Release that Witch - Chapter 965

[Chapter 950 The Art of Persuasion]

Molly nodded involuntarily.

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In the past half month, what Neverwinter has given her the most is that the attitude of ordinary city residents towards witches is not pretending to be familiar with them, nor is it indifferent and repulsive, but half curious and half accustomed to them.

When she was wandering around the harbor area a few days ago, a gust of wind knocked down an empty wooden box on the pier. She subconsciously summoned a magic servant to catch the box that fell.

Instead of running away screaming, the busy crowd around them showed great interest in this transparent footless giant.

This was an unprecedented experience for Molly. Even on Sleeping Island, the islanders who migrated had never been so close to witches.

Even though they still followed Her Royal Highness Tilly’s orders on the surface, witches were still aliens in their hearts.

It is the usual practice of most fjord people to stay at arm’s length, only explorers and some merchants don’t mind the power they have.

As for the Kingdom Continent, which is deeply influenced by the church, let alone how bad the situation is.

When Lian first brought back the news of the western region of Graycastle, Molly was still skeptical. It wasn’t until she came here that she realized that those stories were still too conservative.

Especially seeing Lian leading a large group of people climbing up and down high buildings, Evelyn running a tavern that is very lively at any time, and Candlelight, who used to be regarded as useless people, in the factory At the scene of being welcomed by the crowd, she felt a trace of sincere envy.

If it wasn’t for the fear of disturbing Her Majesty Tilly, Molly would have taken the initiative to find a job a long time ago.

She was never idle when she was on Sleeping Isle anyway.

“Also, don’t forget that we still have our greatest enemy, the devil.” Tilly looked around the audience, “You already know the meaning of the battle of divine will, even the Church of Hermes is not worth mentioning in front of such an enemy , so everyone does not work for their own enjoyment. Every banknote means your contribution to Neverwinter and even the entire human world. For witches, this will be an honor: because everyone We can use this to prove to the world that witches are also an indispensable and even important part of the human race!” She raised her right hand and clenched her fist tightly, “Sisters who are willing to be recruited, please come on stage now.”

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“A total of 86 tasks have been agreed to, and a total of 69 have been agreed. This result should be pretty good.” After the meeting was over, Tilly handed over the statistical list to Wendy, “Most of the remaining onlookers are just hesitant. Give them some more time, and I believe more people will accept Neverwinter’s recruitment.”

“It’s more than good,” Wendy said excitedly, “it simply exceeded His Majesty’s expectations.”

“Oh?” Tilly asked curiously, “How much did he guess?”

Wendy smiled and held out three fingers.

“Thirty people?” Tilly said angrily, “He must have underestimated the Maleficent Curse.”

“It’s not so much that he underestimated everyone’s enthusiasm, but it’s because of you.” Wendy put away her smile, and bowed seriously to the fifth princess, “You didn’t have to say those words.”

If it was just a simple presentation of the recruitment process, thirty people might already be an optimistic guess… It was Tilly’s rhetoric for other sisters and improving the witch’s reputation that moved most of the people present.

As the former caretaker of the Mutual Aid Society, Wendy naturally knows what her companions lack the most. Apart from a stable shelter, the rest is the approval of others.

After all, they have lived as ordinary people for more than ten years, and it is not so easy to completely separate from the past.

“I said that for myself.” Tilly shook her head with a smile. “I have seen a lot of interesting things from Roland, and I know what an incredible city it is. If the battle of divine will is defeated, wouldn’t all of these be gone?” ?So even if you can see more miracles for yourself, you have to do more. Before the doomsday and winter come, it is wise to hug each other tightly to keep warm, isn’t it?”

“…You are right.” Wendy also laughed.

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bsp; “It’s a pity that not everyone agrees with me,” Speaking of this, Tilly shrugged helplessly, “For example, those witches in the Eastern Region, they probably won’t accept recruitment in the end.”

“You mean the small group headed by Azima?” Wendy asked puzzled, “Since she didn’t deal with you, why did she go to the fjord with you?”

“It wasn’t like this from the beginning,” the fifth princess sighed. “Before they merged into Sleeping Island, they knew the Bloodfang Society, and the latter helped them repel the church’s attacks many times during their escape.” Chasing soldiers, so Azima and the others trust Hetty Morgan quite a lot. This is nothing at all, but later, as the contradiction between Blood Fang and Maleficent broke out, a rift was created.”

“It turned out to be like this…”

“And I directly shot Hetty without informing everyone, which aroused Azima’s disgust even more. So when they asked to leave Sleeping Island on the Sleeping Beauty, I agreed to them.” Tilly said slowly. Said, “Actually, if Scroll hadn’t come forward to dissuade them that day, they probably wouldn’t be in Neverwinter anymore.”

“It wasn’t your fault,” Wendy comforted, “Heidi Morgan deserved what she deserved, she deceived the Wolfheart Witch.”

“But it’s also true that she helped Azima,” Tilly seemed unwilling to delve into it any further. “If it were me, I might have a grudge in my heart. After all, their hearts are not bad.”

“Hmm…” Wendy pondered for a moment, “I may have a way to convince them, but…”

“But what?”

“It might free them from the Maleficent Charm.”

“That’s no different from now,” Tilly said frankly. “If it’s good for Roland and them, go ahead and do it.”

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“Is this…really good?” Back at the residential building, Doris showed a worried expression, “We have offended Lady Tilly, and now we refuse Lord Neverwinter’s job, what if UU Read www.sonicmtl.com Completely annoyed the other party, I’m afraid we will all…”

This sentence was echoed by several other witches from the East.

“I think Doris is right. Roland Wimbledon is not an ordinary lord. He is now the king of Graycastle. Even if we can return to the Eastern Region, it is already his territory.”

“And we’re not battle witches. Once the opponent makes a move, we don’t even have the ability to resist.”

“Come on, even if you can fight, can you still beat that lunatic Ashes? I bet she has already disliked us.”

“Actually… I think the Witch Union has treated us pretty well.”

“Don’t think about it, they are definitely on the king’s side, and it will be good if they don’t help His Majesty arrest us then.”

“Stop talking,” Azima interrupted the dispute, “Roland Wimbledon will never use strong tactics, otherwise the image he created before will be in vain. If we agree to the recruitment order, then What has become of the previous persistence? In the end, we still have to rely on Maleficent, and in the eyes of outsiders, we are no different from other witches.”

When she said these words, she was also quite entangled in her heart.

In all fairness, the Witch Union has really helped them a lot in the past half month, and they have not been oppressed as expected, but have been treated equally. Even the witch named Wendy has come to talk to her several times about this matter, and her attitude Her kindness really gave her a long-lost sense of home.

But Azima knew that she could only continue to be indifferent, and she had a premonition that once she opened her mouth, it would be difficult to escape from the Maleficent Curse.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the house.

“Who?” She turned around impatiently.

“It’s me, Wendy,” said a familiar voice outside the door, still calm and peaceful, “I want to talk to you, Miss Azima.”

[End of this Chapter]