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After reading the two contracts several times, Spear Passi solemnly signed her name at the end.
One of them was the Memorandum of Unification, and the other was the Basic Constitution of the Witch Union.
The former stipulated that after Timothy Wimbledon's rule was overthrown, she would lead the whole of Fallen Dragon Ridge to pledge allegiance to Roland Wimbledon. At the same time, she would respond to the new king's request and hand over the enfeoffment power. In return, Roland would guarantee her other rights as the Lord of Fallen Dragon Ridge. The memorandum categorized the duties into three categories: personnel, administration, and finance. Although it was a bit novel, it was easy to understand and basically included the matters she dealt with daily.
The latter was a decision Spear made after a long consideration. At present, the Witch Union was undoubtedly working for His Highness Roland. She didn't want to tie herself to Prince Roland's carriage so soon. After all, he only occupied one corner of Graycastle. However, the content of the evening classes was quite attractive. She vaguely sensed that the strange calculation methods would be of great help in the management of the territory.
Fortunately, the requirements in the Constitution of the Witch Union were very loose. It was more like a formal consensus and didn't even restrict the members' freedom of movement. She had asked His Highness about this, and the answer she got was that they could leave whenever they wanted.
"I've signed it."
Spear handed the two exquisite parchments to the table, but Roland didn't respond. His eyes were fixed on the empty space beside him, as if he was thinking about something.
"Your Highness?"
"Ah..." He blinked as if he had come back to his senses. "Let me see."
This kind of distracted state was rarely seen in the previous negotiations. It seemed that after yesterday's trial, there was a trace of hesitation between His Highness' eyebrows. It was hard for her to understand. The trial was undoubtedly a great success. The people stood on His Highness's side without hesitation and cheered for him. Before this, Spear had never thought that the common people would support a noble so much. She had thought that they were from two different worlds and that nobles didn't need the people's understanding and didn't care about their support. But yesterday, her way of thinking had changed. Looking at the people around the square waving their fists and making the same kind of earth-shattering sound, she suddenly realized that there might be a kind of power that she had never been aware of, and it might even be much stronger than the nobles themselves.
Moreover, His Highness's decisive judgment was also one of the reasons why she was determined to sign these two contracts.
Regardless of whether he wanted to protect the witches or not, at least he was able to punish the thief who had plotted against him so quickly. This in itself was a kind of sincerity. Since that was the case, she should respond.
However, His Highness did not seem satisfied … Was he regretting publicly opposing the Church?
Spear knew that this was not an easy enemy to deal with.
It was related to the direction of future cooperation, so it was better to ask clearly. She hesitated for a moment and then put forward her speculation.
His Highness was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and shook his head. "I have never regretted fighting against the church. They are enemies that must be defeated, no matter what."
"Then you …"
"I'm just feeling a little emotional."
"Emotional?"
"I'm telling the truth and exposing the crimes committed by the church, but I still feel a little embarrassed." He shrugged his shoulders. "It seems that I'm far from being a qualified politician."
Politician? What was that? Someone like an astrologer, someone who focused on studying politics?
Before she could ask, His Highness stopped this topic. "I'll accept the contract. I heard that your ability is related to controlling magic power?"
"Yes." Spear did not continue to ask. "To be precise, it's to extract a witch's magic power for other witches to use. Of course, I can also withdraw my own magic power to achieve the purpose of consumption. This process has almost no effect on the outside world, and I can repeat the process in the castle at any time. "
"How did you discover that you have such an ability?" the prince asked curiously.
"Since I awakened," the Marquess replied. The Marquess replied, "I don't know how other witches understand their ability, but I can feel its existence. It's like suddenly … having an extra organ."
"Interesting." He nodded thoughtfully. "You should know why I sent Nightingale to Fallen Dragon Ridge to invite you."
"You need my ability." Spear paused for a moment and put her hand on her chest. "It's my pleasure to serve you."
Since she could not return to Fallen Dragon Ridge now, she might as well see what the prince usually did. Although she had only been in Border Town for more than a week, she found that the scene here was very different from other territories. It was a remote place far from the center of the kingdom, but it was no less lively than King's City. As a lord, she was full of curiosity.
What surprised Spear even more was that the life of the local witches was completely different from what she had imagined. Prince Roland did not control them too much, but let them do whatever they wanted. This could be seen from the fact that he waited for Nightingale to return. He obviously wanted her to return earlier, but he still agreed to her request.
His Highness did not treat them as his servants.
She knew that some nobles secretly hid witches because of their beauty. Now that His Royal Highness was openly recruiting witches, she thought that he would be more unscrupulous, but she didn't expect that he would be so cautious in this regard.
Was he still the rumored lustful and incompetent Prince Roland?
While she did not know whether to laugh or cry, she could not help but trust him more. Now that she thought about it, what Nightingale had said in front of her was true.
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Following the prince out of the castle, Spear met the other two witches in a yard in the mountain behind the town.
"This is Anna, and that's Mystery Moon," Roland introduced. "Mystery Moon's magic power is on the low side in the Witch Union, but her ability consumption is very high."
"I'm obviously at the middle level!" Mystery Moon protested.
"Among the awakened witches," the prince added.
The latter immediately became listless.
"Do you want me to connect their magic power?" Spear looked at Anna. "She should be the girl with the strongest magic power in the Witch Union, right? I suggest you call more witches. The amount of magic power has a lot to do with their age. Even if there's a difference, there shouldn't be too much of a difference. "
"It's just a test," His Highness said, stroking his chin. "If this method works, I'll call them over."
The Marquess nodded and summoned the magic channel. It was a sphere shining with light blue light, quietly floating in the air. Then, under her control, two thin lines stretched out from the sphere, like invisible tentacles, toward Anna and Mystery Moon.
"It'll feel a little weird at first, but just relax," Spear explained. "If you resist, it can't transfer magic power by force."
When the tentacles sank into Anna's chest, she suddenly froze.
"What … is this?" The tentacles didn't seem to be connected to rotating magic power, but to a hard metal cube. It was so huge that she felt like an ant standing at the bottom of the metal, looking up to see its top.
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