Chapter 598 (1/2)

Chapter 598: The End of Her Dream

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The following day, Roland told the news to Tilly and the other witches.

“How dare she use witches as a reward to those filthy nobles?” Failing to restrain her anger, Ashes broke off before Princess Tilly could speak. If Andrea had not stopped her, she probably had already rushed to the dungeon straightaway.

“Has Miss Nightingale checked the credibility of her testimony?” Tilly asked placidly.

“She spilled everything after a few preliminary questions,” Roland said and told them what had happened in the cell in detail. “I thought it’d take a while for us to get her to surrender, but she’s weaker than we expected.” He had not expected to obtain a full confession from the prisoner yesterday, for the questioning was simply a sort of intimidation commonly practiced before the official interrogation. Because of this, he did not take the God’s Locket of Retribution off Heidi, and Heidi did not know that Nightingale actually detected lies through magic power rather than voices either.

“I see.” Tilly nodded. “Thank you for doing this for me.”

“Don’t be silly. I’m your brother.” Roland immediately grabbed this opportunity, trying to sound somewhat intimate. “Plus, Heidi Morgan is also, so to speak, a witch on Sleeping Island. She should be handed over to you.”

“Fair enough…” Tilly was silent for quite a while. “What would you do if this happened in the city of Neverwinter?”

Roland gazed at her gemlike eyes and noticed more silent rages than poignancies in her gray pupils.

She had already made her decision.

“I’ll do the same thing.” Roland comforted her.

At this remark, Heidi Morgan was sentenced to death.

Tilly no longer hesitated. She whispered something in Ashes’ ear. The latter nodded and left the office.

“I’ll now excuse myself, brother.”

Roland could tell that Tilly was greatly depressed by the incident, but he did not know what to say in this scenario. When he was about to escort her to the Witch Building, an exhilarated scream pierced the silence. It was from the Listening Magic Stone in Nightingale’s chest.

“It’s Lightning, copy. It’s Lightning. Summer has found out when the incident occurred.”

The little girl’s report stunned everybody.

“Um, what did she see?” Roland asked.

“Two monsters, big mouth, and tentacles. I don’t know how to describe them.” From her voice, Roland knew she was extremely hyper. “This is something we’ve never seen. Good Heavens… Your Majesty, you’d better come see it yourself!”

“What’s it…” Tilly was bewildered.

“They’re exploring the Devil’s Town behind the snowcapped mountains. The Red Mist there completely disappeared a week ago,” Roland explained, “and I wanted to tell you about it today, but…”

“I almost forgot about demons.” Tilly took a deep breath. “You can fill me in with the details on the way.”

“On the way?” Roland was slightly surprised.

“Can’t I go with you?” She winked.

Princess Tilly had indeed been strong since her childhood. She knew how to adjust herself and manage to be impersonal when facing something of great importance. Roland was secretly amazed at how quickly she could restore the tranquility of her mind upon a crisis, an essential quality for a ruler, which he, unfortunately, still had a lot to work on.

If he took Tilly with him, Ashes and Andrea would certainly tag along. The trip would be, therefore, much safer. He had no reason to reject her.