The New Civilization of Witches

The New Civilization of Witches
Chapter 134: Morning Light



First, Roland recorded Prius' future treatment on paper, then he put down a quill pen and rubbed his sore neck.


Moments later, Nightingale's voice sounded from behind, “Your Majesty, do you want me to help you relax?”


“There are still more than 30 other prisoners I have to deal with, maybe later.” Roland smiled and nodded disapprovingly, he instead picked up the bell placed at the side of his desk and rang it a few times. The earlier he completed these tasks, the faster he could begin the Border Town Public Education task. After seeing Anna's new abilities, she was now filled with hope for the future.


The next person brought into the hall by his bodyguards was a tall man and Roland's first impression of him was that he looked unusually handsome. He was not too far away compared to Carter, who had the face of a male god. Of course, in Roland's eyes he instantly got a negative point for his good looks. After looking at the list, he asked, “Ferlin Eltek?” But there were differences between him and others, behind his name there were also additional comments, so Roland read further, “Head of the Lion Knight, Morning Light, First Knight in the Western Region… you have many titles. ”


“Ya, Your Highness.” Ferlin admitted, at the same time kneeling.


“I think people like you, Lion Head will be in the first row during the attack,” Roland raised his eyebrows. “How can you survive?”


“I hid inside the row deep behind,” Knight admits, “During your control over your horse and the size of the step is pretty good, you can let it look like you are in a full sprint, whereas, , You don't ‘ t increase its speed. ”


Roland never expected that he would get such an easy answer, he thought that the other party would try to find an excuse to cover up their own fear of battle, he thought that the other party would try to find an excuse to cover up their own fear of battle, hiding the fact that they had escaped. It seemed that this matter was not as simple as he thought.


Sure, enough, the knight quickly explained his behavior further: “On the morning of the third day of your pursuit, in other words, on the day of the Duke's death, I have stood by his side, I have stood by his side, trying to find an opportunity to kill him, but he still had many guards by his side, who surrounded him tightly. So, I did not find the right opportunity to start my assault, but fortunately, your troops can eventually kill him, ”as long as he tells his story he lowered his head. Your Majesty, I thank you for what you did, so wherever you will send me, I will give my best. ”


The last sentence could almost be seen as a plea for loyalty, Roland was startled for a moment, when he finally calmed down, he said: “Stand and explain further to me, in the end, what happened between you and Duke ? ”


“As you command, Your Majesty. My wife, Irene, was originally a civilian who worked in the famous theater in the stronghold. We met each other at a lucky meeting and we soon fell in love. I hoped to marry her, but my father and mother did not support the marriage. So, I had to leave the territory, and rent a room on the farm near the fort. It was also where we had our wedding. However, shortly after we got married, Irene finally got the chance for her first formal appearance. ” Speaking up here, Knight's voice became smaller, “Duke also watched the drama and immediately liked it, Duke also, and it didn't take long before he broke into our room and attacked Irene while I was on a mission. .


“It took me a long time before I finally made him tell me what really happened, and when I heard it, I wanted to find Duke and hold him accountable for what he did, but Irene knelt down and begged me not to do it. Deep down, I also know that if I try to do something, my chances of success are not very high. Even if I could kill him, I would never be able to escape the hands of his personal bodyguard, and Irene would most likely be the object of revenge for the Duke's heir. With no other choice left for me, I can only hold my mind to revenge, until he decides to go march against Border Town.


“Although I couldn't take revenge personally, but now Irene could finally fall asleep without having to worry about someone going into her room at night. For me it is also a heavy burden that is now finally lifted from my heart, so let me say thank you once again. ”


So that's what happened. Roland tapped out with a quill pen on the table, the mark he had previously agreed with Nightingale, telling him to check if the other party had lied. Immediately he could feel how Nightingale pinched her left shoulder blade, which indicated that the other party had told her the truth.but this clasp was a bit too loud, leaving Roland slightly jolted. “Can you read and write?”


“Uh ..” Now it's time for Ferlin to be surprised, showing that he obviously can't follow the Prince's line of thought, “I can.”


“Then I will announce my verdict now,” Roland gave him the same choice as he gave to Prius, “.... what is your choice?”


“Your Majesty, do you not want me to fight for you? Whether it's a solitary equestrian duel or a group fight, I – ”


“No, I don't,” sidelines Roland, “there are no nobles in my army, and in the future, I won't recruit a single one of them. They're fully armed civilian soldiers, and you alone, for the rest of your life, you'll never get another chance to pick up a weapon. ”


“Ya so?” Ferlin was silent for a long time before he finally nodded, “I understand, therefore, I chose to become a teacher.”


“Wait, Your Majesty, I beg you to let me ask your help,” Ferlin, however, do not go. “What do you mean other knights, as long as they can't become teachers, the only option left for them is to work in the mine for twenty years?


“Just like I said.”


“Your Majesty.. I have a man named Harlon, he is an experienced and old knight, but he cannot read. Can I pay him with the gold royals, so he won't be sent to the mine? ”


“Of course not,” Roland directly disagree, “if you can redeem your crime with money, you will only return to the fortress.”


“But he's almost fifty years old, and a job like this where he didn't get to see the light today will only destroy his body.”


“He is not strong enough to mine, but he can still attack Border Town? Moreover, my ore mine is not a dark coal mine as you might imagine. I also have a steam engine, which helps in pumping and transportation and the staff even have a fixed vacation, don't you think that's good enough? Roland took the bell, ready to call the next prisoner.


“Sir!” Ferlin became panicked and once again knelt down. “My family has a treasure map, which is at least four hundred years old and I am willing to use it to buy its freedom.”


“Treasure map with an age of more than four hundred years.” The Prince becomes unsure, the, “Are you sure that it wasn't one of your ancestors who took charcoal and casually drew a map to persuade the younger generation?


“No, it was not written in charcoal or ink,” the knight shook his head. Then he put his hand over his head as if trying to recall the image. “I cannot tell you from what material it is made. The lines are very smooth, smooth, and pliable, and have been kept in our basement for decades, but the images and text show no signs of discoloration. My father told me that it was passed down from generation to generation and that it described the location of a treasure. It had to be hidden deep in the Northwest Forest of Concealment, but to get there you had to cross past the Desolate Land, so for us it was impossible to go there.


Roland tapped the quill pen once more onto the table, and once again Nightingale pinched her left side.


“Well, even if what you say is the truth, there is still the problem that this treasure map should be hidden in the basement of your family home. You have given up your inheritance rights, and I'm afraid they won't be willing to see you again. ”


“What you say is the truth,” he firmly nodded, “But I have fully memorized the contents of the image, the pattern above and the text that I can roughly describe”.


“Then draw it for me,” Roland pushed his quill pen and paper onto the table towards him. “If what you say is true, I can make an exception for your request.”


“Your Highness is too good.” Ferlin went to the table and began to draw a treasure map.


It was true, Morning Light was not only good at fighting; no, he was also talented in painting and calligraphy. Immediately, a rough topographic map appeared in front of Roland.


The map actually showed the area behind the Unpassable Mountain Range, the bottom right corner of the map occupied by the mountains. Then around the middle, he drew an equilateral triangle, and all three corners pointed to different places. One corner ended at the foot of the North Slope, and the other corner pointed to a hexagonal star sign inside the Forest of Concealment, which was most likely a location called a treasure.


However, Roland's attention was fully fixed on the third knot of the triangle, pointing to the middle of the Wild Land, above the mountain peak in the shape of a sawtooth, stood the word: “Taqila.”