Chapter 579 (1/2)

Chapter 579: Two Incoming Letters

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Roland received a letter from Calvin Kant, Duke of the Northern Region.

It was accompanied by a fingerprinted memorandum that expressed the Northern Region’s intent of loyalty to His Majesty.

The letter itself talked about more trivial matters.

First, it asked when Roland would stage his accession ceremony, so that the Duke could prepare his journey to attend. This was the convention every time a new king was soon to be coronated.

The next question asked about the new policies, such as how they should be enforced, what the remaining powers of the nobles were, how succession arrangements should be made and what the management scope of the city hall should be.

These questions were predictable. But it was the last question which surprised Roland.

At the end of the letter, the Duke proposed a connection through marriage. An entire page was dedicated to extolling the beauty and talent of his daughter, Edith. It also claimed that she would be able to handle all kinds of issues and affairs, whether they were domestic or foreign, and therefore, she was the most suitable candidate to be queen. Roland laughed heartily as he read through this section of the letter.

“What’re you laughing about?” Nightingale’s voice came from the direction of the deck chair.

“A very interesting… father.” He raised the letter. “Have a look at this.”

Nightingale came out of her Mist, took the letter from Roland, and read it. Then she frowned and asked, “You won’t agree to it, will you?”

“Of course not,” Roland replied lightheartedly. “I don’t need marriage connections to preserve the stability of my throne. Furthermore, the letter makes her sound so able that I won’t even dare to let her into the castle. Or else, it may become unclear who the king is.”

“You do sound truthful.” Nightingale remarked and visibly sighed in relief.

“Hey, don’t you believe me?”

“It’s not that I don’t believe you, but you know that witches can’t…” She paused for a moment before continuing. “After our awakenings, we can’t be considered complete women anymore.”

“I don’t think that way.” Roland shook his head in disagreement. To him, the social perception that infertility was a defect would be expunged as civilization gradually progressed. Conversely, the beautiful appearances, attractive physiques and incredible abilities which magic power could bring about would become increasingly important and desirable over time. As long as Mankind lived on, witches would inevitably rise up as a group. Fortunately, they could be born in normal humans, and furthermore, there was no specific method to trigger an awakening. These thus allowed witches and normal humans to live and work together or perhaps even to marry.

Just as Roland was about to expound at length on his personal view of witches, a gray falcon flew into the room through an open window and perched on Roland’s desk with a loud thump.

A loop of yellow cloth was tied around its claws—this meant that it was a secret letter which arrived from the old King’s City.

Roland swallowed his words, took a piece of dried fish out of a drawer, and tossed it to the gray falcon which was already waiting for its reward. Then he unwound the cloth and took out the neatly-folded oilpaper from within.

As the size of the secret letter was limited, the contents written on it had to be extremely concise.

The first sentence of the letter was enough to give Roland a huge shock.

“The palace of Kingdom of Dawn has been infiltrated by the Pure Witch who can defy the God’s Stone of Retaliation to use their abilities.”