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"That day, you went somewhere else before coming to the city wall. I asked Nana, and she said you left when the horn was blown for the first time."
Nightingale sat on Anna's bed, looking at the quiet woman.
Anna looked at Nightingale, without saying anything, but her tightly pursed lips had already expressed her inner unrest.
"Don't get me wrong, I may know why you survived the awakening day safely." Nightingale pointed her finger at her eyes. "I can see the flow of magic. On the night of your awakening, I saw something in your lower abdomen. Let me be frank, there is something in your uterus that neutralized the violent magic and made your magic quickly stabilize. And those things, I confirmed when I changed your clothes, are semen."
After hearing this, Anna showed a surprised expression, but then she showed a bitter smile.
"Yes, it was semen. My magic power went wild when I was walking through the slums. At that time, there were three thieves who wanted to take advantage of the chaos. They filled my body with semen, and then my magic power stopped going wild, and then I rushed to the city wall."
"Where are those three people?" Nightingale's eyes became sharp. For Anna, she couldn't let these three people live.
"Don't worry, they have turned to ashes." Anna knew what Nightingale was worried about.
"Now that you mention it, I remember that when I was defiled by a man, my magic power was actually gradually stabilizing. It's just that I was..."
"Like a bitch."
"Like a bitch."
Anna heard Nightingale say the same words and asked in surprise, "Why?"
"Because... I am also a bitch. I will choose a single man every one or two days and have sex with him at night. My ability can ensure that I will not be exposed. I originally thought it was just because I was born a slut, but I didn't expect..." Nightingale also smiled bitterly, "Maybe witches are really cursed unclean people, otherwise why would such a thing happen..."
"In other words, semen is a substance that can stabilize magic, and witches will unconsciously crave semen out of instinct, and the extended lust can also achieve part of the effect, right?" Anna regained her composure and began to analyze.
"Yes, I was able to smoothly go through so many demonic months and awakening days because of my ability, which allowed me to find men safely, while other sisters could only hide, so most of them could not resist... If I had known that this could alleviate the magic riot, I could bring them semen, and so many sisters would not have died because of this..." Nightingale closed her eyes, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes.
But Anna expressed a different opinion: "Not necessarily. In the past days, I could feel that with the use and consumption of magic, even without semen, it also promoted the control of magic, but the effect was far less than... semen and lust."
"Then what are you going to do? Are you going to confess to His Highness?"
"No! No!" Anna's voice suddenly became louder, "You can't let His Highness know... No..."
"..." Nightingale knew Anna's mood. She was not like herself. She had been a bitch who had been ridden by thousands of people a long time ago. Since she could get her own happiness, she had to lend a hand to her. But what was the reason for this sour feeling in her heart?
"It's okay. I'll help you. You know my ability. I can even sneak with another person."
Nightingale stopped there, and Anna understood what she meant. She could sneak with another person, so that she could go out without being noticed, and she didn't have to worry about being discovered by Roland! Anna's eyes lit up.
"But before that, I have to go back to the mutual aid association. I want to bring them here."
"Okay, I... I will hold it in." Anna looked at Nightingale, but the burning and itchy belly was also reminding Anna that as her magic power continued to grow, this holding back might not be as easy as before.
Nightingale nodded to Anna and then disappeared.
The next day, Nightingale said goodbye to Roland.
"Although I don't know the reason, she is probably the first witch to survive the awakening day safely," Nightingale said before leaving. After following Roland for a long time, she also began to get used to using the word awakening to describe the transformation of witches. "I will bring the sisters of the Mutual Aid Association. I hope you can accept them when the time comes, just like you accepted Anna."
Roland was very happy about this. Anna alone had crossed the hot forging process and made the town see the dawn of the industrial age. What did a bunch of witches mean? Of course, considering the safety issue, he still tried to keep her, hoping that she would go to the Desperate Mountains after the Demonic Moon ended.
But Nightingale was obviously impatient. "This winter, many people will face this difficulty. If we can tell them the news earlier, maybe fewer people will leave us. Don't worry, ordinary evil beasts can't find my whereabouts."
"Then what about your awakening day, when is it?" Roland asked finally.
Nightingale jumped on the horse, "At the end of winter and the beginning of spring," she waved her hand, leaving the prince with a back view, "Don't worry about me, the pain has become less and less in recent years."
This answer made Roland thoughtful.
He had also been thinking about why Anna was able to pass the awakening day so smoothly. After all, Anna said afterwards that she had not felt any pain at all, which completely overturned Nightingale's concept - the witch's power came from the devil, and the saying that she was an evil unclean was due to this. The tragic scene of blood evaporating and skin charring at the time of death became an irreversible proof of the power of corruption.
However, Roland had never thought about this at the beginning.
