Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 1066: Morola's Ecology

"Fallen nobles..."

In the shadows, Elaine silently recited the name of the sign hanging on the door of the bar. It was written in dark red Intis script, and it was unclear whether it was written in some kind of blood or just imitating the color of dried blood.

Iris did not walk into the bar directly, but knocked on the window near the door. After a moment, a deep male voice came from inside:

"buy what?"

Iris, with her dark red hair casually draped behind her head, a thin figure and a slightly flat chest, asked back in a sharp voice:
"How much is your loyalty worth?"

"At least ten thousand Felkins!"

The man answered from behind the window, and the narrow window opened from the inside. Iris looked around, supported herself on the windowsill, flexibly climbed in, and closed the window casually.

This was a secret code... Iris really had some purpose in mind. She deliberately burned down the library in a country like Lenburg that attached great importance to knowledge, and deliberately fabricated a crime that would lead to her being "exiled"... This could also explain why she was so familiar with this city. Members of her organization had already infiltrated the city and provided a lot of information to the outside world.

Elaine pondered, and walked around to the other side of the street in the dark. She walked out of the shadow created by the "Shadow Cloak" that she bought at a high price, and strolled leisurely towards the "Fallen Nobles" bar, preparing to walk into the main entrance in a grand manner to see what was going on inside.

Of course, before arriving at the door of the bar, she casually touched a handful of lead-gray dust from the volcanic eruption and simply disguised her face to avoid being easily recognized by Iris, whom she had only met once.

But just as she arrived under the sign that seemed to be written in blood, a sharp gaze was cast at her from the second floor without any concealment. It was not the gaze of a passerby casually observing others, but a scrutiny that was both suspicious and vigilant.

This feeling of being spied on like a prey made Elaine more and more anxious. She always felt that her weaknesses were completely exposed to the sight above and her life was in danger at any time.

Without hesitation, Elaine continued to walk away from the bar as if she was just passing by, turned into the bakery next door, picked up a few loaves of bread that looked relatively soft, and left.

It was not until they turned into another street that Elaine felt the gaze move away from behind her.

"It's definitely not Iris. If she could sense my tracking, she would have gotten rid of me long ago... I feel like someone has seen through my 'weakness'. He is most likely also a 'Hunter' and a 'Reaper'... Iris is also a Hunter. Is this the main path for their organization?"

Questions popped up in Elaine's mind. She squeezed the bread in her hand and decided not to explore the "Fallen Nobles" further today. Instead, she would go to other areas to collect relevant information and make preparations for the follow-up before contacting this hunter-based organization.

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When the whole city was shrouded in dusk, Elaine returned to her temporary residence. Holding a paper bag of bread in one hand and bacon and a small can of Feynaport-flavored hot sauce in the other, she pushed open the half-open door of the hotel suite with her knees and returned to her warm little home.

That afternoon, she experienced a sudden rainstorm that quickly dissipated, and two earthquakes that were not strong but scary. She felt more disgusted with this city than curious about it. Only the room with a lit fire and furnishings that were not much different from those in the outside world could make her feel a little at ease.

Tia and William had already returned. The former used the cash she had on her to buy some daily necessities and clothes, and was organizing her locker as if she was going to live here permanently. The latter walked through the nearby streets and alleys, summarized the relevant information in his mind, and was leaning over the table to draw a map.

"Dinner is here."

Elaine greeted them, blew off the volcanic ash on the bread, and put it on the coffee table, took off her "shadow cloak" and hung it beside her, gathered the two companions together, and exchanged various information they had found out outside today.

This small city located between the mountains is not in the territory of Lenburg, but no matter you have just arrived here or are an exile who has lived here for more than ten years and is lucky enough not to die, you can't tell where it is exactly. You only know that it has day and night, seasons like other cities, and the angle of direct sunlight is no different from other cities in Lenburg, as if it is really located in a hidden mountain range.

Apart from this "normal" thing, everything else is abnormal.

The entire city and surrounding areas are constantly experiencing various extreme weather and disasters, the most common of which are heavy rains and hurricanes, followed by earthquakes of varying intensities. Volcanic eruptions occur on average once a week and may occur directly in urban areas, causing heavy casualties.

In addition to "natural disasters", "man-made disasters" are also an important reason for the abnormal deaths of residents. Perhaps because they are serious criminals with no hope of escape, the residents here are extremely belligerent and will look for any opportunity to engage in "duel" permitted by law. Such conflicts often end with one party being seriously injured or killed.

