Release that Witch - Chapter 548

[Chapter 539 Melting Ice]

When Agatha returned to the castle after a busy day, it was completely dark.

Pushing open the door of the residence, she unexpectedly found that Wendy was waiting for her in the living room.

“Why are you so busy again?” The other party frowned slightly, but there was no trace of blame in his words, just pure concern, “I’d better come back earlier in the future, at least have dinner with everyone.”

“Sorry, I forgot to check the sky.” Agatha took off her coat and hung it by the door of the room, “I just thought about making the last batch of nitrogen, but I didn’t expect that it would be dark after I left—but you have to blame me for that.” Sir, when the lights are turned on in the chemical plant, it is no different from daytime.”

“I brought you dinner,” Wendy sighed helplessly. “It’s just on the table. It’s still hot. Eat it quickly.”

“I’m sorry to trouble you,” Agatha said slightly moved.

The other party is the most beloved witch of the Mutual Assistance Society, and is deeply trusted by the lord. If it is placed in Taquila, she is at least the executive officer of the three subordinates.

It is absolutely impossible for such a person to deliver dinner to himself in the federation.

“You’re welcome,” Wendy patted her on the shoulder, “If you feel tired, remember to ask Echo to sing you a hot spring song, don’t be embarrassed… Don’t forget that you are also a member of the Witch Union. ”

The Witches Union…

After the door was closed, Agatha was silent for a moment before walking to the table and uncovering the insulated metal lunch box.

There were three dishes and one soup in the box, which were delicious grilled steak, fried mushrooms, sliced bread and egg soup. To her surprise, there was a small plate stuffed in the corner of the box, which contained half a plate of honey.

She couldn’t help swallowing.

I didn’t expect Wendy to notice this…

During the decades when Taquila fought against the devil, all kinds of materials became more and more scarce, and food was naturally included.

Although Agatha’s status is not low, all she can eat on weekdays is nothing more than all kinds of grains and fruits grown by assistant witches. Meat is also available, but the supply is not very stable. As for spices, sugar and honey— ——The former two are luxury goods, which can only be enjoyed by the top leaders of the federation, and the latter, even if there are witches who can drive bee swarms, are put on the battlefield instead of being used to brew such dispensable sweets.

In fact, she is very fond of sweet things, especially honey.

While most people opt for a combination of ground pepper and salt as a smear at a barbecue, she surreptitiously brushed off a jar of honey.

Unexpectedly, this scene was watched by Wendy.

She suddenly felt something surge up from the bottom of her heart—because she couldn’t feel the cold, she was also particularly insensitive to warmth, and she rarely used hot water in the shower because she didn’t want to trouble Anna.

Considering her identity and background, she even asked Roland to arrange a room alone, just like the top floor of the test tower where she lived alone.

But now, she felt a little cold in the room.

Maybe it’s not bad to live with other people?

Agatha took out the honey, spread it evenly on the slice of bread, and slowly put it into her mouth. This time, she really felt the warmth brought by the sweetness.

…

After dinner, she plans to read “Elementary Chemistry” for a while before going to bed. This knowledge may not help her advance further, but it will prevent her from embarrassing herself in front of ordinary people.

Recently, there have been a large number of strangers in the chemical factory. According to Bai Zhi, they are all from the Royal Capital Alchemy Association.

Agatha could see them wandering between the laboratory and the factory every day, sometimes it was Kymer Strire who led them, sometimes it was Kymer’s disciple Chames who led them, but no matter when you saw them When it comes to this group of people, there is always an expression of disbelief on their faces. Everyone can stuff an egg into their mouths, as if they only have this expression.

Moreover, a few guys who were overly curious seemed to regard her as a famous alchemist, so they came over to ask a few questions when they had the opportunity. It was an extremely simple question at the beginning, but it became a little difficult to deal with later.

In order to maintain the dignity of the high-level witches and the honor of the Quest Society, Agatha decided to keep this image.

However, getting along these days also made her confirm once again that the federation’s approach was indeed wrong.

Roland proved the intelligence of nobles, and these mortals of ordinary birth also possessed the wisdom not weaker than witches.

It only took them a few days to master the operation method of nitrogen production equipment and understand the process of nitrogen extraction.

At the beginning, they were still arguing about how many elements there are in the air, but now they are discussing what synthetic ammonia is.

Even a few white-haired old men asked the blank paper with shy smiles, scaring the latter enough.

Obviously, they are learning everything here quickly.

Thinking of this, Agatha couldn’t help but sigh in her heart. Witches are neither the favorites of the gods, nor are they unfortunate people abandoned by the gods—they are no different from ordinary people in essence, and they are just an inevitable destiny.

In this battle of divine will, everyone has to bear the corresponding fate, and witches are just a small group of them.

She gradually began to believe that without any part, human beings would not be able to win this battle of fate.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

“Come in,” Agatha turned her head, “the door is unlocked.”

The one who opened the door was a tall blond woman who didn’t pull up her hood, but Agatha felt that she was always under the shadow.

nightingale.

“Is there a problem?”

“His Majesty Roland wants to see you.”

“If he wanted to emphasize the theory of combining work and rest and let me come back sooner, I already know it. I will pay attention to it in the future,” Agatha pouted, “I won’t waste his precious time.”

“Is that so…” Nightingale blinked. To be honest, if she didn’t make her an enemy, she seemed to be pretty easy to talk to. “This is just one of the reasons. His Majesty also said that he wanted to attack the devil.” gone.”

Agatha was stunned for a moment, “What?” Then she threw the book in her hand on the table, “Take me there!”

…

Rushing into the lord’s office, before Roland could speak, Agatha said eagerly, “You can’t even get ten fortress guns out, so you want to attack the devil’s camp? Do you think they are as fragile as humans, and only need to kill a few Thousands, will you throw away your armor and flee around! You will destroy this city and the current great situation!”

“What?” Roland looked very surprised, “What are you talking about?”

“Don’t you want to fight the devil!”

He glanced at Nightingale, then chuckled lightly, “No, you misunderstood me, I don’t want to destroy their camp, but I intend to capture a few living devils back.”

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