Release that Witch Chapter 218: Lucia

Bing's condition has stabilized.

Just like the weird arrangement when you first boarded the ship, the mercenarys with wooden guns divided everyone into several groups, and they were first exposed to the strange wooden house for treatment, and the situation was critical. Then, Go in order of young people, families with children, adult.

Lucia and Suzuki are at the forefront. The whole treatment process is very fast. She is blindfolded and hugs her sister and enters the cabin with the help of mercenaries. Without waiting long, someone sent a pill into her hands. The **** were small and slightly sweet, and the other party also told her that her sister's medicine had been fed by them, so she didn't have to worry.

After leaving the room and taking off the hood, she was pleasantly surprised to see that the tone of the bell was improving at a speed visible to the naked eye. Although she was still in a coma, her forehead was no longer hot, the flushing on her face faded, and dark spots Disappeared without a trace.

When everyone was relieved from the fear of death and reborn, they were almost so excited that they knelt down and cheered the ash-grey hair man in the distance, paying him the highest respect. It was learned from the mercenary's mouth that he was feudal lord in that place, Western Region was in charge, and His Highness Roland Wimbledon.

Next to the rumor, the adult feudal lord not only set fire to the dock side, boiled the congee and distributed it to everyone, but also told them that as long as they were willing to work for small town, they could get compensation, food and residence here. Everyone was enjoying the fragrant meat porridge, while talking, they all said that they were fortunate to board the Western Region's fleet and praise His Highness for their kindness.

Only Lucia felt a hint of anxiety.

How can she contact Cooperation Association? The secretly circulated news only said that a group of witch stayed in Border Town, but did not mention how to find them. The important part was probably lost during the transmission. She secretly heard that the news came from the big city in the middle of the kingdom.

Just as everyone fills their stomachs and is guided by the mercenaries to the wooden shed by the river, the voice of a woman suddenly appears behind Lucia.

"Are you looking for us?"

She was taken aback and jumped forward two steps at the same time, ready to escape, but when the appearance of the incoming person reflected in her eyes, Lucia could not help but stand still.

Oh my god, what a beautiful woman, her long curly hair emits a soft orange light under the flickering flames, her eyes are as bright as stars, and the corner of her mouth reveals a sweet smile. The most striking thing is that the temperament she exudes is not inferior to any noble, as if she is an extraordinary person.

"My name is Nightingale and I am a witch. Welcome to Western Region small town."

This feeling makes Lucia can't help lowering its head, "I ... My name is Lucia White, I think joining you."

"Come with me, then," Nightingale smiled, "I'll take you home."

At this time, the sun has fallen into mountain ridge, and there is only a faint light left in the sky. Lucia is carrying a sleeping bell behind her, slowly following her.

"When did you wake up?" she asked.

"Awakening?" Lucia startled.

"It was the moment when it was transformed into witch," Nightingale explained, "From now on, your body will continually gather magic power, and we call this transformation arousal."

"I think ... maybe two years ago," recalled Lucia, "does magic power refer to the power of demons?"

"That's just Church's rhetoric," she shook her head. "magic power is the ability that God has given us. It has nothing to do with good and evil. The so-called demonic bite is just backlash on the body when magic power is full. It can be avoided by practicing abilities. . "

"Can I not have that pain?" Lucia widened his eyes.

"Yes, if there is no Church oppression, witch will not have to endure the suffering of backlash." Nightingale blinked, "And here is our home where we can use our power freely." She pointed behind her, "This cute little guy Is it your sister? What about your other family members? "

"All are dead, only Bell and I escaped," Lucia was silent for a moment, "A group of people attacked Golden Harvest City, burned and looted everywhere, and his father was ... to resist them, pierced by several swords ... Our mother let us run, and it turned out, too ... "A sorrow of depression that had been suppressed for a long time came to her heart, so that she couldn't say the whole word again. The suffering, hunger, thirst, and fear that I endured along the way turned into grievances, and for the younger sister, she gritted her teeth and persisted until now. But the line of defense built in her heart could no longer stop the violent ups and downs, sobbing quickly changed. She became sobbing loudly, she knew that it was not good, and she should be polite when she first met, but her tears were like a storm, and she couldn't stop it.

Is this going to be annoying? She felt her tears and snot mixed, and her mouth was salty. However, what made Lucia unexpected was that a both hands arm wrapped around her and embraced her into her warm arms. The other party patted her back gently, and did not mind the dirty things on her face that were flushed with tears, but also comforted softly. Said: "Cry, just cry."

...

When Lucia calms down, when raised head, I see the other person's shoulders wet with his tears.

"I'm sorry ..." she blushed.

"It doesn't matter, is it better?" Nightingale took takes action Pa to wipe her face, lifted the bell with one hand, and held her with the other hand, "Let's go, there are many sisters waiting for you . "

Lucia originally thought that the witches's resident would be located in an insignificant abandoned warehouse and basement. I didn't expect that Nightingale would bring her into the castle area. Isn't this the private territory of feudal lord? What surprised her even more was that the guards not only did not stop her, but waved to her.

Did Cooperation Association control the whole town?

On the third floor of the castle, when she walked into a brightly lit room, she suddenly realized that the man sitting opposite was the feudal lord adult who had accepted cheers from the public.

"This is the leader of Witch Union, His Highness Roland Wimbledon. He contained the surviving witch of Cooperation Association, and spread the news to other cities, hoping to attract more sisters who have nowhere to live," Nightingale said, "and this small town is the home of witches. You do not need to doubt this, because the person who treated your sister and all the patients on board was witch. "

Lucia had a blank head in her head. She had no idea that there would be noble willing to accept witch instead of treating witches as a tool or slave. After returning to her mind, she bowed and saluted in a panic. The strange shape of the walk made Nightingale laugh and couldn't help but laugh, "It doesn't matter, Your Highness doesn't care about these etiquettes."

"You came from eastern region?" The voice of the adult feudal lord is peaceful and relaxed, not like a question, but a chat.

Lucia glanced at the other side secretly, and saw him sitting on a chair casually, his expression full of interest.

"Yes ..."

As the conversation deepened and the Nightingale explanation was added, her mood gradually relaxed. Although the other party was a noble, she did not have an aggressive attitude, but she looked like an elder who cared about herself.

"So that's it, two years of awakening, now under age ..." He said with interest, "So, what is your ability?"

"Change an item back to what it was," Lucia hesitated, "but it doesn't work for everything."

"The original look?" His Highness touched his chin and pushed a beautiful cup to the table. "Can you show it to me?"

"This will destroy it."

"Anyway."

Lucia nodded, walked to the table, and placed his hand above the cup.

In a short while, the cup began to shrink and deform, and eventually turned into three distinct substances: the leftmost looks like a pool of oil, dark and sticky, with a small cluster of black powder in the middle, and the rightmost It is a pool of clear water, dripping slowly along the table.

(To be continued., Your support is my greatest motivation.)