Mystery: Mr. Witch and Miss Hunter

Chapter 19 Gregory

Altaïr went to the window and drew the curtains so that no one outside would notice what was going on inside.Then he quickly extinguished the flame in the fireplace, put the ashes in the stove into the dustpan and dumped them into the dustbin. A secret door.

Altaïr examined the scene carefully, pondering in his mind.The blood on the tiled floor was easy to deal with, the trouble was the splatter on the painted ceiling.

It would be troublesome to repaint it... that's the only way to go.

Altaïr picked up the Blood Eviscer and punched it hard at the chandelier on the ceiling.

The three-story chandelier with a wooden case fell to the ground with a bang, and a large piece of wall covering fell to the ground, and the blood-stained part fell off.Altaïr checked again to make sure that there were no remaining bloodstains on the ceiling or elsewhere in the room, and finally threw the bloodstained wall covering through the secret door.The sound of heavy objects falling into the water came from the door.This trapdoor connected Backlund's sewer system, and finally flowed directly into the Tussock River.

Is it possible that Venata moved to live with me because she didn't want to clean up the mess?
Altaïr took a breath, suddenly had a nonsensical thought, and then he was amused by himself.

"It's all because of you, I still have to tidy up the room..."

Altaïr kicked the corpse on the ground.He suspended the corpse's wound above the dark passage to prevent the blood from flowing to the floor.

After about 10 minutes, black crystal-like substances began to precipitate from the corpse, forming a jelly-like solid that exuded a strange light.Altaïr was no stranger to this solid mass.This is the Extraordinary characteristic of the "Assassin". Back then, Altaïr became an Extraordinary by eating such a piece of thing by mistake.

Seems like a new rookie assassin... Altaïr clicked his tongue.The other party obviously didn't fully digest the assassin's potion, and the impersonation he did was probably just reading a few popular assassin novels.To complete the role-playing, a successful assassin should focus on how to evacuate, after all, only if he is alive can he go home and digest the potion.

Altaïr quickly emptied the assassin's pockets, threw the debris on the ground, and then kicked the assassin's body into the secret door.

This guy's revolver seems to have some tricks. The gunshots just now were not too loud. I thought I had to call the police this time to go through the regular channels... In that case, I would be at a disadvantage without witnesses.

Altaïr picked up the revolver and looked it over carefully.Unlike ordinary revolvers, there is a connecting rod at the end of this gun. When the trigger is pulled, the connecting rod will push the runner forward. The gaps in the body are blocked.In this way, the airtightness of the gun is ensured, and it can even be directly equipped with a silencer. (The prototype is Mosin Nagant M1895, someone in the province is arguing with me whether the revolver can be equipped with silencer)

It's not a Extraordinary weapon, but in a low sequence, in a sense, this gun is even more effective than most Extraordinary weapons... Altaïr put the gun away in satisfaction, and began to check the opponent's belongings.

After 2 minutes, Altaïr sat on a chair beside him in a daze, and couldn't help covering his face with his hands.At this time, he regretted kicking the opponent's corpse into the Tussock River too early, because now he really wanted to whip the corpse to vent his anger.

Come on, you're actually poorer than me?
Among the other party's belongings, only a wallet containing less than ten pounds in cash, a cigarette case containing shredded tobacco, a pipe made of ceramics, and 23 rounds of bullets—one of which had already been fired into that guy's head.

"I don't smoke..." Altaïr picked up the pipe and fiddled with it dumbfoundingly, "If it weren't for the fact that this revolver is not bad, this trip would have been in vain."

It is not so easy to realize the Assassin's Extraordinary characteristics, not to mention how many newcomers you can meet, Altaïr himself still hesitates to ask people to take this route out of principle.

Assassins are risky, you need to be cautious when getting started...

Altaïr held the piece of Extraordinary Characteristics in silence for a long time, then he shook his head, put the rest of the things back in place, took a small bronze-framed mirror in front of the table, and took out essential oils and hydrosols from the drawer , began to arrange the ceremony.

He wants to divine the assassin's purpose and whether there is a master messenger behind him!
According to the rules of the secret agreement, Altaïr arranged candles made of night vanilla and deep sleep flower on the table to symbolize the goddess. Originally, a second candle made of moon flower and deep red sandalwood was needed, so that It symbolizes the crimson moon. However, after the war, Altaïr found that the prayers using this candle were gradually not answered by the goddess, so he gave up this material.

Altaïr arranged a third ordinary candle to symbolize himself, and placed the mirror between the three candles.

