...
It was already the next morning when Roland woke up from the dream.
Roland waved his fist excitedly on the bed. His guess had come true! It was not just his room. Every resident in the Apartment of Souls should have a door that led to the memory fragments, and the place where the door was connected to was most likely the place where the defeated had placed their greatest hopes.
If he was not mistaken, the last memory of Princess Garcia was in the Port of Clearwater, the starting point of her lifelong struggle for the throne.
Since Garcia might hang up at any time, Roland did not go further into the world behind the door to check. After all, he was in an awkward position, and it was not a pleasant experience to be treated as a clothes thief by a martialist. Before leaving 0827, Roland had tried to ask Garcia about the Gate of Memory by complaining about the useless iron door in his house. However, Garcia's response was very indifferent. She was not interested at all.
This meant that either she was lying, or she did not notice the weird iron door even though she had renovated the whole utility room.
If it was the latter, it would be worth pondering.
Perhaps the residents in the Apartment of Souls could not access this dusty memory at all, and he was an exception, so he could see and open the memory gate.
It was easy to verify this. Next time, he could ask Zero to go to the utility room with the excuse of cleaning, and then he would know the answer.
All in all, this was definitely an exciting discovery.
Of course, he did not need to investigate every resident thoroughly. The demon that Zero had devoured was the key. They had now become residents of the Apartment of Souls. If he could find them and enter their memory fragments, he might find some information that would be helpful to the Battle of Divine Will.
...
When he came to the office, Vendy had been waiting in the room for a long time.
There was a stack of resumes on the desk, which were the detailed information about the four witches in the Kingdom of Wolfheart. Although he had learned the general situation from Yorko, it did not prevent him from reviewing them completely, especially the things that happened in the Kingdom of Wolfheart.
Roland looked through the records written by Vendy and Scroll together, and his eyes finally stopped on Annie's name.
When he first heard Annie's name, he found it particularly familiar. It was not until Nightingale reminded him that he remembered the grudge between the Bloodfang Association and the witches from the Kingdom of Wolfheart.
However, Annie was a very common name, especially among the poor. There were at least five or six Annes in a hundred women, so it was not unusual for there to be repeated names. However, it was clearly recorded in her resume that she did seek out the Bloodfang Association. Not only was she rejected, but she was also almost sold to the nobles. Therefore, it was highly likely that she was the "Sister Annie" that Iffy had mentioned.
Needless to say, such a coincidence was full of drama.
A week ago, he had received a secret flight letter from the Fjords, saying that Tilly and the others were already on the way. Now they were almost halfway through the flight. He just didn't know what kind of expression they would have when they met.
The reunion was not all joy. Iffy would definitely be filled with joy and guilt. But what about Annie? Would she forgive the person who had "betrayed" her?
Roland sighed inwardly, hoping that time could erase this scar.
He closed the resume and looked up at Vendy. "Have you decided on today's itinerary?"
"Yes, Your Majesty," the latter replied. "They are the North Slope Mine, the Steam Engine Assembly Plant, and the Chaos Drinks Factory."
It was Vendy's idea to let the Witch Union lead the new witches to visit Neverwinter. She thought that it could better let the foreign witches familiarize themselves with the local life, and at the same time, eliminate some unnecessary precautions and misunderstandings. It had become the customary practice of the Witch Union for the witches to visit for two days, rest for one day, and then voluntarily choose whether to sign a contract or not. Since Roland entrusted the management of the witches to Vendy, she gradually got on the right track.
Judging from the places she chose to visit, the cooperation between the witches and the subjects could be reflected, and it could also tell the assistant witches that their abilities were not limited to fighting.
Roland nodded with satisfaction. "Then I'll leave it to you. Remember to take Lightning and Maggie with you. In case of any accidents, they can also help you control the situation."
After all, Vendy was not good at fighting, and he did not think that every new witch would be as easy-going as Anna. With two more helpers in the sky and a revolver as a weapon, it would be enough to deal with most situations.
"I see."
"By the way, what do you think of the guide?" He changed the topic.
"Do you mean No. 76?"
"Yes." Roland took a sip of tea. Normally, an ordinary ransomed slave did not deserve his personal attention, but Yorko praised her to the skies. After listening to the story of his "old friend", he also developed a bit of respect for this woman who was willing to sacrifice herself to save others. If there were no problems with her background and background, it was not impossible to arrange an ideal job for her.
"She has a good relationship with the four witches, especially Amy, who almost treats her as her own family. I think if No. 76 is a malicious person, it is unlikely that she would do such a thing in a critical moment."
"That's what I thought... How about letting her be a clerk in the Witch Union? I remember there are only three or four people in your office. With more people, it will be more convenient for you to manage. "
There were no additional requirements for this position, the salary was acceptable, and the work was easy, as long as she could build a good relationship with the witches.
Vendy smiled. "If she is willing, I have no problem with it."
"No... Your Majesty," Nightingale suddenly appeared and interrupted. "Don't give her any position for the time being."
Roland could not help but be startled. "What's wrong?"
"I... don't know." She hesitated. "I just feel that something is wrong."
He looked at Nightingale strangely, and after a moment of silence, he said, "I see. Let's put this matter aside."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
After Vendy bowed and left, Nightingale held Roland's hand with a little concern. "Sorry, Your Majesty, did I go a little too far?"
"Is it because of the security problem?"
"Yes."
"Then this is what you should do." He patted the back of her hand and comforted her. "You are responsible for the internal security of Neverwinter, so you can't be blamed for being cautious. But your records don't show anything wrong with her. Is there something wrong? "
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