He did not expect that the other party's question was actually a trap for him, and the source of this trap was already buried when he was writing all kinds of books. @ ChineseNorthWestern.
It was just that when an average person came into contact with such a huge and complex information for the first time, it was extremely difficult to understand, and it was impossible to notice the flaws. As a natural science that studied the nature of everything in the world, it was absolutely inconceivable that the word magic power was not mentioned from the beginning to the end.
And Roland himself had completely forgotten the memory of Prince Roland, except for the first month of his transmigration when he consciously imitated Prince Roland, after that he no longer cared about it. The minister did not dare to question him, and he did not need to hide himself in front of the witches, so he became more and more unscrupulous.
But Tilly was not an ordinary witch.
In addition to being the sister of Prince Roland, she was also an Extraordinary.
Not only did she read all the books in a short time, but she also keenly noticed this abnormality, and the clarity of her logical thinking was no less than that of a modern person who had received universal education. Not only that, but she also used questions to guide his opinion, and the two sides confirmed each other, making it almost impossible for him to refute.
A big crisis.
Roland's brain was spinning rapidly, but he could not think of any feasible response. For someone who could see this, any far-fetched explanation would only increase the other party's doubts, and a lie needed more lies to cover up, and the loopholes would only increase.
In the midst of the awkward silence, Tilly spoke again, and this time her voice was much slower, "You don't need to rush to tell me the answer, it's already late, I'll go back to the Witch House first, you should also rest early, Your Highness."
"Ah … yes," Roland stared at the gray-haired woman, not knowing what she was thinking about in the end, and for a moment he even forgot to get up to see her off.
When Tilly walked to the door of the office, she stopped and looked back at him, "Can I trust you?"
In the past, Roland would not hesitate to pat his chest and say yes, but at this time, he found that he could not easily say yes, and finally just slowly nodded.
After the door was closed, Nightingale clicked her tongue in wonder and said, "She left just like that."
"Why do you look so regretful?" Roland glared at her.
"I feel like she was so close to knowing your true background," Nightingale stuck out her tongue carelessly. "Why didn't she ask more questions?"
"Because she didn't want to end up not even being able to be friends." The prince sighed.
"What?"
"No … It's nothing." Roland leaned against the back of his chair and felt a slight chill on his back. Tilly's performance could be said to be impeccable. She did not question him too much. As an ally of Sleeping Island, Border Town was undoubtedly the most powerful partner. In the face of a formidable enemy, allies were more important than the truth of identity. It would not be good news for the witches of Sleeping Island if the alliance broke down because of this issue.
That was why Tilly chose to leave after raising her question, giving herself some buffer time. However, this didn't mean that she didn't need an answer. If she kept dragging things out, she would lose the trust of the other party when the threat of the enemy was eliminated. Now that she had put down this chess piece, it was time for him to respond.
But Roland could not reveal the real information to Tilly, at least not now. Anna and Nightingale were not a big problem. They had known him from the beginning. But Tilly was Prince Roland's sister after all. Before he found out what kind of thoughts she had about Prince Roland, he had to bury this information in the bottom of his heart.
Shaking his head and putting these annoying things aside, Roland looked at Nightingale and said, "You heard the conversation just now. I plan to let you, Maggie, and Lightning inquire about the situation. What do you think?"
"Of course, no problem, Your Highness."
"It's not as simple as a conversation … To be honest, I'm a little worried about you," he said in a slow voice.
"Ah … what do you mean, worried?" Nightingale's voice suddenly became a little stiff. "I, I'm fine, even if I have to kidnap her and bring her here."
"That's exactly what I'm worried about!" Roland knocked on the table and said, "What do you mean kidnap her and bring her here? I'm afraid she'll tear us apart! Listen, you can't do anything stupid this time. Find out the situation first, and then find a chance to meet Spear Passi. It's okay if she refuses, but don't threaten her. As a witch, she's not a stranger to you. "
"Uh … that's it?" She said disappointedly.
"That's all about witches." Roland curled his lips. "In addition, you need to cooperate with Lightning to record the surrounding environment of Fallen Dragon Ridge, the city defense facilities, patrols, and garrison arrangements, and then return as soon as possible."
Nightingale mumbled a response.
"Last but not least." He paused. "Pay attention to your own safety. That's the most important thing."
*
"Here, another glass of ale!"
"Hey, is the oatmeal not ready yet?"
"Coming, coming. Sorry to keep you waiting!"
Otto Luoxi walked into the tavern named Underground Trumpeter and was immediately surrounded by the noise. The roaring fire dispelled the chill, and the dull smell of sour and body odor hit his face, making him frown slightly. As a noble, Otto rarely stepped into cheap civilian places, and he was not used to drinking close to people. If it were not for his appointment with Rat, he would never visit this alley tavern in the outer city.
According to the rules of this place, he soon found his target. A skinny man wearing a hood was sitting in a corner of the tavern. There was no candle on the table, and half of his body was hidden in the darkness. Beside his hand was a small piece of white bone.
Otto walked to the man and sat down. "To Skeleton Fingers."
"You don't have any wine. What are you going to offer?"
"Something to measure everything with," he said the code word.
The man shrugged. "Just call me Hood. I heard that you're here to ask for information?"
Otto nodded. While Timothy did not reply for a long time, he had not been idle. Instead, he had been asking around for information about the rebel king. The fact that the king could still firmly occupy the Western Region after half a year after his ascension to the throne, and that Timothy could not do anything about it showed that the rebel king was a force to be reckoned with.
To get as much information as possible, dealing with Rat was the fastest way.
This was the sixth Rat he had made an appointment with. Otto was shocked by the information he had received so far. The legendary rebel king, Roland Wimbledon, the fourth son of Wimbledon III, not only did not show any signs of decadence, but even issued a challenge to the new king, claiming that he would take the initiative to overthrow Timothy sooner or later.
Moreover, Timothy had not only said so, but had also really done so. Although Timothy had tried his best to conceal the news, Otto had still noticed the strangeness of the collapse of King's City's buildings. If this news was true, then the value of forming an alliance with Timothy would be very questionable. He had to get to the bottom of this to prevent the Kingdom of Dawn from falling into trouble.
"That's right," Otto Luoxi said in a low voice. "I want to know what the loud noise and collapse of the palace in King's City were about three months ago."
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