After all this was done, Altaïr lit the matches, lit the two matches symbolizing the goddess with one match, and then lit his own candle with the other match.Then, he took two steps back and prayed in ancient Hermes:
"Goddess of the Evernight: You are nobler than the stars and longer than eternity;"

"You are Lord of Death, Mother of Secrets;"

"Queen of Doom and Fear, Lord of Sleep and Silence;"

"I pray for your wisdom, I pray that you will come to this mirror with the secrets that happen in the night;"

"Please tell me the origin and purpose of this assassin!"

After being promoted to "Instigator", Altaïr mastered the skill of mirror divination.Although compared with pendulum divination, astrolabe divination, or divination wand divination of other sequences, this divination method is quite limited, but after all, it is better than nothing.For example, Venata's hunter sequence has no similar ability at all.

Under the dim candlelight, the surface of the mirror fluctuated like ripples on the water surface, and then a blurry scene appeared in the mirror, a woman in a black robe and a pointed soft hat was sitting in front of the bar, smoking a pipe while talking to The well-behaved man beside him was saying something, and at the same time, a line of black subtitles slowly appeared under the mirror, and the speaker was carefully distinguished by the two colors of black and red.

"Go to Rose Street 17 and kill that guy named Altaïr... If you can succeed, I will give you the next sequence of potions."

The lazy and beautiful boss's temperament at this time is completely different from usual.Although her lazy temperament remained unchanged, even through the magic mirror, Altaïr could sense the infinite charm on her body at this moment, as if her gestures could seduce people's hearts.

"As long as I kill him, can I join the Witch Sect?"

The middle-aged man looked at the crystal solid piece in Gagaran's hand, and asked greedily.

"To be precise, it is to join the 'Society Society', which is another relatively legal identity of ours. I don't like to break my promise... But I have to tell you, the same terms are also valid for him. His sequence is relatively high, So I handed over the initiative of the assassination to you. If you are killed by him, I will also find a chance to give him the next sequence of potions."

Ge Gelan stretched out an index finger, tapped lightly on the man's chest, and then stroked it all the way down to the man's lower abdomen.

"What our witch sect needs is not you or him, but an excellent 'assassin'... I hope you can recognize your own status."

The Witch Sect? So the organization behind Gagaran is the Witch Sect?Altaïr suddenly realized.No wonder she dared to answer every question like this. It turned out that there was such a secret organization behind her.

Good guy, the witch is by my side?
This so-called Witch Sect is a secret organization that believed in the original witch in the Black Iron Age. It used to be a huge organization with angels, and it is said that it has close ties with another secret organization, the Gnosis Society.

So, the Witch Sect wants a suitable thug, so they raise Gu here in the East District, and engage in this kind of survival of the fittest to select new members, and somehow get me involved?
Altaïr was a little dumbfounded, and felt that the Witch Sect really deserved to be a cult organization, and it really lacked basic logic in its actions.

However, at this moment, the mirror in front of Altaïr suddenly shook slightly.Before Altaïr could react, the image in the mirror suddenly disappeared, replaced by Gagaran's beautiful face with a half-smile!The other party's vermilion lips parted lightly, even if he didn't look at the line of subtitles below the mirror that was almost seeping blood, Altaïr could still see what the other party was saying from the shape of his mouth.

"Are you looking at me?"

When the words came out, the temperature in the room instantly dropped by nearly ten degrees, a thick layer of hoarfrost formed on the windows out of thin air, all the candles were extinguished, and the cold wind blew out from the mirror, making Altaïr's cheeks ache. !

With a cracking sound, a white and tender hand stretched out from the mirror, followed by the other, both hands worked together to pull out the body of a charming woman in the illusory and distorted mirror space .There was also a mysterious black illusory liquid flowing on the other party's face, which made her figure even more charming.It was irresistible to give up reason and hug this delicate body like a goddess of the lake into his arms.

Gagran stretched her waist, the liquid on her body ignored the absorption of her body and clothes, and flowed down her ivory calf exposed under her robe to her feet.As the liquid left her body, Altaïr only felt that the lines of her face were more charming than when she just jumped out of the mirror, which almost made him lose his mind, and his originally tense body suddenly collapsed. relax.

"Does it look good?"

Gagran stepped lightly and approached Altaïr, and when she spoke, her breath carried a scent of roses, which made Altaïr's ears and nose itchy.

Seeing that Altaïr couldn't deny it, Gagaran lightly licked his cherry red lips, and smiled as if he had succeeded in a mischief.

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it... I will help you admit and accept this."

(End of this chapter)