At that time, she only vaguely understood. It wasn't until she was sent out of Glow City and went through a period of turbulent escape that she realized the weight of the word "life".

Andrea never expected to hear this question again from the remnants of Taqila.

"What, shouldn't I know?" Carole smiled and winked.

"No, I didn't mean that..." she said a little embarrassedly, "I thought you ancient witches never paid attention to these trivial matters."

"Because mortals take care of everything?" Carole leaned against the railing, "Actually, I used to be no different from those mortals."

Andrea couldn't help but be surprised, "How could that be?"

"Although witches and mortals are essentially different, how could the Association invest too much energy in witches with weak abilities? Unlike Phyllis and the others, my awakened ability and magic were at the lowest level and could not help Taqila in any way. Therefore, in the later stages of the war, I was almost forgotten by the Association." She looked at the rolling waves of the river, as if gazing at her past self, "During those days when I lost my subsidy, I stayed with a group of mortals, and after the city was destroyed, I relied on them to persevere to the end."

"But in the battle of Dawn, your performance didn't look like a non-combat witch at all..."

Even Ashes, a Transcendent, might not be her opponent.

"A hundred years of training is enough to change everything," Carole spread out her palm and then slowly clenched it, "Actually, compared to those companions, I even feel a bit fortunate to have become a God's Punishment Witch. At least it made me stronger, no longer ignored by others, and able to do something for everyone. Now, meeting Roland Your Majesty is more like a reward."

Andrea suddenly realized that the other party might not have been talking to her for no reason, "Why... are you telling me this?"

Carole raised her head, "Because of envy."

She was stunned and looked at the other party.

"Even in the era of the Association, your ability is that of a powerful combat witch. You awakened to a high level at such a young age. You would have a place in Taqila's council of the powerful." The God's Punishment Witch said easily, "Do you know? At that time, my greatest desire was to join the Holy Guard Corps and receive the blessing of Nataya before going on an expedition, and you can easily do that. Now I have lost the possibility of becoming stronger, but you are far from your limit."

Carole paused, "Although according to the usual practice that the stronger the ability, the more challenges you encounter, you will encounter many setbacks—but don't forget, no matter how bad the situation is at that time, you are already enviable enough."

Hearing this, Andrea suddenly understood.

The other party was enlightening her.

Facing her father's late apology, and after saying goodbye to her childhood playmates and embarking on the journey home alone, she was indeed very depressed for a while, until she got closer and closer to Princess Tilly, she gradually adjusted. The God's Punishment Witch obviously noticed this, and chose this time to share her past experiences with her.

That's right, this little setback is nothing to the remnants of Taqila. As a witch, what she has is indeed much more than what she has lost.

"Thank you." Andrea was silent for a while, and said softly.

Carole shook her head, "I'm just telling the truth," then she straightened up and turned to walk towards the cabin.

"By the way, the question you asked before," Andrea said loudly to her back, "putting straw into the soil should be for fertilizing the fields—after all, Neverwinter City no longer needs to rely on them to make a fire."

The God's Punishment Witch did not turn her head, but gave a "understood" gesture.

Andrea couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth. She turned to the direction of Neverwinter City, and her expectations in her heart became stronger.

What is Princess Tilly doing now? That guy Ashes must be around her.

Needless to say, Sylvie must miss her so much. She will definitely play cards all night to relieve her addiction when she goes back.

And the last time she traveled with Lorgar, Maggie specially helped them send a message in advance. At this moment, she should still be wandering in the wilderness with Lightning, monitoring the demons' every move, right?

"Coo!"

A soft cry came from the sky.

Uh... is this an illusion? She seemed to hear Maggie's call.

As soon as Andrea raised her head, she saw a strong pigeon falling from the sky and slapping her straight in the face.

It really is!

Besides Maggie, she couldn't find a pigeon with such a solid weight.

"Cough cough, you've gotten heavier again!" Andrea pulled off the pigeon and spat out the bird feathers in her mouth, "Where are the demons in the northwest? Don't tell me you're loafing again!"

"That's not true, coo!" Maggie defended, "It's Roland Your Majesty who asked me to pick you up and go back, coo!"

"But I'm almost there..."

"I don't know, but I'm definitely not loafing," Maggie jumped on the deck and transformed into a terrifying beast, and the bow of the ship suddenly sank, "Let's go, they are already waiting for you, coo!"

Andrea, fearing that the boat would capsize in the river, quickly climbed onto the other party's back, "Wait, they... who are they?"

"Earl Sperl and Ms. Camilla, coo!" Maggie spread her wings and carried her towards Neverwinter City.

...

The next meeting was not in the Witch Building or Roland's castle.

Half an hour later, Andrea was directly taken by Maggie outside the city wall of Border Town. Waiting for her on the grassland were Sperl. Passi and Camilla. Dary, as well as Anna, Sylvie, Lightning, Asha and others.

Roland Your Majesty was naturally also on the scene.

"You asked her to pick me up to test the new weapon?" After listening to the other party's explanation, Andrea couldn't help but put her hand on her forehead, "Even if she doesn't go, I can arrive at the inland dock tonight."

"But we can't delay even a day," Roland briefly explained the news of the demons' movements, "The First Army will set off tomorrow. Before arriving at the entrance of the tunnel, this weapon specially made for you must be adjusted to a usable state."

"Is that so..." Andrea frowned slightly. The demons' actions always gave people a feeling of impatience. There was still some time before the Red Moon appeared, and they seemed a little too active. However, any movement of the other party should not be treated as a trivial matter. It seems that the all-night card game will have to be postponed for the time being, "I understand."

She turned her head and looked at a special "musket" in the crowd - to say it was a gun, it was too big. The barrel alone was as long as an adult, and it didn't look like a weapon that could be carried by an individual for marching and combat.

If it was specially made for Ashes, there would be a little possibility.

"What kind of weapon is this?"

"Anti-material... no, you can call it Anti-Beast Jujiqiang," Roland replied.