It felt so good to be close to the witch!

Now that news of a new witch has emerged, before finding out who is behind it all, he plans to temporarily distance himself from the white-haired, silver-eyed witch Ais and the fox-eared witch Elena.

Chapter 13 Coconut Sheep?!

After a moment's thought, Roy put the rare-grade armor and knight's longsword, the rare artifact Conch Shell, the Blazing Breathing Technique manual, and the witch controller from the metal rack into the [Original Sin Cube].

The [Original Sin Cube] has storage space that can be opened and closed at any time. The size of the storage space increases as the number of lit faces of the Original Sin Cube increases.

The feeling of storing things into the [Original Sin Cube] storage space is magical, as if one's consciousness has connected to an alternate dimension that is two meters long, wide, and high. Apart from living objects, anything that does not exceed the size of the storage space can be easily put in and taken out.

After checking everything and making sure nothing was missing, Roy left the hidden area in the treasure room with his kerosene lamp.

……

A dozen minutes later, under the deep darkness of night.

Roy arrived at the entrance to the Blackrock Prison, not far from the lord's mansion, with Red standing in front of him.

Only Roy, Red, Rami, and Rami's squire Al knew about this "lure plan." As for the servant who was ordered to act as Roy's substitute, as a tool, he knew very little, and since he was under the watchful eyes of the two temple knights the whole time, there was no risk of the plan being exposed.

Throughout the entire plan, Roy needs to remain hidden and not show his face, so he is now wearing full armor and a helmet to conceal his face, pretending to be Red's attendant knight, and having Red take him to the prison.

After learning about the healing witch Shanica, he couldn't wait to see her.

Blackstone Territory is not very large, so there are not many prisoners to be imprisoned. For the lord, those who have committed serious crimes are sent to hell directly and are not kept in prison to waste food. Some petty thieves are imprisoned here for a few days, but their numbers are also very small.

Therefore, Blackstone Ridge Prison is uninhabited most of the time.

The arrival of Red and Roy did not attract the attention of the prison guards.

Although a trainee knight was assigned to act as a guard, it was actually a sinecure. When there were no prisoners, the prison guards usually rested in the inner rooms.

As Red knocked on the prison door, hurried footsteps could be heard inside after a while.

The footsteps stopped behind the door, as the guards inside observed the person entering through the crack in the door.

"Lord Reid?"

Amidst the gasps, the guards quickly opened the prison gates.

Although it is generally accepted to rest in the inner room when there are no prisoners in the prison, being caught "slacking off" in front of the guards is still quite embarrassing.

Neither Red nor Roy cared about this.

As the captain of the Blackrock Knights, Red was naturally well aware of the situation in the prison, and Roy had also learned about it from Red before arriving, so it was not surprising.

"I'm going to check on the bottom of the prison. You go and guard the gate."

A deep voice came from Red's mouth. Upon hearing this, the guard jumped and quickly raised his right hand and pressed it firmly against his chest, performing a knightly salute: "Yes, Lord Red!"

The guards didn't ask Red why he wanted to go to the deserted lower levels of the prison.

As Lord Blackrock's squire, Red held a position in Blackrock second only to Lord Blackrock and his son Roy. His words were inviolable orders to the guards, and even if they had doubts, they dared not voice them.

After the guards left, Red and Roy carried kerosene lamps and headed deeper into the prison. Soon, they reached the bottom of the stairs.

It's called the lowest level, but it's actually just three underground levels.

In the corner of the ground, there was puddles of water emitting a faint stench, and the faint, frantic squeaking of rats could be heard fading into the darkness.

If Roy hadn't known beforehand, he would never have guessed that such a place would have the door to a witch's dwelling.

"Young Master Roy, are you really going to see the Healing Witch Shanika?"

Red's voice was filled with worry and tension.

He had met the Healing Witch a few times, after all, he had been the Lord's squire knight since the beginning of the Lord's fiefdom.

Red had a deep impression of this witch.

The chilling feeling of pollution potentially erupting at any moment is something everyone will remember vividly.

However, after that, the witch never appeared in Blackrock Territory again, and gradually, he stopped paying much attention to her.

Unexpectedly, Roy suddenly found him tonight and told him the whereabouts of the Healing Witch, and that he wanted to go see the witch in person.

Even with the "witch controller," it's questionable how much restraint this thing has over a witch like the Healing Witch, who could easily become corrupted and out of control.

Admittedly, a witch controller can take a witch's life, but if a witch is determined to die, she can take someone down with her before she dies. History is full of nobles who have been devoured by witches.

Having a witch controller doesn't mean that meeting a witch is absolutely safe!

With Lord Tulumber's fate still unknown, and Roy being the last bloodline of the Tulumber family, Red, for both reason and duty, did not want Roy to see the Healing Witch. However, Roy's attitude was so resolute that he insisted on seeing the Healing Witch that Red had no choice but to follow and cooperate.

Faced with Reid's repeated questions, Roy's answer remained unchanged: "Of course."

"Uncle Red, don't worry, I'm absolutely sure."

With a sigh, Red was helpless in the face of Roy's stubbornness.

But he had already made up his mind that if the Healing Witch did anything to harm Young Master Roy, he would stop her even if it meant sacrificing himself.

Soon, Roy and Red reached the deepest room at the bottom of the prison.

This is also the only prison cell on the ground floor.

The Blackrock Prison, with its three levels, was originally built to imprison prisoners with extraordinary powers, but it has not been truly used for at least the past decade or so.

Roy looked up and, by the light of the kerosene lamp in his hand, saw four extinguished lamps in the corner of the wall, just like those in the treasure room, and immediately understood.

