35. Chapter 35 Destination

    Nightingale walks in the “fog”.

    From here, the world is left with only black and white.

    The lines that originally formed things are no longer clear, and the boundaries between lines, polylines, and curves become blurred, like the graffiti of a child’s pen.

    This is an unspeakable feeling. Nightingale also took a long time to become familiar with how to distinguish the boundaries. As long as it is used properly, she will be free from the constraints of everything and walk freely through the fog. The seemingly continuous wall, as long as you change the angle slightly, you can see the entrance that is absolutely non-existent in the real world.

    In the fog, up and down, before and after are no longer fixed concepts, they will change and even overlap. For example, what she is doing now, stepping into the castle from the bottom of the guard, following the unpredictable lines, step by step, through the ceiling, and arrive at Anna’s room.

    For her, this is a completely free world.

    Only in the “fog”, Nightingale will really relax, although it is still and lonely, but she likes this feeling of being threatened.

    Most of the time, it is black and white, but she can see other colors occasionally.

    For example, Anna in front of me.

    Unlike ordinary people, witch is an aggregate of magic power. Nightingale can see the flow and disappearance of this power, it is also the only color in the fog.

    She has never seen such a full and intense color like Anna – the green luster is on her body, and the center is close to incandescent, making it almost impossible to look directly. This makes Nightingale very confused. Generally speaking, the color and ability of magic power are very close. She has seen many witches with operational flame ability in the Cooperation Association. Most of them are orange or dark red, like a beating fireball. No matter the size and brightness, it can’t be compared with Anna.

    If this is just hard to understand, another point is incredible.

    Such a huge magic power is gathering on her, why is she still alive?

    Throughout the Witch Cooperation Association, Nightingale can’t find anyone with such magic power, even the witch of the adulthood, which is dwarfed. If you wait for Anna adulthood…

    No, she didn’t have this chance, Nightingale sighed, the stronger the magic power, the stronger the backlash. She can’t even imagine how terrible torture Anna would face when the demonic bite came down. The severe pain that tears from the inside does not make people lose consciousness, until they give up resistance and accept the death, they have to endure uninterrupted pain.

    She walked out of the fog, temporarily put away the low thoughts and raised her spirits: “Good morning, Anna.”

    Anna is used to this uninvited, sudden behavior, she nodded, no answer, but continued to practice the flame.

    Nightingale touches the nose and walks to the girl’s bed to sit down.

    She has seen this practice many times. At the beginning, Anna will also lose her hand to ignite her clothes. In the shed of the back garden, she prepares a bucket full of clothes for her replacement. Later, she was able to skillfully let the flames beat at the fingertips. Even Roland no longer urged her to practice. The wooden shed in the garden was changed to a place to enjoy afternoon tea and sun.

    Even so, Anna still practiced one or two hours a day, as directed by the prince, right in his room.

    “I brought the fish cake, can I eat it?”Nightingale took out a cloth bag from his arms and spread it out to the other party.

    Anna sniffed and nodded.

    “Go wash your hands,” Nightingale laughed. Fortunately, she does not hate herself, but she is not good at talking. Speaking of it, she clearly cares about Nana, and she doesn’t say much. In fact, she rarely talks except in front of Roland.

    In contrast, Roland’s words are much more. He always has a lot to say, even eating a meal has many rules and regulations – such as washing hands before meals, not too fast to eat, not falling on the ground to eat and so on…Every one of them can tell a long story.

    She was extremely impatient at first, but the other party is the owner of this place, Greycastle’s Fourth Prince, since he eats his life, then it is difficult to listen to it. Up to now, she has gradually become accustomed to these rules. Somehow, when she competed with Anna, Nana, Roland and others for the order of hand washing, she inexplicably felt a little fun.

    Anna reached into the bucket full of well water and licked it. Then she lit it up and dried it. She took a fish cake and sat back at the table.

    “Do you really not go back with me?”Nightingale has nothing to say. “There are a lot of sisters there, they will take care of you.”

    “Here, you can only be active in the castle, don’t you feel bored?”

    “Impassable Mountain Range Although there are not many supplies, everyone is a family and gathers for the same purpose.”

    “Your strength is so strong, they will welcome you.”

    “This winter, I am afraid that you can’t stand it…”

    Speaking of the back, Nightingale’s voice is low, maybe it’s too late, she thought, even if she returns to the camp, she is now such a huge magic power, almost impossible to pass the adulthood. What I can do is only to see her demise.

    “Where did you live before the joining Witch Cooperation Association?”

    Nightingale is embarrassed, she rarely asks herself a question, “I…Previously living in a large city to the east, not far from Kingdom Capital. ”

    “Have you been happy?”

    Happy No, it was a day when I didn’t want to go back to my thoughts. I was under the fence and was despised and mocked. When I found myself into a witch, I looked at it like a cat and a dog. The chains were tied around my neck and forced to do things for them. Nightingale shook his head and asked softly, “Why ask this?”

    “I used to live in the old district,” Anna simply told her story. “My father sold me to Church for 25 gold royals, and my Highness took me out of the cage. I am very happy here. ”

    “But you can’t get out of this castle, except for Roland Wimbledon, others still hate the witch.”

    “I don’t care, and he said he would change everything, isn’t it?”

    “That’s very difficult. As long as Church doesn’t fall, the witch is always an evil.”

    Anna didn’t refute. The silence was a long time. When she arrived until Nightingale thought she would never speak again, she suddenly asked: “Are you happy at the Cooperation Association, or are you happy here?”

    “You…What are you talking about,” Nightingale was asked a little too late, “When, of course…”

    Is the Cooperation Association? To be honest, she is not interested in finding Holy Mountain, but there are friends she can’t leave.

    Is Border Town? If she didn’t hear the witch in danger, she wouldn’t come here!

    The answer should be obvious, but why didn’t you say it first?

    Anna smiled a little, and Nightingale rarely saw her laughing. The eyes were like Dawn’s lake, which made people feel reassured—even if they were not in the fog. “I listened to Roland and said that you are looking for Holy Mountain in the mountains of the north. If Holy Mountain means stability and home, I think I have found it. ”

    Here is her Holy Mountain, and Nightingale realizes that although her life is running low, her soul will arrive on the other side earlier than most witches.

    At this time, there was a rush of running outside the door, and Nightingale listened carefully, as if it were Nana’s footsteps.

    The door was pushed open, and the come in was really Nana Pine.

    She slammed into Anna’s arms in a crying face. “How…What can I do? Anna sister, my father found out that I was a witch! ”


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