Under Lord Denham's gaze, the shadows rose like a fluid against the current, entangled and converged into a black-haired black-eyed girl with a tear in the ribs of a black bodysuit.

- Lilia, Witch of Shadows.

"Looks like you didn't succeed."

Lord Denham's tone was flat, not passionate, not cold, as if he were talking to a stranger.

At the same time, he did not shy away from taking out the "Witch Controller" that he always carried with him from his arms, once the Shadow Witch Lilia had any intention of doing anything to him, he would not hesitate to press the "Witch Controller" and detonate the control necklace around the neck of Vivien, the Witch of Light.

Lord Denham did not hide his intentions, and naturally appeared in Lilia's eyes, to which she did not react at all, because similar scenes would be played out when she met Lord Denham during this time.

"The 'Golden Lion' Mira is stronger than rumored, and with the 'Anti-Hidden Cross' on him, I can't avoid him sneaking into the prison car."

Lilia clutched the wound in her ribs, blood oozing from between her fingers, making her already pale face even paler.

"Time is running out, you've also gone to see it, your sister Vivien, the witch of light, won't last long, and she's really going to get out of control by then, don't blame me for handing her over to the temple."

Lord Denham said nonchalantly.

"......" Lilia said without saying a word, after a long silence, and her voice was slightly hoarse, "I'm going to see Vivien." ”

Without replying, Lord Denham stood up and led the way in front of him, while Lilia silently followed behind him.

All the way down, eventually, the two came to the heavy metal door in the basement.

When the two guard knights saw Lord Denham, they saluted respectfully, and for Lilia, the shadow witch who was following Lord Denham, they looked at each other as if they hadn't seen anything.

The heavy metal door slowly opened, and the huddled girl in the cage, who seemed to be in a nightmare, was reflected in Lilia's dark pupils.

Lilia pursed her lips and came to the edge of the cage, while Lord Denham stood at the entrance to the basement, looking more and more cautious.

To him, witches are not to be trusted.

Kneeling down at the edge of the cage, Lilia saw her sister in the cage with her limbs chained in thick chains, and her frown in pain.

Lilia could feel the stronger smell of pollution on Vivien's body.

In the later stage of pollution, even if the witch no longer uses her natural abilities, the level of pollution will deepen little by little.

This situation made the shadow witch Lilia's heart more and more distressed, and at the same time, her hatred for Lord Denham became deeper and deeper.

If it weren't for Lord Denham's control of the "Witch Controller" and binding to the "Witch Controller", the control necklace around Vivien's neck would have exploded immediately if he died, and she would have killed Lord Denham and saved her sister.

As for the hunt on the part of the Empire?

Has she experienced less hunting over the years?

I don't care anymore.

For her before, the only thing she cared about was her sister.

As for now......

The metal pillars of the cage glowed with a cold sheen reflected Lilia's pitch-black pupils.

If someone looked at her and looked closely, they would notice that there was a faint trace of the swimming black line in her pupils that represented the level of pollution.

Thinking back to the feeling she had never experienced not so long ago, Lilia's decision was a little more determined.

……

Time is like flowing water, and two days are fleeting.

But for the Blackstone Knights who were loyal to the Tulumbel family, these two days were extremely difficult.

The "Declaration of Territorial Annexation Battle" cannot be concealed.

And the news of the wandering witch's attack on the temple prisoner's car three days ago further confirmed Roy's collusion with the wandering witch, which means that even if Roy is not burned at the stake in the end, it is absolutely impossible for Roy to come back in a short time.

The loss of their lord is equivalent to the loss of the backbone.

No one is stupid.

The comparison of the strength of the Iron Mountain Collar and the Black Stone Collar now, everyone has a bottom in their hearts.

If the final "Territory Annexation War" is lost, the Turumbuir family will be reduced to the dust of history, and these knights loyal to the Turumbuir family will also become "wandering knights", even if they switch to other families later, they will naturally be looked down upon and looked down upon.

If it weren't for the fact that the "betrayed knights" who betrayed their families had a more stinky reputation and lower status than the "wandering knights", I am afraid that defectors would have appeared long ago.

In this case, the morale of the knights can be imagined.

Not only the knights, but even the residents of the Blackstone Territory fell into a state of extreme panic and helplessness because of this news.

Unlike the Black Stone Collar, the taxes and labor of the Iron Mountain Collar are unimaginable, and under its prosperous development, it is the blood and tears of countless people.

Compared to the Iron Mountain Collar, the life of the residents of the Black Stone Collar is simply not too happy.

They don't need to be forced to work to mine underground ore veins, nor do they need to bear heavy taxes, they only need to farm and hunt, and they can still have a little savings left at the end of the year, buy themselves and their families a warm cotton coat, prepare enough food, and survive the cold and harsh winter.

However, if the Iron Mountain Leader loses this "Territory Merger Battle", then the residents of the Black Stone Territory will live a difficult life like the residents of the Iron Mountain Territory from now on.

They were worried, hesitant, but they were just civilians who couldn't do anything, and they couldn't even escape from Blackstone Territory and enter other towns without a guide, so they could only silently pray in their hearts every day that Blackstone Territory would win the battle.

The Black Stone Collar, the Lord's Mansion, deep in the courtyard.

Roy sat cross-legged on the bed, breathing at a unique and magical frequency, and in the invisible world, a particle of magic was ingested by him and inhaled into his body.

Not long after this magic particle entered his body, it was transformed into a trace of pure fighting energy.

This trace of dou qi swirled, and finally merged into a group of dou qi that exuded dazzling light.

Roy slowly opened his eyes, his dark pupils exuding a warm glow.

Although he was supplied with energy from the pollution he absorbed from the witch, he was not short of mana particles, but that did not prevent him from ingesting one mana particle from nature every hour.

No matter how small the mosquito leg is, it is also meat.

Feeling the dou qi mass formed by the convergence of a thousand strands of fighting qi in his body, Roy showed a happy look on his face.

With the abundant energy supply in his body, he condensed the Dou Qi Silk very quickly.

For two days, 33 hours to be exact, he practiced breathing without sleep, in addition to the necessary food.

Only the day before the "Battle of the Territory Merger", the preconditions for the promotion of the Bronze Knight were completed.

Next, as long as he refines these 1,000 filaments of Dou Qi into one and uses it to temper his physique, he will be able to advance to the bronze rank!

Recalling the key points in the process of advancing to bronze from Red's mouth, Roy took a deep breath and began to break through.