Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 1055 April
In addition to the two members, The Hanged Man and The Hermit, who were more informed of the news at sea, the Magician Fors had also been to the Church of St. Angelica in person, and subconsciously cast his eyes on Angel, who sat next to Mr. Fool. Even if the other members had never heard of the Witch Church, they knew the name of the only angel in the Tarot Club, and soon, all eyes were on her.

Only Derrick, who was in the God-Forsaken Land and whose mind was full of Silver City’s internal affairs, asked with some doubt:

"The Witch Church? Is it the secret organization that believes in evil gods that you mentioned before?"

"That's the 'Witch Cult'," Alger corrected casually. "The 'Witch Church' that reveres disasters but does not spread them is currently only preaching in the 'Dream City' of Patis. Its followers are limited to the residents of the city and some sailors who frequently travel to and from the port. I estimate that the number of people will not exceed 10,000. The official members of the church should only be in the three digits?"

He said the last sentence with a question in his eyes, looking at Angel.

I should have changed the name and built a church. Now I can't hide it from my acquaintances... But the requirement for the "anchor" forces me to preach publicly... Angel complained in his heart and shook his head.

“Not that many, actually.”

——Including Triss, Sherman, and Elaine, some extraordinary sailors from the "Redhead Girl" fleet, and the witch Tia who had just been abducted into the church, there were no more than twenty people who could be considered official members of the church, not even as many as the clergy of any of the three major churches in Tingen City.

Not only is the number of people small, but Angel's "Witch Church" is also very unhealthy in organization. Apart from herself, the patron angel, there is only one demigod, Archbishop Triss, and the highest of the rest is only Sequence 5. Without bypassing Angel herself, the Orthodox Church can just gather a team of official Beyonders to wipe out this new church.

But the others didn't know Angel's inner emotion and loss. In their eyes, Angel's answer was tantamount to admitting that the "Witch Church" was founded by her, and she even openly occupied a city and began to preach openly.

This is the privilege of the Orthodox Church. Even old secret organizations such as the Witch Sect and the Aurora Society dare not openly set up churches to publicize their ideas.

Thinking of this, Alger quietly looked at Mr. Fool, wondering whether the Queen's actions had the tacit approval or even encouragement of the god. After all, the Rorsted Archipelago where the Dream City was located was under the control of the Church of Storms, and the silence of the Punisher itself indicated a certain problem.

But under the gray fog, Mr. Fool's tall figure stood still, obviously not intending to comment on it.

That means tacit consent... Is this the interference of the revived gods in the secular world, or is it the process of redividing the "territory" among the gods... Thoughts flashed through the mind of "The Hanged Man" Alger. Thinking of the Sequence 4 potion materials that he had no hope of obtaining for a long time, he spoke after careful consideration:

“Dear Mr. Fool, last time you ordered me to go to Sonia Island to search for elven ruins. Just two days ago, I bypassed the blockade of the Feysac Navy and entered the primeval forest of Sonia Island. I found a ruin that is said to have been the residence of the elven royal family... I want to know if it will be dangerous to continue exploring it?”

His trip to Sonia Island was actually arranged by the Church of Storms, and it was also a mission he took the initiative to strive for. His purpose was to avoid the direct battlefield between Loen and the Feysac Navy, and to carry out a secret operation behind enemy lines that was called sabotage but was actually just a slacking off, so as to accumulate certain merits in a relatively safe way.

During the fierce battle on the front line, as long as Alger and the sailors he led did not cause too much trouble to the Feysac people, no demigod would come to personally deal with these guerrillas.

But at this time he packaged the matter as "following the orders of Mr. Fool" with the purpose of getting the god to give him some support.

After all, all the members of the Tarot Club have either been promoted to demigods or have already seen hope. For him, a "veteran", the pressure is really too much.

Behind the gray fog, Klein watched the Hanged Man's expression change several times. Having guessed his thoughts, he laughed secretly and replied in the tone of a Fool:
"Before entering the ruins, ask for my blessing."

When he initially mastered the power of "Source Castle", his paper substitute already possessed the power of an angel, and could defend against most spying and attacks against spirits. With the "Lord of Storms" occupying the top of the path, even if some power of the elves remained in the ruins, it would not exceed this limit.

This is the reason why Klein dared to agree to the Hanged Man's request.

"Thank you for your generosity!"

Alger bowed excitedly and decided to organize the sailors to explore the elven ruins after the party.

As for the reason, it was of course to ambush the passing Feysac people, observe the terrain in advance, and set traps.

As he imagined that the exploration of the ruins would yield some results, Cattleya, the Hermit, looked at the Fool cautiously, her eyes flickering under her thick glasses.

After a moment, she withdrew her gaze, hid her doubts in her heart, looked around, and said:

"The severe cold will soon pass, and Intis's naval fleet will soon head south to attack the coast of Loen."

