Release that Witch - Chapter 1494

[Chapter 1447 Unfulfilled Promise]

The genius remembered the address of this site in a second: (Apex Chinese), the fastest update! No advertisements! In the living room of Graycastle, Roland quietly looked at the old man in front of him.

Sitting in a wheelchair, with graying hair, sunken cheeks, and high wrinkles on his forehead, he was clearly approaching the end of his life.

However, compared to his age, his pupils are not too cloudy, and he still looks full of anger. The monocle on the tip of his nose and the black bow tie around his neck further strengthen this feeling.

While Roland was looking at him, he was also looking at Roland.

After a while, Roland broke the silence and said with a smile, “It’s really not an easy task to invite you here from Dawn. Welcome to the new capital of Graycastle, Mr. Barryh Lothar, you’ve worked hard all the way. ”

“It’s my honor to be summoned by the King of Graycastle…” The other party lowered his head slightly, “I just don’t know what your Majesty’s order is for me?”

“You have already contributed a lot to Graycastle, and there is no need to complete anything.”

“Me?” He obviously showed a look of surprise, “Your Majesty, did you make a mistake?”

Generally, people at this age will have a sharp drop in thinking speed, and their speech will be slurred and intermittent, but Balih not only answered the words immediately, but also controlled the facial muscles to make a disguised expression, which is enough to prove that he Your brain never stops thinking.

Compared with the irreversible aging of the body, his consciousness may be a more true reflection of his own condition.

“I know you have concerns, but don’t worry, I don’t have any malice towards black money.” Roland spread his hands and said, “The ‘Envoy’ who passed the news to you is also a member of Neverwinter. In fact, it is I asked them to send a message.”

Using Pasha’s mouth, he used the reason that the time for the transformation ceremony had come to attract Bariher to Graycastle, and after confirming the target, he sent someone to forcefully bring him back to the castle. Although this method was a bit rough, it was more straightforward.

“Your Majesty… I don’t quite understand what you mean…”

“It’s okay, I’ll tell you until you understand – this is a very tortuous story, but it actually happened.” Roland roughly told the past of the ancient witch, and also mentioned the transformation ceremony of the God’s Punishment Army essence.

The soul container can only collect the consciousness of the possessed person. In other words, the non-demon can only become a shell.

In a sense, turning into a body without self is also in line with the ancient witch’s rhetoric about extending life. If the black money is just an ordinary underground chamber of commerce, he will not care too much.

However, in the battle against the Devil’s Western Front Army, Black Money made great contributions. It not only assisted the First Army to prop up the theater intelligence network of Wolfheart and Yongdong, but also sent key intelligence many times to fill the gap of the Witch. The detection of the red mist area is blank.

Perhaps Balih did not do this for the fate of mankind or to save his compatriots, but this contribution is real.

Roland didn’t think that turning such a meritorious person into a puppet that lost his mind was an appropriate reward, so he decided to meet him in person.

After a long time, Balih Lothar slowly took off his reading glasses, his voice trembling slightly, “You mean, Changsheng is just a hoax?”

Roland sighed softly, “At present, those who can maintain immortality on the basis of maintaining consciousness must be demon possessors. For humans, they are witches.”

Even he who has opened up the dream world cannot be sensed by the soul container.

“But after drinking those medicines, my body is indeed getting better——”

“Those potions can’t be said to be useless. They increase the success rate of the ceremony by overdrawing their vitality, but they can’t be used endlessly.” Roland shook his head and interrupted, “Its side effects will appear soon, which is why I The reason why I came to you in such a hurry.”

Balih was stunned for a moment, “You mean, my time is running out…”

“I’m sorry.” Roland said regretfully, “I can’t make this promise perfect, so I can only use other methods to make up for it. Black money has protected the witch, and made contributions to the battle of God’s will. If you have anything you want, you can provide it.” Come out, this is a well-deserved reward.”

Nightingale once asked him why they didn’t let Pasha and the others solve this problem by themselves. If they came forward as king, it would be tantamount to transferring the consequences of this deception to Graycastle.

Her thinking couldn’t be wrong, but Roland knew that since Graycastle fully accepted the Taquila witches, he couldn’t just enjoy the benefits they brought, and taking the blame for them was also an obligation in “acceptance”.

