Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 204 The Identity of the Baroness

"So the real purpose of letting me get close to Miss Hall is to find a way to get to know Earl Hall?"

After a long time, Angel found himself again and asked.

She felt a little dry, so she took the teacup on the coffee table and drank half a cup of black tea before feeling relieved.

"Of course not. Do you think you have this ability?" Servilia commented sharply, "You just need to find a way to become friends with Audrey Hall. You don't need to pay attention to the rest."

"If you have any difficulty getting this done, you can ask me for help."

She added.

So many introductions to Earl Hall, but in the end it just gave me access to his daughter?
Angel didn't believe that the task was so simple, but Servilia seemed to have no intention of continuing this topic, and instead talked about the etiquette and preferences of the Loen nobles. Finally, she called the maid, took an introduction to noble etiquette, and asked Angel Go back and study it carefully.

"Although Viscount Graylingt's circle doesn't pay much attention to these things, you still have to master the basic etiquette. If you make a joke and become the laughing stock of the salon, your mission will be considered a failure."

Then why don't you go by yourself...

Angel cursed and took this introduction to etiquette.

Just when she thought the meeting was about to end, Servilia's words made her heart tighten again.

"You leave a piece of your hair or a tube of blood. This is a measure to prevent members from rebelling. You should understand, right?"

Hair or blood... used as a medium to inflict the curse?
Angel had already guessed that the "Witch Cult" would have some measures to prevent members from defecting and leaking secrets, but he didn't expect that it would not be mutual monitoring or regular reporting, but rather such directness.

She knew that once she refused or even hesitated a little, the other party might become suspicious, so she nodded and answered:
"It's blood, I still value hair..."

If the cut hair turns pale blonde, I am afraid that I will become the extraordinary characteristics used by other "instigators" for promotion on the spot!

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"Ms. Servilia is about 30 years old, but it's not quite accurate. She has black hair and gray eyes. She should be the 'Pleasure Witch' of Sequence 6. She lives on Palm Avenue in the West End, an absolutely wealthy area."

Looking at the notebook with information written messily in his hand, Angel frowned in distress.

In today's meeting, she only obtained this information, and she was not even sure whether the other party's appearance was true or false. After all, she had a magical item that could change her appearance as a Sequence 7, so it was not surprising that the other party had similar abilities.

Putting down the pen, she took out the dressing mirror that had been made into her own magic mirror and placed it on her notebook.

"Mirror Mirror tells me the true identity of Ms. Servilia."

The smooth surface of the magic mirror turned dark, and a mist that was difficult to discern with the naked eye surged inside. Then the picture blurred and returned to the mirror reflecting the scene in the study.

There is no doubt that this divination failed.

"It seems that the Happy Witch has also taken sufficient anti-divination measures, or has a magical item similar to a 'magic pocket watch'. With my Sequence 7 strength, divination cannot take effect at all, unless..."

She looked at the "Secret Holy Emblem" on her wrist.

If formal ritual magic is deployed and formal divination is performed by praying to the goddess, it may be possible to break through the counter-divination and obtain some useful information.

But first, the target must respond positively before the ritual magic can take effect. The last time she prayed to the goddess, trying to find the mysterious man who erased her memory, but the goddess erased all the sketches...

After sighing, Angel decided to choose a simpler and more effective method - purchasing information.

She remembered the half-grown boy Ian who had been rescued by Dominic when she went to rescue Sonia. The other party claimed that if she needed intelligence, she could go to the "Brave Bar" to look for him.

Maybe this time it’s time to use this relationship...

Moreover, as a wild Beyonder, I made some private investigations after coming into contact with the "Witch Sect", which was very consistent with my status. If I did nothing, it would appear that there was something wrong inside me.

After thinking about this, Angel tore off the page with the information written on it in the notebook and put it into her pocket, and stuffed the notebook into the bookshelf. At this time, she glanced at the book of noble etiquette that Servilia had given her.

Her face changed several times, and after hesitating for a long time, she finally took out the book with the woman in costume on the cover and opened a page at random.

"Except for hunting, equestrian and other outdoor sports, women wearing trousers instead of skirts will be regarded as rude and impolite."

Closing the etiquette book with a snap, Angel sighed again.

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Lady Servilia's mansion late at night.

In the luxuriously decorated bedroom, Mrs. Servilia, who had dismissed her maid, stood in front of a full-length mirror and carefully applied some dark red substance around the mirror until the dark red material closed into a complete oval.

After incorporating a little spirituality, she folded her hands on her abdomen, stood gracefully in front of the mirror as if welcoming a big shot, and waited patiently.

After an unknown amount of time, the mirror reflecting her black silk robe turned dark, and then traces of blood seeped out. "What's the matter, Servilia?"

