"What happened when the mine collapsed, please tell me more carefully."

Anna nodded and began to narrate.

Roland was a little surprised.

He thought the other party would be silent, complain, or curse, but she just cooperated with her questions and answered them and said whatever she asked.

The story is not very complicated. Anna's father is a miner and was working in the mine when the landslide was collapsed. Anna, who received this news, immediately entered the mine with other miners' families to rescue. It is said that the North Slope Mine was a nest of underground monsters, with many forks inside and connected. Since the rescuers did not have unified command, they scattered and searched for them after entering the cave. When Anna found her father, only Aunt Susan and Uncle Angke were present.

She found that her father had his legs broken by a cart full of ore and could not move. But there was a famous miner squatting beside him, plundering coins. Seeing that he was hit by the robbery, the miner rushed up with a hoe and knocked Uncle Angke to the ground. Just as he was about to kill him, Anna killed him first.

The couple next door vowed not to tell her about her, and the three of them rescued Anna's father together. But before dawn the next day, Anna's father went out with a cane and reported that his daughter was a witch to the patrol guards.

"Why?" Roland couldn't help but turn around and ask when he heard this.

Barov sighed, "It's probably for the bounty. If you discover and report the witch, you can get 25 golden dragons. For a person who breaks his legs, these 25 golden dragons are equivalent to the guarantee for the rest of your life."

Roland was silent for a moment, "The other party is a strong and powerful adult man. How did you kill him?"

At this moment, Anna smiled. It was like a rippling wave on the lake, and the torch's flames shaking.

"It's what you call the devil's power."

"Shut up! The witch!" The warden shouted, but anyone could hear the tremor in his throat.

"Is that so? I want to see." The fourth prince was unmoved.

"Your Highness, this is not a joke!" the chief knight turned his head and frowned.

Roland walked out from behind the Knight and stepped into the cage step by step. "If you are afraid, you can leave first. I did not ask you to stay here."

"Don't panic, she still has the lock of God's punishment around her neck!" Barrow comforted everyone with a loud voice, as if comforting himself, "No matter how powerful the devil is, it is impossible to break the blessing of God."

Standing in front of the prison railing, Roland and Anna were only one arm away from each other. He could clearly see each other's cheeks covered with dust and scars. Her tender facial features mean that she was underage, but she could not catch a trace of childishness in her expression. Not only that, even anger was difficult to find - this incongruous feeling Roland had only seen on TV. It was the appearance of a wandering orphan who suffered from poverty, hunger, cold, etc. in an interview. But it was not exactly the same. The wandering orphan always hunched over and lowered his head when facing the camera, but Anna did not.

Until now, she still tried to stand up straight, her eyes slightly raised, and she looked straight in the prince's eyes calmly.

She was not afraid of death, and Roland realized that she was waiting for death.

"Did you see a witch for the first time? Sir? Your curiosity may kill you."

"If it is really the power of the devil, you will encounter misfortune at one glance," Roland replied, "then it should not be me who died, but your father."

The fire in the cage suddenly became dimmed. This time it was definitely not an illusion. The flames seemed to be suppressed by something, and soon there was only a small cluster. He heard the rapid breathing and prayer coming from behind, and the muffled sound of someone falling down when he was panic.

Roland's heartbeat gradually accelerated, and he felt that he was at a wonderful dividing point. On one side was the world of common sense, operating meticulously according to the planned constants and laws. On the other side was the incredible world, full of mystery and unknown. He was now standing in front of the gate of this new world.

Is the God's Punishment Lock hanging around her neck? What a simple chain, a red iron chain hanging with a crystal clear pendant. If the witch's hands were not firmly handcuffed behind her back, this kind of thing could be destroyed by pulling it?

Roland turned around and glanced at everyone. While everyone was still praying in panic, he quickly reached into the cage, grabbed the pendant and pulled it hard, and the pendant and the chain snaps broke in response - even Anna was stunned for this action.

"Come on." He whispered. Are you a liar, a chemist, or a real witch?

If you take out bottles and jars now and start placing strong acids, I will be disappointed. He thought to himself.

Then Roland heard a crackling sound, which was the sound of water vapor expanding under heat - white mist rose on the ground, and the surrounding temperature rose sharply.

He saw the flames rising from the other party's feet, gently licking the girl's naked calves, and then the ground where she stood was burning. The torch behind her exploded at the same time, as if she had obtained pure oxygen, bursting out with dazzling light. The entire cell was as if she was daylight for a moment, accompanied by the screams of horror from everyone.

The witch stepped forward, and the flames swam with her steps. When she came to the edge of the prison, dozens of iron railings turned into pillars of fire.

Roland had to retreat, and the scorching air biting his skin, causing unbearable pain. In just a few breaths, he was like returning to midsummer from late autumn. No, unlike the hot summer, this high temperature simply produced by the flames could not surround him in all directions. The heat waves rolled on one side of the flames, while the side facing away from him was full of chill. He even felt that he was sweating coldly.

——She is not afraid of flames.

Roland remembered the words of the assistant minister. It was not until this moment that he deeply understood the meaning of this sentence.

She is a flame herself, so how could she be afraid of herself?

Soon, the iron railings changed from crimson to bright yellow and began to melt. This meant that they had been heated to more than 1,500 degrees, and did this without any insulation measures, which was far beyond Roland's imagination. He was far away from the cell, just like everyone else, and was tightly attached to the stone wall at the farthest distance.

If you don't do this, the high heat generated by molten iron can make the clothes burn even if it is not directly in contact - for example, Anna, her prison uniform has long been transformed into ashes and her body is surrounded by raging fire.

I don't know how long it lasted before the flames all faded.

Only a small section of torches left on the wall burned quietly, as if nothing had happened. But sweaty clothes, hot air, and prison railings burned like devil's minions all told everyone that this was not a dream.

Except for Roland and the Knight, everyone else had collapsed to the ground, and the prison officer was even more scared to the death.

The naked Anna was standing outside the cage at this moment, and the shackles that trapped her arms were gone. She did not block her body, and her hands naturally hung beside her, and the lake blue eyes returned to the previous tranquility.

"I satisfy your curiosity, sir," she said, "can you kill me now?"
Chapter completed!