Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 215 What does it feel like to be a witch?
"Mr. World, the Miss Queen you are looking for has appeared. She also personally killed Lan Erwusi in Backlund, the fraudster who killed you and your captain in Tingen. I will do this for you. Revenge was taken.”

"Really? She already died in Tingen City, why did she appear in Backlund again?"

"Maybe she is like you, resurrected from the dead and comes for revenge. Maybe there is something wonderful about her potion sequence. It's up to you to find out."

"I tried divination, but did not get the result, and there was no sign of anti-divination, just like being arranged by 0-08 in Tingen City. In view of this situation, even if she was found, in order to avoid alarming Ince ·Zangwill, I can’t recognize her for the time being.”

"The obstruction of the gray fog space is effective for 0-08. Maybe you can take advantage of this."

"Yes, I thought so too."

After finishing the conversation with "The World", "The Fool" Klein sent a party invitation to "The Sun" with a smile on his face, preparing for a new week's Tarot meeting.

For some reason, the location of the crimson star belonging to Angel was still dark. Klein originally thought it was due to her death, but looking at the current situation, it is obvious that there is another reason.

But there is hope, everything will be fine.

As 3 o'clock arrived, rays of crimson light rose up, and a member of the Tarot Society came to the palace and sat down at the bronze table.

"Justice" Audrey greeted everyone cheerfully, and then faced the Fool.

"Mr. Fool, the task you assigned me has been completed."

She didn't know whether the Fool was willing to make the matter about the "Queen" public, so she didn't mention the other party.

"I already know."

Klein answered casually, then sighed and said as if talking to himself:
"In this era of rapid industrial development, in Backlund, in the East District and the factory area, human lives are being filled into huge machines, lubricating its gears, and wailing before death. This is really a hotbed for the advent of evil gods."

He sounded like an ancient god lamenting the rapidly evolving world.

Sure enough, the members of the Tarot Society looked at each other, and the Hanged Man looked puzzled, as if he didn't understand why a simple commission would involve the arrival of the evil god. Although Yang Yang didn't know where Backlund was, he didn't know where this place was. How many innocent people died every day in a city with millions of people, but he still knew the terror of the "evil god".

Audrey also confirmed that her guess was correct. The commission issued by Mr. Fool indeed seemed simple, but in fact it concealed a game at the divine level:
Using the little bit of divinity he possessed, Lanervus attempted to take advantage of the harsh conditions in the dock area and factory area, using them as a breeding ground to breed the "True Creator" and create a hugely harmful divine descent. Mr. Fool, on the other hand, used the Tarot Club to With his connections, he found Lanrewus' hiding place, and publicly notified the Zhengshen Church to hunt him down. In fact, he secretly arranged for the "Queen" to kill him, eliminating the conspiracy and saving the entire world. Backlund.

And I also used Xio and Forsi to discover Lanerwus' whereabouts and reported it to Mr. Fool, which played a key role!

Just as she was wandering in her imagination, Mr. World, who was directly opposite the Fool, chuckled and said:

"Child laborers who died in their teens, workers who did not live to be 30 years old in the harsh environment of chemical plants, people who were tortured to the point of losing their labor force due to overloaded work, and elderly people who were laid off and lived on the streets, aren't these the evil gods' most powerful force? Is it a good breeding ground?”

"In the East District, there is a saying that the grandparents of the residents who live there must be foreigners, without exception. Because poverty and hunger make their children very thin and difficult to adapt to hard work, they quickly wither in Backlund and are not at all There may be a third generation left.”

Audrey, who felt happy because she participated in the confrontation between gods, was deeply shocked by Mr. World's words.

She had read about the hardships of life for East End residents from newspapers and magazines, carefully read those "in-depth investigations", and had generously donated to various labor associations and workers' housing improvement organizations at charity evenings, but she had never known about the "hardships" There is so much weight behind this simple word.

I have to do something!
A strong impulse emerged in her heart. She wanted to know more about the real situation in the East End, the dock area and the factory. She wanted to persuade her father and brother to raise funds. She wanted to use her "audience" ability to secretly influence the aristocrats and wealthy businessmen she knew well and improve Baker. Rand, and indeed the state of the country as a whole.

Otherwise, Mr. Fool saved Backlund this time, what about next time?

Zhengyi lightly clenched her fists and made up her mind. She saluted Mr. Fool: "Thank you, Mr. Fool, for saving Backlund this time and making me understand the root of the problem." She turned to the other side. The World, "Thank you too, Mr. World, for making me understand that this city and this kingdom are not as glamorous as they appear on the surface."