Roy made no attempt to hide his meeting with the healing witch Shanica from Red.

Firstly, Red, as the original owner's father's squire and now his protector, has a very close relationship with him. Secondly, as a Bronze Knight, Red is sharp-eyed and sharp-eared, making it very difficult to deceive him.

Rather than sneaking around and getting caught later, it's better to "lay the cards on" from the start. This way, you won't be hesitant or timid in your actions.

Moreover, through spending the past few days together, Roy could sense that Red was indeed a trustworthy elder and knight.

"call……"

Exhaling softly, under Red's slightly tense gaze, Roy removed the closed helmet from his head, and the special breathing frequency of his "Explosive Flame Breathing Technique" spread out from his body.

The next second, four pale blue candles lit up in the four corners of the cell.

As the light intertwined, a semi-illusory portal appeared.

Roy reached out and pressed his palm into the recessed area of ​​the door.

After the same stinging pain, the crimson light spread, the edges of the portal solidified, and then Roy saw a figure sitting in a chair, turned to the side of him.

The form-fitting yellow-patterned white dress outlined a curve that exuded maternal love, but what was most eye-catching were the small, delicate white-gold ram horns peeking out from her hair.

Coconut, coconut sheep?

For some reason, this thought popped into Roy's mind.

Chapter 14 The Healing Witch Shanika

The sound of the door opening made the witch, who was sitting quietly sipping tea in the chair, turn around.

It was a face as white as jade, with gentle curves, giving people the feeling of a quiet and dignified older sister.

The only flaw was the thick, almost completely obscuring black hair in her eyes, which represented her impending transformation into a witch.

—The Healing Witch, Shanikaka.

She didn't seem surprised by Roy's arrival. Her gaze swept over Red behind Roy, who looked wary and had his right hand on the hilt of his knight's sword, as if he might attack at any moment. She parted her cherry lips slightly and said, "Are you here to use your last chance for healing?"

She didn't ask Roy's identity; it seemed that whoever came was completely unimportant to her.

Roy did not answer, but stepped into this strange space.

Compared to the "hidden place" inside the treasure vault, this space is larger, about twenty meters long and wide and about ten meters high, and is decorated very luxuriously.

A hammock bed woven from vines and flowers, a dressing table carved from white marble, a wooden table and chairs for enjoying tea and reading, and several oversized bookshelves several meters high along the wall.

This place feels like a noble princess's private room.

Even Roy, the lord's son, didn't live in such a luxurious residence, which shows how well the Lord of Blackrock Lord treated the healing witch Shanikaka.

For knights, the healing witch Shanica's abilities are extremely useful, even a lifesaver. Unfortunately, precisely because the abilities are so useful, Shanica had used them far too many times before coming to serve in Blackrock Territory, resulting in a very high level of corruption and bringing her to the brink of losing control.

As for why the temple would send a witch on the verge of losing control to serve in Blackrock Territory?

That's something Roy couldn't possibly know.

Perhaps the temple is simply lacking in witches? Or perhaps there's some other motive?

Roy walked to the chair opposite the witch's table and sat down, a faint smile on his face: "I apologize for disturbing you so late at night. Miss Shanica, it's a pleasure to meet you. I am Roy Tulumbel, son of Lord Blackrock.

Shanica raised her frost-white wrist, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. Her two delicate and adorable white-gold ram horns reflected a faint arc of light from a white-glowing light fixture on the ceiling of the room: "This isn't the first time we've met. I've seen you before, when you were six years old."

"..." Upon hearing this, Roy felt somewhat embarrassed, as the original owner's memories were not many, and there was no relevant content among them.

However, the attitude of the healing witch Shanica made him realize that, unlike the white-haired, silver-eyed witch Ais, Shanica, a witch under the control of the temple, was much gentler towards strangers.

Perhaps it's also related to the better treatment she received from the Lord of Blackrock?

The healing witch's performance made Red, who was standing next to Roy, relax his grip on the knight's sword at his waist slightly, feeling somewhat relieved, but he still dared not let his guard down.

After a moment of silence, Roy spoke softly, "Miss Shanika, I've come to see you not to use the healing opportunity, but to discuss a collaboration."

"Cooperation?" The witch Shanica picked up the exquisite teacup containing steaming hot black tea in front of her, took a sip, and shook her head with elegant and composed movements. "Young Master Roy, what kind of cooperation do you think I can have with you in my current state?"

"Perhaps next time, or the time after that, I will lose control on the spot after using my ability. At that time, both you and Blackrock Territory will probably be destroyed."

"I like beautiful things, but there are some things that are beyond my control..."

"What if I said I could remove your pollution?"

As the last word escaped her lips, Shanika's eyes widened slightly, momentarily disrupting her intellectual beauty but revealing a unique kind of cuteness.

Startled by Roy's sudden interruption, her expression quickly returned to normal: "Young Roy, do you know that in the hundreds of years of recorded history, there have been attempts to reduce or even remove the pollution from witches, but to this day, only a very few cases have managed to reduce the pollution even slightly, and the price has been extremely high."

"Therefore, no one tried it again."

“If that’s the way you’re talking about, then there’s really no need for that…”

“Miss Shanika, you can give it a try before making a decision.” Roy smiled, his tone unhurried, his eyes calm and confident.

"..." Seeing this, Shanika fell silent.

As a witch, and someone tormented by pollution day and night, she longed to escape it more than anyone else. But it was precisely because of this longing that she felt fear and dread. Sometimes, death is not so scary.

The truly terrifying thing is to give hope only to plunge you back into despair.