Chapter 62 Oath


    Today was such an exciting day with so many surprising matters that Rnd didn’t want to continue the boring work with the steam engine. Instead, he had his chef prepare an exceptionally great dinner of ck pepper steak and fried eggs without any limit to the amount everyone could eat. After eating, Lightning and Anna had to pat their bloated bellies while Nana, chewing on thest piece of meat, was still full of vitality. In addition to the dinner, he had asked the maid to prepare and deliver a stew out of soft meat and waxy porridge in a heat-preserving porcin dish to Nightingale. Once Nightingale and Wendy woke up, they could immediately eat hot food.


    After dinner, the next step was to arrange rooms for everyone. Fortunately, the lords of Border Town loved exquisiteness and grandeur. Even though this small town was only built for mining, as an early security point, the castle was still built to the standards of a medium sized town. Thanks to this, Rnd now had a nine hundred square meter living area spread over three floors, along with watchtowers and arrow towers in the form of pagodas in the four corners of the castle. He also possessed his own vestibule and back garden.


    Rnd arranged the room opposite of Anna’s room for Lightning while the room next door went to Wendy after her rehabilitation. When Rnd saw Nana walk into Anna’s room with a sugar stick in her hand, he could not help but shake his head in amusement.


    Back at his office, Rnd poured himself a cup of ale. A n was only good until the first deviation. He had thought that with the help of Nightingale, he would have gotten a batch of new witches, getting a boost in science and technology and upgrading agriculture etc., but he had never expected that the leader of the Witch Cooperation Association would have such hostility towards non-witches. Witches like Nightingale seemed to be a minority. Wendy... after the talk with Lightning he knew that Wendy actually didn’t want to leave the Witch Cooperation Association. She only intended to save Nightingale, but after her intervention, she was treated as a traitor by Cara and the other witches.


    After his first drink, Rnd poured himself a second one. Even if the ale wasn’t the best, it was still better than nothing.


    During the meal, Rnd had asked Lightning about her and Wendy’s abilities. Lightning said she could fly like a bird and fly freely through the air while Wendy was able to control the wind. Hearing this, Rnd couldn’t think of a good use for a technological upgrade, but for the uing war they held great potential.


    He also asked her about the abilities of the other witches at the camp and found out that their abilities varied strongly and seemed not to follow any rules. Some effects could hardly be described with science while some werepletely bizarre.


    For example, Cara the Snake Witch, the founder of the Witch Cooperation Association. She could condense her magic into snakes – these snakes were not illusions, they could be touched and also attack an enemy. The different colors of the snakes represented the different venoms. Lighting herself had only seen two types of snakes, paralysis and toxic.


    Rnd found that it wasn’t only Anna, but Cara and the other witches could also only use their magic within a small range. For example, when Anna’s Green Fire left a range of five meters, it would suddenly disappear. Cara’s snakes also couldn’t stray too far. For Nightingale, it was an even shorter distance. When she wanted to influence a foreign object, she would have to leave her fog and be visible.


    For this reason, they were always equipped with crossbows in case they had to face the Church or any other army who possessed God’s Stone of Retribution. Otherwise, they could only flee in all directions.


    Rnd worked until midnight, and the fire in the firece had already dimmed. When he began to sneeze he thought it was time to sleep.


    When he opened the door to his bedroom, he thought that he had gone into the wrong room – it was the already familiar scene again, where a woman was already in the room, sitting on his bed. Her figure was half shrouded in darkness, her shadow reflected by the fire was only disyed in mosaic, like a mural. However, this time there was a big difference to the previous instances, namely that the woman was no longer wearing her body-hiding robes. Instead, she had reced them with ordinary civilian clothes. Her appearance was no longer hidden from the outside world, and now everyone could directly see her appearance.


    Nightingale.


    Rnd became a little nervous, this kind of battle, would ... it be a lucky one?


    When Nightingale noticed that the Prince hade in, she got up and slowly walked over. Even only after half a day of rest, her face looked better than how most people would ever look. Her pale cheeks were reced with rosy ones, and her hair didn’t give her a dull appearance. He thought, I have to say, the resilience of a witch is really amazing.


    “You worked hard in the past few days.” Rnd coughed, breaking the silence and then continued, “Why don’t you rest longer? Lightning has already told me everything.”


    Hearing this, Nightingale shook her head, giving a solemn impression. This gave Rnd the feeling that something was wrong, and in her eyes he could see an indescribable dedication. Rnd realized that she had made her decision and was converging her emotions towards him. This look of determination was difficult to see in many other people, so Rnd waited until the other had found the right words.


    However, Nightingale didn’t begin to speak immediately. Instead, she took a deep breath, got down on one knee while holding a dagger in her hand, and slightly bowed her head – this was the etiquette for the standard knight ceremony, when someone part of the aristocracy swore allegiance to a superior, they would often do it this way.


    “Your Highness Rnd Wimbledon, I, Veronica, also known as Nightingale, swear,” she said in a formal tone, “As long as you will be kind to the witches, I will be at your service, whether as a strong shield against the demons, or as your personal sword during the night, without any fear of regret, until thest moment of my life.”


    Rnd thought, so this is her decision after the Witch Cooperation Association became such a disappointment to her and destroyed her hope of leading the witches into a better future herself. If it went like he wanted, he would refuse her offer, since he was more ustomed to hiring or working together. If there were further ambitions and amon ideal, they could berades.


    However, he knew that sometimes it was meaningless to emphasize equality and freedom. As long as there was no suitable soil, even the best seeds would decay. As a prince, he wouldn’t be able to depart from his role as a prince until he unified the kingdom..


    After a moment of silence, Rnd acted ordingly to the court etiquette in the memories of the former prince. He took her dagger and then touched her shoulders three times with his own sword, “I ept your allegiance.”


    Nightingale’s shoulders trembled slightly. It seemed she could finally rx.


    Then he stretched out his right hand, holding it in front of her.


    Nightingale took his fingers and delicately kissed him on the back of his hand. With this the ritual came to an end.


    Although the allegiance ceremony exercised by the witches was extremely nondescript, following through the whole set of actions couldn’t be archived with an ordinary background ,. And she also called herself Veronica... “Is Veronica your real name? Don’t you have ast name?” Rnd pulled her up and asked.


    “Yes, Your Highness. I have no intention to hide anything from you. Five years ago, I had left the house of Gilen. Now the house and I have nothing to do with each other.” Nightingale told him everything, and put down even thest barrier to her heart by telling him of her own past.


    She was born in Silver City, the city whose name came naturally from their rewarding silver mines. Her father was a viscount, but her mother was born as amoner. Such marriages were notmon, but the two had hit it off well. In addition, Nightingale also had a brother named Hyde. She had spent her whole childhood in Silver City, and that was the happiest period of her life.