She didn't know how much time had passed, but when Nightingale woke up, she found that her hands were tied to a wooden stake, and her waist and feet were also tightly bound with ropes. She tried to struggle, but her body was tightly stuck to the wooden pole, completely unable to move.
She wanted to use her ability, but the familiar feeling didn't appear – it was as if her connection with magic had been cut off. Nightingale lowered her head and found that there was a transparent prismatic stone hanging on her neck.
"You're awake," Cara walked in front of her, "How did it feel to be petrified? To tell you the truth, I had high hopes for you, Nightingale. However, you have failed to live up to my expectations. "
"…" Nightingale took a deep breath, "You actually have the God's Locket of Retribution, Cara, do you know what you are doing?" The shackles that were originally used by the Church to suppress witches were now being used by their mentor to deal with her own kind! What made her even more angry was that the crowd around her had a blank look on their faces, it seemed that they didn't think there was anything wrong with this. Damn it, Nightingale shouted from the bottom of her heart, don't you realize that you are becoming the kind of person that witches used to hate the most?!
"You're just a tool, occasionally there will be some bad children who don't listen to the teachings and need to be punished," Cara said indifferently, "And you, Nightingale, are that person who needs to be punished. Or … should I call you Veronica? A woman who was born into a noble family, but was reduced to a witch, and still wants to climb to a high position? "
"I don't understand what you are saying."
"You disappoint me too much. When Vendy rescued you from the clutches of the nobles, I thought you would firmly stand on the side of the Witch Cooperation Association. Look at what you have done now, just when everyone is about to find the Holy Mountain, you want to ruin this great situation! "Cara shook her head and sneered," You want to take your sisters to a prince? Either it's because you've been kept in captivity for too long, and your servility has been deeply ingrained in you, and you have to find a master for yourself to know how to survive; or … you want to sell them to the nobles in exchange for your former status! "
"Everything I do is for the sake of the sisters of the Witch Cooperation Association," Nightingale suppressed her anger, at this time it was meaningless to curse, "I hope that they will no longer have to suffer the devastation of the Day of Awakening, I hope that they can live a life without worrying about food and clothing. I have no intention of stopping your plan. Sisters should have the freedom to choose their own way of life. Border Town is undergoing earth-shaking changes, and the steam engine blueprint I brought is one of them. It can operate on its own, and it has infinite strength. With this machine, water can be directly drawn from the mountain stream, and people don't have to run around every day. "
Cara sneered, "Is that what you're talking about?" She turned around and took a sheepskin scroll from the hands of one of the witches behind her, and waved it in front of Nightingale, "Although I can't understand what's drawn on it, but how can a pile of cold iron pieced together with a dead thing act independently like a living thing? Do you think we're all three years old! "
She went to the brazier and threw the scroll into the burning charcoal.
"No!" Nightingale shouted in vain, and watched as the design turned into Ashes in the brazier.
"My patience has run out, now I'll give you one last chance," Cara pulled an iron spine from the brazier, the tip of the spine was already burning red, "If you confess to all the sisters of the Witch Cooperation Association, and admit that you were bewitched by the nobles, I can spare your life, but you will still be whipped, this is a lesson for you to be so gullible to the enemy. If you still refuse to repent, I have no choice but to pierce your heart with this iron spine, and nail your body to a stake, so that everyone can learn a lesson from you. "She said word by word," Don't waste my last mercy, tell me your decision. "
Nightingale looked at the iron spine that was slowly approaching her, she could even feel the burning heat coming from its tip. If it was her cowardly self from before, wouldn't she have already bowed her head and admitted her mistake? But she had already bid farewell to her past, and was no longer a timid girl. She was Nightingale, a powerful witch, and even death could not make her surrender.
She closed her eyes, waiting for the final moment to come. She didn't know why, but in Nightingale's mind, Roland's figure emerged.
"Stop!" Someone shouted. She was slightly startled, and opened her eyes. Wendy walked out of the crowd and said to Cara, "Mentor, look at the white cloth wrapped around your arm. We have already experienced so many parting, do you want to add another one?" Cara was stunned. She didn't know what to say.
"What, even you were deceived by her? Wake up, Vendy, those are just lies! "
"I don't know," Vendy shook her head, "I didn't intend to go with her to Border Town, but I think she's right, sisters should have the freedom to choose their own way of life."
She turned her head and asked loudly, "Who wants to leave with her?"
No one in the crowd answered, and the scene fell into silence.
"So let her leave alone," Vendy said, "She didn't do anything to harm the Witch Cooperation Association, I can't just watch you kill her."
Nightingale now fully understood the meaning of Vendy's words. Her heart couldn't help but feel a surge of sadness, even Vendy didn't fully believe her. That's why she remained silent when she needed her help to convince the crowd. But she was still the kind-hearted witch who cared for everyone, even if she didn't agree with her point of view, she would still lend a helping hand.
After Vendy said these words, whispers came from the crowd, and then several people stood up.
"Yes, since she is willing to return to the secular world, let her go."
"The Church and the illness have taken away too many of our sisters, Mentor, please think twice."
"All of you, shut up!" Cara was furious, "If we let her go, what if a second or a third Nightingale appears? If she sells the location of our camp to the Church, we will have nowhere to escape! " Before her voice fell, she forcefully stabbed out with the iron spine in her hand, but Vendy was a step faster, rolling up a strong wind and blowing Cara away.
Then she threw a coin, raised her hand, and with a wave of her hand, a rapid airflow wrapped around the coin, whistling towards Nightingale. When the airflow approached Nightingale, it instantly disappeared, but the coin still maintained its inertia and accurately hit the God's Stone of Retaliation in front of her neck.
The crystal clear diamond-shaped stone immediately shattered.
"Traitor!" Cara climbed up from the ground and screamed. She stretched out her left and right hands towards Vendy and Anna. Two snake shadows appeared out of thin air, one of them opened its mouth and bit the back of Vendy's hand, while the other one pounced on empty air.
The rope slipped to the ground, still in its original position, but Nightingale was nowhere to be seen.
Thinking of the other's ability, Cara broke out in a cold sweat, she mobilized all her magic, shining with various colors of magic snakes swarmed out from her chest, forming a wall of snakes, and at the same time, she quickly retreated.
However, Nightingale was faster than her.
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