Mystery: Mr. Witch and Miss Hunter

Chapter 324 Preparation and Reflection

While Adele was learning the many skills of the Pleasure Witch in the warm bilge of the snow wind ironclad ship, Forsi and Amon were trudging through the colorful damp and cold mist.

Fors subconsciously wrapped the clothes on her body tightly to fight against the chill that spread all over her body.

This is very abnormal. After becoming a demigod and strengthening her physique, she shouldn't feel the cold in this environment where the surface temperature of her body just broke zero.

Amon told her that this is because the Outer God here is the "uncertain fog" in charge of the rules, resulting in all kinds of wonderful rules in this fog. Such a reflection star corresponding to their original planet.

The reason why a rule is a rule is because it is universal to those who are enforced, so all the existences that have not reached the level of mythical creatures, the feeling here is limited by the rules to the level of human beings.

Although their abilities have not completely disappeared, the decline in the body's toughness prevents them from using their own strength as before, otherwise they may cause unexpected damage due to excessive exertion.

This nasty fog made people feel more irritable than when the air pollution in Backlund was at its worst... Fors rubbed her cheeks vigorously with her hands in some annoyance.

This colorful mist is like liquid droplets and dust. Every step she takes, Fors feels uncomfortable as if there are spider webs hanging on her face. The fog in the room fiddled back and forth.

Not only that, the visibility of the fog is very low, only less than ten meters, people must concentrate on walking, and beware of unexpected situations that may arise at any time.

Despite the existence of Amon, this possibility is very slim, but Forsi still can't help thinking about these things.

This feeling is like walking on a dimly lit avenue and suddenly bumped into a spider silk floating in the middle of the road. While frantically trying to get rid of the spider silk that was pasted there, I was worried that my movements would not be good. Will fling the spider directly in the face.

In this kind of weather, you should lie on the sofa at home, fill the fireplace with firewood, and have fun while drinking hot cocoa, instead of going long distances in a corner of the starry sky with the cold air that can penetrate into the bone marrow trek……

Just when Fors began to miss his warm fireplace in Backlund, Amon finally stopped.

"We're here, it's here."

This is it?

Forsi was a little surprised, and quickly looked up, but only saw a bluish-black brick wall, and didn't see the whole picture of the building.

"Are you sure it's here?"

Amon didn't speak, and Forsi took a step forward consciously, stretching out her hand and pressing against the blue-black wall.

An illusory spiritual door opens, and the simple ability to "open the door" is not restricted by the fact that it is not connected to the spiritual world, and can still be used normally.

——After reaching a high sequence, even the simple ability of "opening doors" has undergone a qualitative change. Not only can it lead people, but it can also open doors in various places with restrictions.

Without a sound, the two passed through the blue-black wall and entered the interior of the church.

……

Inside the church, Forsi, who entered through the wall, found that her vision was not affected any longer, and the physical improvement brought by the demigod returned to her body.

The thick green and black walls cut off the illusory colorful mist, which made Forsi breathe a long sigh of relief, and the annoying feeling finally disappeared.

However, soon, her attention was attracted by the scene inside the church, and she no longer paid attention to the refreshing feeling brought by the disappearance of the fog, and let out an uncontrollable exclamation.

As far as she could see, there were all thick obsidian obelisks lined up.

All the steles are similar in material and size, more than two meters high, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, with exaggerated reliefs on the top.

The pattern on the relief is a distorted and fuzzy pale golden human figure, with an indescribable majesty.

Strangely, even though the figure was carved on a pure black stone pillar without using any paint, when Foer thought about his image, he couldn't help but think that he was pale gold, just as if she had no reason to It is believed that this relief is not exactly the same.

It's just that the human form seems to lack a bit of spirituality at this time, which makes Forsi look away resentfully.She suspected that if the human figure really returned to its complete state, then she might have serious problems just by looking at the relief.

The only difference on these stone tablets is the content. Unlike the human figure on the top, which can leave a definite impression even though it is not real, the characters on the stone tablet are the Loen characters that Forsi is familiar with, but she can't do it anyway. Understand what meaning is contained in the arrangement of those letters.

"Okay, there's nothing to see, this is just the first stop, and the next thing is the highlight."

For some reason, Amon's voice carried a bit of lightness, as if he was not lurking in the lair of the Outer God, but was preparing to visit an old friend's house. There was a kind of leisure in his words and deeds that Forsi could not understand.

He pointed to the rows of stone tablets, and said in a firm tone:

"They will appear differently in front of different people, and different interpretation methods will produce different results, so it is meaningless for you to study. What you have to do is to find out among these steles that have not changed according to your will. That stele, and push that stele down these chutes."

Amon tapped the ground with his toes, and Fors discovered that there were specially built chutes on the ground for moving these steles.

The bottom of the stele is carved into a smooth slide structure, which can move freely on the slide.

"You can't use your extraordinary ability to move these steles, you can only move them along the slide rails little by little."

Seeing that Forsi was still in a daze, Amon gently pushed her and said, "What are you still doing in a daze? If you finish moving earlier, we can go back sooner."

Forsi opened her mouth and looked towards the end of the church.

Here her field of vision is no longer restricted, and she can see that there are at least hundreds of identical steles in the irregular corridors of this church, arranged in various ways, with no rules to follow. The stone tablet was pushed to the aisle, and the sequence among them had to be pondered for a long time.

"But, this..." Forsi's face turned pale, "When will this be delayed?"

"It depends on your efficiency and IQ." Amon said with a smile, "Because these stone tablets have different cracking methods, if I intervene, the stone tablet you are looking for will not be the original one."

