It felt so good to be close to the witch!

Seeing that the white-haired, silver-eyed witch remained silent, Roy continued:

"We can work together."

“I will cleanse you of the pollution and help you conceal your whereabouts so that you can settle down in Blackrock Territory. In return, you will do three things for me.”

"Don't worry, these three things are definitely within your capabilities, and you can refuse if you feel there is any risk."

"Miss Witch, what do you think?"

Roy stared directly into the girl's eyes, awaiting her reply.

"You dare to cooperate with a witch? And even help us cover our tracks?" The white-haired, silver-eyed witch sneered, "Aren't you afraid of being burned at the stake as a heretic by the temple?"

"That's a matter for the future. Compared to that, I value my life and interests more right now," Roy said calmly.

"Heh..." The white-haired, silver-eyed witch chuckled, "If you're not afraid, then naturally we're even less afraid."

“In that case, it’s settled,” Roy said.

“My name is Roy. May I ask your name, Miss Witch? As collaborators, it would be extremely impolite not to know each other’s names.”

"Ais Fiser".

"It's a very nice name. Miss Ais, I hope you'll take good care of me in the future."

After a brief silence, the response was a barely perceptible soft "humph".

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(Regarding the update schedule, starting tomorrow, during the new book period, there will be two chapters updated every night at 19:10 PM. I kindly ask all readers to follow along every day. As a new author with a new book, keeping up with readers is extremely important to me.)

Chapter 5 Knight

After the agreement was reached, the sword of Damocles hanging over his head disappeared, and Roy finally felt a little relieved.

But he dared not let his guard down completely.

Although the possibility of the witch attacking him again is extremely low due to their vested interests, it cannot be completely ruled out.

In the end, only one's own strength will never betray them, and that gives one peace of mind.

He couldn't wait to digest the energy in his body and become stronger.

However, there are some things that need to be dealt with quickly before that.

"Miss Ais, how are my guards?" Roy asked, looking at the white-haired, silver-eyed witch Ais.

"It's nothing serious, just that your body is frozen and you're temporarily unable to move. It will take some time to recover."

Ais shook her head. After making the agreement, her tone became much calmer and no longer sounded so cold: "Your personal guard, that Bronze Two-Star Knight, will recover faster. He should be able to break free in about ten minutes."

“Then I think I need to go back as soon as possible.” Hearing the other party’s words, Roy breathed a sigh of relief. Although he didn’t have any feelings for these guard knights, they were ultimately protecting him, and he would feel guilty if they died because of it.

“Your attack patterns are too obvious. Uncle Red will definitely guess that the witch took me away. I'm worried he'll inform the temple,” Roy said in a deep voice.

"It's better to have less trouble."

"After I've dealt with the impact of this incident, I'll arrange for you to move into the lord's manor. In the meantime, please continue to stay here."

"You don't need to worry about me running away. Blackstone Territory is right here. Where can I run to?"

Are you feeling wronged...?

Upon hearing this familiar yet distant word, Ais's eyes glazed over for a moment. It had been so long since anyone had spoken that word to her. But she quickly recovered, nodded, and offered a seemingly casual explanation:

"Originally, I only wanted to take you away silently, but a Bronze Two-Star Knight has already cultivated battle aura, and his mental acuity is far beyond that of ordinary people. I am not good at concealment, so I can only use magic."

Upon hearing this, Roy nodded. The two had previously been enemies, so he couldn't expect anything. As a witch, Ais had already shown great mercy by not killing the guards: "Miss Ais, could you please take me back? It would take me a long time to get back on my own, and I want to return as soon as possible so that things can be calmed down quickly."

"Of course, this is not one of the three things."

“Fox ears… um…” Roy paused.

"Elena Flamel".

The fox-eared witch's name... Roy's heart skipped a beat, and then he continued, "Miss Elena's pollution should be fine after a day or two, right?"

The white-haired, silver-eyed witch Ais carefully examined the fox-eared witch Elena's condition. After confirming that the pollution had indeed stopped increasing and the situation had stabilized, she nodded slightly: "It seems that everything is fine for now, but she still needs to absorb more as soon as possible."

“Let’s go, I’ll take you back.” As she spoke, Ais stretched out her hand. In the candlelight, her delicate palm reflected a faint arc of light, like the finest white porcelain, evoking a strange impulse in one’s heart.

Roy reached out and grasped Ais's hand. The touch was soft, but the next moment, he felt his body lighten. A magical force acted on his body, lifting him slightly off the ground. Then, the surrounding scenery suddenly blurred and sped past on both sides.

Is this the power of a witch...?

Roy was filled with admiration.

It must be said that being an enemy of such a power is indeed terrifying and keeps one awake at night, but if such a power is an ally, it brings immense peace of mind.

Since he couldn't see his surroundings clearly, he simply stopped looking. Roy closed his eyes to rest. The events of the night had kept him on edge, and now he could take a short break on the way back.

