Spear Parsi was silent for a while before she said, "Is this a threat or an invitation?"
"Of course it's an invitation." Nightingale spread out her hands and said, "His Highness doesn't approve of using coercion to order any witch around. In fact, I hate that method too."
"Then I refuse," Spear said without hesitation. "If he really needs my help, he can bring the witches to Fallen Dragon Ridge and visit me with noble etiquette. He won't send someone to sneak into my castle. Of course, if it attracts the attention of the church, I can't guarantee the witches' safety. "
This answer was not out of Nightingale's expectation. In fact, there were only two ways to make a stranger agree to a difficult request: coercion and temptation. She didn't want to use the former, and she didn't want to use the latter. Marquis Parsi was already the lord of a city, and above her was the Realm Guardian. His Highness not only didn't want to grant her a title, but also planned to take back all the nobles' power, which was called centralization. So in other words, if she worked for His Highness, her status would be reduced in the eyes of the traditional nobles.
As for following Prince Roland to create a new world and fight against the terrible enemies in the Battle of Divine Will, she probably wouldn't believe it even if Roland told her.
"I see." Nightingale curled her lips and said, "Then I'll take my leave."
"Wait..." Spear looked very surprised. "That's... it?"
"I was responsible for delivering His Highness' message. Now that you know and have given me a reply, the task is naturally completed." She grinned. "Otherwise, would you like me to tie you up and bring you back?"
"How do you know my ability is magic channel?" The marquis hesitated. "... Have you been in contact with the witches who plan to go to the Fjords Islands?"
"You guessed right. The leader of the witches, Lady Tilly Wimbledon, is now in Border Town, fighting against the Months of Demons with her brother." Nightingale shrugged. "His Highness also learned about you from her."
"They didn't go to the Fjords?"
"No, before they went to the Fjords, they didn't know that His Highness Roland had already established a foothold in the Western Region. They didn't contact each other until they settled on Sleeping Island." She gave a brief account of the process of the alliance between the two sides. "This time, Lady Tilly went to the Western Region at his invitation, just like you."
"Did Prince Roland really... establish a coexistence system for witches and ordinary people in his territory?" Spear frowned and asked, obviously not believing it.
"Not only that, but he also drove the Church out of his territory," Nightingale said with a smile, "Now there are more than ten witches living in Border Town, and the townspeople are accustomed to their existence. I never lie about this."
"…" The marquis stood up and poured her a cup of tea. "Can you tell me more about how he did it?"
"If you want to know." Nightingale turned around, walked back to the table, and sat down. These deeds might not be able to change the marquis's decision, but it was never a bad thing to get to know each other better. She decided to focus on the establishment of the Witch Union by His Highness, the war with the Duke Of Ryan, and the governance after the recovery of Longsong Stronghold, so that the marquis could roughly understand the situation of witches in Border Town. When His Highness unified Graycastle in the future, this witch Marquis would probably not put up much resistance.
Just then, there was a sudden rapid knocking sound outside the window.
"This is..." Spear looked at Nightingale in surprise.
The latter opened the window, and sure enough, it was Maggie squatting outside. "Danger, coo! Lightning found something unexpected, coo! "
"What happened?"
"A team of Judgement Army is coming to the castle, coo!" The pigeon flapped its wings and said, "There are at least 20 people, coo!"
"The church's Judgement Army?" Nightingale turned around and frowned. "Are they here for you?"
"No... I didn't make an appointment with the priest of the church today." The marquis also looked very puzzled. "Did they discover your whereabouts?"
"It's unlikely." She shook her head. "Unless the church has the ability to monitor every bird in the sky."
"That's strange..." Spear muttered. "If they're here for me, they shouldn't have sent so many Judgement Army soldiers. This is almost the entire manpower of the Fallen Dragon Ridge Church."
"What are you waiting for? They're about to enter the castle area! "A golden figure jumped in from the window and landed lightly beside Nightingale. It was Lightning.
"Although I don't know the situation, I suggest you hide for a while," Nightingale said in a low voice. "Or ask your guards to stop them outside the castle and find out the reason."
"This is my castle. Where can I hide? Don't worry. Without my permission, they can't come in. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to protect those witches. "Spear sighed." But this meeting may have to end here... If you're not in a hurry, I think... "
Before she could finish, chaotic footsteps came from under the castle. There was even the light sound of swords and knives clashing, which was particularly clear in the castle embedded in the mountain. The marquis' expression changed. "Who let them in? Guards! "
Spear shouted several names, but no one responded. The footsteps were getting closer and closer.
"It seems that they're here for you." Nightingale gestured to Lightning, reminding her to leave. "It's not too late to leave now. We can protect you."
"No, I'm not going anywhere! This is my territory. How dare they be so presumptuous. "
Before he could finish his words, the door was slammed open, and a group of fully armed Judgement Warriors came in. They raised their swords and shields and surrounded the Lord.
At the same time, Nightingale hid in the Mist and retreated to the corner of the wall, where it was convenient to escape and to observe the situation in the room. She noticed that Lightning and Maggie had not left either. The former was poking her head out of the window to spy on the enemies. The latter was squatting on top of the beam, methodically taking care of her wings.
"These two brats are so reckless. His Highness must discipline them when we get back..." She shook her head helplessly and looked at the Judgement Warriors of the church. Each of them was wearing a God's Stone of Retaliation. The dark black holes overlapped and covered Spear completely. She could only hear the marquis scolding angrily. "Redwin, are you crazy? How dare you bring them into my castle without permission?"
"Of course not, my sister," a man's voice rang out from the crowd, "Father made a mistake, that's why he passed the title to a devil's henchman, I'm just correcting his mistake."
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