Chapter 420 (1/2)

Chapter 420: The Lord’s Response

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That night, Roland held a magnificent banquet at the Lord’s castle.

Since they not only rescued Spear Passi but also captured a Priest from Hermes, it was technically the Witch Union’s first unprovoked attack on the church.

As the five witches who had participated in the battle walked on to the stage, the hall erupted into applause, and even Roland, who rarely drank, drained two glasses of Evelyn’s chilled white liquor.

Although it was only a small triumph, the Months of the Demons were long and stressful, and he wanted to take this opportunity to help everyone relax.

When Roland stumbled into his office the next morning with a raging headache, Nightingale was already waiting for him, sitting cross-legged on his table.

“Don’t you need more rest?” he asked with a smile.

Ever since he agreed to let her attack the emissary delegation, he had been worrying about her—even if he knew she was in a spacious area and could use the Mist to remain invincible, he still fretted about accidents. Afterall, this wasn’t daily practice, but a true battle of life and death. Now seeing her energetic and vital, he felt much better.

Nightingale swallowed her dried fish and said, “Of course I don’t. I’m in a great shape right now.”

As soon as Roland returned to his seat, she jumped off the table, walked to the back of the chair, and hugged him. “One more day of rest is one more day without seeing you.”

The prince was slightly startled.

“I actually wanted to do this yesterday in the castle garden… but now isn’t such a bad timing either,” Nightingale whispered into his ear.

…

She did not let him go and disappeared into the Mist until she heard the footsteps outside the door.

“Your Highness.” A guard shouted. “The Lord of Fallen Dragon Ridge, Marquess Passi, is here to see you.”

“Send her in.” Roland cleared his throat and adjusted his posture.

Spear Passi walked into the office, bowed, and sat in front of his desk. “I’ve thoroughly considered your proposal.”

“What do you think?” He poured a cup of tea for her.

While Nightingale, Ashes, and others were battling against the church, he had also been busy with showing the Marquess around the town and negotiating with her. Roland briefly told her the crisis that the kingdom faced, the origins of the church, and the threats of the demons, as well as his future plans.

When Spear heard about the church’s origins and their reasons for hunting witches, she was so shocked that her eyes widened to the utmost. If not for the testimonies of Tilly and Agatha, she would have never believed that witches once had ruled the entire Barbarian Land, but her attitude changed greatly afterwards.

“Repealing feudal power, universalizing laws and administration institution, prohibiting the inheritance and sale of titles… I can accept these requests, but…” She paused. “I’m just curious. Do you really plan to spread this to all the territories?”