Release that Witch Chapter 860: The respective journeys

When the last statistical form was handed over to Barov, Prime Minister released a long breath waved to his subordinates, "Go on."

"Yes."

The latter bowed his head respectfully, closing the office door when he left.

There is only one old Prime Minister left in the room.

He opened the drawer, took out more than ten forms from it, spread them flat on the table, and folded the latest one, making the whole simultaneously flat.

In this way, all the materials needed for the Your Majesty to go out for battle will be available.

Barov rubbed these papers lightly, as if touching the young and smooth skin of a girl. The rows above the numbers looked like complex passwords to ordinary people, but in his eyes, they were wonderful movements.

In just a week and a half, the Neverwinter City has completed a large-scale logistics transfer, whether it is grain or gold royal, more than any previous mission. Through the plan and statistics table, he can see a boat of wheat moving along the inland river to Northern Lands, and he can also hear the pleasant sound of the spilled gold royal colliding with each other.

This feeling makes him intoxicated, difficult to extricate himself.

If you want to name your movement, there is no doubt that only "power" is the most appropriate.

Now this power lies in his hands and let him play.

After three years of accumulation, the strength accumulated by Neverwinter City has reached an unbelievable level. It is not just the army, but all aspects. When he was a Minister of Finance assistant at the old Kingdom Capital, he had a certain understanding of the financial situation of Greycastle. It was because of this that he understood how amazing the Roland Wimbledon's achievements were.

The natural resource flowing into Neverwinter City is probably comparable to other Greycastle cities.

Unfortunately, no one can share this joy with him.

Barov took off the unilateral glasses and glanced at the empty table opposite.

People who can understand these numbers and experience the comfort from it are estimated that there is only Pearl of the Northern Lands in the entire City Hall. Sometimes he can often feel that the other person is the same person as him.

However, this regret disappears in a blink of an eye. Compared to the exclusive power, nothing can be left.

He stood up, went to the window, and found a strange coin in his arms, spreading it flat in his palm. Under the sunlight of late spring, the "mountain" pattern engraved on the surface of the coins shone.

This is the Cooperation Association emblem found in the Western Region forest three years ago.

He kept it secretly, originally thinking that when Church broke into Western Region, he used feudal lord as evidence of collusion with witch in exchange for his own security. But now, this emblem has become his lucky charm.

Your Majesty of witch is evil? Of course not, evil is the guy who was knocked down by Your Majesty. They have no power but hold the high position. This is the biggest crime. Even Devil in the Wilderness is not as abominable as them.

Fortunately, this situation will not be too long.

Although Your Majesty's final decision to advance the attack on Dawn will make him expect to arrive later, but he has waited for more than two decades, so why wait another year?

Greycastle should be managed by more capable people.

When Your Majesty unites the kingdom, the day when he becomes king, he will also climb to the peak of power.

Barov can't help laughing with a beard.

"I ’m here for today ’s test. Are you ready for luggage?" Agatha asked, "Tomorrow is the day of set off, do n’t leave anything behind."

"I don't have any extra clothes or items to carry." Isabella shook his head, calmly answer. Neverwinter City's life is simpler than she imagined. Except for repeatedly exerting the ability of God stone to let ice witch observe the records, the rest of the time can be controlled by her own, as long as she does not leave the diplomatic building then it will be alright. Neither harassment nor humiliation, the relationship between witch and Pure One is quite different. Sometimes she even feels that Agatha treats her like her other witch, with little difference.

"Yes," she added after she said, "Last time ... thank you for telling me."

"Are you saying Church's news?" Agatha shrugged. "If it was me, I would also think about going back and seeing it, whether it's farewell or broken. But don't talk about that now, you can go on the road like this. No ... it's my negligence, I didn't realize that you have been wearing the same suit. "She put down her notebook, frowned and walked to Isabella, grabbed her sleeves and touched," It's all white here, and it's still winter clothes, When the weather gets hot, are you going to suffocate in it? "

"That's nothing." Isabella wanted to say that he had undergone more rigorous training, but after thinking about it, he swallowed the second half of the sentence.

"This expedition is not a matter of a month or two. Not to mention whether there are conditions on the road for you to wash your clothes every day, even your companions can't stand it." Agatha said indiscriminately, "while still having time , I'll take you to the convenience market and pick some clothes that fit well. "

The companion in the other's mouth told her a little stunned, and she silently for a moment before she said, "But ... I have no money."

She is the one who atones. Naturally, she won't get a salary every month like the members of Witch Union.

"I have then it will be alright," Agatha said indifferently, "when I borrow yours."

"But I have five years ..."

"Compared to the hundreds of years of Taqila waiting, five years is a short time, isn't it?" ice witch interrupted. "The War of Divine Will after that may not be so easy to end, you will not always be like this, unless You hope so. "She reached out her hand," So what are you hesitating about? "

Isabella does not have answer, she suddenly feels that the setting sun shooting out of the window come in is a bit harsh.

In the golden afterglow, Agatha's body gradually faded away, leaving only the hand that was handed over.

She lowered her head and held each other's palm.

At that moment, the sunlight seemed to be connected with her.

"I follow you, does it really matter?" Anna lay in the arms of Roland, and asked with blue eyes blinking in the lake.

He was busy setting up God Punishment Witches a while ago. The two-person world like this has not enjoyed it for a long time. Because of this, after a long night, the two still whispered and seemed to want to make up for what they owed before.

"It's been so long preparing, it doesn't matter if you rest," Roland stroked her smooth back. "Furthermore, this expedition is not all about combat, and the propaganda is also a very important thing, such as mixing up in front of everyone When you are familiar with something, it ’s not easy to have a good woman with you when you attend the banquet. "

Anna whispered, and buried her head in embarrassment. By the bright moonlight, Roland saw a touch of red on her cheek.

With her cleverness, she can clearly understand the meaning of these words.

Playing on the official occasion as a female companion of King is a statement in itself.

"I once said that one day, all the subjects of Greycastle will know your name, even if you are witch." He said seriously.

Anna did n’t ask “Will it be bad to do this” or “What if everyone objected”, but after a while of silence, replied in the same serious tone, “Even if I ’m witch, I also want to be with you, no matter what situation you will encounter in the future. "

Roland raised her mouth, this answer really is her usual style.

"Yeah, that's all right."

...

The next day, the dock side of Neverwinter City was crowded, and the cement ships carrying First Army and combat preparation materials lined up in a column and slowly left the Scarlet Water River bank.

The H.M.S. Roland is at the forefront of the fleet. At the top of this flagship, the high tower pistol flag, which symbolizes the Greycastle royal family, flutters in the wind, attracting everyone's attention. Everyone at Neverwinter City knows that when their feudal lord returns again, they will become the only king of this land.

I don't know who shouted the first blessing first, and then the whole dock resounded the same voice.

Thunder like a thunder sky, like a horn of departure

Long live the cries of the crowd, the war has begun.