Chapter 344 (1/2)

Chapter 344: Past Events (Part 1)

Your Highness?

What a queer for you'd only hear in the tales of old

Atte her gaze to the side only to see a gray-hairedby his side

“How do you feel?” he asked softly

“…” she didn’t reply, asking a question instead, “Where am I?”

“Border Town, Kingdom of Greycastle's western territory”

Great, she thought Things currently looked to be developing in the direction she least wanted them to: an unknown location, an unknown tiet up out of bed, but she discovered that she couldn't th

“I adom of Greycastle as well as the feudal lord of Border Town,” he continued after a short pause, “These girls are ?”

Witch Union? she frowned, So they’re witches? I don’t knohat kind of newfangled organisation this is, but at least we’re alike Still… Why do they look like this man’s subordinates?

Wait, a prince?

She thought back for astunned Wasn’t this one of the titles used in the secular regi the First War of God’s Will over four hundred years ago? Could it be… Did I return to a tireat war? Could the Gods have possibly given me another chance to start over, to make preparations, to rescue the Holy City and its people?

No, calical affair would only occur in a fictional tavern story That’s right, she thought while trying to recall the scene at the end There was a horde of Mad Deed into the experiic in her body to construct the sturdiest possible ice barrier A ic stone of reverberation had been set to release distress signals non-stop, awaiting the day they restored their fertile fields and could locate her again

“Were you the ones who saved me?” There was no mistake, she had already escaped from the ice barrier so the only possibility was that the witch’s army had returned! “Have the Devils withdrawn already? Have on!? The Holy City… What happened to the Holy City of Taqila?”

Having blurted out this series of questions, she saw the faces of the other party change They looked at one another with expressions of joy and excitement “We really did find you in the base face and auburn hair She clearly couldn't stop herself fro, ”Are you truly soo?”

That person reainst impossible odds That wo everyone’s spirit She was rey-haired man asked She did not usually careinterrogated by someone beneath her somewhat offensive

Had it been her petty master in her place, this man would most likely be severely punished

“My naatha, a witch of the Taqila Exploration Society,” she paused, “What do you o? Don't tellwith the Devils for over four hundred years? That’s impossible”

“You’ve slept for a very long tiine,” said the man who called himself Roland, “If you think it won’t be a burden to your body, we can fill you in slowly”

“Go ahead”