MTL - Release that Witch-Chapter 31 "our friends

Roland sat at his desk in a daze. He didn't expect anyone to dare to kill the castle. If it wasn't for the night, he would have been poisoned.

Who is this time? Three king sisters, or other brothers and sisters? Do you want to be so anxious, the five-year battle for the king, now only a few months, Roland slaps the table irritably, simply do not care, can you let yourself have a good winter?

The footsteps sounded outside the door, and the chief knight, Carter Lannis, pushed in. "His Royal Highness, the identity of the deceased has been identified. Seven of the eight bodies are members of the original patrol team. One person is unknown. The other two are still alive. Man, a witch... No, after being treated by Miss Pine, still not awake. One has been put into the dungeon and is being closely guarded."

Patrol? I knew that this team raised by the former lord couldn't stand it. Roland gnawed his teeth and thought that there were actually eight rebellions among the ten people. It would be the right choice not to let this group join the militia.

"The one who is locked up, you remind your men to keep an eye on it, don't be like the last time, and let people commit suicide!"

"Last... what?"

"Cough, nothing," Roland shook his head. It seemed that he was screamed by the nightingale in the early morning, and his head was confused. "In short, I want to know everything from his mouth, who is the ambassador, who is contacting, who is buying it, and these are given to you." Go check it out."

"Yes, Your Highness," Carter did not leave immediately after he said it, but kneel down. "This time, letting the assassin sneak into the castle is my dereliction of duty.

"Enough, you were not in the castle at the time, it has nothing to do with you."

"So..." Carter hesitated. "Can you tell me who stopped the assassination? I saw them from the scene, they..." The knight swallowed. "They all seem to be the same person. Killed, and there is no way to fight back."

"You can see it?" Roland was curious.

"If you are evenly matched, the scene will not be so clean, the wounds will be different," Carter whispered. "Everyone fell into a small warehouse. The ground was almost without destroying a pendulum except for blood and corpses. The objects that were put, the big boxes that store the cured meat, did not leave any sword marks on them. That is to say, the person did not use any cover to walk in a small open space. IMHO, Your Highness, This is incredible."

"It turns out," Roland nodded, and he understood what the other person meant. After being surrounded by a theoretically strong person, they will fall into an extremely unfavorable situation. In actual combat, it will not appear as a movie, and people will still be on the ground one by one. Attacks in blind areas of vision will be particularly deadly. So with one-to-many, the correct countermeasure is to rely on the terrain and the environment, so that you always face the enemy.

However, the nightingale is not an ordinary person.

"No matter what, you should do what you should do first. This person can't show up for the time being, I will tell you when the time is right."

Although the chief knight is loyal and reliable to himself, and knows that Anna and Nana Wa are witches, Roland still chooses to conceal the existence of the nightingale. Because she is different from the other two witches, she does not belong to her own side. The reason for staying in the town is only for Anna. Behind her is a witch's help, and sooner or later she will leave here.

Carter lost his face.

Roland can understand his thoughts. As a sword-bearing person, he constantly practices swordsmanship that has been summed up and accumulated over hundreds of years and is convinced. But when you see an incomprehensible sight, you are bound to have doubts about yourself. If swordsmanship can be so subtle, what is it that he is proud of on weekdays?

"I thought you would call me out," the nightingale showed her figure. She was still sitting at the corner of her desk and said with her legs crossed.

"I think so too. If you just settled here, as my dark guard, the salary of two Jinlongs per month is twice as much as that of Anna. Do you want to consider it?" Roland started Amway again. The house has a garden and is closed for two days a week. Every year, there is a paid leave - oh, it means to take a break while taking a reward."

To his surprise, this time the other party did not categorically refuse, but smiled and could not be denied. "I can't leave my partner."

"That's all called, and when the winter is over, Bianbu Town will be built, and many people will be able to get it. And... witches can walk on the streets without discrimination, no one will regard you as evil. By."

"When you do this, let's talk about it," said the night sherbling.

Well, Amway still has to look at the product, this kind of thing can only come slowly. Roland converted a topic, "Nanawa has sent it back safely?"

"Well, she can't be scared."

The prince sighed. It was midnight when he was woken up by the nightingale. He almost didn't spit out after seeing the scene. She simply explained the next thing, and Roland ordered her to sneak out Nana. Usually, the little girl who has been hurt by the chickens sees a living person full of blood, and immediately faints. In short, after a chicken flying dog jumped, she cured the patrol captain with tears.

In order not to let his family know, the nightingale is also responsible for bringing her back.

When everything is busy, the sky is bright.

"How do you think about this? Can you speculate which one of my good brothers or good sisters did?"

The nightingale shook his head. "They are all patrols. The only exception is that they don't carry any identity-related exhibits. If you buy it, anyone can do it... but I think this thing. Maybe it has nothing to do with your brothers and sisters."

"why?"

"Because it is too rigorous. In a multi-person action, the team has guilty. After the failure, there was no immediate suicide, at least two lives were left. And at the time, their performance was unprofessional and it was mixed with the street. Unlike the style of your brother and sister, it is more like a plan for a layman. I think even if I am not there, the possibility of this assassination is not successful... Don't forget that Anna is sleeping downstairs."

The nightingale took Roland's cup and drank it without hesitation. Then he said, "No matter what, your knight has gone to the dungeon to ask for a confession. I bet he will get the truth soon - compared to the pieces laid by your sister. That guy is inferior, and he still begged me not to kill him."

"The seriously wounded patrol captain... I seem to have summoned it."

"Is it?" The nightingale turned his head. "I think you have to thank him. If it weren't for him to get caught up with other guys, I wouldn't find the basement slipping into the mouse so quickly. Although I don't know why he is. To do this, but the enemy of the enemy is our friend, right?"

Yes, Roland thought, but the point is not whether he is a friend or an enemy, but the words that the nightingale said.

--"our friends.