The New Civilization of Witches

Chapter 78: Accompanying

Wendy opened her eyes and found an unknown ceiling above her.

The ceiling is made of gray brick, and has spider webs hanging from wooden beams along with non-lit chandeliers.

Slowly, the scene changed from blurred to clear until he could see every detail of it.

It was not a cold stone roof or a narrow tent, he thought, right, half a month ago we were forced to leave the Witch Cooperation Association.

Who knows, perhaps under the leadership of the Way they had found the Sacred Mountain?

He took a deep breath. Although it was not as clean and fresh as the air inside the cave, the warm air and comfortable atmosphere made it very comfortable.

Her body was wrapped in soft silk and velvet and placed on a mattress of several layers of soft cotton blankets, so when she lay down, she slightly sunk into it.

Even if he stretched his entire body, his toes would not be visible.

She felt a little guilty because she did not want to do anything other than stay in bed.

Even so, he had only stayed here for half a month but here his heart was at peace, something he had not felt for a long time. Inside the castle, no matter how late at night, no one would disturb him.

For example, at this time. Wendy turned her head and looked out the window, seeing that the sky was still gray, even somewhat dazzling.

It was probably 10 in the morning. In the last years of his wandering, he had never been able to sleep well.

He would be awakened by any small sound.

He even had to prepare food for the rest of the day before dawn for fear.

All the time they had to live in fear that the church might find their current existence.

Also, no one could guarantee that they would outlive their next Devil Bite.

Even as long as they walked through the Unpassable Mountains, he was always busy doing chores.

He would help dry food or spices, by drying the laundry of his sister who worked together, or cleaning the camp and so on ...

Even so, Wendy didn't mind doing it. Every time he saw his sister smile, he felt very happy.

But now, living such a lazy life, he found that he himself could not help but enjoy such a life.

No, I can't be this sad anymore. He patted her on the cheek to motivate himself to crawl out of bed.

After all, when she lived in a church convent, the nuns often warned that the lazy person would not receive God's blessings and protection.

In a moment, I will go to the garden and practice my wind control.

By the way, whenever he remembered that the Prince had asked him to practice his magic, he could not help but laugh.

Such strange and eccentric requirements – for example, after he saw his ability, he told him that he wished he could blow the wind with a distance of more than ten meters.

However, there had never been any effective magic power at such a distance. When he told her he couldn't do it, she wasn't angry.

Instead, he came up with a strange idea: he had to stand on a bench, and use his strength to go up and down.

When Wendy tried it, she found that it was really worth it. Looking at the test results, His Majesty was very satisfied, so besides asking him to practice more, he also asked if he was afraid of heights.

Just as Nightingale had said, Roland Wimbledon was an elusive person, but he was also a prince who cared deeply for us witches.

Thinking of this, Wendy gently sighed. There really is a Prince who does not hate witches! Dear mentor, you are wrong!

When she put on her clothes, she felt that the clothes were rather small around her chest area –

despite this, Wendy was already used to this kind of strange outfit, she just wanted to look for a needle to change its size, but before she could, someone knocked on her door.

"Get in" said Wendy.

It turned out that Nightingale who opened the door and entered, made Wendy a little surprised, but Wendy smiled and said,

“Is His Majesty still in bed?

Otherwise, you should not have free time to visit me.”

"What are you talking about?

Ah, I wasn't by his side all day.”

Nightingale said, embarrassed, as she lifted her basket,

"I brought you breakfast." Usually, the waiter is the one responsible for delivering breakfast.

Moreover, after sleeping, Nightingale often accompanied the Prince chatting, so it was a bit difficult to see him at all.

Wendy smiled from the bottom of her heart, I just woke up, but she was already here to deliver food, she must have slipped a few times already.

"Now say, what's up?" ask Wendy

while taking a cheese sandwich out of the basket and putting it in his mouth.

"Yes ..." Nightingale came and put herself on the bed,

"Today Nana will pass ... that day." Wendy was speechless, as this was Nana's first time through Demon's Bite, it wouldn't be as hard

Wendy put the basket on the bedside table and went over to Nightingale's side, patting her on the shoulder to comfort her and telling her,

“Didn't His Majesty say that as long as we release our magic every day, we will be able to minimize our suffering? ”

"But it's just speculation." Nightingale contrary.

“At least it sounds very reasonable,” replied Wendy,

“Didn't Anna safely go through it?

Even so, it was the most difficult Demon's Bite, it was the day of his maturity, yet he was unharmed.

It's exactly as you can see with your own eyes.”

he paused for a moment, then asked,

"Where is Nana?"

“Currently she is in Medical Center,”

When it came to this, Nightingale's mouth was almost open, though,

“I heard that his father, Sir Pyne had bought a large number of rabbits from the hunters, who had been sent to the Medical Hospital.

Center so he can keep practicing until tomorrow.”

“He has an excellent father,” exclaimed Wendy a little envious,

“I can't remember a time when I was a child .. It was a very strange thing, as if my memory was a blank sheet.

No father, no mother, the first thing I remember, was I stayed at the convent.”

“Looks like I'm a little luckier than you.”

Nightingale seductively exclaimed.

"Well, you're really lucky." Wendy sat down beside Nightingale and hugged her, asking her,

"Are you nervous?"

“...” For a moment, Nightingale fell silent, but then she nodded gently.

Wendy certainly knew why the others were so tense.

Today was not only an important day for Nana, no, it was also a day where it could be a turning point in all the history of witches.

If Nana could survive this bite, it meant that the witches could completely cast aside the shadow of being a demon servant, turning Border Town into a

"Holy Mountain"

long sought after – may one day, all the witches will gather here.

They would be able to live a normal life no different from ordinary people, no longer having the need to wander around and try to avoid the Church's witch hunts.

“There is no point worrying about it, we just need to laze around all day and accompany Nana.”

"Lazes ... around?" Nightingale looked at Wendy in disbelief.

“Yes well, who told you to tell me the news so early?

It makes me nervous too,” Wendy just said,

“Because I'm not in the mood to practice, we can also use this time to visit Nana.

Isn't something like this written in the contract?

It's called paid leave.”

……

After dinner, Nana's room was full of – people Anna, Lightning, Nightingale, Wendy, of course also Nana's father, and Roland. Having to face the battle right away, Nana's face was filled with insecurity,

"Well .. do I have to die?"

"Of course not!" They all shake their heads.

"It's your first time, so the devil's bite won't be that powerful," Wendy grabbed his hand and spoke excitedly,

"Just put all your zest on the thought of surviving."

"It hurts, you broke my finger!" Sir Pyne held his daughter's hand,

"You've become so powerful during your time at the Medical Center, I, your father, am so proud of you."

The little girl nodded, letting her gaze wander into the crowd before finally focusing on Anna, who stepped forward and kissed her forehead,

"You'll make it, right?"

"Yes." Yeah."