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Chapter 257 Mystery

Ever since the five witches fro Island arrived in Border Town, Roland was in a constant state of excitement Which meant that even after the end of the banquet, he found it impossible to fall asleep as he lay in his bed Without any better option available to hiot up to drink half a cup of white spirit and tried forcing his body to fall asleep

On the next“ziya” sounds, he had already recovered a clear head He was full of energy by the ti he immediately headed to the office – at this time the marble white color of dawn appeared in the sky, and sent out the first rays of the hout the roo tiure of the past He was used to Nightingale being there, lazily laying on top of the chair whenever he pushed open the door and entered

With a helpless smile, Roland sat down at the table and rean to plan out the next generation of witch training programs

First, he would let Wendy and Scroll to help the newcomers become familiar with their new environ in with the coar-coated bullet barrage, he would have the visiting witches fully enjoy Border Town’s unique and co that it wouldn’t even be necessary for them to stay in town for his plan to succeed, even if they went back afterward, as long as they spread the news about the fabulous lifestyle in Border Town it would still be for the better

By the tiale finally came into the office, “Oh? You were actually able to rise so early today? Don’t tell me that it’s really as Lily like said, were you really so impatient for the neitches to arrive that you couldn’t wait?”

“What kind of nonsense are you talking about?” Roland s of dried fish on the table, “How did you get along with your new sister last night?

“Sister?” Nightingale curled her lips, “You can’t trust them too much”

“What happened?”

Nightingale reached out with her hand to grab the bag and then turned around to sit on the couch, “The witch named Sylvie, out of the ten sentences she’d spoken, half had been lies Although they haven’t been so grave as to mean that she has some evil intentions towards us there are certainly still a lot of thoughts she is trying to hide”

“Well… that’s somewhat understandable,” Roland seemed to not care about it, “She probably wanted to see if I was the real Roland Wihtly

“In case one of your close relatives were to suddenly change by a great deal, you would certainly also come to think that they had either been replaced or are becouess Tilly thinks that one of those possibilities ’s City, I ell known for always idling awayor skills I was so How could such a person so suddenly change as to straighten his back and start sheltering witches?”

In fact, any bad coerations One of his still existent childhoodin the palace, and he ended up accidentally breaking a few crystal-glass jars

However, to avoid punishment not only did he push all of the blaery of the scene, he even pushed the around six or seven years old girl onto the broken shards of crystal-glass Having this kind of dark history, wouldn’t it be a wonder instead if the other party’s iood? It was reasonable that there would be doubt when the older brother’s nature showed such a draer appeared to be hiate these changes

“Hearing you speak like this, I also want to know,” Nightingale asked curiously, “Are you really Roland Wimbledon after all, or not?”

“I’m both, so yes and no,” Roland answered, and spread out his arale was shocked, “Why does my ability tell me that your sentence is true?”

“Because that’s how it is” Nightingale’s ability could only detect deliberately told lies, and he didn’t think he was telling her a lie