"Then she picked up the Judgement Army's sword and stabbed Farian to death. Then she split the other Judgement Army in half, and the blade broke into several pieces. But the whistle alarmed the whole monastery, and many people came here with oil lamps. She took off Farian's clothes and put them on herself. Then she picked up the other man's weapon and walked alone towards the swarm of guards. "
"I sat in the blood-soaked room in a daze for a long time before I came back to my senses. One of the dead people was in charge of the keys to all the entrances and exits of the monastery. I found the keys from the scattered clothes, and at the same time, I also peeled off the God's Stone of Retaliation from them. At that time, I didn't know the function of the stone, but I thought it might be worth a bit of money because of its crystal clear appearance. The priests, guards, and Judgement Army were all attracted by her. Almost unhindered, I walked to an unknown small door in the backyard, tried all the keys, and finally opened the small door and left the monastery. "
"Later, I only bought one stone, and the rest were taken away. With the ten silver royals, I wandered all the way to Seawindshire. Two years later, in the winter, I also awakened as a witch. "Vendy paused," This is my whole story. "
Nightingale held Roland's hand and was silent for a long time before she said: "What about the woman in the teacher's class?"
"Maybe she died, or maybe she escaped. I later inquired about it, and the church said that there was a fire in the monastery, and then they closed it. No one knew, and no one cared where the girls went. They are all abandoned people. "
Nightingale sighed and held Vendy in her arms. "Now you have us. Go to sleep, Vendy. "
After a long time, she softly answered, "Okay …"
*****
The next day, when Roland yawned and stepped into the office, he saw Nightingale sitting at the table, waiting for him with a serious face.
"Well, what happened?"
"Have you heard of Extraordinaires?" she asked in a low voice.
Seeing the Prince shake his head, Nightingale repeated the story that Vendy had told her last night, "If it wasn't for her awakening, it's hard for me to imagine that a minor girl could easily kill a fully armed Judgement Army."
"A witch who is not restricted by the God's Stone of Retaliation …" Roland pondered for a moment after listening to her story, and then remembered the classification of witches' abilities. "Is she a self-strengthening witch?"
"Self … what type?"
Roland took out a piece of paper from the drawer and handed it to her. "I've made a basic classification based on the way you use your magic power. Self-strengthening witches were constantly consuming magic power to transform themselves, and this transformation was not affected by the God's Stone of Retaliation. Although the physical qualities of the average witch would also be improved due to the capacity of magic, the enhancement witches were more prominent. If I'm not mistaken, Scroll is also an Extraordinary in the eyes of the Church.
"Scroll?" Nightingale was startled. "But she …"
"But she's not good at fighting, right?" Roland said with a smile. "This classification is not based on the strength of a witch, and it's not necessarily completely correct. It's just my personal opinion and speculation. A strength-strengthening witch can indeed cause a lot of trouble for the Church. Without the restriction of the God's Stone of Retaliation, she can selectively intercept and kill a Judgement Army squad, or single-handedly pick up a church in a small town. However, a person's strength is limited, and the number of awakened self-strengthening witches is certainly less than the other two types. Otherwise, the witches would be the ones chasing after the Church. " Although he said it lightly, but thinking of the red and black pills, there was a faint sense of unease in his heart.
No matter how few Extraordinaires there were, there should be at least a dozen in the last hundred years, right? As long as there were two or three strength-strengthening witches, it would be enough to make the Church restless. For example, taking advantage of the Months of the Demons every year, when the Church would focus all its energy on the defense line of Hermes, they would wantonly clear the Church's facilities in other cities, killing the churches, priests, and priests. If this continued for several years, the Church's believers would probably be greatly reduced.
However, except for the Extraordinary that Vendy had coincidentally met, Roland had never heard of another incident where a witch counterattacked the Church. Moreover, even the monastery where Vendy had lived as a child had been covered by a fire, and the whereabouts of the women in the teaching class were also unknown.
The Church would absolutely not be willing to sit still and wait for death. He thought, perhaps they already had the means to fight against Extraordinaires, and these two pills were one of them.
No matter what, he had to first test the effects of the pills.
Thinking of this, Roland called the guard outside the door, telling him to go to the prison to pick up a prisoner, and also to summon Carter.
The test site was arranged outside the city walls.
In order to be safe, Roland called four groups of soldiers from the First Army, surrounding the test site in a circle, armed and vigilant.
In addition to him and Nightingale, there was also Anna and Nana standing on the city wall. As long as there was no God's Stone of Retaliation, Anna's Green Wall of Fire was enough to protect his safety. Nana, on the other hand, could provide the fastest treatment.
"Will there be any problems?" Roland leaned down and asked Carter Lannis, who was stretching his muscles and bones, "Do not underestimate your opponent."
"Rest assured, Your Highness," Carter put on his helmet, "Your Chief Knight is not an undeserved reputation. Moreover, the opponent is using a wooden sword, there is no possibility for him to hurt me. "
The test subject was a murder and robbery convict, Roland did not like to play the game of atoning for his crimes, he bluntly told the convict, if he sacrificed himself for the test, his family could receive five Golden Dragon as a reward. After a moment of hesitation, the other party agreed to this condition.
Carter originally hoped that the other party would put on armor, pick up an iron sword and have a fair fight with him, but Roland did not hesitate to refuse. If the death convict used a sharp weapon, the danger would increase exponentially. In case the Knight's head was cut off, Nana would have no way to save him. As for not wearing armor, it was in itself to test the pain tolerance of the black pills.
After the convict took the two pills, the expression on his face quickly changed, the blue veins on his forehead and arms bulged, his skin turned deep red, and his breathing became rapid. He grabbed the wooden sword and rushed towards the waiting Knight, his speed comparable to a running wolf, the mud under his feet was filled with small holes.
Carter looked a little surprised, but he still calmly took a step to the side, raised his sword and slashed horizontally. This move could force the other party to change his direction, otherwise the sword would cut into his ribs.
The opponent was just a murderer, in addition to his ruthlessness, he had not gone through any fighting training. Unsurprisingly, he missed his target. A deep cut appeared on the side of his chest, and blood flowed out of it. This kind of injury was enough to affect the movement of half of his body, but he did not seem to care, turned around and rushed towards the Knight. Carter used the same trick, but this time there was a slight change. The moment the two passed each other, the convict twisted his body and swung the wooden sword towards the Knight's position. This kind of awkward posture should not be threatening, but the moment the wooden sword swept out, the Knight only saw a phantom, he subconsciously raised his sword to block, the strong impact made him take two steps back. The wooden sword also broke.
"You have a little strength," Carter swung his hand, "Give him a sword, again."
The convict did not take the wooden sword thrown by the soldier, but suddenly turned around and rushed towards the direction of the Concealing Forest. In the blink of an eye, his speed reached a level that ordinary people could not reach – like a galloping wild horse, his hands crossed in front of his body, and directly hit a soldier who was about to raise his gun to open fire. The latter let out a miserable scream, the body was hit and flew into the air. At this time, the other soldiers had already pulled the trigger, a few spots of blood appeared on the convict's back, but his speed did not decrease, he quickly rushed out of the encirclement, in a few breaths he had already run more than ten meters.
"Don't let him run," Carter shouted, "Get my horse!"
Before the Knight could turn over and mount the horse, the convict suddenly shook, looked at his abdomen in disbelief, a diagonal across the abdominal cavity opened up, and hot intestines rolled out.
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