Release that Witch Chapter 364: Ghosting

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The snow outside the window has grown again. Snowflakes the size of nails are scattered from the sky. Looking out, the sky above small town is full of their figures. The gray-white elves fluttered in the wind, slammed into the ground, and integrated with the white roof and tree branches. This kind of scene seemed to make people feel cold.

The more so, the warmer Tilly feels.

She leaned on the back of a recliner, half of her body was covered by a soft blanket, her feet reached into the fire bucket. --, a convenient heating device, was invented by Roland Wimbledon's. The boxy barrel and chair were flush with each other. There is a charcoal brazier, separated by a horizontal wooden fence. It is not like a bonfire burning, it is too close to be easily scalded, and it is far away without feeling much heat. As long as you put your feet on the wooden fence, you can enjoy the warmth of the charcoal fire at a close range, and then put on the quilt, the whole body seems to be surrounded by warmth.

The heavy snow falling outside the window set off the comfort of the house, and probably the happiness generated by the comparison made impression profound.

I have to say that witches's treatment here was completely heaven and earth a year ago. It is not difficult to understand that when she came to small town, she even enjoyed the moment.

In addition to her, there are Anna and Agatha -- in the room, which were originally Anna bedrooms. In rare spare time, Tilly will come to the door with books when they are free, and ask each other for help. At first there were only two of them, and now there is an ancient witch awakening from ruins. Anna simply moved the fire bucket from the table to the open space of the room, and let Roland add two reclining chairs. Three people sat around the fire bucket, leaning their feet against each other to study those novel and eye-opening novelties.

Of course, more often they just ask, Anna answers.

"It's hard to believe that such books are actually made by mortal people," Agatha closed «Theoretical Foundations of Natural Science», take a deep breath, "The more you look at it, the more I feel that the world seems to be like this. There is a law in all chaos. Follow the same rule. Even if he was born in Taqila, Federation will certainly include him, maybe he can have the same status as high rank witch. "

At the beginning, she also raised many questions about the content of the book, but with Anna's careful answer, Agatha's attitude towards Roland has changed significantly.

But Tilly believes that this change is only for Roland, and other mortals may still be dull in their eyes.

She can't help sighing at the thought, only she knows that this knowledge does not belong to Roland Wimbledon, but belongs to another person, someone who suddenly appeared in his mind.

After getting along with for several days and corroborating Silvie, Tilly basically confirmed this statement. But this proves that he is still an unattainable thing. And the most doubtful point is that he really has no idea where this part of memory comes from, and who does it belong to? It is difficult to believe that memory can be completely separated from life, at least it cannot be done by itself. As long as I remember the knowledge taught by the court mentor in my mind, the relevant fragments at that time will always flash.

"Where did he learn this knowledge from?" Agatha sighed, "I thought the research of mortals has reached such a depth, but these days it seems that there is not much difference from -- Even behind it. "

"I don't know," Tilly shrugged. "Anyway, impossible was learned from the palace."

"What kind of person was he before?

This problem caused Anna to look up.

"Before ..." Tilly groaned for a moment, "arrogant and timid, self-sufficient, unskilled, bad personality ... Probably the only advantage is that he did not use the identity of a prince to do anything harmful." /

"Hmm ... the level of mortals?"

"No, he is a terrible guy among mortals," she complained. "Even if he suddenly gets better after coming here, it still makes people wonder what he is thinking ... Everything is in my stomach, and I want others to believe him, how can this be possible. "

The room suddenly quieted.

"What's wrong?" Tilly thought the two eyes were a little strange.

"No ... nothing," Anna hid and smiled, "I'm the first time I heard you say this."

Hell, she realized that she was over speaking, and such a complaint should not come from an ally, probably because she has been too relaxed recently, "I mean --"

"It's okay, Your Highness doesn't account for such things," Anna shook his head and smiled, "probably he also has his own difficulties."

"Roland ..." Tilly hesitated for a while, "Haven't I mentioned this to you?"

"No," Anna said, "I haven't asked, if he wants to say it, he will always say it."

Also, she sighed in her heart. For the other person, from the first time she saw the prince, it should be the changed Roland. It is meaningless to consider such a problem.

"Listen to what you mean, he was judged to be the same as before and now?" Agatha asked with interest, "A word spread in Pioneer Society, the more extraordinary, the more quirks different from ordinary people, Maybe this transition is normal. Did Roland face the moon for a long time while in the palace, or stared at the wall for a long time? "

"What quirks are these ..." Tilly shook his head helplessly. "He used to be more arrogant and was no different from ordinary people. But ... I also heard people mention that he had been in court class. The public clamored to marry a witch, probably because of these words, Gerald and Timothy always tossed him in the name of purifying the Devil minions, and his father did not like this behavior. Later, his character became even more stubborn. "

"Being discriminated against because you want to marry witch?" Agatha sneered, "This is a great ideal in Taqila. Of course, there are very few successful people. Most witchs are unwilling to spend time with only one man. . "

"But we are different from 400 years ago. If he married witch, he would have no children to inherit everything from him. How could a father feel good about this idea." Tilly sighed, " But more than a decade has passed, and he should have long forgotten those stupid things he said. "

"Really?" Anna suddenly said, "But he still wants to marry a witch."

"Well, does he remember -- and so on," Tilly could not help but widen his eyes, "You mean now?"

"Yeah," she smiled softly, "His Royal Highness Roland said it himself."

Tilly suddenly fell into place.

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