Roland once wondered if he had got it wrong. "What?"

The book bite the lip and repeats it again.

This time he was convinced that he did not hear the problem himself. Was the witch concerned so concerned about his marriage? "Are you sure that the witch is not fertile? Is it because... for some reason, it leads to a wrong understanding? For example, the former holy mountain."

"I hope so," she sighed. "Unfortunately, many examples have confirmed this. Whether it is normal with ordinary people or forced, there are no examples of witches giving birth, and other witch organizations are also Have not heard of it."

Reproductive isolation... such a word emerges in Roland's mind. Is the witch really completely beyond the ordinary people and become a new human being, so that it is impossible to breed offspring with the old humans? Or is it because the magic is concentrated in the body, which leads to this phenomenon?

But now is not the time to get to the bottom, he thinks, the key lies in its impact. Does this hinder the idea of ​​wanting to marry a witch?

Roland first thought of Anna.

Although it is a little regrettable that Anna can no longer support his offspring, the premise that he will like children is based on the love of Anna. Without children, this love will not be reduced. And for a person with a modern soul, the relationship between his descendants and him is far less important than the blood heritage emphasized by the ancients. As a single life individual, he does not regard the child as his own continuation. The latter can neither inherit the thought nor inherit the memory, but an independent person.

So emotionally, he can accept that the witch is unable to bear this.

Then there is only the problem of the heirs of the obstacles in reality. However, this is still not a trivial matter for Roland, who has a long history. It is only necessary to build an empire that does not require heirs. There are many options for this implementation. He can think about it later.

On the whole, Roland was surprised to find that this was a big positive news.

How to build a social framework in which a new human witch and ordinary people can live in peace and progress together is a question that he has been thinking after talking with him at night. However, he found that even if there is a stone of curse, as long as the time is long enough, the witches and their descendants will always form a stronger group. Even if the technology develops so that ordinary people can use the magic, they can't make up for the witch's intelligence, memory, A comprehensive lead in thinking speed.

Now he is told that the witch is infertile. This greatly avoided the formation of family groups, weakened the gap between the witch group and ordinary people, and let him see the hope of the two together.

Perhaps it was too long to think for himself, and the nightingale couldn't help but grab his arm.

Roland returned from his thoughts. He comforted and patted the other's back and said, "I thought so before, now I still think so."

"..." The book was smashed for a moment, "What?"

The hand on the arm was caught tightly.

Roland couldn't help but laugh out. Before he doubted whether he had got it wrong, is it now his turn? He coughed twice and re-stated: "Now I still think that I am willing to marry a witch."

......

When the book leaves, the expression is very strange, like a satisfied, but also a little sad, see Roland confused.

He had to ask about the nightingale around him. "Is she alright?"

The latter did not answer, but looked at Roland with a smile, the sunlight outside the window reflected on her white face and supple hair, bright and exciting.

"Well," Roland looked away. "Just when you are in a good mood."

Just then, the door of the office was ringing. "His Highness, the long song fortress came to the knight, and he said that there is intelligence to be handed over to you."

"Take him to the living room, I will come later."

When the prince walked into the hall, the knight immediately stepped over and shouted on one knee. "People asked me to tell you that Tiefko Wimbledon sent a messenger group and has arrived at the long song fortress."

“The messenger group?” Roland said, “How many people did they come?”

"A total of about 50 people."

It seems to be dismissed from the team. He thinks that if it is just diplomatic means, he will not hurt himself. "When did they arrive?"

"Yesterday," the Cavaliers sighed, "Pei Luo adults let me hurry and let you know as soon as possible."

It took only one day, I am afraid that I will be on the road with a torch at night. "Work hard, take a day off and return." Roland looked at the guard and gave way, "Giving a golden dragon to him and taking him to the hotel."

After the Cavaliers left, Roland wanted to put this matter aside. After all, the team of 50 people had no threat to the town. Just for the sake of negotiation, the leader alone could come in. However, considering that Perot is so cautious, it is better to keep track of where the messenger is.

Thinking of this, he recruited lightning and wheat, let them fly to the fortress one after the other to check the situation.

After an hour, the two witches completed the investigation and returned to the castle.

"There is no discovery," Lightning reported. "There are no 50-member knights on the road. Even the knights who have placed orders have not seen one."

"I didn't see a cockroach!" Mai said.

It seems that after they have traveled long distances to reach the big cities, they need to find some fun for themselves and ease the tired body. Roland puts his heart down. "Before the arrival of the messenger, you will investigate every day along the way." He paused. "Right, how was the map you painted before?"

"Probably put a few hundred pieces, almost all of Soroya's room is full," said Lightning. "She has moved the map to the backyard now. Would you like to see it?"

"Okay," Roland laughed.

The backyard of the castle has become a botanical garden. Since Sean brought back the crop seeds of the clear water port, the things planted here are even more strange. Moreover, in order to save land and flower beds, the leaves set up wooden shelves in the sky, so that many plants grow like vines, and even climbed to the half of the wall of the castle. Now the grapes behind the castle are covered with grapes, apples, wheat and sugar cane. When the witches are fine, they will gather in the backyard and eat some fruits and sugar cane from the wall. It is a pity that these crops must grow under the magic of the leaves, and they can only be regarded as test pieces that are not completely successful.

The map is placed in the center of the yard, with five or six square meters, made up of a piece of parchment.

"We are here," Lightning grabbed Roland's waist with one hand and floated slowly with him. He floated over the map. "Do you see the big taupe square in the palm of your hand? From the air, Bentham The town is like this."

"The blue place in the east and south... Is it the sea?"

"Yes, but you have to climb over a mountain."

Roland’s heart was slightly stunned. If it was said that the wilderness was ten times wider than the gray fort, it was normal, but he did not expect that when the complete big map was completely present, the Westland seemed so narrow. There is a desolate mountain in front, and there is a sea in the back. It is like a piece of edge on the edge of the sky. No...not just the West, he fills up the unpainted parts in his mind. If you look at the desolate mountains that divide the mainland as a wall, the gray castle, or even the entire continent, is just a small section behind the wall. land.

......(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please read.)