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After everyone had arrived, Roland told them everything that Lightning had found. "A transparent crystal coffin in an ancient ruin, no signs of decay in the damp basement, a magic gem that kept crying for help, and a demon that turned into ashes... What do you think?"
"Are you trying to say that she might be a witch?" Anna pondered. "If she's still alive, she might be able to learn more about what happened 400 years ago."
"It's also possible that she isn't a witch, or even doesn't belong to that era," Scroll hesitated for a moment, "and …"
"And she might not be on our side," Leaf added.
This sentence made Roland slightly stunned. Indeed, if the ruins were left behind by the Church, the person was likely to be a member of the Church. Judging from the luxurious clothing described by Lightning, he might even be a high-ranking member. It would be fine if it was an ordinary person, but if it was a witch, it would be tricky to deal with it.
From the fight between Ashes and Nightingale to the attack of the Faceless One, it could be seen that there was no clear dividing line between the fighting power of the witches. Without wearing a God's Stone of Retaliation, an extraordinary might not be able to compete with an ordinary witch with a unique ability. And if a combat witch was attacked by an auxiliary witch, the situation would be equally worrying.
No one could guarantee that her ability would not pose a threat to the Witch Union in case she was malicious... unless she was awakened within the range of the God's Stone of Retaliation.
"Are you all crazy? Are you even considering whether she is on our side?" Lily held her forehead weakly. "How could a person from 400 years ago live to this day? Witches have always had a short lifespan. Even Extraordinaires who have strengthened their bodies can't live for more than a hundred years. You're thinking too much. If you ask me, maybe when that thing breaks, the person inside will turn into dust like the devil. "
"Short life is because of the so-called Demonic Bite," Roland corrected. "Witches generally have stronger physical qualities than the average person, so their actual lifespan should be longer."
"Most people only live for 40 to 50 years," Lily snorted. "Do you think everyone lives as long as a tortoise?"
The average lifespan of forty to fifty years was due to the poor food supply and poor medical standards. As long as the quality of life improved, it could increase for another twenty years. However, what she said was not without reason, Roland thought. Even with these, there was still a long way to go before reaching 400 years of life … Even a tortoise might not be able to live that long.
"But she does seem to be alive," cried Lightning. "You'll know when you see her. She's completely different from those dead devils. Her skin is smooth and her lips are full of blood. Maggie! "
"Gu! Lightning is right! "
"Alright, stop arguing," Vendy interrupted. "Whether she's dead or alive, it's worth a try."
"Are you sure?" Scroll asked with a frown.
"In case she really is a witch of the church, we just need to hang a God's Stone of Retaliation on her before she wakes up. Moreover, we still have Anna and Nightingale, so it won't be a problem to control her. " Vendy calmly said, "The key is that she may know about the accident that happened more than 400 years ago. This alone is worth our rescue."
Indeed, the information about the devils was very important to Border Town. Moreover, the information that the church tried to hide would certainly be extremely disadvantageous to them. If they could grasp this information in advance, they might be able to take the initiative in future confrontations.
Anna and Nightingale also expressed their agreement with Vendy's view. In this way, even if Scroll felt it was inappropriate, she no longer opposed it. The Witch Union had basically reached a consensus.
"What about the First Army?" Roland looked at Iron Axe.
"We can only dispatch 50 people at most," Iron Axe said. "Your Highness, you've already sent several squads to help City hall recruit refugees from all over the country. Now there are only 500 soldiers left in Border Town. Although Timothy has been punished by God, he may still stake everything and launch a large-scale attack on the Western Territory. The First Army must leave behind enough people to guard against King's City. "
"I understand," Roland nodded. The scale of 50 people was really a little small. If they were to face a long-range spear attack from the devils outside their field of vision, they would likely suffer heavy losses. In order to make up for this, in addition to Lightning and Maggie's aerial reconnaissance, Sylvie's clairvoyance ability was also indispensable. The ideal team should be a hot air balloon and the ground troops advancing in tandem. The witches would be responsible for the vigilance and close combat tasks, and the long-range suppression would be handed over to the flintlock team.
But in this way, the witches of Sleeping Island would also know about the existence of Sleepers in the ruins. After considering it over and over again, Roland decided to take Sylvie with him. After all, in this rescue mission, ensuring their own safety was still the most important thing.
Just as he was about to arrange the rescue plan, Mystery Moon exclaimed in a low voice, "My God … what is that?"
Everyone followed her gaze and looked out the window, and couldn't help but be stunned.
Roland couldn't believe it and opened the window, only to see the gloomy sky filled with white fairies. They covered the sky and covered the earth, but they didn't make any sound. He stretched out his hand and caught a small handful of white dots. His palm felt cold.
It was snowing.
This wasn't normal … As far as he knew, the Western Territory only had one snowfall in winter, not to mention that it wasn't even winter yet!
Would it also snow in the last month of autumn? He looked at Iron Axe, who looked serious and slowly said, "I've only been in Border Town for seven or eight years, and I've never experienced such a situation."
Once it snowed, it meant the arrival of the Months of the Demons, and the sun would be buried under the dark clouds until the next time it shone. And during this time, the entire Western Territory would face the threat of demonic beasts.Not to mention dispatching the First Army, even transporting the witches by hot air balloon would become dangerous. At this time, the Concealing Forest was full of ferocious demonic beasts, and leaving the protection of the city walls was definitely an extremely risky thing to do.
He had to suspend the rescue plan and wait for the sky to clear up.
From the bottom of his heart, he felt that this snow was likely to be an accident, and that it would soon end. After all, the temperature was still at the level of autumn, and hadn't dropped much.
Three days later, Border Town was wrapped in silver, and the distant mountains and forests were covered with a layer of white gauze. In the future, this would definitely be considered a rare beauty, but Roland wasn't in the mood to enjoy the scenery.
Although the snow had weakened a lot, there were still some scattered snowflakes falling. The First Army had also entered a state of full alert. The newly built city walls were regularly patrolled every day, and a temporary camp was set up at the foot of the city walls, so that the soldiers could quickly enter the battle. The temperature changed almost every day, and his clothes changed from unlined clothes to a cotton wool coat.
On the fourth day, the news from the front made Roland's heart completely sink.
The Western section of the city walls had been attacked by demonic beasts.
The Months of the Demons had arrived more than a month ahead of schedule.