"Stand up, don't shake it, it's better to see it like this," Robben whispered.

To all the residents, Robben continued, "Because, you don't understand your witches too much, and you won't care about them or love them. Of course, you don't think it's necessary, just as if you don't need to care about a tool that will be thrown away in no time?"

"Oh..." Robben sighed, "My residents, I want to remind you here that your witches are loyal and will never betray you. When you are rich, they will not benefit you from anything, but when you are in a downturn, when you can't even eat, they are still by your side. They are beautiful, and their wisdom is even higher than you, but they are extremely loyal to you, but you are wasting and doing meaningless consumption..."

After patting Little Nalan's head, Robben said, "I only have a witch who often stays with me. I take good care of her, give her some delicious food, dress well, take her to play, chat with her, and sometimes I get beaten by her, but... she cares about me, takes care of me, and will take care of me, and will make breakfast for me, and stay with me when I get angry, and stay with me at any time. My residents, what else do I want?"

"You must understand that the life of a witch is enough to accompany you through your life, and the beauty of a witch is not born with me. Of course, I admit that they are all beautiful, but that is just an appearance. It takes time to make a witch really beautiful... because they are women, need protection and care, and then they will feel that they have support, will repay you, and will be willing to accompany you, rather than, just out of loyalty, and I know that most of you are fond of the old and old. A witch is replaced in a short time, or even exchanges with others. This is not good. You... you have nothing."

"What I want to say is actually that. The witch is the foundation of our city and the most precious wealth of our city. I don't want you to consume my wealth meaninglessly without getting anything. As long as you are loyal, they will always thank you and accompany you to tell the truth. I have seen enough of the witches who are dressed in the streets and haggard in the face of haggardness. These witches should have been the main signs here. They are beautiful and gentle, but... what I often see is just the sloppy look that makes me intolerable. My residents, this is our mistake. Do you understand?"

All the residents, along with all the witches, were very obvious and did not understand what Robben was talking about.

"I want to issue a brand new decree on the witch's decree on how to protect our wealth, and make the witches miserable like now. I don't want to see it anymore. Our city should be beautiful... not be full of walking dead bodies everywhere. I decided to improve the quality of the witch... and then ruin the witch's behavior like you... but it is not allowed."

All the residents were extremely shocked. Could it be that... have they been restricted from their witches in the future?

"Well... are there any problems?" Robben looked around. No one answered. The surroundings were quiet and the sound of blood dripping slowly on the ground was left.

"Hmph, you don't have to be so bitter. In the future... you will be happy that I did this."

Robben took the soldiers back to the lord's mansion, and the residents gradually dispersed. Lar and Camut took the witches back to the Witch Academy with a strange look, and no one spoke along the way.

When he arrived at the office of the academy, Camut finally couldn't help it: "Lal, let's not talk about the trouble he would cause when he cut off the soul controller today. What would be the new decrees to be issued?"

Lar sat on the chair with his butt, his eyes widened: "What do you want to do when you're crazy? Do you want to turn this place upside down? What do he mean today?"

Camuette immediately knew that he had asked for nothing...

"Although... I didn't understand it very well,... the adult's intention seemed to be beneficial to us. At least he did not agree to abuse other witches." Camut guessed carefully.

"For us witches, is there any benefit we can get?" Lar looked at Tianhuāban with a wry smile on his face.

As soon as Robben returned to the mansion, Robben immediately left Little Nalan and entered the study room. He quickly wrote a letter and handed it to the messenger, instructing him: "Send it to the Demon Palace immediately and hand it over to the Demon King Arthur in person."
Chapter completed!