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After the banquet, Roland called Lotus and Vendy into his office.
"Is everything okay on Sleeping Island?" he asked Lotus with a smile. "I hope I didn't cause you any trouble during the time I occupied Tilly's place."
"No," Lotus nodded and then said in a low voice, "Yes... by the way, I haven't thanked you for the scarf you gave me last time."
"Don't be so formal." Roland waved his hand. He knew that after a period of time, the familiarity they had established would become a lot more distant. But this did not mean that the connection between them had disappeared. Instead, it was temporary... As long as they maintained their previous attitude, he believed that they would soon be able to reintegrate. "It seems that a lot has changed here, but in fact, it's not much different from when you left. Just treat Neverwinter as your home."
"That's right." Vendy touched her head and said, "You're still our sister."
"Yes." Lotus seemed to be a little embarrassed and lowered her head, but her tone was obviously relaxed.
"After you arrived at the castle, I've been very concerned about one thing... Aren't those two witches named Iffy and Softfeathers the witches of Sleeping Island?" Roland changed the topic. He noticed that whether it was the introduction or the reminiscence of the past, the two of them didn't fit in with the other witches. Although they would also chat a few words during the meal, compared to Lotus, Sylvie, Evelyn, Candle and the others' warm embrace, the difference was relatively obvious. And he did not know whether it was an illusion or not, but he always felt that Evelyn and Candle were a little afraid of those two witches.
"No, they're indeed from Sleeping Island, but they're a little different from us..." Lotus briefly explained the origin of the two witches. "I don't know why Lady Tilly sent the witches of the Bloodfang Association here."
"Iffy is a combat witch?" Roland was stunned.
"Yes, she can summon a magic cage to capture enemies who are much stronger than her. Even Lady Ashes can't escape once she's trapped if she doesn't wear a God's Stone of Retaliation. "
"What about Softfeathers?" Vendy asked curiously.
"Although she's not a combat witch, her ability is still very powerful," Lotus muttered. "Any object that comes into contact with her can become sticky, and once it sticks together, it can't be separated until her ability fails. But according to her, as long as enough magic power is used, the stickiness can last for a long time."
"This ability should have a wide range of uses," Roland said in surprise. "Why did that witch from the Kingdom of Wolfheart agree to send such witches here?"
"The members of the Bloodfang Association are all very powerful. Not to mention that there are many combat witches, the rest of the non-combat witches also have outstanding abilities. Most of the credit goes to them for the construction of Sleeping Island. Lotus sighed, looking very reluctant to admit this, "But they always feel that they are a cut above others, and often bully those witches with inferior abilities. If Lady Tilly hadn't tried her best to stop them, I'm afraid that the number of witches going to the Fjords would have decreased by more than half."
So that's how it is, he thought. This was probably the reason why Evelyn and Candle had such an unusual expression in front of them. "I see. Have a good rest today." Roland comforted Lotus and then looked at Vendy. "I'll leave the arrangement of their rooms to you. Let the witches of the Bloodfang Association live a little further away for the time being. We'll have a detailed ability test tomorrow."
"Yes, Your Majesty," Vendy answered with her hand on her chest.
After the two of them left, Nightingale appeared beside him and asked with a piece of fish in her mouth, "Don't you need someone to keep an eye on those two guys?"
"Since they haven't left Sleeping Island, there shouldn't be too much of a problem." Roland shrugged. "The witches who go to the Fjords aren't like the Witch Cooperation Association, who have experienced life and death together. Plus, the witches themselves are a combination of many witch organizations, so it's not surprising that such a situation would occur." As the saying goes, there are all kinds of strange things within a party. Once the Witch Union expanded, it would be the same sooner or later. However, the factional competition within the party was not all harmful. As long as it was a healthy competition, it would increase the vitality of the Union. "The only thing I don't understand is why Tilly sent the combat witches here. If she just wanted me to discipline them, she could have sent the assistant witches, not to mention that Breeze is on Tilly's side."
"Maybe she wrote the reason in the letter?" Nightingale guessed.
"Ah, I almost forgot." Roland patted his head, took out the envelope from the drawer, and spread it on the table. In addition to the five witches, Tilly also brought a thick stack of ancient books and a handwritten letter. Because of the banquet, he had not had time to read them.
In the letter, Tilly talked about the origin of the books and the strangeness of their contents, followed by her conjecture about the Sealine and her hope that he could help Thunder build a ship that could go against the current. In the second half, Roland had heard from Thunder himself, but the first half surprised him. Books from different times and places were gathered together and stuffed into the ruins. Some of the contents of the books had even disappeared from the Union for nearly a hundred years? This meant that the underwater ruins were still visited by people more than three hundred years ago. Who were these people?
The back of the letter briefly mentioned the new witches' abilities. What concerned Roland the most was the paragraph at the end.
"Our understanding of the world is still in the stage of ignorance, even worse than that of the Union more than four hundred years ago. If you want to defeat the enemy, you must first understand the enemy — at this point, their abilities may be able to help you. "
After reading the letter, he could not help but be lost in thought.
"Understand the enemy... Help... What does Tilly want to say?"
Roland shifted his gaze back to the introduction of the abilities. Suddenly, a shocking idea leaped into his mind.
"Does Tilly want to..."
"No, that's too bold." He quickly shook his head, but as soon as the idea emerged, it grew uncontrollably and wildly. There was indeed a risk, but the reward was also extremely considerable. Just thinking about the boxes of Magic Stones left by Agatha was enough to make people excited. If they could be combined into a Sigil and used, the significance would be no less than a steam engine... It was not that he had not thought about this before, but the actual operation was very difficult, so he had finally given up. Now that he had the abilities of Iffy and Breeze, it seemed that his goal was not so far away.
"What does the letter say?" As if noticing his strange look, Nightingale bent down and reached out to touch his forehead. "Hey, are you okay?"
"Very bad. My heart is about to jump out of my chest." Roland smiled helplessly. "But Tilly didn't even tell me the reason and just threw the choice to me."
She asked curiously, "Choose what?"
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