Chapter 631: Promises Then and Now


    Trantor: TransN Editor: TransN


    After hearing the description of the Soul Battlefield from Isabe, Nightingale began getting depressed. "Do you mean that you also don’t know how to make His Majesty wake up from thea?"


    She shook her head. "This is unprecedented, and I have no idea how to deal with it... But Zero was absentminded for a while when she was devouring Garcia. At that time, she exined that she had found some interesting things in Garcia’s memory and so it took her a long time. Zero has had a moreplicated life than anyone else, so if Rnd wants to ept these parts of Zero’s memories, it may take some more time. But as long as he’s alive, he’ll wake up naturally."


    Nightingale could not be sure whether this was true or not, but she could tell that Isabe did not lie. At least these conjectures were heartfelt thoughts from Isabe.


    But Nightingale also knew that the situation was not at all optimistic.


    Would the 200 years of memories from the church or His Majesty’s memories dominate Rnd? Or would Rnd get lost in theseplicated memories and never wake up?


    Even if Rnd epted all of Zero’s memories, would he be that Rnd Wimbledon, the fourth Prince of Graycastle that he used to be when he woke up... The one I look forward to seeing?


    The many thoughts made were almost impossible for Nightingale to control her mind.


    Then Nightingale also understood why Wendy had asked Agatha toe with her.


    "Let’s talk about the church," Agatha said after hesitating for a while, "How much do you know about the Union, the predecessor of the church?"


    "I know almost all that Zero has learned." Isabe responded frankly. "Are you still doubtful about the words in the letter? Since Zero took over the pope’s role, all of the pure witches that have been approved for the Pivotal Secret Authority can enter the library and read the history of 400 years ago. The records about the Witch Empire and the demons in the letter are true."


    "The limited information in the letter isn’t valuable to us." Agatha smiled. "The Witch Empire is just history for you, but for me, it’s part of my life. I’m a witch in the Union."


    Isabe was surprised at this turn and asked, "What, what did you say?"


    "I came from Holy City of Taqu more than 400 years ago and witnessed the destruction of it. The demons aren’t rare and still upy most of thends of Dawn Ridge. There are demon battalions at the end of Misty Forest and Redwater River to the west of the Kingdom of Graycastle. Rnd has encountered them before."


    Isabe was stunned in ce, speechlessly.


    "We’ll fight with the demons eventually. We all know that the Battle of Divine Will ising soon. Rnd chose to fight this battle now in order to relieve the oppression of the church." Agatha paused and continued to say, "What I want to know is, how did the Union transform into the church?"


    "This is..." It was a long time before Isabe became calm again. "As mentioned in the history book, during the escape, a civil war broke out in the Union in the northwest of the Impassable Mountain Range. There were no detailed reasons. We just know that the Union was separated into two groups since that time. One group, the Taqu witches, got into the maze remains of the mountains. The other group, led by the witches of Starfall City, inherited Lady Alice’s will to move northward and settled down on Hermes teau, which finally became the church."


    "A civil war during the escape?" Agatha frowned and said, "This is undoubtedly suicide."


    "The writer of that history book also thought so. The Union suffered heavy losses in the civil war. Two Transcendents were lost and totally separated from the migration team of themon people. When the group going north arrived at their destination, most of thosemon people fled." Isabe sighed. "As for the war of faithter, it was to kill those nonbat witches who didn’t belong to Starfall City. Only in this way could the churchpletely bury the history of the past."


    "Is burying the past a reason to hunt witches wantonly? Even to go so far as to create the unconscious God’s Punishment Army?" Nightingale said in a cold tone, "You are all crazy."


    "Without this civil war, the four kingdoms would have been controlled by the Union from the beginning. The size of the God’s Punishment Army would have been farrger," Isabe said peacefully, "Of course, since Rnd Wimbledon now has a better way, Holy City of Hermes isn’t necessary any longer."


    "You have no nostalgia for the church!" said the Nightingale sarcastically.


    "As long as the demons can be defeated, I don’t care who’ll take charge of the continent. That was also the Union’s original intention," Isabe closed her eyes and said, "Although Zero was crazy, she had greater faith in fighting against the demons than most people, and that’s why I chose to help her."


    Hearing this, Nightingale could not help pulling out a dagger.


    "If killing her can wake Rnd up, I won’t stop you." Agatha whispered.


    After a long while, Nightingale indignantly put the dagger back into the sheath.


    "By the way, one more thing," as soon as the two were ready to leave, Isabe suddenly spoke, "although Zero allowed pure witches to enter the Temple to read the books in the library, she prohibited anyone from visiting the prayer room. Even moving close to it. She told me that it was only by standing there that she could meet God directly."


    ...


    Nightingale smashed the wall vigorously when going out of the captivity room and said, "Damn it! We still can’t find a way to awaken His Majesty!"


    "We’ve done what we can, all we can do is to continue to wait," Agatha said withfort, "anyway, let’s report what we’ve got to everyone first."


    "I promise that she’ll pay the price!"


    "As long as she’s alive, she’s important for us to tackle Holy City and explore the secrets of the God stone."


    Soon, the witches gathered outside the bedroom and began to listen to the intelligence about the pure witches from Agatha. But Nightingale’s mind had already drifted away.


    She quietly stepped back to the corner, cast the ability of the Mist, and went into Rnd’s bedroom.


    Except for her, there was only Anna left in the quiet room.


    Nightingale slowly walked to the bed and saw Anna holding Rnd’s right hand, whispering something.


    Only by holding her breath could Nightingale hear the whispers of Anna.


    "Do you remember what I said to you?"


    "If you’re dead, I’ll go to Sleeping Ind with those who’re willing to follow you and fight against the church to the end."


    "But you’re still alive."


    "You’re just sleeping."


    "So I’ll wait forever."


    "As long as you still can breathe, I’ll always be there for you. For one day, one year or even my whole life."


    "You can sleep soundly."


    "I’ll take care of you."


    Nightingale felt her heart fiercely tightening up. The feeling of heartbroken was even more unbearable than that of being badly hurt. Somehow, she bent over uncontrobly and covered her chest tightly.


    A warm river blurred her eyes.