Chapter 704: A Conversation Across Eras
Seventy-Six closed the door, shutting out the tavern's clamor, then sat back down across from Agatha.
She knew that once she left the Wolfheart Witches' operation, her chances of being exposed would increase significantly, but concealing her identity was no longer the priority.
"I thought you would take me to some deserted place," Agatha surveyed the booth. "I didn't expect it to be somewhere like this."
"Taverns have always been good places for exchanging information and fostering relationships, Your Grace," Seventy-Six poured her a mug of ale. "I hope you won't blame me for not being able to provide a more elegant setting for our discussion, especially since I've only been in Neverwinter City for two days."
Since she was no longer worried about exposing her identity, the tavern could obviously reduce the other party's suspicion to some extent—conversing in a crowded place was clearly safer than in an empty street corner or alley. Although both of them were immune to the cold, she probably wouldn't easily agree to being led to a more deserted place by a stranger based solely on a few words.
And most importantly, she harbored no hostility towards either Neverwinter City or the Witch Union, and there was no need to actively put herself in the enemy's position—hiding her identity was only to find the Chosen One, and now that she had a better way, she naturally wouldn't act according to the original plan.
Mortals and witches now faced a common enemy, and danger was imminent.
"How did you find me in just two days?"
"Your workplace, the time you return to the castle, the route you take back to the castle... the former two can be inquired from Wendy through the Wolfheart Witches, and the latter can be learned from the local people." Seventy-Six concisely explained the process. "After learning that you had become a member of the Union, I decided to contact you proactively."
"I see," Agatha gazed at her intently. "So, are there other witches who survived Taqila?"
"You could say that, but we are no longer witches," Seventy-Six knew that the only reason the other party was willing to meet with her was because of the news of Taqila, so she didn't hide anything on this point. "The body cannot preserve centuries of time. We can only use another method to continue our people, such as the body you are looking at now, which is a Divine Punishment Army soldier from the church."
"You mean... you not only control this body, but you can also freely activate the God's Stone Domain?"
"Yes, this is also the ultimate goal of Akalys—to fuse a witch and a mortal into a Divine Punishment Warrior who can fight against demons. Losing more than half of her blood will not immediately cause the witch to die. As long as the soul is transferred to the body in time, she can become a perfect transcendent warrior."
"I knew her plan wouldn't be so simple," Agatha was silent for a long time before drinking the ale in her cup in one gulp. "But judging from your tone, the other survivors don't seem to agree with this approach? Also... what is your purpose here?"
"Before answering this question, I would like to ask you something very important first," Seventy-Six said solemnly.
"Speak."
"Have you told the Witch Union about the demons, the Battle of Divine Will, and the Union?"
Agatha nodded.
Seventy-Six immediately showed a hint of excitement. "What about them? Did they accept this statement?"
"Not only did they accept it, but they are also prepared to meet the Third Battle of Divine Will," she replied. "In fact, the Witch Union has already fought with demons not long ago and killed a Demon Slayer and two Heart Fear Demons."
Seventy-Six couldn't help but clench her fists. Everything was as she had expected. Agatha had indeed revealed this news to the local witches. In this way, the Union and Taqila had become natural allies, and she no longer needed to hide her identity and could go straight to the point.
Although the latter half of the other party's words was equally intriguing, and she also wanted to know where the Union witches had encountered high-level demons before the Red Moon arrived, and how they had defeated them, there were more important things to talk about now.
Without hesitation, Seventy-Six told the story of Nataya's and Akalys's conflict, as well as the Chosen One Project, from beginning to end. "Now, the witch who can activate the Sky Barrier Instrument and sweep away the demons is in the castle area. I hope you can help me find her."
Agatha also seemed a little stunned. "Can anyone really do that?"
"Lord Pasha told me so," Seventy-Six said, taking off the ring and handing it to the other party. "As long as someone casts a spell, through the multicolored magic stone, you can see the orange light symbolizing the 'key'."
Agatha pursed her lips, took the ring and looked at it for a while. "I think you should talk to the lord of Neverwinter City."
"Of course, I will explain everything to Wendy... wait," Seventy-Six was startled. "Lord of Neverwinter City? Do you mean... a local mortal in charge?"
"Yes, Roland Wimbledon, that seemingly ordinary, even somewhat reckless mortal," for some reason, Agatha's lips showed a hint of a smile. "He is the core of the Witch Union."
Seventy-Six frowned. "I don't quite understand... what you mean."
"I was like you at first," Agatha returned the ring to her. "Later, I gradually realized that without Roland, the Witch Union would not exist, Neverwinter City would not be what it is now, and Graycastle would not be able to defeat the church. Everything started with a mortal. If you want to find and take away the Chosen One, you don't need to explain the situation to Wendy, but talk to Roland in person."
"But..."
"Don't worry, he knows more than you think," Agatha chuckled. "Do you know what he said to me when I woke up from the ice coffin, when I was disheartened after learning that the Union was no longer there? 'Mortals can defeat demons.'"
"That's too—"
"Arrogant, right?" she interrupted. "I thought so at first too. But in fact, I saw hope in him, and the other witches in Neverwinter City believe in this even more. So if Taqila wants to cooperate with the Witch Union to fight against demons, you must obtain Roland's approval."
Seventy-Six was a little suspicious of her ears. If the other party was a wild witch, it would be understandable to recognize the power of mortals so much. After all, after more than four hundred years of changes, this was no longer the era when the Union ruled the continent and witches were high above. But Agatha was a thorough Taqila witch, so why would she trust mortals so much? This trust had far exceeded the extent of recruiting mortals as experimental assistants!
Although she had the task of contacting the secular power from the beginning, she did not expect it to unfold in such a situation.
Seventy-Six put away the ring and was silent for a moment. "Please allow me to consider it carefully."
After speaking, she bowed to Agatha again, and then left the tavern.