“…” Balih was silent for a long time, “Even if it is in the dawn, can you handle it?”

“You should know my influence in the Dawn Kingdom.”

“Then I’m relieved.” Unexpectedly, the other party did not despair or become hysterical, but showed a calm smile, “I hope to live longer, because I want to keep the black money industry for the children— ——If I die, other noble merchants will never let go of the opportunity to carve it up, and a few lives are insignificant in the face of sufficient interests. If His Majesty is willing to intervene, I don’t think anyone will dare to act rashly, which is even more important than My personal immortality is more reliable. If that’s the case, what else can I complain about?”

Roland pondered for a while, “Are you sure this is what you want in return?”

“Your Majesty, can’t…can’t you?”

“It’s not impossible.” He paused, “I wonder if you have heard of the name Rainbow Stone?”

“I’ve heard it,” Balih thought for a moment, “it seems to be a new clothing line in your country. It has a large scale, and some finished products have been sold to Chenxi—but with all due respect, in terms of style and design, it Not as good as us.”

Because the craftsmen Victor found were from the Lothar family… and he didn’t tell you that in Neverwinter, this kind of clothes is only one-tenth of the price of other hand-woven clothes.

Roland coughed twice, “As far as I know, the behind-the-scenes founder of this clothing store is Victor Lothar, who is your fourth son. In addition, the income of the clothing store has exceeded 10,000 gold dragons so far. With this talent, I feel that even without the backing of Graycastle, he will not easily lose to those merchant families.”

Ten thousand golden dragons is by no means a small number. In Neverwinter’s past, only the drink of chaos could exceed this number—the reason is very simple, not everyone needs drinks, but everyone has to wear clothes.

With the highly concentrated population of Neverwinter, the scale of basic needs will only expand further.

In the face of the foreseeable profits of industrialized mass production, the turnover of underground chambers of commerce is not worth mentioning at all.

It was only this time that Balih really showed a look of surprise, “Your Majesty, what you said… is it true? Since he left the City of Glory, he has rarely contacted me… I thought he was still making jewelry from before. business…”

“Victor is in Neverwinter right now. It’s not difficult for you to meet him. You might as well verify it yourself. But…you have to hurry up.”

“Yes… I know.” Balih couldn’t help but clenched his wheels, and this action clearly exposed the thoughts in his heart.

“Please allow me to retire, Your Majesty.”

Roland nodded, and when he was about to ask his personal guards to send him out, he suddenly said, “You said that my time is running out…can you let me stay on that floating island?” Spending the last minute?”

“…” Roland closed his eyes, “if you wish.”

After the door was closed, Nightingale appeared and muttered softly, “Strange…”

“What’s wrong?”

“His reaction at the beginning was a bit strange. I can’t say it’s a lie. It’s just that the magic power gave me a very vague feeling, and it’s not as calm as he showed.” Nightingale shrugged.

“I see,” Roland said thoughtfully.

“Do you know why?”

“Probably.” He slowed down his voice and turned his head to look out the window. “Longevity is always full of temptations. If expectations fail, no one will accept it easily.”

“But that’s not a lie.” Nightingale said emphatically.

“Because he knows that no matter what he does, he can’t change this result.” Roland was quite emotional, “Since it can’t be changed, then he must accept it—rather than feuding with the King of Graycastle full of resentment, it is better to pretend to be open-minded to win Goodwill, any unnecessary emotions will become sunk costs, this is probably his idea. There are many people who understand this, but few can really do it… This is what makes him so powerful.”

He kind of understood the reason why these big businessmen were treated as nobles in the morning light-the control ability and the awareness of stop loss, even if they were in politics, they could surpass most nobles.

“It’s you—” Having said this, Roland couldn’t help but look at Nightingale, “Now you can not only tell the truth from the fake, but you can even feel your inner emotions. Are you about to evolve?”

“Do you think I’ll keep silent on purpose after I’ve evolved—or, in other words, still be so modest?” Nightingale glanced at him angrily.

Uh, well said.

Roland closed his mouth wisely.

[End of this Chapter]