Sersi woke up with a tingling pain in his shoulder and a faint chatter. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I bet he's going to hate you for the rest of his life, and maybe break your neck....." The voice sounded a bit like Kenny's.

"I'll talk to him before that and ....."

"Discuss?" interrupted Kenny's voice, "you've ordered someone to prepare firewood, and you've even set a time for execution, and you've only consulted with yourself, and then you made a decision, and you didn't even go through me." ”

"Why didn't I pass you?" denied another voice, "you were standing there right now, drinking sour wine from a silver glass with an open mouth, and you agreed, and thought it was a good idea, don't deny it!"

"I just thought it was a good idea, but I didn't say anything, and then you made a decision, and then you ordered someone to prepare firewood!"

As the chatter began to drown out the beating of his heart, Sersi struggled to open his eyes, and the first thing he saw was two blurred shadows standing beside the bed.

He turned his head to find himself lying in a bedroom in Morwinburg, he blinked, recognized the mural hanging at the end of the bed, and confirmed his previous suspicion, then hesitated, then turned his head again, and found that his vision was gradually clearing, and the two shadows gradually took shape, and finally became Kenny and Allen.

"Where am I? what's going on?Winnie?" he squeezed out three questions in his dry voice.

"You're going to have your neck snapped sooner or later, this vicious heart testifies!" Kenny said, pointing at Allen's chest, turning and walking to the bed.

"Lord..... What about Winnie?" asked Sercy, as if picking a question of greatest concern.

"She's fine, but someone wants ....."

"She's in a very safe place!" interrupted Allen with a smile on his face, "We treated her to a big meal and ordered a set of clothes to be brought to her, she is already resting, and she will come to see you when you feel better, don't worry." ”

"Alan wants to ....."

"The inquiry was a pleasure!" interrupted Allen again, "she told us everything she knew, including all that Wilson and the Fralay Convent had, and she was willing to stay for you. ”

"You ..... You know everything?" said Sersi slowly reached out and pointed to the cup on the table.

"Don't think about that, we can understand that, after all, you have no ill will. Alan handed the cup over, "Do you still have the strength to speak?" ”

"Ahem..... Of course!, just a little bruising!" Sersi tried to sit up, but the tingling in his shoulder made him grin.

With Kenny's help, he half-leaned into the fluffy velvet pillow and slowly opened his mouth, "The Sisters of Volley was where Wilson trained the Assassins, since the time of Sam's regime, but his purpose was only for money. ”

"Isn't it training assassins for Barton?" Alan dragged a chair and sat down.

"It's not. Selsi took a sip of wine, "At first he trained the orphans just to make good ladyesses, but then it evolved into training assassins to clear the way for the nobles of Nipur, and anyone could have those witch-wielding horsebacks as long as they paid gold." ”

"It's like hiring a knight?" Kenny chimed in.

"Sort of. "Strictly speaking, those witches are more terrible than the hired knights, because the knights uphold honor, and they are loyal only to gold, and the nobles are unaware of the existence of the Sisters of Fray, they all think that the witches are the lady's attendants in Morwinburg." ”

"What do you know about the fire at the Convent of Follet?" Alan then asked.

"There are different opinions, but not many people know about it. Selsey frowned and recalled, "It was said that Patton knew about the convent, so he sent someone to burn down the convent. It is also said that Wilson offended Gilmer, and that the fire was ordered by the dwarf to be lit. It is also said that a certain witch was bullied by a nobleman, and she killed the nobleman, which angered the knights of the chamber of commerce in the city, and they burned down the convent overnight....."

"Hmm....." Alan nodded, "then..... What about you?" he looked up, "how did you meet?"

"It's a long story, but it doesn't end well. Sersi bowed her head, "I gave up the chance to be with her in order to follow Patton..... That's right!" He suddenly remembered something, and then looked up suddenly, "You just said that she was willing to stay for me?!"

"Well....." Alan hesitated, "yes, but she has to promise us one condition." ”

"Did she say yes?" asked Sersi impatiently.

"Why don't you ask what conditions first?" Kenny interjected, frowning.

"I'm so excited! You know, we haven't seen each other for three years, not since we followed Patton. Sersi was incoherent.

"Winnie's companion said that the fire had killed all the witches in the convent, and now Wilson was the only one left in his hands, so if anything happened to them, the old fellow would definitely try to save them....."

"That way, we'll be able to catch him!" Sersi interrupted excitedly, "Good idea! So, on condition they have to stay in Morwenburg and not go anywhere, right?"

"Almost. Alan scratched his nose unnaturally, "They still have to help us put on a show, so it might be better." ”

"Hmm..... That's right. Sersi nodded, "What play?"

"Uh....." Alan pouted, "we'll pretend to treat them as enemies, but don't worry, they'll still be living in Fort Morwin, it's too cold in the prison!"

He stood up and thought for a moment, "Then, we'll get the word out and let Wilson know that Winnie and Alice have been captured by us." After that, I wanted to put on a scene of burning witches on the execution ground, of course! It was just a play, and it wasn't really going to burn them. Just imagine, if Wilson saw this, he would definitely rescue them, even if he wouldn't show up himself, but at least hire some knights, or others, and then we would be able to dig out Wilson's whereabouts from the mouths of those guys!"

"Sounds good!" Sersi agreed, "but only if you keep Winnie safe, can you?"

"Of course!" Alan nodded heavily, then moved his hand to his chest, "They'll be fine, not a single hair will be missing, Dalton Wolf Stripe and Namu God testify!"

"Thanks, buddy!" Selsey smiled sincerely.

"Rest well, we'll come back to see you tomorrow, and don't move until the wound heals. Alan instructed.

"Rest well, man. Kenny patted Sercy's hand, shoved a narrow piece of parchment into his hand, and got up and walked out the door. (To be continued.) )