"In this case, why don't you come by yourself?" Forsi complained subconsciously, but what she got was Amon's expression of course and the crooked smiling eyes under the monocle.

——What do you think I brought you here for?

After I become an angel, the first thing I have to do is smash your monocle...

Forsi lowered her head slumped, and resigned herself to identifying the stone tablet.

……

The next morning, Adele woke up in Natalie's bed.

Her navy coat, cotton print pajamas, and Natalie's stockings lay all over the floor, all wrinkled from rolling.

Adele still smelled the mixture of sweet sandalwood and rose essential oil in her nostrils, and the white-haired Natalie was lying beside her, with an aftertaste of joy in her expression.

The performance last night was indeed very sufficient, and the digestion progress of the potion in the body could not be faked, so even though the two of them struggled for several hours, Adele still felt refreshed in the morning.

It has to be said that Natalie's knowledge of pleasure was directly learned from Gagaran, who has lived in different identities for hundreds of years, and her experience clearly surpassed Adele's.

——No way, after all, Gagaran’s knowledge in this area is too rich. If some of the poses were really named after their inventors, her name would have been mentioned at least ten times.

However, driven by curiosity, Adele gave full play to her spirit of being open-minded and eager to learn. Coupled with the feedback brought about by the digestion of the potion in the middle, Adele successfully took the initiative in the later stage.

If I had known this before, even if I am not a witch, I would still be able to put Venata in order...

Muttering to herself, Adele glanced at the white-haired witch lying beside her.After all, Natalie is a little older and needs to rest for a longer time, so Adele got off the bed lightly, ready to get dressed and leave.

Although she asked herself how well she performed last night, it only took a few hours after all, and I don't know how long this trip will take.

——It’s easy to be cool for a few hours, but if you say the wrong thing later, you’ll probably be embarrassed for months.

At least, Adele hasn't figured out how to explain it to Laila yet. Could it be that "your mother is an excellent witch of pleasure?" What should Laila say? "Thanks, you too?"

Thinking of this possibility, Adele wished to disappear in place.

Relying on the assassin's body control, Adele quickly put on her underwear and put the navy coat on her body. At the same time, she was annoyed to find that a piece of candied fruit that fell off at some time was glued to the black cloth, and it was on the clothes. There was a small, inconspicuous yellowish stain on it.

Adele tore off the dried candied fruit from her clothes, and was about to leave, but felt that the corner of her clothes was being pulled.

She turned her head back a little stiffly, and saw Natalie's sleepy face. The sleepy oval face still retained the aftertaste of last night, which made her look even more seductive.

"After the performance, are you going to leave without even saying hello?"

Natalie slowly stood up, the thick quilt slipped off her body, revealing her naked snow-white skin.As the quilt was half lifted, a warm and wet smell came from her body and the bed, enveloping Adele like a quagmire, and gently pulling her deep again.

Adele felt that her lips were a little dry, and she felt that she was about to reject the other party's invitation, which was unforgivable.

After being stiff for a while, she came back to her senses and said with difficulty:
"...I'm sorry, but, you know, it's just acting."

Just after she finished saying this, Natalie immediately showed a relieved and relieved expression. "Looks like I don't need to remind you anymore."

"Witches generally don't take the 'Pleasure Witch' as ​​their role-playing object. There are no other reasons. One is because not every male witch retains the original orientation, and the other is because every witch is similar to Both have unique professionalism in all aspects, and if they choose each other as partners, it is likely to blur the boundary between acting and reality."

"To put it simply, if two witches have always used each other as partners in acting, it is very likely that they have always been obsessed with physical pleasure, and they are still obsessed with similar actions when they are promoted to higher sequences."

Having said that, Natalie's expression became serious:

"Because pleasure is part of daily life for Pleasure Witches, many witches tend to ignore this important point, and this often leads to loss of control."

"……I understand."

Adele nodded. Natalie's reminder was indeed necessary, and it was indeed something that was easily overlooked.

Not to mention anything else, if a "werewolf" of Sequence 7 or a "living corpse" of Sequence 6 insists on playing the "lunatic" of his own pre-sequence, various problems will definitely arise; but if a Sequence 5 The "Witch of Pain", who has been indulging in carnal pleasures, doesn't sound like it's that serious.

In practice, however, both of these manifestations are prone to loss of control, and the impact in this respect is almost equal.

You can't influence your judgment on a thing or the nature of a certain behavior just because of your own likes and dislikes...

Adele secretly warned herself in her heart, but she heard Natalie say again:
"Maybe it's because I'm older, I'm a light sleeper, I heard you woke up before, and I'm planning to leave, is it because I don't know how to face Lila and me?"

Adele stared at Natalie in a daze, and found that the elderly witch had a calm expression and a sincere and serious attitude, making it difficult to say perfunctory or deceitful words.

"...Yes. But mostly Lyra."

Adele hesitated for a moment, but answered truthfully.

Natalie stretched her waist, revealing her smooth and slim curves, which looked like a delicate work of art under the sunlight from the porthole.

Afterwards, she patted Adele on the shoulder and said earnestly:

"You don't have to worry about this. After all, I asked you to do this. It's my decision to let her listen in. I'll let her talk. However, I think you should have other things to consider."

"You're talking about..." Adele asked subconsciously, but soon she came back to her senses, and then fell into deeper contemplation.

"That girl's name is Vinata, right? I've seen her a few times in bars before."

Natalie said bluntly, "Although I'm not qualified to say that as your temporary partner, you'd better explain to her."

"Don't talk about big reasons such as the need for acting, the risk of losing control... There is no reason to speak of emotional issues."

(End of this chapter)