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It was already dusk when Roland returned to the castle after arranging the duel.
"Is Maggie really okay?" Nightingale appeared behind him as soon as he stepped into the office.
"She's been practicing her marksmanship with Lightning, and Lightning is your disciple. There's nothing to worry about." Roland comforted her. "She dared to transform into a strange beast and pounced on the demons at the critical moment of exploring Devil's Town, which proves that she doesn't lack courage. The only problem is whether she will shoot at her own kind."
Maggie was more frightened than hurt at that time. Iffy did not mean to kill her, but her extremely contemptuous attitude towards non-combat witches was like a bomb in the team. Roland did not dare to take her out to catch demons if he did not teach her a memorable lesson and make her repent.
The best way to teach her a lesson was to let Maggie defeat Iffy herself.
There was no doubt that the only weapon that could surpass the ability limit and make the assistant witches have the power to fight was the gun. In order to avoid accidental death, Roland specially asked Soroya to make a batch of rubber bullets. The metal bullets were replaced with layers of coating, which gradually softened from the inside to the outside. This kind of bullet could not penetrate the human body, but its power should not be underestimated. The huge kinetic energy would be transmitted to the human body along with the deformation of the bullet, and the resulting severe pain was enough to make the target lose the ability to resist, so it was also called the Energy Fading Bullet.
"... I'll go see her again." Nightingale seemed to be worried and disappeared into the Mist.
Roland gently exhaled. When Iffy attacked Maggie, he clearly heard the click of the gun's safety being removed. If Iffy did not let go of Maggie as she was told, he was afraid that he would have to call Nana over.
In addition, he could see that Maggie was quite afraid of the witches of the Bloodfang Association, which meant that they had done a lot of similar things on Sleeping Island. Thinking of the former Witch Cooperation Association's Halakah, then thinking of Evelyn and Candle's inferiority complex when they first came here, and even the Witch Union more than four hundred years ago, this idea that combat witches were more noble was undoubtedly not a sudden one. It could be said that in the face of external oppression, those who had the ability to fight would definitely have a higher right to speak. Unfortunately, the power of gunpowder and guns was enough to make up for the difference in ability … He thought that if he could correct these two people, Tilly would probably trust him even more.
"Don't worry too much. Just aim at the guy and empty the magazine. Make her cry and beg for mercy. Do you understand?" Lightning shouted, "Even if it's a normal bullet, Nana is watching from behind. What's more, you're using the paint bullet made by sister Soroya. If you don't hit her a few more times, you won't be able to vent your anger!"
"Hmm …" Maggie leaned against the headboard, her hair covering her cheeks. "I see."
"You don't know!" Lightning brushed aside her long white hair. "You're not thinking about beating him up right now, are you? If you let her go this time, I will never take you on an adventure again — explorers don't need cowards! "
Maggie looked hesitant. "I'm not …"
"She's not a coward." Another voice came from behind them. "A coward can't fight with demons, not to mention that she saved my life."
Nightingale got out of the Mist, walked to the bedside, and flicked Lightning's forehead. "How can you talk like that!"
The little girl covered her forehead and curled her lips. "I'm just afraid that she'll get cold feet."
She sighed and held Maggie's hand. "Listen, this competition is not just between you and her … His Majesty arranged this to make the witches of the Bloodfang Association realize their mistakes and change their attitude towards other witches. Do you remember Evelyn and Candle? There are many witches on Sleeping Island who have similar experiences. If you can teach them a lesson, in a sense, you'll be helping them. "
Nightingale paused. "So, you're not just fighting for yourself, but to protect everyone, just like last time when you fought against demons."
"Yes …" Maggie blinked her eyes and nodded gently.
"By the way, His Majesty also said that if you win this time, there will be an unlimited supply of ice cream and pepper barbecue for a week, just for you alone."
"Coo!" Her eyes suddenly lit up.
The next day, in addition to the guards who were responsible for clearing the field, there were more than ten witches on the meadow outside the city wall. They gathered around Roland and cheered for Maggie loudly.
"I won't cheer for you." Softfeathers yawned. "You can't hear it anyway."
"No need." Iffy slowly walked to the center of the field and coldly looked at Maggie, whose body was covered by her long hair. She sneered in her heart. If the number of supporters could win, the church would have unified the whole continent long ago. "It's not too late to admit defeat … Otherwise, it's not good to let His Majesty down."
"I won't lose, coo!"
She was slightly stunned. Since when did this guy dare to speak in such a confident tone in front of her? "Really? Then you'd better be prepared to be locked in a cage and fall from the sky. "
"You can't lock me up," Maggie said with her head held high. "The only person who can catch me in the sky is Lightning!"
As the duel began, Iffy did not waste any time and rushed straight to her opponent. She knew very well that even if Maggie had the God's Stone of Retaliation, she would not be able to defeat her, who had received combat training. His Majesty was wrong about one thing. Combat witches did not only rely on their own abilities to fight, but also their bodies were also deadly weapons. With their extraordinary physical fitness and recovery ability, witches could often withstand more bloody and harsh training. Even if her opponent was a fully armed Knight, she was confident that she could defeat him within ten breaths.
Maggie, on the other hand, transformed into a blue bird, quickly spread her wings and flew towards the sky.
"Is this your way of fighting?" Iffy stretched out her arms in the direction of her escape, but the burst of magic power did not capture the target. "This is a duel. Where can you escape to?"
"Chirp — chirp —" The bird rose higher and higher and soon disappeared, leaving only a string of crisp chirps.
Iffy frowned and looked up at the sky. Suddenly, she saw a faint shadow in the direction of the rising sun.
Was she using the light to hide herself and launch an unexpected attack? Iffy could not help but sneer. It was a good idea. Unfortunately, her ability did not require her to see the target directly. Even if she was blindfolded, any target within ten steps of her would be detected by her magic power — this was the branch ability that she had awakened when she became an adult.
Moreover, what harm could a fist-sized blue bird do to her? To determine the winner, her opponent would inevitably transform into that ferocious giant again!
Just as she was waiting, a cloud covered the sun and the earth instantly darkened. At that moment, Iffy saw the bird falling from the sky.
Poor thing, it seems that even luck is not on your side!
Without hesitation, she stretched out her hands to grab her opponent — the winner had been decided!
But there was nothing... Magic power surrounded the front of her, but she did not feel Maggie crashing into her.
Maggie abruptly stopped twenty paces away from her!
Then, to Iffy's surprise, she transformed back into a human in mid-air and took out a silver short stick from her waist pocket.
Was she... crazy?
Without the bird's wings, Maggie did not fall straight to the ground. Her long white hair rose up and spread out like wings, supporting her to fall slowly. At the same time, the short stick spurted out a ball of sparks and a loud noise!
Iffy felt that something had entered the range of her magic power, but it was not Maggie herself, nor was it a crossbow or a stone. She did not even have time to release the cage before she felt her abdomen being hit by a hammer, followed by her thighs and calves... There was a series of explosive sounds and the soil on the ground was splashed. The severe pain made her unable to make any sound, as if her broken legs could no longer support her body.
Iffy fell to the ground, clutching her stomach and curling up into a ball. Her consciousness was blurred.
Vaguely, she saw a white figure falling in front of her. She used the last of her strength to raise her trembling hand, but her magic no longer responded to her call.
"You lost, coo."
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