Release that Witch - Chapter 516

[Chapter 509 The Way of the King]

The dungeon in the royal palace was once the fourth prince’s childhood nightmare. Walking down the stone steps, this feeling flooded into Roland’s heart involuntarily.

Looking through his memory, he quickly found the source of his fear.

At the age of twelve, Timothy took the fourth prince to explore the basement of the palace together with Gron and Garcia. The fourth prince, who had always wanted to integrate into their circle, naturally wished for it, but he did not expect that Timothy stole the key from the guards. Put the fourth prince in prison, and then the three of them laughed and left.

In the dark room, the fourth prince was so frightened that his teeth trembled, he didn’t even dare to shout out loud.

Occasionally, a shrill cry could be heard in the hall, and the guard said that it was the ghosts from the ground. He was afraid that the cry would attract these undead, so he curled up at the corner of the wall, buried his head in his knees and bowed down. sobbing.

When the three of them came to see the joke the next morning, his face was covered with snot.

From then on, the fourth prince never dared to take a step closer to the basement of the palace.

Now Roland naturally understood that the so-called ghost crying was just the scream of the prisoner when he was tortured.

It’s just that there are very few prisoners who are eligible to be imprisoned in the palace, so I only hear it occasionally.

Walking to the bottom of the basement, Roland saw Timothy Wimbledon in a small prison cell, which was also the place where the fourth prince buried his head and cried all night—compared to the prisons in the outer inner city, the environment here is actually worse. Not bad, at least there will be no water seepage everywhere, mice and cockroaches are everywhere, and the air is full of damp and fishy smell.

Ironically, the positions of the two have now been switched.

Hearing the noise, Timothy, who was sitting against the wall, opened his eyes, and his eyes intertwined with Roland’s.

He is the elder brother most feared by the fourth prince—his appearance is almost the same as the image in memory. His short gray curly hair and eyes symbolize the blood of the Wimbledon family. The nose and cheeks have inherited his father’s features, and he looks sharp and angular. , quite handsome.

It’s just that those slender eyes ruined the overall feeling, and under the flickering light of the torch, it looked even more gloomy.

In the past, the fourth prince would not even dare to look at the second brother, but to Roland, he was just a stranger whose minions had been pulled out.

The two stared at each other in silence for a long time, only the crackling of torches remained in the cell.

There was an unconcealable haggard look on Timothy’s face, even though he still wanted to put on the previous momentum to overwhelm himself, but it was all in vain.

The tough look gradually disappeared from his eyes, replaced by an unspeakable fear.

“Who… are you?” Timothy finally couldn’t bear it anymore, and broke the silence.

The dry voice echoed in the basement, and the emotions mixed in it were clearly discernible.

He was afraid, Roland thought. Roland was not surprised that the other party would ask this question. Compared with Tilly, who had little communication, Timothy knew the fourth prince better. After all, the latter’s vicious and fickle personality was largely It was caused by the second prince himself.

“I’m Roland Wimbledon,” he knelt down and looked at him at the same level. “Don’t you remember me?”

“You don’t!” Timothy trembled, “It’s impossible for him to look at me like that. Don’t dare to face me!” He took a deep breath, “I know…you are the real devil! It’s not that he was seduced by the devil, but the devil turned into him and wanted to steal this kingdom!”

For a A dying man, Roland didn’t even bother to explain anything, “So what? How much better do you think you are than the devil? Murder your own father, push the conspiracy to your brother, and then execute him. In order to keep the stolen throne, Not only did you collude with the church forces that your father hated the most, and forced innocent people to attack the territory of the third princess, you even did not let go of the most cowardly and incompetent fourth prince. In just one year, the kingdom was in chaos, and countless The city was destroyed by the war, and refugees can be seen everywhere, even the devil can’t do this!”

“No!” He frantically argued, “I didn’t kill my father, he committed suicide! Just like you, he was controlled by the devil Already!”

“Suicide?” Roland asked with a frown.

“I’m not lying! He just lay on the bed as usual, smiling and killing himself with a dagger!”

“Not a witch?”

“He was wearing the God’s Stone of Retaliation! Damn it…” Timothy’s voice was choked with sobs, “There was no warning, and there was no way I could stop him!”

Roland looked at Nightingale behind her. Gently nodded.

An enchanted witch, a thought flashed in his mind. Once the ability is fully used, it will not be affected by the god stone. If it is an ordinary witch organization, it is almost impossible to get close to the king, but the church that also has the pure ones, the chance of close contact is very small. Not hard to get.

Roland quickly thought of the refugee evacuation battle half a year ago. A witch infiltrated the camp to assassinate Wendy and the others. Her ability was to change appearance.

If you look at the two together, the answer is almost ready to come out.

If it is true that the church is secretly leading all of this, then the will of the King’s Order, which is purely to create disputes and turmoil, can also make sense.

However, all of this still needs to be confirmed. Roland believed that he would find the truth from the High Priest of the King’s Cathedral.

“This is not the reason why you murdered Goron and expanded the war to the whole kingdom,” Roland said in a deep voice, “especially colluding with the church and using Kuanghua Pills to cause massacres—have you ever thought about how many people there are? People died for it?”

“Even if I don’t use it, wouldn’t Garcia know how to use it? If they made me their king from the very beginning, how could I do such a cruel thing!” Timothy climbed to the railing and grabbed the iron rod with both hands , “And what does this have to do with the devil! What do you want to do to me?”

“State the crime, UU reading www.sonicmtl.com sentence, and then go to the guillotine-just like Goron. Only your crime is well-documented , the crime cannot be punished.”

“No! You can’t kill me, the devil can never stand in front of the stage, the power of the gods will destroy you – if you want to get the Kingdom of Graycastle, you must rely on my help!”

“God?” Roland grinned, “Are you referring to the church?”

“You don’t know them! The hidden strength of the church is unfathomable, and some unbelievable rumors are recorded in the notes left by my father, which is why he still can’t make up his mind to expel the church power!” He shouted, “The pill is just One of their methods, as long as your identity is exposed, you will soon be unrecoverable!”

“That’s not the case… Timothy Wimbledon, I know far more than you think, and I also know the road ahead. What is it? This road is too difficult and dangerous, and you cannot lead the people through its test.” Roland said slowly, “In order to meet the upcoming challenges, your fate must end here. But don’t worry, your journey to hell will not be difficult. You will be lonely, there will be many people leading to you, go with peace of mind.”

After speaking, he stood up, ignored the second prince’s shout, and walked out of the prison.

(To be continued.)

[End of this Chapter]