Chapter 848: Mission Pure Witch


    Trantor: TransN Editor: Meh


    "I’d thought you wanted to be the King of Dawn yourself." Nightingale twisted her lips and spoke after Andrea had departed. "Turns out you weren’t joking about making her the monarch."


    "I knew you would figure it out soon." Rnd shrugged. "As for myself..." Several exnations had run through his head, including theck of able personnel, Andrea’smunicative abilities, as well as the constraints on time and resource. Instead, he settled for a simple line. "I’m just not capable enough."


    "Really..." Nightingale patted him on the shoulder. "I’m sure you can count on Andrea. You can’t go wrong with the Quinn family."


    "These two certainly appreciate each other a lot." Rnd began tough within. However, as Nightingale had been a dependant of a family in the past, her political foresight was a level below his own. He personally believed that family background was not a factor, as long as Andrea was not blindly devoted to it. He was certain that she, like most people, would dly ept and cherish a glorious opportunity like this which did note at much cost.


    But he kept these thoughts to himself, for it was much too adorable to see Nightingale speak nonsense in the most serious of manners.


    Just at this moment, someone knocked on the office door.


    "Come in."


    The door creaked open, and the person standing outside turned out to be Isabe.


    Rnd had not expected this. Thetter was not a member of the Witch Union and hence could not ess the Castle District under normal circumstances. However, once he saw Agatha’s figure behind her, he understood how she was able to get through.


    "Your Majesty." The Pure Witch, formerly of the Church, bowed and quickly got to the point. "I’ve heard from Agatha that the Church of Hermes is on the brink of copse, is that so?"


    If it was not for the mildly grim look on her face, Rnd might even have mistaken that she was here to plead on behalf of her former overseers.


    "That’s what the intelligence says, but we’re still finding out the specific details." Rnd was puzzled as to why the Ice Witch had revealed this information to thetter, but instead of denying the matter outright, he replied as vaguely as he could. "Refugees from the Church have begun to appear in Coldwind Ridge and the western part of Kingdom of Dawn. They’ve testified that the most popr cathedral in the Holy City has copsed overnight."


    "Your Majesty, I hope that you can send troops to Hermes as quickly as possible."


    "Why?"


    "Don’t you remember what I’d mentioned? The millions of Berserk Pills there." Isabe replied in a disgruntled voice. "There’s bound to be some people who now know where they’re stored... if word gets out, your ns will be disrupted." She paused before continuing, "This stuff will be highly useful for the Battle of Divine Will. Best if you can collect and transport all of it back to Neverwinter."


    It was only now that Rnd remembered thetter had mentioned this in the intelligence she had provided. It seemed that Zero’s n was to unite all of Mankind in a life-and-death battle against the Army of Demons, and her trump card was indeed to be these Berserk Pills. As he was personally contemptuous of these drugs, he had almost forgotten about the matter.


    However, the situation had changed greatly. Isabe was right; if someone distributed the pills, such that they fell into the hands of nobles from Graycastle, the Kingdom of Dawn, or worse, the rats of ck Street, there would be considerable trouble. Perhaps, they would still not be able to take on a fully-equipped army, but individual officials and regional governments would certainly be under threat.


    "Where are the pills stored?" He nced at Isabe.


    "They’re separately stored in hidden warehouses all over the Hermes teau. It’s hard to exin where they are exactly." Thetter hesitated for a moment before she continued, "If Your Majesty trusts me, allow me to follow the army there. I was once the Pope’s ordained executor, and with this identity, I may be able to slow down the internal copse. Otherwise, the army will find it difficult to stem the flow of refugees."


    "But who’ll know if you use your identity to do other things?" Nightingale interjected. "Perhaps you’ll secretly release those believers... you have friends among them, haven’t you?"


    "I wouldn’t lie to His Majesty," Isabe refuted. "Zero has already shown up who’s the real God’s pet. I’ve no need to do such useless things. If necessary, the army cany a trap for me to lead the believers into and kill them off. That’s another way of maintaining order, aside from making use of my identity, as I mentioned."


    "Ugh..." Nightingale rasped and spat out a mouthful. "I guess that’s something a Pure Witch would think of."


    Rnd felt somewhat disconcerted. It was not often that Nightingale would be at a loss for words, which was a sign that thetter was being serious about her suggestion. Though she hadmitted her full allegiance to him the other day, this was done on the basis of fighting the demons. Unlike most other witches, she had been educated and trained as a Pure Witch, which meant she had long been taught that the lives of normal people were unimportant as long as she could aplish her objectives.


    After pondering for a short while, Rnd slowly opened his mouth and spoke. "I’ll allow you to travel with the First Army, but you shan’t intervene in any battle. All you have to do is to find the pills and destroy them on the spot."


    "Your Majesty." Her brows visibly furrowed. "These drugs may overwork the body, but when ites to a life-and-death battle..."


    "Say no more." Rnd cut her short. "And speaking of maintaining order, I’ve another task for you."


    Isabe immediately lowered her head and responded, "As Your Majestymands."


    "There should still be a few cloisters left in the old Holy City, right?"


    "Yes, but there are no witches left." After some contemtion, she amended her words. "Perhaps a few Awakened Witches may have appeared during thest Months of Demons, but there’s only a slim chance that they’re still alive."


    "That doesn’t matter. Free the orphans, take care of them, and bring them back to Western Region."


    Isabe was taken aback. "All of them?"


    "Yes. You shall be in charge." Rnd nodded.


    Supposing that Pure Witches truly disregarded the lives of others in order toplete their missions, Rnd wanted to see what Isabe would do when her task was to save lives. Though he might not be able to change what she had done in the past, he hoped that she would be able to rectify her ways.


    "This task has its purpose, which I must thank you very much for reminding me about. That is, if the upper hierarchy loses the ability to maintain order, the cloisters are likely to turn into living hells. Right now, Neverwinter requires arge amount ofbor, and there’ll also be jobs for women. I’d heard that the church had started basic education for the orphans, no? I’m sure they’re all of excellent potential, and shouldn’t be left to starve to death behind those high walls. I want you to bring all of them here without exception."


    Isabe remained silent for a long while before she noted, "That’ll require a lot of food."


    "I’ll have people to prepare all the food that’s required."


    An intricate expression appeared in her eyes. Rnd had seen it before on the day she was pardoned, her chains were removed, and she was granted "limited freedom" status.


    If her thoughts could be heard, they would certainlyprise of a loud "Why?".


    She slowly bent her waist and bowed.


    "As Your Majestymands."