Two days later, a strange-looking concrete ship slowly left the dock of Neverwinter.
It rose high from the flat deck, and was at the same time covered with sackcloth, like a moving hill. On both sides of the ship, there were not only armed soldiers, but also more than ten God's Punishment Witches who were responsible for escorting the ship.
This ship was the "Victory", which was responsible for delivering the soul instrument to the Great Snow Mountain. There, the Taquila witches would complete the transformation ceremony and possess the worm carrier.
Due to the need for secrecy, there was no ceremony or whistle before the ship left. Even the loading work was done secretly at night.
Roland stood beside the wet brick dock and watched the ship leave. Once the transformation was completed, Neverwinter would have three worm carriers. Whether it was the municipal construction or the impassable defense line project, they would have enough power to carry out the implementation. This was a good thing, but he was not as happy as he had imagined.
The two witches who volunteered to be transformed were called Jasmine and Lara. After returning to their original forms in the Dream World, the two were only in their early twenties. They looked about the same age as Tilly, and they were also very active.
With the intention of letting them enjoy themselves, Roland took the volunteers to the amusement park in the suburbs with Phyllis and the other witches. They went to the Ferris wheel, the roller coaster, the haunted house (Jasmine even accidentally broke a ghost head falling from the sky), and the pendulum. There was no limit to the food. If he had not robbed several Fallen Evils a while ago, he would not have been able to afford such expenses.
During the two days, although Jasmine and Lara were full of surprise and disbelief, they did not ask any questions and went wherever they were told to go. When riding on the roller coaster, they would scream like everyone else, and when eating the strawberry sundae, they would laugh as happily as the girl next door. They looked no different from ordinary people.
If he had not known the answer in advance, he would not have believed that the two had decided to give up their human bodies and resolutely sacrifice their lives to fight against the demons. It was just like the choice they made when facing the magic core at the bottom of the ruins 400 years ago.
When they finally woke up from the dream, they looked calmer than Roland had expected.
He wanted to comfort the two of them, but it was as if a fishbone was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say a word. Let them reconsider whether or not they should turn into devouring worms? This was neither in his interest nor in the interest of the United Front. Apart from that, the rest of his words seemed meaningless, more like hypocritical kindness that had nothing to do with him.
In the end, he was the one who was comforted.
Even now, Roland could still clearly remember the words and the look in their eyes at that time.
"Thank you," Jasmine said with a smile, "and …"
"We don't regret it," Lara added.
At that moment, he felt as if he could hear their heartbeats.
It wasn't that they didn't like it.
But they did not regret it.
"Your Majesty?" Phyllis, who saw him off, looked at him and asked, "Aren't you going back to the castle?"
Only then did Roland come back to his senses. The SS Victory had already disappeared from his sight, leaving only some lingering smoke.
He suppressed his thoughts and took a deep breath. "Is it really impossible to cut off consciousness after possessing the carrier?"
Phyllis seemed to understand what he wanted to say, so she slightly lowered her voice and said, "A God's Punishment Witch is different from a carrier. God's Punishment Witches have a certain basic consciousness even if they don't transfer their souls. It's more appropriate to say that witches are manipulators rather than fusion. But a carrier is different. It's a special container, and once it enters the carrier, it's closely connected. Although it can go dormant when it's not used for a long time, no one has ever achieved complete separation — at least not Pasha and the others. "
"But there's also a beam of light above the carrier's head, right?"
"That's right." Phyllis nodded. "Without the support of magic power, such a huge body can't move at all."
"So maybe one day, we can also find a way to let their souls return to the Dream World," Roland said slowly, looking up at the deep blue sky.
After a moment of silence, Phyllis followed his gaze and said, "Well... maybe they'll wait for that day."
...
The snow-covered jungle of the Western Region was a new visual experience for Lorgar.
She had heard more than once about what snow looked like from the traveling merchants, and in her mind, she had equated it with cold white sand. But when she saw it with her own eyes, she realized that snow was far more delicate than gravel, and much whiter. Even the purest river sand in the Silver Stream was not as flawless as the snow that could be seen everywhere.
The whole world seemed to have changed color.
Although the Months of Demons had ended, Ashes told her that it would take at least half a month for the snow to melt.
"That's good," she thought. "In this way, I can see a pure white snow city."
During the voyage, there was almost nothing they could do. Lorgar explored the inside and outside of the steel ship, but she still could not find the reason why it could move on its own even though there was no wind. Even when she asked Andrea this question, she could not get a definite answer. She only knew that a machine that kept boiling water was pulling the hull. As for how exactly it was pulled, only His Majesty and Miss Anna knew.
Not to mention the former, the latter was also a member of the "Neverwinter Combat Power List" mentioned by Ashes.
Powerful and knowledgeable, Princess Andrea of the Wildflame clan had a deeper impression of the name Anna.
However, when she mentioned this to Andrea, the latter laughed disdainfully.
"Combat power ranking?" She rolled her eyes. "Humans and wolves are different. No matter how powerful a person is, he can't beat the power of a group. In terms of individual strength, isn't it the same as arguing with low-level beasts? "
"Wolves also move in groups," Lorgar corrected her.
"Well, then let's change it to other animals, such as tigers, snow leopards..." Andrea coughed twice. "In short, Anna is the source of all the power in Neverwinter. The First Army could easily defeat the watchdogs and the Iron Whip clan largely with the help of Anna's ability. I'm guessing she didn't tell you that she almost lost to an ordinary person. "
Looking at the surprised Wolf Girl, Andrea showed an "as expected" expression. "And that ordinary person was holding a weapon made by Anna. It's meaningless to talk about combat power without these. If you want to become stronger, I suggest you apply for a set of special weapons from His Majesty. "At this point, Andrea patted the long spear on her back." If you can install those big pipes on your back after transformation, I'm sure it'll be more effective than any combat skill. "
Although Lorgar did not agree with this statement, she still silently kept this suggestion in mind.
After all, her father often said that listening and observing was the right thing to do, but she should not easily forget her original intention.
Because the ship was sailing against the current and the river was rising sharply, the speed of the iron ship was obviously slowed down. On the fifth day after entering the Western Region, the Wolf Girl saw a beautiful and strong pigeon.
After circling several times in the air, it flew straight to Ashes at the bow of the ship.
Just when she thought she could have an extra meal for lunch, she saw Andrea take out a handful of fried dry food with a smile and feed it to the pigeon. The pigeon intimately rubbed against Ashes's cheek as if they were old friends who had not seen each other for a long time. It was not until the pigeon spoke that Lorgar realized it was a witch.
"Coo, coo coo!"
"Got it. Tell Her Highness Tilly that I'll be there soon."
"Me too!" Andrea did not want to be left behind.
"Coo!"
The pigeon nodded and then spread its wings, quickly disappearing in the northwest direction.
"She is..." Lorgar asked.
"Maggie, a witch who can transform her whole body like you." Ashes turned around.
"So that's how it is... Wait, huh? Didn't they say that Maggie would transform into a fierce and ugly giant beast with wild strength?! Why is it a pigeon!?
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