Release that Witch Chapter 52: Fire of Heart (on)
Roland knocked on the door and heard the response from Nightingale before pushing the door into the room.
There are thick curtains hanging in the room. The windows are open only in the early morning and evening, and closed at other times for warmth and shading.
The only light source comes from the two candlesticks at the end of the bed. candle is burning quietly, casting the furnishings in the room into two staggered shadows.
He walked to the bed and looked at the woman buried in soft velvet pillows and bedding, still closed eyes unconscious, and sighed softly.
"Is situation at the border line okay?" Nightingale stepped forward and handed him a cup of warm water.
"Everything is going well," Roland sipped at will, and handed the cup back to her. "Since that day, I haven't encountered a large group of Evil Beast. After the injured militia members returned to the team intact, everyone fought. The enthusiasm has become ... a little bit high. "
"Where is the wall damaged?"
"Karl used the roller to move that Evil Beast Hybrid's shell to the fracture, and also used a winch and a wooden frame to hang it up, making it a part of the city wall." Roland knows that Nightingale asks to distract itself Lest you worry too much. But as soon as he stepped into the room, all consciousness could not help but gather on the sleeping woman on the bed.
If the last large-scale invasion of Evil Beast can still achieve a proud victory, the biggest contributor is undoubtedly Anna. Without her closing the gap in the wall with flames, the consequences would be unimaginable.
However, she fainted in her arms and never woke up again.
"It's been a week," Roland whispered.
Theoretically, if a person is in a coma, if he does not eat or drink for a week, or if he does not provide nutrients (such as injections) directly from the outside, his body function will fall into failure and the brain will gradually die in shock. But Anna didn't have any signs of weakness and danger. -- was at least much better than when she first fell. Her cheeks are rosy, her breathing is smooth, and she can feel the ordinary temperature with her hand on her forehead. All phenomena indicate that Anna is in a healthy state, but ... it can't wake up.
"I also encountered this kind of situation for the first time," Nightingale, who stood aside, shook her head. "The magic power in her body was consumed in that battle, but it is now saturated, even more than before Rich. If I did not make a wrong calculation, today is her coming-of-age day at midnight. "
"Do you mean she will be adulthood in a coma?"
"No, she will die in a coma," Nightingale bluntly stated, "The pain suffered on the day of adulthood must be overcome with will. Once renounced resistance, magic power of backlash will irreversibly damage the body of witch . "
Roland moved a chair and sat down beside the bed. "But I remember you said that when demonic bite, no matter how painful, the consciousness will always stay awake, either go through this level or choose to end life."
“It ’s true. Someone in Cooperation Association also wanted to spend demonic bite with a coma. That ’s not coming-of-age day… it ’s just an annual torture,” Nightingale hesitated and continued, “she relies on alchemy drugs Makes herself drowsy, but that doesn't make sense ... She woke up instantly and lost the ability to resist when magic power backlash.
"Isn't this pain gradually increasing?"
"No, when that time comes, pain will come like Thunder, but how long it lasts will vary from person to person. My sister is not strong enough, just ..." Her voice went down.
Roland understands her meaning. This kind of judgment with unknown time limit is a kind of torture in itself. I do n’t know how long I have persisted. I do n’t know how long I have to persist. -- is like a lone boat drifting on the rough sea. It is easy for people Give up the desire to survive.
In silence, he felt a hand resting on his shoulder.
"I have seen too many deaths in Bianpei's exile for several years. witches is treated like a livestock, hanged, burned, or killed a little by noble as a fun item. Fortunately, the escaped witch can only stay away. The crowd is living in isolation from the rest of the world. I do n’t know where Holy Mountain is, but their distant hope, ”Nightingale ’s voice is softer than before,“ but Anna is different, except for Cooperation Association ’s sisters, I The first time I saw someone care so much about witch. She was needed, valued, and treated like a normal person ... Her Royal Highness, even if Anna failed to support adulthood, she also found her Holy Mountain. "
But this is not the ending he hoped for. Roland closed his eyes and recalled the scene when he first met her.
She has bare feet and tattered clothes. She is in a prison cage without any fear on her face. Her eyes are clear and calm like a lake that has never been polluted.
She is a flame, but she does not escape like a flame.
The screen rotates one by one, like a marquee.
"I satisfy your curiosity, sir, can you kill me now?"
"I have never used it to hurt others."
"I just want to stay with His Royal Highness, that's all."
"demonic bite will not kill me, I will defeat it."
"Are you dreaming? I won't go anywhere."
...
Roland suppressed the turbulent thoughts and whispered, "I will accompany her to the last moment."
"Me too, and ... thank you."
After dinner, Nana also came. When she heard that Anna was about to pass adulthood, she insisted on staying. Roland had to arrange an extra room on the second floor for the Tigu Pine who accompanied him to stay overnight.
That's it, Roland and the two witchs sit around the bed like this, quietly waiting for midnight.
For Nightingale and Nana, they will also suffer from demonic bite this winter. Fortunately, the day of awakening of each person is different. Otherwise, the three witchs will all be tested at the same time. Roland estimates that I couldn't stay in the room calmly.
There is no bell tower in small town. In the twilight room of Candlelight, the passage of time becomes blurred. The cold wind slammed the windows, and from time to time, the howling sound was heard when the air flow passed through the window slits. Just when Roland felt a little tiredness hitting his heart, Nightingale suddenly said, "It's started."
Only she can see that the group of magic power in Anna started to become uneasy, the green flame group became more and more dense, the central part turned from incandescent, and the manic magic power converged toward the center, as if pulled by something In general, it struggles and rolls, but to no avail.
Roland can't see these changes, but he also notices something wrong.
The flame at the top of candle is shaking, and there is no wind in the room. The light from the flames was getting darker and darker, as if being swallowed by the surrounding shadows, and then the color of the flame tip changed. -- The orange-red flame became a faint green flame.
He looked at the woman in the bed, Anna was still asleep, her face did not change at all, as if all this had nothing to do with her.
At this time, Candlelight is almost completely hidden. -- is not that the flame is extinguished, but that the green flame is devouring the orange-red part little by little until the light completely disappears and everyone is in darkness.
But soon, the fire lighted up again. Only this time, the flame on the candlestick became pure green. The three were reflected in a green light, staring at each other's eyes, and it was a bit difficult to understand what it was situation.
At this time, a moan of Anna pulled all three eyes back to her.
She opened her eyes slowly.
"Anna ..." Roland froze, she woke up?
The woman blinked and smiled at him, then stretched out her right hand, spread out her palm, and handed it to the prince.
A green fire leaped from the palm and burned quietly.
For some reason, Roland felt that he understood the meaning of the other party. He hesitant for a moment, slowly inserted his fingers into the flames, the expected burning sensation did not come, some, just as soft and warm as wrapped in warm water.