Chapter 848 (1/2)

Chapter 848: Mission Pure Witch

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“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.” Roland shrugged. “As for myself…” Several explanations had run through his head, including the lack of able personnel, Andrea’s communicative 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.” Roland began to laugh 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 gladly accept and cherish a glorious opportunity like this which did not come 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 Isabella.

Roland had not expected this. The latter was not a member of the Witch Union and hence could not access 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 collapse, is that so?”

If it was not for the mildly grim look on her face, Roland 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.” Roland was puzzled as to why the Ice Witch had revealed this information to the latter, 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 popular cathedral in the Holy City has collapsed 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.” Isabella replied in a disgruntled voice. “There’s bound to be some people who now know where they’re stored… if word gets out, your plans 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 Roland remembered the latter had mentioned this in the intelligence she had provided. It seemed that Zero’s plan 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. Isabella 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 Black 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 glanced at Isabella.

“They’re separately stored in hidden warehouses all over the Hermes Plateau. It’s hard to explain where they are exactly.” The latter 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 collapse. Otherwise, the army will find it difficult to stem the flow of refugees.”