Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 182 Ring of Madness
Wait, can your 600 pounds...

Mr. A in the study room had already turned his attention, and Angel swallowed back what he had not said.

"Very good, it seems that you have reached a consensus," his chin exposed under the hood trembled, as if he was grinning, "By the way, this cat lady seems to be different from the last time?"

Mr. A looked at Angel, his eyes under the hood were searching and scrutinizing, as if he was asking casually.

"Just another partner." Dominic took a step forward and said, "Where is the magical item you mentioned?"

Withdrawing his scrutinizing gaze, Mr. A took out a palm-sized delicate wooden box from under his robe, opened it, turned it around, and placed it on the table.

There was a simple-looking silver-white ring with complex but regular patterns printed on it, but the strange thing was that as soon as he looked away, Angel had difficulty recalling the style of the ring and the shape of the patterns.

"It's called the 'Ring of Madness'. It's a magical item formed by the extraordinary characteristics of a mid-level Beyonder after his death. The wearer can gain a sense of psychological strangeness, even if he has seen him or is familiar with him." People will feel as if they are seeing a stranger, they will not recognize his true appearance, and they will not be deeply impressed afterwards.”

Picking up the ring, Mr. A put it on the index finger of his left hand as a demonstration, and then took off the hood of the robe.

Under the hood was an ordinary face, with regular features, but unattractive, like a middle-aged man seen everywhere on the road.

Then, he took off the silver ring in front of the two of them.

Angel's eyes felt blurred. Mr. A's unimpressive face became beautiful and charming, as if he had taken a "witch" potion, but it had not yet completely transformed into the middle state of a woman.

"That's what it does."

Mr. A said slowly.

It's much stronger than the "strangeness" mentioned in the description... When he was wearing the ring, I didn't realize his outstanding beauty at all. Well, using this word to describe men is a bit...

Thoughts were flowing in his mind, and Angel suddenly found that he couldn't recall Mr. A's face that was lost in everyone when he wore the ring.

Based on this magical "psychological strangeness", she guessed that this ring was probably left by the Extraordinary of the "Audience" pathway, and it should be a sequence after the "Mind Reader", with Sequence 7 being the most likely. , if it is higher, it will not be worth only 2000 pounds.

Putting the ring back into the wooden box, Mr. A continued:

"In addition, this ring can also give the wearer an extraordinary ability to actively use, 'Frenzy'."

"It can detonate the target's negative emotions or mental state, causing the target to fall into a state of frenzy, forget themselves, become crazy, and even make some mentally unstable people lose control directly."

He looked at the two of them, grinning in a graceful upward arc.

"Do you need me to demonstrate?"

"No need, we believe you." Angel responded quickly, with introductions such as "Stinky Ditch" and "Challenger Overestimating His Ability" that were tied to Mr. A's name in his mind. "Then, it's What are the negative effects?”

The key to whether a magical item is powerful or not is not only the strength of its ability, but also the impact of its negative effects.

"As long as the owner wears it, he will continue to accumulate and amplify his desire for any need, such as physiological needs such as eating and drinking, or psychological needs such as talking and talking," Mr. A said, as if he thought of something happy. Smiling slightly, "Even if you take off the ring, it can only stop the increase in desire, but will not make the effect disappear directly. This psychological need must be met to stop the negative effects."

"Psychological craving? So not really hungry or thirsty?"

Angel asked rhetorically.

"Yes, so if you wear it for too long, you will either go crazy with hunger or thirst, or eat too much and burst your belly. This is the negative effect of the ring."

Mr. A closed the lid, picked up the wooden box containing the ring, put on his hood again, and stepped forward.

He seemed to know who was the leader of the transaction, looking at "Cat Lady" Angel instead of "Joker" Dominic with whom he had previously contacted.

If he pulls off my mask now, will he find out that I am one of the Nighthawks who prevented the arrival of his creator in Tingen City...

Angel subconsciously took a step back, staying away from the divine envoy of the Aurora Society, and then took out the document bag containing the manuscript of the Difference Engine.

"By the way," she suddenly remembered that all the cash she had on her was not enough to pay Dominic the 200% of the income he should receive, and she retracted her outstretched hand, "This transaction, um, I mean about paying us Can you add another [-] pounds to the amount?"