As a half-Intis person trained by the "Mysterious Queen", most of the sailors in the fleet are "Admirals of the Stars" with Intis and Feysac bloodlines. She inevitably has certain tendencies in the war. This time, Intis' intelligence department also found her, hoping that she could "make some contributions to the motherland" in the war.

In this way, she was able to get this information in advance.

Hearing her words, the Loen people in the Tarot Club all frowned, with undisguised worry on their faces. ————

The long Tarot Club ended. Klein watched the members leave one by one in the crimson light. He waited for a while in the palace in the gray fog and assisted several members who had reached a deal to exchange items. He bestowed the extraordinary characteristics of Amon's clone on "Star" Leonard before returning to the fog of history. He then passed through the historical pores to return to the real world and sighed in the silent wilderness where lightning flashed from time to time.

On the one hand, he sighed for having taken on many "blessing" tasks in the Tarot Club, and on the other hand, he was worried that Loen, far away in the northern continent, would soon be besieged by the other three major countries.

"Don't wait for me to find a way to be promoted to 'Miracle Master'. When I left the God-Forsaken Land, I found that Loen had been destroyed and my home had been robbed..."

While fishing out the lantern that originally belonged to him from the mist of history, he complained to ease his inner emotions.

Although he had only been a Loen person for a year and a half, he still had a sense of belonging to this country because he had combined the memories of "Klein" and inherited his interpersonal relationships. In addition, the Church of Evernight had done its utmost for him. It was neither reasonable nor logical for him to want this country to be devastated in the war, nor for the Goddess of Evernight to fail or even perish in the war of gods.

"The only good news is that the strength of the Tarot Club members is steadily improving... The Hanged Man may be able to find an opportunity to advance in the Elven Ruins; The Moon has reserved the Beyonder characteristics of Sequence 4, and the potion formula can definitely be provided by the Blood Clan; although the Pales in Leonard's body has been reduced to Sequence 2, there is no problem protecting him; Miss Justice is also consolidating her demigod status, but I don't know if there is still hope of contacting the Psychological Alchemy Society..."

The conditions of the Tarot Club members flashed through his mind one by one, and Klein suddenly realized that he had to work harder.

At least he couldn't let Angel get too anxious and finally pin his hopes on the "Conqueror"... He suddenly shuddered, raised the lantern, let the dim light illuminate the area around him, found the right direction, and walked forward step by step.

His destination is the ruins of the Norse city-state north of Silver City, where clues to his promotion may be hidden.

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“Dear Miss Angelica, I am Elaine Soren, and this letter comes from Azshara, the capital of Renburg, a city shrouded in the clouds of war.

"...Since I entered Lenburg from Intis in mid-February, I have traveled to almost all towns and most villages in this small country, searching for documents and materials in various places in formal or illegal ways...At this time, William and Tia are still looking through the stolen files, but I think I can draw the following conclusions...

"There is no city called 'Morola' in this country."

Having written this, Elaine, who was lying on the table, stopped writing hesitantly, as if she was somewhat dissatisfied with the answer that took her two months to come up with.

She turned her head to look at William, who was quickly flipping through documents in another room, searching for keywords with a mechanically precise gaze, and Tia, who was yawning beside her. She clenched the pen in her hand and continued writing:
"…If the investigation does not lead to any progress, can we contact the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom in Azshara directly?"

Then, Elaine wrote some other progress of the investigation into the letter, carefully folded the letter paper, stuffed it into an envelope purchased locally with an open book and an all-seeing eye painted on it, set up a simple altar, and summoned her newly contracted messenger - a white-feathered bird only the size of her thumb.

Watching the messenger struggling to pick up the envelope and get into the spirit world, Elaine was a little worried whether it could deliver the letter safely to its destination. She decided to tell Miss Angelica the conclusion directly through prayer later, and then remind her that there was a more detailed report in the letter.

"When will I have a powerful messenger with four heads, or a cute and docile black cat..."

She sighed a few words and was about to go to William to check the search results of this part of the information, when her spirit became alert and her eyes naturally looked towards the door of the rented apartment.

The next second, the door was blown open from the outside, and a group of strangers wearing white robes or armor squeezed into the living room. The old man in the lead had completely white hair and wore a plain white robe inlaid with brass threads. His gray-green eyes immediately locked onto Elaine, who was surrounded by flames.

The intuition and premonition of the "Reaper" made Elaine immediately give up the idea of ​​attacking.

She had no confidence that she could escape the pursuit of a saint while surrounded by a team of official extraordinary people.

Seeing that she had wisely given up resistance, the old man nodded imperceptibly, smiled and ordered:

"Take this wanted criminal and the stolen documents with you."

It turned out that it wasn’t because I secretly set up the altar to perform the ceremony, I was just searching for the stolen documents… Elaine breathed a sigh of relief, her eyes glancing towards the room where William and Tia were before, her expression froze.

Her two men had long since disappeared.

(End of this chapter)