A soft but low voice came, and the black mirror became transparent, as if it had become a window. Outside the window stood a graceful figure with his back to Servilia, wearing a white robe, whose face could not be seen clearly. The sides of the robe were high open. , revealing her slender legs.

She turned around and looked toward the "window."

"Lady Desperate."

Servilia lowered her head and saluted, and then continued:
"Triss has been very restless recently. She is secretly looking for someone to help her collect 'pleasure' materials. Maybe she wants to get out of the current predicament. According to your instructions, I did not stop her."

"It doesn't matter. No matter which direction she goes, she will eventually get close to the 'original'. This is a fact that has been written for a long time."

The woman in white robe replied in a soothing tone.

"Yes," Servilia nodded, "Another thing, the person who sold the 'Witch' formula at Mr. A's party last week was a witch from Tingen City. She lost contact with her upline and came to Baker. Rand was looking for opportunities for promotion, and as usual, I contacted her, left the cursed medium, and prepared to test her in the near future."

"Her appearance does not suit Viscount Graylint's liking. I will try to get her close to Earl Hall's daughter, become friends with her, and look for opportunities to exert influence on the Earl."

"The appearance doesn't match up? Have you confirmed that she is a 'witch'?"

"Yes," Servilia responded quickly, "One of the subordinates I sent to follow her was attacked by her using a curse through her blood, and I confirmed her path."

"Do you need me to hold off and confirm again?"

She asked hesitantly, as if she was afraid of saying the wrong thing, her body leaned forward and lowered a lot.

"There is no need to discuss such a small matter with me. You can handle it yourself." The woman in white robe didn't care much about this. She turned her face to her side, as if there were other movements over there, "Be careful around Earl Hall. Extraordinary, he is a believer of the goddess of the night. He is in a high position and generous. I am afraid that there will be nighthawks paying attention to such nobles all the time. Be careful not to alarm them. You have a good idea in choosing her daughter as your target."

"At this time, caution is the top priority, and I will always pay attention to your results."

As soon as he finished speaking, a cloud of mist surged in the full-length mirror, and then the mirror returned to normal, and the dark red substance that had been smeared around it had completely disappeared.

Servilia breathed a sigh of relief, covered the full-length mirror with a black cloth, and rang the bell to call the maid: "Get ready, I want to take a bath."

Her silk robe was soaked with sweat.

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Friday afternoon, the "Divination Witch" room of the Divination Club.

Angel held a piece of information in her hand and read it word for word. The lively sounds next door that didn't sound like a divination room came to her ears, making her unable to fully concentrate.

Lady Servilia Langdon, 32 years old, married the widowed Baron Langdon three years ago. The two were very loving and frequently appeared together in social situations.

But a year ago, Baron Langdon suffered a serious illness and died immediately. He had no heirs, so most of his property, including several properties in Backlund, large tracts of land in East Chester County and shares in some factories, Both were succeeded by his widow, Mrs. Servilia Langdon.

This young and rich baroness suddenly became a popular socialite in Backlund.

Why am I not surprised at all?

Looking at this resume that was exactly the same as Mrs. Sharon's, Angel recalled the woman wearing a black robe he had seen the night before.

She must have used some method, such as a curse or medicine, to get rid of the remarried baron, and then inherited his huge inheritance.

And letting him get close to Earl Hall's daughter may not have resulted in a closer relationship with the Earl's family, and there was an attempt to introduce other "witches"...

Does the "Witch Sect" form a path dependency?
The aurora will kill people and set fire, the witches will occupy the magpie's nest, and everyone will have a bright future...

After secretly complaining, Angel put away the information he bought from Caspars at the "Brave Bar" for 15 pounds, then took out the etiquette book and filled in the relevant knowledge.

No matter what identity Servilia is, if she wants to infiltrate the Witch Cult, she must complete her mission. If she makes a fool of herself in the salon because she doesn't understand aristocratic etiquette, I'm afraid her undercover career will end on the spot.

What's more, I left a tube of blood as a "hostage". I'm afraid the outcome after the mission fails will not be much better. Even if she is also a witch, Servilia's curse may not be able to kill her directly, but the other party is very sensitive to this kind of prevention. The rebel measures are quite confident, and I am afraid that even if I don't die, I will have to shed my skin.

"Bang, bang."

Before she could read a few pages, there was a heavy knock on the door of the divination room.

As a strong smell of tobacco came, Angel welcomed another customer.

This is a worried middle-aged man. His stubble seems to have been unkempt for a long time, and his hair is messy. He is wearing an expensive-looking windbreaker, but it is full of wrinkles and the hem of his shirt is drooping.

"I want to divine the whereabouts of my daughter. The more detailed the better!"

(End of this chapter)