Roland had heard Tassa report the details before meeting the new witch.

He didn't expect that Tilly Wimbledon, who had been missing for a long time, became the leader of another witch organization, and even took the lead in him to summon most of the witches in the Gray Castle King. What's even more unbearable is that she actually wants to extend her claws to her territory now.

I heard from Nightingale that the witch in front of me was an extraordinary person, and her ability was probably more combat-oriented.

Any extraordinary person deserves to be treated with caution, so when she received the ashes in the office, in addition to the invisible nightingale, Roland also stood beside him. At the desk, there were several extremely thin black fires that formed a wall that the naked eye could not detect. As long as she dared to rush up, she would be divided into several segments by these thin lines.

When the enhanced witches did not wear the Divine Punishment Stone, they did not have the advantage in the witch civil war, but once they wore the stone, they had unrestricted destructive power. Fortunately, the Divine Stone was hated by most witches, and Ash probably considered this. When they came to the border town to win over the witches, they did not carry the church's iconic items.

"Your witch? Stop being arrogant. They are all living people, not your personal belongings!" Ashes said coldly.

Roland was choked at all. After traveling through time, he felt the dilemma of a failure of verbal failure for the first time. He was used to talking about my subordinates, my people, and the like, but now he was criticized by unexpected democratic remarks, which made him extremely embarrassed. Although according to the convention of this era, the lord had no problem with the people or things in the territory, but now he emphasized this in front of Nightingale and Anna that it was purely a low emotional intelligence and was brought into the trap by the other party.

So he coughed twice and said, "I have never thought so before. They stayed in the town for their own wishes, and I believe this is their best destination. As for the fjord place you mentioned, let alone the cross-sea trip itself is very dangerous. The fjord climate is unpredictable and has been attacked by storms and tsunamis all year round. It is not a suitable place to live at all."

"But at least there, the power of the church is very small. The witches can transform their homes with their own strength and fight against natural disasters, but they cannot fight against the church with the Stone of God's Punishment, let alone the Soldiers of God." Ashes said mercilessly, "Do you know how stupid you did? The spreading news will only lure the church to come to you. I am forbidden to say that you have no way to fight against the Soldiers of God. Letting the witches leave your territory is the right way to avoid tragedy."

Roland had heard Wendy tell the information about the Divine Punishment Army before, and he knew that using power to convince the other party was more effective than any words. Of course, he could ignore the Ashes, but in this way, it would be equivalent to completely giving up fighting for Tilly and Wimbledon's witch. Although he had little hope, he still wanted to give up.

"Can you fight against several divine punishment troops at the same time?" he asked.

Ashes looked a little puzzled, but in the end she stretched out three fingers, "I can still handle the three of them."

"Then let's fight," Roland sat upright and said seriously. "Let the results of the competition tell you whether I could have won the Divine Punishment Army."

"What did you say?" Ashes were stunned for a moment, and a different expression finally appeared on his cold face.

"A fair competition, one-on-one," he said word by word, "If I can defeat you head-on, it proves that I have the ability to resist the church, right?"

Ashes showed you crazy expression, "You and me? Or... do you want the witches to play?"

"Of course it's not me, nor is it a witch. The Divine Punishment Army must have a Divine Punishment Stone," Roland smiled, "Your opponent is an ordinary knight."

Although it is a pity that they cannot play in person, the opponent is an extraordinary witch with great combat power. From Wendy's description, it can be seen that one or two of them are alone in the monastery and can escape under the pursuit of several divine punishment armies. Even empty-handed or wooden swords can exert extraordinary lethality. The actual combat effectiveness of the revolver remains to be investigated. For safety reasons, he decided to hand over this glorious task to Carter. If he had an ak47 in his hand, he would have to go on any of it.

"Ordinary Knight..." Ashes' expression regained its initial indifference, "If I win, will you let the witch follow me?"

"Of course not, just like if you lose, I can't let Tilly bring all the witches she summoned to bring to the border town, right?"

"Then what's the point of this duel?"

"It's not a duel, it's a competition," Roland corrected, "the meaning is to let you know that I'm not powerless to resist when facing the teachings. And if you lose, you will naturally remember that if you can't stay in the fjord, there is still a borderland in the western border that can provide a place for witches to live. Of course, if you win, you will at least be more persuasive when persuading Wendy and the others, right?"

"I can't lose," said Ash, "Call your knight now."

"Not now," Roland waved his hand. "After a week, I will be ready for the test. During this week, you can live in the castle and experience the life of the town with the witch. Maybe you will take back your previous views."

"..." She looked at the prince for a long time before nodding, "Maybe they will change their views and leave the border town with me."

Roland shrugged.

Just as she turned around and walked to the door, he suddenly stopped him, "Wait... Have I seen you somewhere?"

Although I was sure that I had never seen this face, from the figure behind me, I felt inexplicably familiar. Roland recalled a little, and this sense of familiarity seemed to come from... the royal palace.

"Didn't your guard tell you?" She didn't look back. "If Tilly hadn't stopped me, I'm afraid you would have only one hand left when you were in the palace."

After the office door was closed, Nightingale appeared and whistled, "Have you touched her butt, too?"

"What?" Roland was stunned, "I don't remember that there was such a person in the palace. And what did he mean to touch it?"

Nightingale made a lip shape, and he knew that it was Tyr. Although he had indeed touched the maid's butt, he was afraid that someone would see the flaws. As usual, he could touch it! I haven't even bothered with you about peeping!

"Ahem," Anna interrupted the conversation between the two, "Are you really sure to let the Knight defeat the extraordinary witch? If it fails, it may affect the confidence of other witches in you."

Fortunately, Anna's expression still looked calm, and Roland breathed a sigh of relief, "Although her enhanced witch is not affected by the Divine Punishment Stone, she still fights with her own physical functions. Compared to the continuous heating weapons that can shoot quickly, the limitations of her body are always too great. I think the chance of winning is at least 70%.
Chapter completed!