Chapter 595 (2/2)

The living room and bedroom looked exactly the same as she had seen them the last time. There was no dust on the table. Apparently, Roland must have often had this place cleaned.

Three wooden basins used for bathing were prominently displayed near the door. Clean clothes were nicely folded and placed in the basins and beside them, there were sandals that were easy to wear. Brought up in a royal family, Tilly had accustomed herself to taking baths regularly, but even she had never bathed so frequently like she did at this place where the warm water for bathing was available all the time.

When she followed the aroma of fresh food to open the cupboard, she found it was filled with various kinds of seasoning, dried meat floss and bread. She could easily fill her stomach any time she felt hungry.

Princess Tilly had never been a person who really cared a lot about material comforts, but she could not help but feel warm in her heart seeing the scene.

“Ah… I can use scented soap for bathing again. Huh, the towels in the basin seem to be brand new,” Andrea talked loudly in the living room.

“Isn’t it good for you to have new towels?” Ashes questioned.

“Yes for me, but not for you. It’s a waste to offer you a new towel.”

“What did you say?”

“I think that rag you brought will do. Why does a person who can tolerate bathing in salty, smelly sea water need a towel?”

Hearing the familiar bickering voices, Tilly smiled silently. She thought that everyone seemed to like Neverwinter, and even the Bloodfang Association witches changed after they came here.

She felt that she also liked this city as everyone else did.

The improvement in life quality might be one of the reasons for the other witches’ changes, but not for Princess Tilly who had been adored by King Wimbledon III. Compared to her life in the palace, the life here was just fresh and interesting, but not luxurious.

What attracted the witches the most must be another thing.

Staying in this city, Tilly would naturally feel relaxed, and yet she had no idea about why she would feel this way until today. When Roland had been pouring tea for the witches himself, she had suddenly realized.

Roland truly accepted the witches and treated them as friends instead of just pretending to be friendly to witches who could offer him help.

No matter who he was, the lord, the prince or the king, Tilly could tell that his attitude remained the same all the time.

He did consider witches as his friends, which he was not faking at all.

“Are you alright?”

Hearing Ashes behind her, she turned around and saw that she gently closed the door of the kitchen.

“Huh?”

“Why did you call him big brother today? On Sleeping Island, didn’t you say that you helped him only to help yourself? And… you said he was not like Prince Roland at all,” Ashes hesitated and asked.

“I don’t think he’s the stupid, cowardly elder brother of mine and I don’t care whether he’s him or not.” Tilly paused momentarily and asked, “Have you ever considered the meaning of this war against the church?”

“Retaliation?”

“No,” Tilly shook her head and said, “It means freedom of life. Have you ever thought of moving here?”