Mr. A's hand that had been stretched out to take the document bag stopped in the air, and his fair skin seemed to be covered with a trace of blood. "reason?"

After a moment of silence, a low voice of inquiry came from under the hood, which contained more confusion than anger.

"We, we have no money..."

……

"At that time, I was ready to break through the window and escape. You crazy woman, I didn't even dare to provoke him!"

After walking out of the study and walking back to the hall along the corridor, "Provocateur" Dominic whispered in a trembling voice, looking behind him from time to time, as if he was afraid that Mr. A would chase him out.

Angel also felt that he was out of his mind and crazy. How dare he bargain with an Aurora Order who was probably a Sequence 5 envoy.

"Aren't I asking for money for you? The total money I have on me is less than 600 pounds...but I must have been affected by this 'Ring of Madness' just now. It amplified my demand for gold pounds."

She thought of a reason.

"(Ruen swears), that ring was not in your hand at all just now."

Fortunately, Mr. A did not have an attack in the end and sent the two of them into a smelly ditch. Instead, he sent his subordinates to take out 200 pounds in cash and exchanged them with the "Ring of Madness" for the manuscript of the Difference Engine.

Looking at the newly obtained 200 pounds in various denominations, Angel guessed that Mr. A might not be as prosperous as he seemed. Maybe he wanted to rent this house in Queens and support a group of subordinates. Now I am struggling to make ends meet...

Back at the assembly venue, free communication continued, but some members had left the noisy hall. At this time, there were only a dozen or so people sitting scattered around, discussing some occult information in groups of two or three.

The two of them returned to their seats, moving the seats to face the crowd, blocking other people's sight, and the gas lamp hung high but deliberately dimmed.

Angel felt distressed and took out 400 pounds and handed it to Dominic together with the 200 pounds he had just received from Mr. A. He watched him turn sideways and count them one by one under the light, then stuffed them into his pocket and pretended to take pictures. Take a shot.

"That way we're clear."

He said with a smile. The nervousness he had when facing Mr. A had been diluted by the gold pound.

Even though he had been complaining that he could only get 600%, the provocateur still showed a satisfied expression when he pocketed [-] pounds.Angel took the opportunity to ask him how to attend the meeting on time, and easily got the answer, so that from next time, he could come and attend on his own.

"Every day in the Backlund Morning News, if there is a rally, a missing person notice will be published on the fifth page, 'Looking for Mr. A'. The contact address inside is a reminder of the time of the meeting."

He just put his name in the newspaper in such a big way?
Angel was a little stunned, but considering that the Aurora Society's divine envoy dared to hold a gathering of Beyonders in the Queens District of Backlund, he felt that this was not unusual.

The two of them were talking wordlessly. Angel suddenly felt a searching gaze behind her. She thought it was Mr. A who had returned to the venue. She subconsciously glanced back and found that they were the last two ladies to enter the venue before the rally started. The taller one couldn't help but laugh when he saw her kitten mask. The shorter one hit her waist with his elbow, and then became sullen again.

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"Let's go, stop looking. What's so funny about the kitten mask? Maybe there's a powerful Beyonder behind it, who will follow you back to your residence and burn you to ashes."

Hugh Dilcha used his elbow to poke Fors Wall who was about to laugh out loud next to him. Unfortunately, due to the height difference, he only hit her waist, but he also successfully stopped his friend's laughter and prevented her from laughing. When she woke up the next day, she found that she had become the soul of a certain extraordinary person.

"Okay, okay, but it's really cute..."

Forsi held back her smile and followed Xio out of Mr. A's meeting place and onto the street where the red moon hung high.

Looking at the almost full moon above her head, she secretly sighed and looked at Xio, who was looking at her worriedly.

"Let's go back and have a rest early. We have to go to Miss Audrey tomorrow to get the reward for this commission. Maybe you will be able to buy the 'Sheriff' formula soon."

"That's 450 pounds. Will Miss Audrey really be so generous?"

"More generous than you think."

Two figures, one tall and one short, slowly walked away under the crimson moonlight.

(End of this chapter)