No. 76 was a little surprised by her words.
"It seems that there is more than one examiner?"
However, 400 years of training had taught her how to hide her emotions. Moreover, as long as she thought of something, her body would be separated from her consciousness. It was difficult to make her reveal her flaws only by sudden questioning.
No. 76 pretended to be surprised at first, and then reluctantly took out the ring from her robe. After a long hesitation, she said, "I stole it from... 'Black Money'."
At the same time, her evaluation of the Witch Union rose to another level. At first, she thought that their welcome was too casual, but now it seemed that was not the case. One witch could detect lies, and the other one had the ability to see through things. This was already considered prudent enough.
"Black Money?" The witch with long green hair picked up the ring in her hand and carefully looked at it for a while. "This... seems to be a Magic Stone, but it doesn't look the same."
No. 76 suddenly frowned in her heart. "They even know about the existence of Magic Stones?" "This is a little troublesome. Although the way to activate it is not the same as ordinary Magic Stones, as long as you ponder it for a while, you will find its function sooner or later." She had to distract their attention. She did not have another Magic Stone.
"'Black Money' is the underground exhibition I used to stay in... There are often auctions of things excavated from ancient ruins. The boss often said that they have incredible power. The more novel something is, the more it will be popular among the buyers. In addition, they occasionally auction... auction... "
"What?" Vendy asked.
"Auction witches," No. 76 said in a low voice.
Hearing this, undisguised anger appeared on the faces of the four witches, and they paid less attention to the ring. Obviously, they abhorred the sale of witches as slaves, which indirectly showed that the witch organization in Graycastle would not agree with the practice of Starfall City.
"No. 76 didn't lie. I was almost auctioned to a noble by 'Black Money'," Amy echoed. "Fortunately, Mr. Ambassador saved me."
"They will get what they deserve sooner or later," the blonde witch said coldly.
"That ring..." No. 76 pretended to be timid.
"Although Miss Agatha will definitely be very interested in this item, let's talk about it after you familiarize yourself with Neverwinter." The green-haired witch shrugged and did not intend to keep it for herself. She put the ring back into Agatha's hand.
No. 76 was slightly stunned. "Agatha?" This name sounded quite familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.
"I promise you won't encounter such a thing again." Vendy comforted them. "No one in Neverwinter will dare to do anything to you. His Majesty firmly believes that the era of witches and ordinary people living together will come soon. At that time, not only in the Western Region of Graycastle, but also in the whole kingdom, no one will regard you as the devil's minions."
"Will there really be such a day?" Broken Sword asked doubtfully.
"Of course, the Witch Union was established for this purpose." Vendy smiled. "Anyway, let me take you to a place to rest first."
…
No. 76 was slowly moved to a stretcher and was carried out of the cabin by the sailors. The moment she left the sailboat, she finally saw the full view of the dock. The heavy snow did not make the city quiet. Dozens of people lined up along the dock, sweeping the snow on the ground. Further away were the strange cargo ships that docked to unload cargo. Just as Amy had said, they did not have tall masts and sails, but they could come and go freely in the river.
"Those ships don't seem to have oars..."
"And why do they look like they are made of stone?"
The witches whispered to each other, and No. 76 clearly saw a proud smile on Vendy's face. Even through the wind and snow, the smile still contained warmth.
However, this was not the only place that greatly surprised No. 76.
As they entered the city, the scene of Neverwinter gradually appeared in front of her.
This new king's city was different from the mortal cities or the Holy City of the Union that she had seen. The wide and solid streets were as straight as a black vertical line. The snowflakes that kept falling did not affect the traffic at all. The accumulated snow was piled on both sides of the road in an orderly manner, looking like small white mounds of dirt.
Apparently, the big trees planted for the sake of beauty were neatly arranged, and colorful ribbons were hung on the bare trunks. She could imagine that in midsummer, the city should be green like a carpet, and the interlaced branches above her head formed a natural sunshade.
Square brick houses stood side by side, almost of the same size. Apart from that, No. 76 did not see a single bungalow or shabby thatched hut.
Although it was already the Months of Demons, there were still many figures walking in the snow in the city. Many people would stop and nod to greet the black-haired witch when they passed by them. Their expressions were sincere and enthusiastic, not at all like they were forced to do so due to the oppression of power.
This was what she cared about the most.
This was the first time that she had witnessed witches and mortals coexisting as equals. Although she had heard that witches and mortals had a period of non-interference during the first Battle of Divine Will, that was, after all, something that happened eight or nine hundred years ago. Moreover, this city seemed to be going one step further. Instead of living separately, they were integrated into one.
"His Majesty believes that the era of witches and mortals living together will soon come." No. 76 suddenly recalled Vendy's words in her mind.
It turned out that it was not a joke. In Neverwinter, it seemed to be coming true.
During the voyage of more than a month, No. 76 had a certain understanding of Prince Roland of Graycastle. From an unknown Border Lord to the king of a country, if it was just a low-level war between mortals in the beginning, then in the end, he defeated the church which had many God's Punishment Army, which might prove his strength. Was all this related to the phenomenon in front of her?
No. 76 almost wanted to sit up and take a closer look at the city if she did not have to pretend to be sick.
According to Pasha, they would have to deal with mortals sooner or later. In order to defeat the demons, they could temporarily cover up the past of the Union. After all, they were facing a formidable enemy and could not easily leave the ruins of the maze. It was not easy to reverse the mess left by Starfall City in a short time. As long as the witches could survive, one day they would be able to restore the glory of Taquila. On this point, Lady Akasri and Lady Natalia had the same opinion.
...
After arriving at the Messengers' Building, No. 76 and Hero were carried back to the bed. The other three witches gathered around the blazing fireplace and excitedly talked about what they had seen and heard along the way. There was no doubt that Neverwinter had left a deep impression on them in such a short time.
After a while, Vendy came into the room with a little girl.
"This is Nana. Whether it's a new injury or an old one, she can heal them all."
"Even a broken leg?" Amy could not wait to run to the bed and uncovered the cotton blanket covering Hero.
"No." The little girl stretched out her hand to try and slowly shook her head. "Unless you still keep her broken leg. If the whole limb is lost, I can only reattach it, but I can't regenerate it. "
"Are you saying that we have to find her two new legs?"
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