Mystery: The Fool's Witch Angel

In a courtyard in Yassen, the stars in the night sky twinkled as usual, and weak candlelight spilled out from under the parasols below.

Likoris took a look at the small golden ball suspended in his palm. The translucent morning light locked by the invisible wall was so restrained that not even a trace of it shone through.

What a magical method to maintain such a state. I should ask for more information.

While Likoris was still feeling regretful, Tatiana, who was wearing a white gauze nightgown, was leaning at the door of the room, and some crying sounds came from the dark corridor, pitiful and sad.

"Ok?"

"it is ready."

"I hope you can get your wish this time."

After Likoris finished speaking, he put away the golden ball, passed Tatiana and walked inside, and the brown wooden door closed.

In the chaotic primitive streets of Arequipa, Hermione looked down at the road under her feet as she walked forward. People on the roadside climbed to high places to look at the fire burning in the stone city. The firelight swaying in the wind illuminated the entire place. block area.

Will there be anyone else? There should be more than one.

She touched herself and said to herself. "If you want to do anything, come to me quickly, I'm right here."

The cold darkness extinguished the scorching flames, and the face of the high priest of Ksar was hidden behind the mask. He could not see the changes in his emotions clearly, but the temperature around him was getting lower and lower.

The tribesmen around him unconsciously moved away and coughed a few times. They had suffered an unreasonable disaster today.

"Shouldn't you say something?"

Dekuta, who had an ugly face, turned to face the high priest. After a few moments of hesitation, he felt that he should still defend himself.

"You also know that none of us are his opponents. I will definitely take revenge next time you see me."

"How to repay me? Become His toy, right? I'm so confused that I can't find my way."

The unhappy high priest finished speaking and returned to his place of sacrifice, leaving Dekuta with a distorted face and ever-changing expressions.

"If you knew it so quickly, there must be one of their people inside."

After reacting, he drove away the spectators and led his men to inspect. The familiar feeling was unmistakable.

In the deserted room, Hermione faced the ice mirror and summoned Arrods again. She wanted to confirm something.

"You do this too often. Some things come at a certain price. I don't want to see you suffer misfortune."

"Without further ado, I want to make sure Connor isn't the only one out there. It's your turn."

Interrupting Adros's attempt to complain about running away, she went straight to the point and asked. If he wasn't the only one, there was no need to take the risk.

"Yes, at least he is the only channel I can get information from.

I eavesdropped here... and learned a little bit about it. Every once in a while, someone inside will be sent out to understand the changes outside, so that they can get some information. It's just one person. I don’t know when the next one will come. "

Is this reality? The most undesirable things will happen even if you don’t think about them! Hermione was in no mood to listen to Arrodes' self-guessing.

"Okay, now it's my turn. It's not impossible for evil spirits to be born...

"Are you looking for death?" Hermione, with a tense face, immediately interrupted it and warned it not to dwell on these gossips.

"I'm used to it, I'm sorry. Do you really want to take the risk?"

"Is there any choice?"

"Will you ask my Lord for help? After all, you still owe a lot of debt."

"Yes." "I wish you good luck. It just makes up for the previous problem. Maybe you can plan something and cooperate in conflicts...

The dim atmosphere inside the mirror faded, and the scene in the room returned to the top, except that Hermione was not there.

In an independent house somewhere in Yasen, Tatiana stood up and stretched out her hands upwards. She immediately became alert and hurriedly left towards the reflective place.

"You came so quickly. It seems that Yuan Chu was right. That is very important to you."

Tatiana, whose movements were panicked but whose expression was calm, spoke with pride. She didn't need to be afraid here, as long as she could protect herself for a certain period of time.

"It seems that you know the truth, so don't blame me."

Hermione emerged. She wanted to control Tatiana immediately so that she could have the capital to exchange.

The dense spider silk wraps this place into a large cocoon and isolates the space from the outside world and the spiritual world.

There was a cracking sound, and the surrounding environment shook.

The residents of Yasen felt this shaking feeling. Is it going to be an earthquake? Everyone ran out to an open area.

"Do you want to destroy this city? This is not a place where you can display your abilities on a large scale!"

Likoris hugged the tall and fragile woman and broke through the magic of isolation to come to the room. He raised his right hand to comb the brown hair that fell down to his face, with the laziness of just waking up.

"You did it, right? What did you use it for?" Hermione said straight to the point. The other party was a disaster in perfect condition, much better than herself now.

"You know what? I really want to teach you a lesson here, otherwise you won't be able to remember the pain before. And are you asking questions?"

"Is it you too?" Leaving behind an inexplicable word, Hermione disappeared and left here.

"I haven't finished talking yet. In fact, we still have to talk, really."

Likoris, who said a few words to the air, hugged the people around him and returned to the sofa outside. The tall and delicate woman's eyes were red, and she was not affected by what had just happened. She felt sad.

As cautious as ever, she didn't give herself a chance, but she didn't have to worry about the thing in her hands, as long as she succeeded before then.

"Is this really going to happen? I'm a little worried."

"You should get used to it first. Don't you think we are fine now?"

After sending the tall woman away, Likoris looked at the closed wooden door and said something irrelevant, perhaps on a whim.

"I plan to send her to Earl Russell to be Elze Russell's mistress. In this way, we may be able to get a variety of information."

"The inspections there have been very strict recently. Aren't you afraid that you will be exposed?"

Tatiana, who was leaning against the soft cushion, closed her eyes and leaned her whole body against it. She couldn't miss this opportunity anymore. It was something she had been obsessed with for so long.

"Is the cooperation you mentioned true? Has the 'original' issued new instructions?"

She couldn't help but take the initiative to ask. It had been so long that she was a little distorted. Retaining this strong feeling was both support and suffering.

"Yes, there seems to be items inside that can awaken the 'original'. This is an opportunity."

"That…

"I know what you are thinking. I will do it if I have the chance. After all, even the 'original' is in awe of the existence behind the other party. We must rush before he wakes up."

Tatiana, who knew only a little about it, did not ask for these details. Likoris would tell her what she should tell her.

The one who can make the "original" fear him, he must seize the increasingly rare opportunities.