About five minutes later, the surrounding air flow calmed down, and Roy opened his eyes.

The gates of the lord's manor are now in sight.

"Can I help you with anything?"

A cool voice reached his ears, and Roy smiled and shook his head: "No need."

After saying that, he strode through the gate.

In the darkness, Ais watched silently as Roy's figure disappeared.

……

As soon as Roy entered the mansion, he heard hurried footsteps approaching the gate. Soon after, a group of fully armed knights, who were about to go out to search, appeared in his sight.

Their eyes met, and the knight captain's eyes, hidden beneath his helmet, widened in astonishment before exclaiming with delight, "Young Master Roy?!"

Because he was too excited, the knight captain's voice was very loud, and the next second after he finished speaking...

"call out--"

With a whooshing sound, Red leaped across the rooftops and arrived at the scene in the first instant. Seeing that Roy was unharmed and his breathing was steady, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Young Master Roy, it's so good to see you're alright, um..."

"Uncle Red, let's go inside and talk," Roy interrupted Red. The matter of the witch should currently only be known to him and the other knights, so it was best not to spread it further.

After saying that, Roy took the lead and walked forward.

"Notify the other search teams to return and strengthen security at the mansion!"

"Yes!"

After giving instructions to the knight squad, Red hurriedly caught up with Roy.

A few minutes later, in the cleaned-up cabin, Roy sat at the wooden table, while Red stood beside him holding a helmet: "Young Master Roy, the witch who kidnapped you..."

Roy didn't answer Red's question, but instead asked, "Uncle Red, have you notified the temple?"

Upon hearing this, Reid shook his head: "Not yet, I was just about to go when you came back, but I have already sent someone to deliver a message to Lord Reid."

“Is that so… then let’s not inform them of the Temple Witch’s appearance in Blackrock Territory for now,” Roy said in a deep voice.

“This…” Red looked puzzled.

Regardless of the fact that this witch had previously abducted Roy, posing a significant threat to Blackrock Territory, even if she were just a passing witch, informing the temple and having them send someone to capture her would have been the best option.

These uncontrolled witches are like wild bombs, usually quite contaminated, and once they explode, the consequences are unimaginable.

"Listen to me, I will give you a satisfactory explanation in a few days."

Upon hearing Roy's words, Red fell silent, then nodded: "I understand."

Even though he had many doubts, Roy was, after all, the lord's son, and in the absence of the lord, he was the most distinguished person in the entire territory.

Roy did not object to sending a letter to Lord, who was the original owner's father.

Because he knew that even if he spoke up, Red wouldn't agree.

If Red hasn't informed the lord of such a major event, then he has seriously neglected his duty and violated the code of conduct for a knight.

As a knight of the Tulumbel family, Red's first priority in loyalty is the Lord, and only then does he pledge allegiance to Roy, the Lord's son.

Chapter 6 Breathing Technique

After a brief silence in the room, Roy's gaze swept over the knight's longsword at Red's waist, and a thought struck him.

The energy in his body is normally digested very slowly. If he undergoes knight training, can this process be accelerated?

Thinking of this, Roy perked up and said, "Uncle Red, can you teach me the knight's training now?"

"I feel like I've almost fully recovered. You can check it out if you don't believe me."

Hearing Roy's request, Red shook his head and said with a wry smile, "I've seen your body. It's only been two days. How could you recover so quickly...?"

At the end of his sentence, Red paused slightly in surprise.

When Roy first returned, he only checked his mental state and whether he was injured. After confirming that he was alright, he didn't look at him much and didn't pay much attention to whether Roy was physically weak.

Looking at it now, it seems a little different?

Red reached out and lightly tapped several spots on Roy's upper body, his expression gradually changing: "Your body..."

His voice was full of disbelief.

The Bronze Knight's familiarity with his body far surpassed that of ordinary people. After a simple examination, he discovered that Roy's physical condition was completely different from what it had been two days ago. If it weren't for the fact that the person in front of him had no change in appearance, voice, or expression, he would have thought that he had been switched at birth.

"Well, Uncle Red, my body should be able to train as a knight now, right?" Roy asked with a smile.

"It's more than just possible; even a trainee knight might not be as physically capable as you..." Reid's eyes still held shock as he subconsciously replied, then shook his head and stared at Roy:

"Young Master Roy, the changes in your body are related to the witch..."

“It is indeed related.” Roy did not deny it: “You don’t need to worry, it’s related to what I will tell you in a few days.”

Hearing this, Red took a deep breath and nodded: "In that case, I won't ask any more questions. However, it's getting late today, so I can only explain some basic knowledge about knight training to you first. We can start the specific training tomorrow morning."

Roy looked at Red expectantly, waiting for his explanation.

Without keeping Roy waiting, after briefly organizing his thoughts, Red slowly said:

"Knight training is essentially a process of the human body breaking through its limits time and time again."