At this moment in the North, the Kingdom of Northland, the whole country was full of fighting spirit, and the atmosphere of striving for progress was everywhere.
The merchants transported their goods to various places, the farmers worked hard, the soldiers trained hard, and even the nobles and ministers were busy with their own work.
The wealth and technology brought back changed the lives of every Northland citizen.
People were united, motivated, and fair in their rewards and punishments, giving everyone hope and motivation in life.
They all had a common enemy, and that was the Derman of the Empire. They had to continue to develop and grow, and one day they would be able to compete with the Empire.
Wearing a golden mask and a black cloak, Claudia's black hair naturally fell to her shoulders. She was very beautiful.
Nicella and Serena, this pair of buffoons, had two attributes, one ice and one fire. Their daily routine was to argue, which added a lot of fun to everyone.
As for Sevia, she did not hold a magic wand or wear a magician's robe. She wore a green dress, looking like a pure, calm, and dignified noble lady. She was completely different from the pair of buffoons, Nicella and Serena.
It was such a strange combination of four. They were the Witch Council.
At the most critical time, they were rescued by strangers and teleported to the town of Boheep outside the city of Kelandil. They fled all the way to the North to avoid the pursuit of the Church.
After arriving in the Kingdom of Northland, they quickly settled down with their abilities and were soon summoned by King Gravel.
King Gravel summoned them to Eagle Castle because he had long heard of their names in the intelligence reports. On the other hand, he felt that they were very powerful. If they could be used by the Kingdom, it would be a joyous thing.
At this time, the hall of Eagle Castle was brightly lit. It was neither too hot nor too cold. The summer temperature in the North was much colder than in the Empire.
The four beautiful women, led by the Northland guards, came to the hall of Eagle Castle.
The guards at the door questioned them and checked that they did not carry any weapons with them, and then let them in to see King Gravel.
King Gravel was sitting on the throne. At this moment, he was sitting there alone, reading a book. There was no one else here.
Under the lead of the masked Crotia, the other three witches followed the Northland etiquette and bowed to King Gravel.
King Gravel did not put on any airs and immediately asked them to come forward and have lunch with him.
The four witches did not decline. After all, it was close to noon, and it was not a bad idea to have lunch with King Gravel in the famous Eagle Castle.
Just like that, the five of them chatted as they ate.
King Gravel looked at the golden-masked Crotia with a strange expression. He was very curious. Didn't Crotia feel uncomfortable wearing this mask?
"Your Majesty, do you have any questions?" Seeing that King Gravel was looking at her strangely, Crotia asked.
"Nothing, I just feel that you don't feel uncomfortable wearing a mask when eating?" King Gravel was also very straightforward and did not think too much about it.
"There are very scary scars on my face, so it is inconvenient for me to show them. I hope Your Majesty can forgive me." Crotia said.
"It's fine, I was just curious. But I'm sorry, I shouldn't have reminded you of this." Gravel felt that he had made the atmosphere a little awkward.
"Your Majesty, since the scars have already formed, I can only get used to it." Crotia replied.
"Oh right, I heard that you turned Kelandil upside down. I also feel very happy and admire you. I wonder if you are willing to stay on my side and be the magic consultants of the Kingdom of Northland?" Gravel went straight to the point.
At this moment, the long table was already filled with food and exquisite silverware. However, the food of the Kingdom of Northland, even if it was the king's banquet, was far from the empire's.
Whether it was the variety, the level of cooking, or the ingredients, it could not be compared to the empire's.
However, Serena was eating very happily. She was eating a roasted lamb leg that was almost as big as her face. On the other hand, Nicella was eating the sweets.
On the other hand, Sevia was eating some vegetarian food. It was clear that the difference between the three was very big.
As King Gravel spoke, he stuffed a juicy fruit into his mouth and chewed it. He looked at Crotia, hoping that she would give him a satisfactory answer.
"Your Majesty Gravel, for the time being, we do not have any plans to be the magic consultants of the Kingdom of Northland. If we did, we would naturally come to you. We came here not only to avoid the pursuit of the church, but also to tell you some news," Crotia said in a neither servile nor overbearing manner.
"Oh? What news? " King Gravel looked at the four mysterious witches with great interest. He had developed a strong interest in them.
Although he did not know these witches well, he knew that they would not harm him because they had a common enemy, and that was the German Empire and the church. The enemy of an enemy was a friend.
After the meal, King Gravel asked them to stay in the Eagle Castle. There were many luxurious rooms and maids here. If they stayed here, they would not have to worry about food and clothing. They would also be allowed to do their own research, as long as it did not harm the interests of the Kingdom of Northland.
However, all of these were rejected by Crotia. Nicella was originally looking forward to such a life. She was a little disappointed, but she obeyed Crotia's decision, just as she had always done.
At the same time, in order to express her gratitude for King Gravel's affectionate hospitality, Crotia said that she was a dream teller. She could help the king with some divination and predict the future, if King Gravel needed it.
King Gravel thought for a moment. He really did need some guidance about the future. He asked Crotia what to do and when to start.
Crotia told him that it was actually very simple to perform a divination. All he needed was a bed, but this bed had to be the bed that the person who wanted to know the prophecy had slept on.
He only needed to write down what he wanted to ask in advance on a piece of paper. When the time came, he would burn the paper in front of Crotia. Then, Crotia would inhale the smoke into her body and lie down on the bed to sleep.
When Crotia awoke, she would tell His Majesty Gravel all the future she had foreseen in her dream, and all the doubts she had written on that paper.
As for when they could perform the divination, Crotia said that since they had nothing to do in the afternoon, they could perform the divination right now. It just depended on King Gravel's convenience.
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