Chapter 719 "The New Union"
The snow forest suddenly quieted down, with only the faint sound of wind occasionally brushing through the treetops overhead.
Филис was silent for a long time. "I thought you would stand on the side of Taqila," she said with some reluctance. "You were willing to represent Taqila witches in the competition, and you were willing to help..."
The voice quickly subsided. Indeed, she shouldn't impose too much. This was just a competition. Compared to the Taqila Exploration Society that had once ostracized her, the Neverwinter City that saved her life was obviously more trustworthy. Moreover, in Agatha's eyes, whether they could be considered successors of Taqila was still debatable... After all, after being transformed into Divine Punishment Warriors, they had lost the ability to cast magic.
However, the other party's next sentence rekindled her hope.
"I am a Taqila witch, and that will not change."
Agatha's voice was calm and sincere, as if making the simplest statement.
"Then why do you think we should accept the leadership of mortals?" Филис felt genuinely puzzled.
"Taqila... or Falling Star City, Anleta, and dozens of cities in the Fertile Plains, everyone unanimously decided to accept the leadership of the Union. Is it just because the Union was established by witches?" Agatha sighed softly, "Have you forgotten the original intention of the Union's establishment?"
The initial... purpose, whether it was the initial Round Table Council or the later Three-Seat System, the Union was only for one thing: "To defeat the devils," Филис whispered.
"That's right, to defeat the devils, it has nothing to do with whether they are mortals or not. After the First Battle of Divine Will, the witches stripped the mortals of their power and unified the Fertile Plains, only because their performance was too weak, and limited cooperation could not resist the devils' attacks. But now that mortals have demonstrated their strength, what is the difference between us serving the Union and serving Roland Wimbledon? Only he can unite the entire secular regime and accept the witches of this era."
Agatha's words flashed through her mind like lightning—
Филис realized that she seemed to have misunderstood something, and the newly emerging idea surprised her greatly.
"You mean... Neverwinter City is the new Union?"
"It's a part of the Union," Agatha corrected. "Of course, His Majesty may not like this name. But no matter what it's called in the future, the essence remains the same—in order to win the Battle of Divine Will, Taqila, Falling Star City, the Mutual Aid Society, Sleeping Island... and the secular kingdoms, will all unite and engage in a bloody battle with the devils to determine their fate. This is not a question of loyalty to anyone, but in order to continue to exist. The reason why I was able to survive from the ice coffin was also for the moment when the devils are defeated."
That's why she answered that she was loyal to her beliefs.
Филис finally understood the other party's thoughts.
Agatha hoped to win the competition on behalf of Taqila, which did not conflict with her serving Roland Wimbledon, just like four hundred years ago, all the city-states in the Fertile Plains served the Union. The only difference was that the leader of the new alliance had changed from the Three Seats to a mortal.
"You have a really high opinion of him," she said with a rather complicated mood. "If it's just to defeat the devils, we are also constantly striving, and once we find the Chosen One, the situation will reverse."
"But haven't you found them yet? Or rather, you found an unexpected 'Chosen One'." Agatha chuckled, "Don't worry, if there really is such a witch, His Majesty will definitely not stop you from ending the Battle of Divine Will. In fact, he will do his best to help you find her. This is also why I hope you can move into the Western Region of Graycastle—the number of witches willing to settle here will definitely increase, and your chances of finding the Chosen One will be greater, right?"
Филис found herself being persuaded. Although she didn't want to admit it, what she said was indeed reasonable. "The premise is that he can indeed stop the devils... Do you really have this confidence in mortals?"
"If it's a mortal who closely connects witches and all ordinary people, I think we can expect it." Agatha raised the corners of her mouth. "Didn't His Majesty prepare a artillery drill for you? After the visit,
you might understand where my confidence comes from."
The so-called artillery drill, the thing displayed should be the key to the "art" she mentioned earlier... Although she wasn't very clear about the relationship between the two and fighting the devils, since even the genius High Witch said so, she might as well look forward to it.
At this moment, a series of loud roars pierced through the forest sky, shaking the branches and leaves—"Awoo—Awoo—"
Филис's expression suddenly changed.
She was very familiar with this sound, it was clearly the roar of a flying terrorbeast. "How can there be devils here?"
"It's Macy," Agatha pursed her lips, "Her ability after evolution is to transform into anything that can fly, including devils."
So it was caused by her ability, she breathed a sigh of relief, but soon frowned again, "In that case, it's too easy for her to catch evil beasts, isn't it?"
Low-level single-species evil beasts have no intelligence and are easily subdued by more powerful creatures. If they face a flying terrorbeast, they will probably be so frightened that they can't move, and it's completely accurate to catch one. Not to mention that transporting prey from the air is much faster than dragging it through the snow. How can they win?
"Don't worry," Agatha seemed to see through her thoughts, "We are not without a chance. Macy's ability is indeed very convenient, but neither she nor Lightning, nor all the witches here, have undergone rigorous combat training. In other words, they cannot rationally use every bit of magic."
As she spoke, a black shadow flashed overhead, grabbing a wild boar-type evil beast and flying towards the city wall—it could be seen that her figure was astonishingly large, even an adult devil's terrorbeast was probably smaller than her.
"You mean... Macy can't last until sunset?"
"The terrorbeast's aura is too strong, it will drive away the prey in the activity area in advance. In this way, she will most likely transform back into a pigeon and search for targets with Lightning first, and then suddenly transform into a terrorbeast to capture evil beasts. Transformation is an extremely magic-consuming process. When the magic is exhausted, it will be difficult for Lightning to maintain efficient capture efficiency alone." Agatha smiled, "So you will take action on the next evil beast, and I will only be responsible for containing its movements."
Филис's eyes lit up. For them, learning how to squeeze out every bit of their potential is a compulsory course in combat. In this regard, the newly promoted High Witches are indeed no different from rookies.
"Yes, leave it to me!"
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