Wendy smiled and stroked Dailan's head, "Don't look at Mystery Moon now, she used to be even more timid and restrained than you."
"Ah—sto-stop!" Mystery Moon quickly pleaded, "Those are all things of the past!"
"Oh? There's such a thing?" Loka perked up her ears.
"Back then, she only dared to come to me secretly after everyone was asleep. If I were to talk about it, I could go on all day—"
"Stop!" Mystery Moon shouted, "Name your terms, Sister Wendy!"
"Don't worry, I won't reveal it casually... but Scroll complained to me yesterday that the Administrative Office is overwhelmed, and the archives haven't been taken care of for a long time..."
"I'm on it, Detective Squad dismissed!" Before leaving, she winked at the two of them, "I'll see you again tonight!"
"Tch." The wolf girl pouted and followed the others towards the courtyard wall, "I'll go help out too, who told me to be so kind."
Only after the witches had walked away did Gray Rabbit nudge Ling with her elbow, muttering in a low voice, "I think Sister Loka clearly doesn't want to be classified as a lazy person, that's why she followed."
"Uh... is that so?"
"Pfft." Momo couldn't help but laugh.
Dailan was also a little surprised. Although it was only for a moment, she had never seen the other party smile on the road of escaping from her master's territory.
"Everything here is good, it's just a little noisy sometimes, but you'll get used to it after staying here for a while." Wendy said softly, "Come on, let's start with the accommodation."
……
After touring this building, Dailan was so surprised that she couldn't speak.
There are such comfortable rooms in this world! Although they are not large, they are all extremely exquisite. Even the most ordinary mattress has an unimaginable delicacy and softness. It's not that she hasn't seen the residences of noble families, or rather, in the years she was imprisoned by her master, the place she spent the most time in was also the bedroom, apart from shackles and chains. Even so, those beds with fine fabrics and several layers of pure cotton pads cannot compare with them.
When Wendy insisted on letting her lie down and try it, she even made a soft groan, and all the fatigue accumulated from the wandering surged into her heart, making her almost unwilling to get up again.
Momo's performance was not much better.
Wendy also explained carefully that the reason why this mattress is so soft is because it is laid with hundreds of springs inside, and no matter how you roll, you can get the best fit between the bed and the body.
Although Dailan didn't understand what springs were, she at least heard that it was made of pure steel—using the material for casting armor to improve the comfort of the mattress. She didn't know whether to praise the inventor's ingenuity or to waste things.
And this is just one of them.
Such as a pipe that automatically produces water when a motor is turned.
Such as a mirror hanging in the washroom that can clearly see every hair on your body.
Such as a soft and non-slip floor to step on.
Such as a table lamp that glows when magic power is injected.
Even those seemingly simple wooden furniture have a different feeling. She can't describe the specific difference, but it is very easy to use. Compared with the wide and grand mansions of nobles, this place is more like a "home" that is really used for living.
"The Witch Building wasn't like this from the beginning," Wendy introduced, "Over the past three years, many sisters have participated in its transformation and promoted the successful programs. Not only in the castle area, but also in the newly built residential areas outside, some of the Witch Building's technology has been adopted. Of course, if you want to enjoy it first, it is naturally more convenient to live here."
"Can we... can we live in this kind of place?" Momo hesitated.
"Of course, as long as you are willing to join the Witch Alliance."
"Can you choose not to join?" Dailan was surprised.
"Because we have experienced the tragedy of the Co-Assistance Society..." For a moment, there was a hint of regret and惋惜 on Wendy's face, "Let's not mention those, in short, you can choose your own destination. Do you remember when you passed the Harbor
When passing the checkpoint, what questions did the examiner ask?"
Dailan nodded. At that time, only she and Momo were invited into that small house, and they were worried for a long time.
"That is a threat assessment, which is only for witches. After all, if people with magic power have malicious intentions, the damage caused will be much greater than ordinary people. But once it is confirmed that you are not a threat to Neverwinter, you can live freely in the city—in fact, in addition to the Witch Alliance, there is also a witch organization called Sleeping Spell, which was also developed by runaway witches, and its leader is Roland. Wimbledon His Majesty's sister." Wendy paused, "Of course, you can also choose not to join any organization and live independently, and I will also provide guidance and help—in a personal capacity."
"But our abilities..."
"That's not the point, the point is what kind of life you want to live." Wendy shook her head with a smile, "If you don't mind, can you talk to me about your past?"
This warm feeling surrounded Dailan like water.
The red-haired woman in front of her seemed to be inherently trustworthy.
Even if it was just a fleeting moment, she didn't want to leave.
Perhaps after she finished telling everything about herself, this warmth would no longer exist, but at least now, she could still extend the time a little longer.
Dailan bit her lip and slowly told everything she had experienced.
Before awakening as a witch, she was no different from most people in the village, and after awakening, her experiences were similar to those of other witches, being expelled, hated, and hunted down... Desperate, she heard the rumors of the Bloodfang Society. A place to settle down was undoubtedly what she craved most at the time. Risking being caught by the church, Dailan finally managed to reach Grand Duke Island and found the introducer of the Bloodfang Society.
What she ushered in was an even greater disaster.
The Bloodfang Society not only did not accept her, but instead sold her to a wolfish nobleman. In the next few years, she was repeatedly resold until she fell into the hands of her former master. Her ability has also become a way to add to the fun—the "pills" attached with magic power can not only delay pain, but also delay anxiety, joy, and other feelings.
For treatment, its significance is minimal, because negative experiences will not be eliminated, but will only be dragged out until the effect of the medicine is over, and they will all emerge together. If the injury is not serious, it is okay to say, but if the pain exceeds a certain level, the moment it erupts is no less than an extra fatal injury.
Therefore, the former master completely regarded her as a tool for enjoyment, and constantly used "pills" to obtain greater ecstasy. Not only that, he also shared her with other nobles, using this kind of transaction to become familiar with each other. It was at that time that Dailan met Momo, as well as several witches who were betrayed by the Bloodfang Society.
Only then did she realize that the so-called "place to settle down" was just a scam jointly fabricated by the Bloodfang Society and the nobles—it was undoubtedly much easier to catch them everywhere, waiting for the witches to come to the door. And later, Dailan discovered in horror that with the invasion of the Church, the familiar witches at the "private banquet" began to disappear one by one, gradually leaving only her and Momo.
Until one time a nobleman let slip, she learned that those people either regarded the witches as merits to be handed over, or solved them quietly as troubles, and as for the solutions, just listening to them made her shudder.
Dailan decided to take advantage of the chaos brought by the Hermes Church to escape from this prison with Momo.
And the method is an overdose of "magic medicine".