He searched through the memories of the four princes and found no evidence that there were true gods or devils in this world. Since power is not given by God, it should not be regarded as a standard for distinguishing good from evil. In fact, even if those gods frequently interfered in the mortal world, it was the believers who chose their own camps first, and then they were given divine power, not the other way around.
According to Nightingale's description, witches are a gathering of magic power. Could it be that the container itself was damaged because the magic power had nowhere to be released? Roland felt that this possibility was very high. Witches were hostile and suppressed by most people, so they would inevitably choose to hide their abilities, pretend to be normal people, and live in fear. This resulted in them having few opportunities to use magic before adulthood.
Roland certainly didn't think that his castle was a good place for Feng Shui. He asked Anna and learned that she had experienced unbearable pain before. If there was anything different this year, it was that she had used this power almost every day since she came to the castle.
And Nightingale's final answer vaguely confirmed his guess - the invisibility ability would not attract attention even if it was often used. In addition, she had been forced to train this ability, and now she used it even more recklessly, so the backlash of the awakening day had little effect on her.
After returning to the castle, Roland immediately strengthened the training of Nanawa. If there were no casualties on the defense line, various small animals must be treated. If this guess can be confirmed through Nanawa, it will mean a world-shaking change for the witch, and the devil's curse will become a gift from God. As long as he can ensure that his territory is open to witches, witches will gather here in an endless stream.
In any case, after this wave, everything is back on track.
Roland began to speed up the production of Steam Engine No. 2, which was also a process for Anna to familiarize herself with her new ability.
A shed was built in the backyard of the castle again, but this time it was to protect against wind and snow. As an experimental base, he felt it was safer to build it on his own land.
According to Nightingale, after a witch reaches adulthood, her abilities will stabilize and she may develop new abilities. He has not seen Anna's new abilities yet, but her use of fire is completely different from before.
No, whether it can be called fire is still a question... Roland thought that if the previous fire was still within the scope of common sense, the current emerald flame is no longer something that common sense can explain.
He named it Heart Fire.
Because it can exist independently without Anna, and change its form under the influence of Anna's will. Just like what she is doing now a small flame stands on an iron plate two meters away from her, swaying slightly back and forth, as if greeting her.
But Roland knows that it is Anna who is controlling it. Normally, it can maintain a temperature close to body temperature.
Only when Anna wants to raise the temperature will it instantly raise the temperature to a higher point, and the color will change from emerald green to dark green. Similarly, it can also change from a flame to a large cluster of flames, and can also move slowly at a slower speed.
Unfortunately, it can never leave Anna too far. After repeated tests, as long as it is more than five meters away, the Heart Fire will disappear.
Another feature of the Heart Fire is that Anna can summon multiple flames - but now she can only barely operate two at the same time.
The nearest border is calm. Demonic beasts still appear outside the city wall one after another, but there are no hybrids, and it is difficult for ordinary demonic beasts to break through the defense line. As Roland said, the strong ones become stronger, the fast ones become faster, but they are still just beasts. Such a large section of the wall was led to the middle section, so that the militia with only more than a hundred people could handle it.
So in addition to the daily routine inspections, Roland has a lot of time to spend on construction.
He has marked out a piece of land in the south of the castle and planned to use it as a residence for the witches after they arrive. As an investor in the project, he appointed Carl as the person in charge to build a batch of double-story brick houses here. At the same time, we must consider issues such as beautiful and reasonable layout, convenient entry and exit, and fast drainage, and strive to make it a template community.
He also considered whether to disperse the witches to the new and old urban areas and live together with the townspeople, but later thought about it and gave up this plan. Although doing so would help accelerate the people's understanding of witches, once something goes wrong before the misunderstanding is completely resolved, the consequences may be irreparable. After all, witches only have a certain influence in the militia.
Moreover, Roland cannot guarantee that the witches brought by Nightingale are all pure and harmless - most of them have suffered the pain and suffering of the world, and I am afraid they can no longer be described as pure. Witches like Anna and Nanawa will only be a very small part of them.
Therefore, centralized living is also convenient for centralized management. Relevant regulations and rules must be formulated before they arrive. Roland has no experience to refer to in this regard. After all, he is neither a relevant staff member of the National Security Bureau's Superpower Office nor the founder of the Avengers. Who would know how to manage a group of superpowers! He had to temporarily set up a basic system according to the personnel management methods of general enterprises, and then slowly cross the river by feeling the stones.
Roland certainly knew that this plan was full of loopholes, but as a pioneer, who else could do it if he didn't do it? Hiding in this border town with his tail between his legs, it might take decades to barely reach the threshold of industrialization, but he was not a Taoist who cultivated immortality, so how many decades could he have?
If he wanted to lead the times and stand at the forefront of reform, he must have an adventurous spirit.
Just as he was recording these ideas on parchment one by one, Barov pushed open the door and walked in.
He shook off the snow on his body, saluted the prince and said, "Your Highness, the envoy from Changsong Fortress is here.