Chapter 673 (1/2)

Chapter 673: A Sacrifice

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Would church believers save a witch?

Yorko did not realize that he had already forgotten about the bacon and had been all ears as Annie continued with the story.

“They helped Hero out of the cell. With their help, Hero successfully escaped the search from the church. After the war, the survived Judgement Warriors even provided her with food and clothes for a period of time, until their army returned to Hermes and they had to bid farewell. Before they departed, all the Judgement Warriors who had been imprisoned in that cell expressed their gratitude to her.”

Yorko knitted his brows. “But regarding the title ‘Hero’, could it be…”

“She’s a hero.” The whip was in Annie’s voice again. “No matter how the citizens who received her treatment look at her, she did save thousands of people in Wolfheart City, including me and Amy. She deserved such a title.”

The ambassador let out a sigh. He had not known that witches suffered far more than he had imagined. If he were unfairly treated in that way, he would view everyone as his enemy and kill all of them to avenge himself, and certainly would not trust anybody.

Yorko’s indignation for being under constant suspicion gradually dissipated.

“Her legs… can probably be healed.”

“Really? Are you serious?”

“What should we do?”

All the eyes rested on Yorko in a second, including Hero’s. She could be no more than 18 or 19 years old by her look. Although misfortunes had weighed down upon her, she had not been devastated by all the snares and toils she had been through during the war. Her eyes were still full of hope instead of numbness and confusion.

“Ahem, I’m not sure.” Yorko rubbed his nose.”Hill once said there’re over 300 witches in Graycastle. Their power of the devil… No, I mean their abilities should vary, right? Perhaps somebody can regenerate amputated limbs or even grow a new one.”

“300?” No. 76 exclaimed in surprise. “How did the King of Graycastle get so many witches?”

“It’s a long story. My old friend is a born king. He saw through the church’s scheme a long time ago. Not only does he allow witches in his domain to live a normal life, but he also insists on the innocence of witches and advertises this concept throughout Graycastle. Gradually, more witches turn to him for protection and work for him.” Yorko took this opportunity to lavish praise on Roland. “So you don’t need to worry about your future life at all. His Majesty claims that everyone in Neverwinter will be suited to a job, including witches.”

“What kind of jobs?” Amy’s eyes were glistening.

“How should I know… I haven’t been to Neverwinter,” Yorko thought to himself. “Um, naturally, it depends on your ability. For example, if you can manipulate flames, you can be a blacksmith. If you can conjure whirlwinds, you can work at a mill to activate windmills, something like that.” Yorko rambled. “Anyway, His Majesty is planning to build a new king’s city in the Western Region, and he certainly needs people. Even if your ability can’t help with anything, you can still work as an ordinary person.”

“Sounds pretty good indeed.” Annie eyed Amy who apparently wanted to voice out. “But lies always sound better than reality. At present, I…”

“I got it. I got it. You haven’t fully trusted me yet, right?” Yorko spread out his hands. “Then trust your own eyes when you get there.”

“By the way, how did you know Hero?” No. 76 put in.

“When Wolfheart City fell, I happened to live at Amy’s place. I noticed the curious behavior of the Judgement Army soldiers’, so I followed them and discovered Hero,” Annie answered while fiddling with the bonfire. “We met Broken Sword several months later. She was caught by church believers who garrisoned there and was to be sent to Holy City. I ambushed the unit who escorted her and thus saved Broken Sword.”