With a large number of torches and lamps erected on the city walls, night envelops the city. In a small clinic in the ghetto, Cheese and Jack meet their companions who had previously separated and the leader of the Dementors, Ms. Hill. This wasn't the first time the mage had met the Dementor leader, as in the run-up to this, Ciel had been tasked with spreading the antidote by the witch, and she had proven her worth by her actions.

"How's the Kingdom's reaction?" asked Cheese, leaning back on a wooden chair in the clinic. The mage still knows how much impact today's actions during the day may have, and it would be self-deception to say that it will not reach the various rulers of the kingdom. Cheese now only hopes that the Kingdom's response will not cause trouble for the night's operations.

"They haven't made any big moves yet. However, what you did during the day was quite noisy, and now there is probably no one in the royal capital who does not know about the glorious trial. Standing in the shadows in the corner of the room, the white-robed wraith said, these beings who could walk through the shadows were not only heralds responsible for delivering orders, but also eyes and ears for gathering information.

"There's no way around it. Those people were obviously under the influence of some kind of magic, and there was no point in reasoning with them at that time. It's just that I didn't expect such a thing as a witch hunting knife to appear in this kingdom, but judging from the results, it's still good. The mage took the bread from his companion and took a hard bite, taking advantage of the precious time to replenish his strength.

"If this Hearn Hand is really the witch knife you call it?" Lothar sat in his chair, the weapon he had obtained from Harold III on his lap. It's just that the current Hearn Hand doesn't seem to be any different from an ordinary battle axe, and if anything, it's nothing more than that the lion totem carved on the axe is particularly exquisite.

"I didn't think it was any different. ”

Cheese swallowed the food in his mouth, shrugged his shoulders, and said to the Count of Montenegro.

"Do you think that birds flying in the sky will understand the principle of bows and arrows? This kind of thing has always been used as a hunting spellcaster, and as a spellcaster, I can't even hold this weapon. And how can you know how to use it? ”

"What about Lady Aemia, how much do you know about witch-hunting knives?" Seeing that he could not get an answer from the mage, Lothar turned to ask the witch to come.

Aemia was eating, too, but it seemed that her attention was not on the food in front of her, but on something else. This also caused the witch to react when the Count called her name for the third time.

"Do you want to ask about the witch hunt?" Amia's eyes were still a little puzzled, and she didn't seem to hear Lothar's question clearly. After receiving the latter's affirmative answer, the witch gave her hair a haircut and continued.

"Maybe I can tell you something about that. ”

Not only did Emia make Lothar happy, but even Cheese unconsciously leaned forward a little bit, so as not to miss the witch's next words. You must know that there are few records of witch-hunting knives, even in the library of the Gray Tower, and even those records are mostly only the various abilities of witch-hunting knives, and there is no mention of how ordinary people use them.

"First of all, the information I know is only the experience of witches who have been hunted down for a long time, and it is not guaranteed to be applicable to everyone. The witch cleared her throat and began her explanation.

According to Aemia, as an alien living among humans, witches have always been the primary target of hunters. It can be said that a mature hunter may not have encountered werewolves or vampires in his hunting career, but he must have had the experience of fighting witches. And because of the appearance characteristics of the witch race, even the hunters who hate the dark race the most will inevitably have an intersection with the witch for some reason in addition to hunting. And this is also the main source of knowledge about witch hunting knives.

According to hunters who have been bewitched by the witch's beautiful appearance, witch knives are mostly the same as ordinary weapons. Only when their bearers have no magical powers, but come into contact with magical beings, can witch hunting knives show their extraordinary side.

However, this is not to say that anyone can use a witch hunting knife as long as they do not have magical power, strictly speaking, this kind of thing is the same thing as those swords that can only be drawn by natural kings in mythology, and the war hammers that can only be wielded by a certain god. The difference is that most witch knives are a bit less powerful. In other words, most witch hunting knives can be used by their own choice. If they are held by those they do not recognize, then what they get is a weapon that is not so easily broken.

"Although it has not been confirmed by rigorous testing, our guess is that the witch hunting knife should be based on the beliefs of the bearer. The witch looked across the table at the tomahawk in Lothar's lap and said, "This belief may be hatred, or a sense of glory, or just pure desire. When the user has the belief that the witch hunting knife is approved, the witch hunting knife will naturally help its owner. ”

"Hmm... With all due respect, you're saying too general. The mage frowned and tapped his fingers lightly on the table. For Cheese, this level of intelligence is not useful information at all. But considering that this is something that even their own teachers can't tell, maybe the witches already know a lot.

"Faith?" Lothar listened to Aemia's words, and brushed the pattern on Hearn's hand with her hand, not knowing what was going on in her head.

At this moment, the door to the room where several people were located was opened. Ciel, still wearing a crow mask, walked in, bowed slightly to the witch and mage, and said.

"My lords, there is information that something strange has appeared in the business district. Mr. Roland has already sent the Batmen to scout first, but he asked me to come and talk to you as well, just in case. ”

"Looks like our opponent can't wait? Cheese patted the crumbs on his robe as he spoke, and stood up, "How's the nezumi doing?"

"Their night offensive has begun. As you might expect, casualties are starting to appear among the human soldiers. But now it looks like they should be able to make it to dawn. ”

"I see, try to protect the human soldiers without being detected, if they fail, our efforts will be meaningless. If necessary, ask the Edward patriarch to use the grave guards behind the nezumi. The mage ordered.

"Sounds like something is going on again?" said Jack, who was resting on his stomach on the table, as he opened his eyes when he heard Cheese's words. For this wolfwalker, the night is a good time to go out and find someone to fight.

"yes. You'll come with me later. Lady Aemia, please go back to the command post first, I'm afraid that someone will want to smash the Yellow Dragon. The witch nodded, willing to follow the mage's words.

"What about me?" asked Lothar, seeing that everyone else had a mission.

Cheese glanced at the Count of Montenegro and said.

"I'll have Miss Hill send someone to escort you back to the Earl's Court. You take a rest first, the night is not your time. ”