also had such an experience?" Anna asked.
"Of course," Agatha nodded, "even the Three Chiefs of the Union are no exception."
"What about demonic beasts?" Sylvie said, "Some demonic hybrids also seem to contain magic power."
"Indeed, but their magic power is very small, so they can only be used to process broken God's Stones, and are useless for the original mine." Agatha replied, "After the God's Stone is divided, its strength will sharply decrease as its volume decreases, and its area of influence will also be greatly reduced. For example, the God's Stone of Retaliation that is convenient to carry around can be easily broken with a hammer. "
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