When Roland entered the office, he was surprised to find that the one in the room was not Nightingale, but Vendy.
"What happened?" He poured himself a cup of warm water, "Where is Nightingale?"
"She went to meet her sisters."
"Really?" Roland picked up the cup and was about to take a sip, when he suddenly felt something was wrong, "Wait, what sisters?"
"The sisters of the Witch Cooperation Association, they came to Border Town," Vendy replied.
"Didn't they go to find the Holy Mountain?" He suddenly stood up, "How many people came? The one who wanted to hurt Nightingale … I think she was called Cara the Snake Witch, did she also come? "
"No, Your Highness … they couldn't find the Holy Mountain. In the Wasteland, they encountered a terrible monster, and in the end only seven of them survived. " Vendy repeated Leaf's narration, then bowed and apologized, "At that time you were still taking a nap, please forgive me for making the decision to let Nightingale and Lightning pick them up."
"It doesn't matter," Roland waved his hand, "You know I won't blame you for this kind of thing. What kind of abilities do they have? "
"I don't know, but I heard from Leaf that they aren't fighting witches, maybe …" Vendy hesitated, "They won't be of much use to you."
"Non-Fighting witches?" Roland's heart was suddenly full of expectations, under the constraints of the God's Stone of Retaliation and the effective range of the witches, their fighting ability was actually very limited, production was their best field. If there was a witch who specialized in plastic, he could solve the problem of rough processing technology, directly entering the era of large-scale mechanical production; if there was a witch who could generate electricity, Border Town's night would be as bright as day. Next, he would become the king. He would marry a witch, reach the peak of his life, and lead everyone to achieve the four modernizations, just thinking about it made him excited.
"Your Highness. Don't you need them … "Perhaps the long silence made Vendy worried, she asked in a low voice.
"No, how could that be?" Roland came back to his senses and said word by word, "I'll take in as many witches as you want."
Just as the sun was setting. Nightingale took the rest of the sisters of the Witch Cooperation Association back to the castle, while Roland prepared a sumptuous dinner in the castle hall as a welcome feast.
The witches were obviously very hungry, but since it was the first time they were eating in such an environment, everyone was very reserved. This was the first time most of them had seen the Lord, not to mention that the Lord was a prince.
Fortunately, in addition to Roland himself, there were also two local witches, Anna and Nana, to demonstrate. With the addition of Lightning, who didn't know what awkwardness was, to liven up the atmosphere, everyone finally relaxed a little, and there were sounds of conversation at the banquet.
Roland chewed on a piece of fried bread as he sized up the group of women in front of him who had completely different styles but could all be considered beautiful. This was the greatness of magic – even if in the future there was no need for witches to participate in the development of technology, their appearance would always be a scenery that would never fade away.
Carr's model district had not yet been completed, so the witches could only live in the castle for the time being. There were still four empty rooms on the second floor. Roland thought about it and decided to change the single room into a shared room for two people. After all, the big beds were prepared for visiting nobles and could accommodate two people.
After the dinner, the Prince finally ushered in the long-awaited part – the ability questioning.
The witches, accompanied by Nightingale, took turns to enter the office. Roland acted like an interviewer, recording each of their characteristics, and for the first time, he used the God's Stone of Retaliation to test the effect of their abilities. The whole process was like a job fair. When the last witch was done with her questioning, Roland's eyes widened. He let out a long breath and stretched himself. If he wasn't afraid that Nightingale might be squatting on the side and eavesdropping, he really wanted to hum a Super Star.
Although he didn't find a witch who specialized in shaping and generating electricity, the progress of the modernization would be delayed, but this batch of witches still brought Roland a great surprise.
The most important one was the witch named Leaf.
He spread the records on the table one by one and pulled out the records about her.
Before adulthood, Leaf's ability was still limited to increasing the fruit of plants. After adulthood, this ability was greatly improved and derived a branch ability: Plant Manipulation.
The first ability could be used to improve fruits and seeds, increase production, and enhance the effect of herbs. The branch ability gave her the possibility to change the characteristics of plants. According to her, by injecting magic into plants, she could make dead branches grow green leaves, she could command weeds to entangle the enemy, and she could even integrate herself with the tree.
However, the larger the size of the plant, the more magic it would take to control it. Therefore, when fighting, she preferred to choose weeds, which had a faster effect and a lower cost.
The way to use this ability was through contact, and it could be transmitted through a physical medium (such as the ground), with an effective range of about five meters.
There was no doubt that this witch with long green hair was definitely a good helper in the development of agriculture. Her importance was self-evident – industrialization required a large population, and a large population depended on enough food to support it. These food could either be produced by themselves or imported through trade. If the former didn't have efficient production capacity, most of the human resources would be tied to the land. The latter was even more difficult to achieve in an era when transportation was extremely underdeveloped.
Now that he had harvested a Druid, Roland hoped to use a small number of farmers to feed a large number of industrial people, speeding up the industrialization process of his territory.
Therefore, in the future direction of practice, he decided to let Leaf improve the road of seeds, whether it was wheat or barley, as long as she could increase the yield of any one of them, he could greatly increase the upper limit of his territory's population. In addition, he heard that the Fjords produced some unique food, which, according to Lightning's description, was very similar to potatoes and corn. If the rumors were true, then the plan to introduce these two crops had to be put on the agenda as soon as possible. After all, wheat itself wasn't a high-yielding crop.
After writing down the practice plan, Roland put her information aside and pulled out a second piece of paper from the table.
The second witch to be questioned was called Scroll, and she was also the oldest of the seven people, this year she was already close to forty years old.
This was a rare age among the witches. The older they got, the harder it was to resist the bite of magic. However, after seeing the description of her ability, Roland could also understand why Scroll could live until now.
Her main ability was a memory that was far beyond that of ordinary people. After reaching adulthood, her ability had stabilized, and she could almost be said to have a photographic memory. At the same time, she had also obtained a very interesting branch ability: Scroll could turn the books she had read into reality for a short period of time, which Roland named "Book of Illusion".
Her main ability was almost always in effect, so every Day of Awakening Scroll could safely pass through it. This was also the reason why she was self-taught even though she was born in a poor family … This ability greatly improved her learning, especially when it came to learning words that needed to be memorized repeatedly. Every time she used her branch ability, it would consume all of her body's magic power. The time that the Book of Illusion could exist was determined by the remaining magic power, usually between a quarter of an hour to an hour.
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