The New Civilization of Witches

Chapter 128: The Pill Test

“He took out the sword of Judgment Soldiers, stabbed Faria and split the Judgement Soldier into two pieces. The blade is broken into several parts. However, his whistle had warned the entire monastery, there were many people rushing to the scene with oil lamps. He put on Faria's clothes and took the weapon from the Judgement Soldier and walked towards the guard alone. ”

“I sat in a room full of bloody bodies and I returned to myself after staring blankly for a while. One of the dead was in charge of the keys of every entrance of the monastery, I took out the keys from the clothes. scattered on the side and retrieved the God Retaliation Stone from their bodies at the same time.Although I don't know what use the stone used to be, I just thought with its translucent appearance, I'm, it can be sold at a good price. The priests, guards, and Judgment Army of the monastery were looking for him. I almost got to the side door of the hidden backyard without any obstruction. Fortunately, after trying almost every key, I opened the door and left the convent.”

After that, I only managed to sell one stone and the rest were robbed. I wandered around and finally stopped in Seawindshire because it only depended on the 10 silver royals I had. I woke up as a witch in the winter after two years. “Wendy stop.” This is my whole story. ”

Nightingale held Wendy's hand and was silent for a while before she said. “How about the girl from the ritual class?”

“He may have escaped or maybe he will die. Afterwards, I heard that the church declared that there was a fire in the monastery and it was closed. No one cared where exactly all the girls went. They were all abandoned. ”

Nightingale sighed and hugged Wendy. “Now you have us. Sleep, Wendy.”

After some time, Wendy replied, “Uh ..”

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Roland yawned as he walked to the office the next day. He found Nightingale sadly sitting beside the table and waiting for him.

“Hah, what happened?”

“Have you heard about Awesome?” he asked in a deep voice.

After Roland shook his head, Nightingale repeated the story Wendy told him the night before. He said, “It is difficult to imagine that a teenage girl can easily behead a fully armed member of the Court Army if she is not awakened.”

“A magician who cannot be controlled by the Stone of God's Retaliation ..” Roland pondered for a moment after hearing his story and he remembered the categorization he made for the magician's abilities. “Could she be a self-reinforcing witch?”

“Self ... What?”

Roland took out a piece of paper from the drawer and handed it to her. “I made a basic classification based on the type of magic you use. As a self-reinforcing magician, he would consume magic the entire time to transform himself, and his magic would not be affected by the God's Stone of Retaliation. Although an ordinary magician's physical quality would be enhanced according to his magic content, it was more prominent in self-reinforcing witches. If I understand correctly, Scroll should be the Incredible in the eyes of the church. ”

“Scroll?” Nightingale surprised. “But he..”.

“But he's not good at fighting, right?” Roland said with a smile, “The classification is not determined by strength, nor is it entirely true because it is just my personal idea and speculation. A self-reinforcing witch can really cause a lot of trouble for the church. Without the restrictions of the God's Stone of Retaliation, he could selectively kill the Judgment Army, or single-handedly destroy churches in small towns. However the power of one person was still limited, and the resurrection of the self-reinforcing magician should be less than the other two types, otherwise the witch would hunt the church in return. ” Although it was easy for him to say it, Roland had a bit of unease, thinking of the red and black pills.

There were only a few Overwhelming ones, but should there have been at least a dozen of them during the past century? As long as there are two or three types of self-reinforcement, it can disconnect the church. For example, the church will focus all its energy on the Hermes line of defense to clean up church facilities in other cities without hindrance. They can destroy churches, priests, and priestesses all at once. The number of believers in the church will be greatly reduced after a few years.

However, other than the Extraordinary Witch that Wendy had encountered, Roland had never heard of any other incident of witches attacking the church and even the monastery that Wendy used to occupy was destroyed by a huge fire, and no one knew the girls' whereabouts.

“After all, we must first test the effect of the pills.”

Thinking about that, Roland called the guard standing outside the door to pick up a prisoner and look for Carter.

Test fields were set outside the city walls.

But as a precaution, Roland had arranged for the four First Army groups to surround the test grounds and they were armed.

Besides Roland and Nightingale on the city wall, Anna and Nana were also standing there. As long as there was no God's Stone of Retaliation, Anna's green flames were enough to protect her safety and Nana could provide the most effective treatment.

“Is everything okay?” Roland leaned over and asked Carter who was stretching his muscles and bones, “Don't underestimate the opponent.”

“Do not worry, Your Majesty,” Carter put on his helmet and said, “Your Knight Head did not get his name without anything. And, since the opponent only uses a wooden sword, it is impossible to hurt me.”

The trial object was a murder and robbery prisoner who was sentenced to death, and Roland disliked the redemption of death after doing a good deed. He directly informed the prisoner that his family would be awarded five gold royals as a reward if he sacrificed himself for the test. The prisoner hesitated for a moment and agreed.

Carter even advised the opponent to be armored and armed with an iron sword to have a fair duel with him, but Roland refused without hesitation. If the perpetrators of the death penalty were armed with sharp weapons, the risk would increase exponentially. If the head of the knight's head was beheaded, Nana would not be able to revive it. As for not wearing armor, it was only to test the pain tolerance of the black pill.

After the inmate took both pills, his facial expression quickly changed, blue veins appeared on his forehead and arms, his skin looked deep red and he was panting. He grabbed the wooden sword and dashed towards the head of the knight who was quietly waiting, at a speed comparable to that of a running wolf. Wherever he stepped, he left a small hole, and the ground under his feet was trampled into several small holes.

Carter looked a little surprised, but still calmly took a step to the side and sliced with his sword. This trick can force the opponent to change direction, or the blade will cut through his ribs.

His opponent was merely an assassin who had never undergone any combat training except for his strength. It was no wonder that he was thrown into the air with the very side of his chest open with blood flowing out. His injury was enough to affect half of his body, but he looked unconcerned and pounced towards the knight's head. Carter used the same trick, but with a slight change this time, as they passed by each other, the prisoner alone pointed the wooden sword towards the knight. In general, the awkward posture should not be threatening, but the knight's head saw a shadow when the wooden sword was swept away, and he subconsciously blocked with his sword. A powerful blow forced him to take two steps back, while his wooden sword also broke.

“You are quite strong,” Carter swung his arm and said, “Give him a sword again, come again.”

The prisoner did not catch the wooden sword thrown at him, but instead suddenly turned around and ran towards the forest. Its speed was increased to a level where it was hard to match by an ordinary human, as fast as a galloping horse. He crossed his arms in front of his body and directly hit the soldier who was preparing to shoot. The soldier cried out miserably and was thrown into the air. At this moment, another soldier pulled the trigger. His blood flowed out of his body, yet it did not slow him down. He ran so fast out of the circle that it was over 10 meters away in a few breaths.

“Do not let him escape,” cried Carter, “Take my horse!”

Before Carter got on his horse, the prisoner was suddenly startled and looked into his stomach in disbelief — there was a wide open horizontal wound on his stomach and his boiling hot intestines came out.

He slowly turned around and saw that a woman dressed in white, holding a silver glowing dagger had appeared behind him without him noticing.