Klein, the Fool at the top of the long table, smiled slightly behind the gray mist that hid his face, and withdrew his gaze from Miss Justice with satisfaction.

He sang in harmony with the "world" he controlled, and told the real situation in the East District to the ignorant but righteous Miss Justice. She just wanted to use her influence to try to improve the current situation of those poor areas, and even promote the development of the kingdom. Reform and promote the construction of relevant laws.

Looking at Zhengyi's thoughtful movements, this goal should have been achieved.

He looked at the Hanged Man who still owed him a page of his diary, rubbed his hands inwardly, and prepared to enjoy today's reading time.

The Hanged Man quickly revealed the page of the diary. Klein took it from the air and looked down. The other members of the Tarot Club looked away and lowered their heads to wait.

The first diary was Emperor Russell lamenting that high-sequence items can easily attract low-sequence Beyonders from the same path. This reminded Klein of the secrets he often encountered in Tingen and Backlund. The Order, or the Extraordinaries of the Seer Path, and the same is true for Angel. As a Witch Path, most of the Extraordinaries she met and killed were from the Witch Sect.

"Is this the attraction between extraordinary characteristics? But Russell is talking about high-sequence items, not people." He kept his head and neck still, turning his eyes to the gray fog beside him, thinking, "Is it possible to attract them? It’s not me, but this gray fog space I own?”

Unfortunately, there were no more clues. He could only keep this rule of "extraordinary characteristics attracting each other" in his heart and look forward to the next diary entry. "January [-]th, the witch tastes really good."

Although the Hanged Man only submitted one page of his diary, the Fool's reading time was extraordinarily long today.

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"This woman's lover betrayed her."

Angel recited the divination words silently seven times, opened his eyes, and looked at the citrine pendant in his left hand.

The pendant is pulling on the silver chain and turning very slowly counterclockwise.

Not cheating yet, but there is some possibility?
Looking up at the young woman sitting opposite with an expectant look on her face, Angel hesitated for a moment and shook her head.

"The swing of the pendulum is not large, which means that your lover has not betrayed you yet. If you deal with it proactively, you should be able to save this love."

She originally wanted to play witch and break up the couple, but in the end she couldn't bring herself to do it.

In this case, once the other party cheats on her and the angry woman goes back to confront her, no matter whether the other party has really betrayed her lover, I am afraid that the ending of this love will not be good.

After seeing off the woman who was in an improved mood, Angel reluctantly took out yesterday's newspaper and started reading.

She didn't expect that most of the guests she met at Backlund's Divination Club were here to divine love. Is there nothing else to do in this city?
Maybe if you open a detective agency here, you will often receive commissions to catch cheaters.

This is Backlund!
Opening the "Tasok Newspaper", Angel discovered that there were new developments in the bombing on Dharavi Street in the East District a few days ago.

In the gas explosion that killed four people and injured more than 20 people, witnesses saw a fight between a woman and a tall man. In the end, both of them jumped into the sewer to escape.Many survivors said they heard the sound of gas leaking before the explosion. It was probably arson. The suspect was the woman who escaped!
Well, that's me...

Angel closed the newspaper and felt the potion being further digested in his body.

This allowed her to reconfirm the "play-witness-feedback" method of potion digestion. The final "feedback" stage even promoted more digestion than the other stages combined.

I'm afraid that with one or two more such opportunities, she will be able to fully digest the "Witch" potion.

"If you continue like this, I'm afraid you won't be able to digest the 'witch's' potion in a few years."

Ms. Laura opened the door and said with a smile.

She was still dressed in the black gauze wide-brimmed hat and Rune-style long skirt, but the "bodyguard" left outside the door seemed to be a different person.

"You are not even willing to deceive a few ladies who have fallen in love. I really don't know how your 'Assassin' and 'Instigator' potions are digested."

Sitting across from Angel's fortune-telling table, taking off her hat, Laura blinked her lake-blue eyes and smiled.

In fact, I don’t quite know how to play the role of assassin and instigator. After all, I only did a small amount of work...

Angel cursed, forced out a smile and asked:
"Why are you here today? You have changed your bodyguards again. Do you want me to do a divination?"

"I'm just passing by here to see the juniors."

Laura covered her mouth and chuckled, exuding feminine charm intentionally or unintentionally, making Angel look away uncomfortably.

She didn't believe that the other party was just passing by, maybe he was testing her, or he was a monitor arranged by the Witch Sect.

correct……

"I have joined the Witch Cult. Didn't you say you escaped from the Witch Cult last time? Aren't you afraid that I would betray you?"

she said with mock venom.

But Laura seemed to have known this for a long time, still smiling without any surprise.

　This is the last ripple of the 3K beast...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)