It is said that dozens of residents die every day in natural disasters and man-made disasters, but the population of Morola has not decreased. Instead, it has increased from a little over 100,000 when it was founded to nearly 200,000 now. Except for a few clergy working in the church, all residents, including the law enforcement team composed of "experimenters", are exiles, and most of them are not locals of Renburg, but serious criminals from other countries, who were brought in by the Knowledge Church and exiled here. Since its establishment, the city has been under the loose management of the Knowledge Church. As long as they do not commit crimes, they are freer than most countries. Therefore, these "special" prisoners soon formed various classes divided by strength.

Those who occupy key positions in Morola and control production facilities such as farms, breeding farms, factories and mining areas outside the city and sales channels such as warehouses and shops in the city are all extraordinary people from various fields. Those with good physical fitness but no extraordinary abilities have become their subordinates. The next best ones can only choose to work for them in exchange for wages to support their lives. Those with better circumstances are considered employees, and the status of most of them is no different from that of slaves.

Of course, there are some entities outside this "ecosystem". Some of them have the power to survive on their own, while others are physically disabled or old, and no one wants them even for their labor.

This ecological cycle does not work perfectly. It is said that there are many riots every year. Some are aimed at overthrowing the rule of the church and completely allowing Morola to be autonomous, while others are extraordinary people attacking each other and redistributing benefits.

But the strange thing is that no one has ever taken this opportunity to organize and capture the Church of Knowledge in the city center and leave Morola through the underground passage, not even once.

"If it were me, I would not want to leave here after occupying the top ecological level. In the outside world, there are laws and churches that control the city, but the Church of Knowledge in Morola allows Extraordinary people to form gangs and fight for interests. This is simply a paradise for Extraordinary people."

After exchanging information with each other, Elaine said half-jokingly, but received the heartfelt approval of William and Tia.

They were already mid-sequence Extraordinary people, and even in Morola, where "talents abounded", they were considered a small group of people at the top. After learning that the farms and factories here were controlled by Extraordinary people rather than wealthy businessmen and nobles, they all had an urge deep in their hearts to stay here and live a good life.

Seeing their great interest, Elaine restrained her smile and went to the bedroom alone. She built a spiritual wall, placed a small dressing mirror, chanted the name of the "Golden Queen", and quickly established contact with this Sequence 2 angel.

This time, she did not communicate with the other party in a prayer-response manner, but was pulled into a dark and deep world in a hazy state, floating between gray tunnels that were densely covered like spider webs. Further away was a dark and silent void, separated by an invisible barrier.

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A figure with long light golden hair, deep purple eyes, and a face that made people imagine endlessly appeared in front of her, with the edges a little blurry, as if it was a phantom in a mirror.

"Miss Angelica."

Elaine greeted him respectfully, and then told him what she had learned today about Morola's condition, Iris's suspicion, and Heraberg's attitude.

The shadow nodded with satisfaction and said:

"You should settle down as soon as possible. You can make appropriate contact with the local Beyonders and gain a certain status so that you can find the anomalies in Morola... In addition, it is time to tell you our real goal...

"Your mission is to find a dangerous and powerful 'Sealed Artifact'. It ranks first in the church's numbering system and is closely related to the Hunter Path. The entire 'Exile City' was built to seal it. The various anomalies in this city should also be related to it..."

After telling Elaine about the "Salinger Blood Flag" except for the information related to source material pollution, Angel continued:

"Besides us, there should be many other forces eyeing this seal, such as the 'Iron Cross' that believes in the true Creator and mainly follows the 'Hunter' path, the 'Witch Cult' that believes in the original witch, and even Soren, the Einhorn family, and the 'Red Angel' Medici who recently escaped from the seal are all eyeing this seal.

"But only Beyonders below Demigod can approach it safely. Therefore, as a Sequence 5, you don't have to worry about encountering stronger Beyonders... And your advantage is that, when necessary, you can accept the 'Gift' and gain a portion of the witch's power. Combined with your own Beyonder abilities, you can surpass the combat power of your current sequence..."

After a moment, Elaine returned to the real world. The mirror in front of her returned to normal, and in her hands she held three translucent talismans that looked like ice crystals with purple stripes flashing inside.

Back in the living room, William and Tia were already arguing over whether they should first kill a few powerful Beyonders through "duel" to seize their positions or recruit a few low-sequence subordinates first. There were almost signs of a duel on the spot.

Seeing this, Elaine quickly stuffed the talisman she had just obtained into their hands.

A bone-chilling touch ran along William and Tia's arms to their brows. They were startled at first, and then they were frightened by their inexplicable quarrel and impulse just now.

After waking up, they could clearly feel that their previous state was affected by some powerful force. This force made them unwilling to leave Morola, succumb to the "ecology" that had been formed, and even thought about gaining status through killing.

I'm afraid this is true for all residents of the entire city!
(End of this chapter)