Release that Witch - Chapter 419

[Chapter 412 Infiltrating]

The world is gray, whether it is the sky, the ground, or the ocean.

Although the central and southern area of Graycastle will not be covered by endless snow, it cannot avoid the influence of the evil moon. The sun cannot be seen above the head, and the gray clouds occupy the entire sky.

A pale mist rose from the ground, and buried all the soil, rocks, and forests, leaving only a black and gray mountain peak protruding from the clouds and mist, winding its way towards the southern tip of the mainland. This was also the target of Nightingale and his party.

When flying in the sky with Maggie, she deeply experienced how terrifying the unshielded cold wind is. Even wearing the special windproof clothes, scarves and cuffs given to her by His Royal Highness before departure could not resist the cold invasion.

Especially the ears and fingers will soon lose consciousness due to the low temperature, and they have to stop frequently to rest for a while, so the full-speed flight only takes half a day, and finally extends to the next day.

“We’re here,” Lightning moved closer to her.

Nightingale poked her head out, and saw that the mountain ridge under her feet had become much lower, as if it was sinking into the ground, and a city built against the mountain faintly floated in the mist. This should be their goal, Falling Dragon Ridge.

“Lets land,” she patted Maggie’s broad back, “be careful not to let others see it.”

“Aw!” Maggie nodded, folded her wings, and glides down.

Fog rushed towards their faces and quickly enveloped the three of them. It wasn’t until they landed that Nightingale realized that the visibility around them was astonishingly low. Almost fifty steps away was a haze, and it was difficult to discern what was in the distance.

This is good news for witches, at least it is not easy to be discovered.

After entering the mist, the world will show its true colors, and she is not worried about crashing into the arms of the Church’s Judgment Army because of the thick white mist.

“Just wait for me here,” Nightingale said, “It shouldn’t take long.”

“Your Highness asked me to provide vigilance in the air,” Lightning shook his head.

“Also ask me to be in charge of emergency contact, so as to prevent you from kidnapping the target!” Maggie re-transformed into a fat pigeon, squatting on top of the little girl’s head.

His Highness was making meaningless entrustments again, and Nightingale thought helplessly, “If that’s the case, then let’s go.”

The world instantly turned into black and white, and the fog disappeared or in other words, they changed into other forms, which could no longer hinder my observation.

Everything in front of me was suddenly very clear. The dark city wall appeared two hundred meters away, extending from the side of the mountain, connecting the city and the mountain like a hood.

Compared with the outer wall of Changsong Fortress, this stone wall is much shorter, and there are no guards standing guard at the top of the city.

Nightingale walked to the wall, easily found the entrance made of twisted lines, took a step forward, and was already behind the city wall.

The city is half smaller than the fortress, and the part that protrudes from the mountain wall is more like a small town.

But the main body of Falling Dragon Ridge is located among the rocks, and the lord’s castle is embedded on the mountainside, which can be seen from a distance.

After confirming that Lightning and Maggie entered the city, Nightingale walked straight towards the castle.

This job is no stranger to her, and she can even be called very good at it.

When coerced by old Glenn, sneaking into other noble mansions and castles is a common task. Most of these houses have the same structure, and the owner of the mansion always likes to set his room in the most central and spacious position.

At that time, she couldn’t freely penetrate the partition wall, so she could only hide her figure, carefully avoid possible traps and God’s Stone of Retaliation, and steal the letters and documents hidden in the cabinet.

Now that there is fog, it is naturally not a problem. The God’s Stone of Retaliation inlaid at the corner of the castle passage presents a lightless black hole, as eye-catching as a bright moon hanging in the night sky.

The hidden mechanism has nowhere to hide, and its twisted outline slowly wriggles like an earthworm, and she can easily destroy them through the wall.

Within the range of influence of her ability, Nightingale could move at will, and the walls, doors and roof were nothing in her eyes.

Stepping into one of the largest rooms on the top floor, she found her purpose.

Even though he had never met him before, Nightingale immediately confirmed that this person was the lord of Falling Dragon Ridge, Marquis Spell Passy.

Because the blue magic radiance is circulating in the other party’s body, and it is also the only color in the foggy world.

The Marquis was sitting in front of the desk, with the quill in his hand flying up and down, as if he was writing something. She was about thirty years old, with wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, and her silver curly hair and plain robe made her older.

Nightingale checked the room carefully. There was no God’s Stone of Retaliation in the room, and there was no mechanism. The only weapon the opponent had was a short crossbow hidden in his sleeve. It was exquisite in structure and expensive to make.

After leaving a mark by the window, she gathered the fog and showed her figure.

“Hello, Lord Spell Passy.”

The sudden sound made the other party shudder, he quickly raised his head, and met the eyes of Nightingale in front of him, UU Reading www.sonicmtl.com quickly calmed down, “Who are you?”

Nightingale couldn’t help but recall the scene when she first met His Royal Highness Roland. The other party’s first reaction was to turn around and run away, but she had no choice but to use a dagger to keep him. Thinking about it now, it really makes people laugh.

“My name is Nightingale and I come from Border Town in the western border. As you can see, I am a witch.”

“I think so, except for witches, no one can come uninvited,” Speer pretended to be calm, and slowly stretched a hand into his sleeve, “You don’t know that you should knock on the door before you come in ?”

“That way the guards will welcome me, not you,” Nightingale said with a light smile, “Don’t worry, I don’t intend to hurt you, I just came here to talk to you…so you don’t need to use the hidden crossbow in your sleeve.”

Speer was taken aback for a moment, and then his face quickly sank, “You know a lot,” she pulled out her hands and folded them around her chest, “Tell me, what’s the matter with you here?”

“I brought a message from His Royal Highness Roland Wimbledon, Lord of Border Town, Guardian of the Western Territory, Fourth Prince of Graycastle,” Nightingale said with a slight bow. Progressive New Order, I hope you can go to assist him.”

“Four…prince?” The Marquis frowned and thought for a moment, “That incompetent dandy who is often used as a laughing stock among the nobles?” She had an absurd look on her face, “Are you kidding, Lord of Border Town? He is just a sent-off Just a traitor to the king in a remote place!”

“Tifeco is the real usurper,” Nightingale corrected, “and he will be dethroned by Prince Roland in a short time. But these are not the main points… Your Highness hopes to use your magic channel to strengthen it The ability of a witch, I wonder if you would like to go to Border Town?”.

(To be continued.)

[End of this Chapter]