Release that Witch

7. Chapter 7 Training (below)

    The fire rose from her feet and quickly faded away.

    This is the twenty-third practice.

    And once again I’ve failed.

    Anna had sweat on her forehead, and she rubbed it with her back, and the heat swelled and screamed.

    She didn’t stop at all, and then started the next exercise. The witch uniform was folded perfectly and placed aside. If it wasn’t for her insistence on doing this, I am afraid that the clothes have been turned into Ash in the flame.

    Fortunately, as Roland, as a Fourth Prince, it is not difficult to get a few spares. He asked Tyre to send a whole bucket of robes – all collected temporarily from the maids.

    The twenty-fourth practice finally came to fruition. The flame no longer rises from the foot, but appears in her palm from the air. She carefully raised her arm and tried to move it to her fingertips, but the flame swayed twice, suddenly slamming her arm, igniting her sleeves, and swallowing her robes along her sleeves.

    Anna took the flames and pulled off the black robes with a blank expression, turning to the bucket and looking for new ones.

    At this time, Roland would look away from his eyes and let his eyes stare at other places – even though the other party didn’t care about it.

    In fact, if it is not Roland’s strong request, she will probably take off the light to practice. But then Roland couldn’t watch it well. He couldn’t calmly face a naked girl—especially when the little girl turned into a flame.

    Roland shook his head and left the distracting thought behind his head. For the time being, it is not easy to master this power. The stage goal he set for Anna was to let the flames escape from the palms or fingers, not to the clothes on the body, and to maintain a high enough temperature to melt the pig iron in the pool.

    When the 30th practice failed, Roland stopped her.

    “A rest will be.”

    Anna looked at him slyly and didn’t respond.

    Roland had to go over and pull up the girl’s hand and take it to the chair, forcing her to sit down.

    “You are tired, you should rest when you are tired, don’t be too reluctant, we have a long time,” he helped her wipe her sweaty forehead. “First eat an afternoon tea.”

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    Roland knows that the noble of the Kingdom of Greycastle does not enjoy the habit of afternoon tea. The productivity of the world is so poor that it is difficult for people to have a leisure time to taste the exquisite foods – three meals are not popular, let alone four meals. As for the dumb children who are doing nothing, this time they usually gather in bars or casinos.

    If you don’t have this habit, you can create a good one. The snacks are ready-made. The tea can’t be replaced with ale. After knowing that you are going to a lonely town, Fourth Prince brings his maid, servant and chef.

    So in the simple wooden shed in the back garden of the castle, the first afternoon tea party was held.

    Anna looked at the beautiful dim sum of the dish and couldn’t believe her eyes. Why can you eat something so good?

    Although she can’t name the specific name of the pastry, the combination of pure white appearance and bright red fruit itself makes people feel appetite, especially the pastry is dotted with a few delicate patterns, which makes her world view once again carved. Heavy strokes.

    Roland smugly looked at Anna’s overwhelmed expression, not the strawberry cream cake, to scare your soil buns. And the strawberry is still marinated in sugar and the taste is not fresh.

    More interesting than eating, is to appreciate the look of the witch. Roland watched the other side carefully put the cake into his mouth, the blue eyes were almost shining, the hair dangling, and suddenly there was a illusion of watching the food animation.

    – The dishes that don’t shine are not good dishes!

    Well, the feeling of this kind of character is also quite good.

    So watching Anna practice and enjoying her afternoon tea became the daily life of Roland. If he didn’t ask the government, Barov would help him manage well.

    Three days later, Barov sent the sorted Border Town information to the Roland office. This was an incredible event before, and Fourth Prince had the patience to see such a large pile of cumbersome reports.

    In fact, he doesn’t have it now. Roland looked dizzy when he looked at the two lines and said directly to Barov, “Let me read it.”

    After spending an hour listening to the Assistant Minister’s report, he found something wrong. “Why is Border Town’s annual tax and trade in the winter zero?”

    The winter temperatures are low, and the decline in harvests is understandable, but direct return to zero is What does it mean, does the local people have the habit of hibernating?

    Barov coughed twice. “His Royal Highness, have you forgotten?” In winter, Months of Demon, Border Town has no guarding capacity, and all residents have to migrate to Longsong Stronghold. But rest assured, the safety of His Highness must be in the first place. ”

    “Months of Demon”? Roland recalled that there seems to be such a noun – before that, he did not put the ghost legend, evil witch in mind, and thought it was just a nonsense about the uncivilized world. But now it seems that evil does not evil. In addition, the witch does exist. So,Other legends of ghosts that are widely spread?

    At the time of the court, the historical instructor talked about the Months of Demon in detail. After the first snow falls in winter every year, the sun is dull, and the Gate of Hell in the Longji Mountains will open at this moment.

    The evil atmosphere from hell will erode the creatures and turn them into slaves of Devil. Some animals will mutate into a powerful Evil Beast, attacking humans. Most of the witches were born in this season, and their strength is far better than usual.

    “Have you seen it? Gate of Hell,” Roland asked.

    “His Royal Highness, how can ordinary people see it!”Barov continually swayed. “Don’t say that the Longji Mountains can’t be overtaken. Even the mountains are affected by the evil atmosphere. The lighter headaches are unbearable, and the heavy ones lose their minds. only if

    “Unless what?”

    “Unless the person is a witch. Only the witch can see the Gate of Hell, because they have fallen to Devil’s minions, naturally not affected by evil. ”Having said that, Barov turned his head and looked at the back garden.

    “That Evil Beast, Evil Beast, have you seen it?”Roland knocked on the table unpleasantly.

    “Hey, I haven’t seen it. Like my Highness, I came to the Bianque Land for the first time. In the Kingdom Center, Greycastle, very few people can meet the real evil. ”

    Once a year, how does this place develop? Originally, he thought that Border Town was only poor in land, but there is still potential for development. Now it seems to be a big pit.

    “Longsong Stronghold can withstand Evil Beast, indicating that they can also be killed, not invincible! So why can’t we defeat them in Border Town? ”

    “Longsong Stronghold has a huge wall and is also stationed in Duke Ryan’s elite, not a small place like Border Town,” Barov explains. “From the beginning, Border Town’s purpose was to provide early warning to stronghold. So it will be set up between the Northern Slope Ridge and the Scarlet Water River.”

    Like the cannon fodder, the road to the enemy’s must, Roland sneered.