Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 276 Sherman

In Sherman's narration, Angel learned about the other person's series of experiences that led him to become an extraordinary person.

As cliche as it sounds, this young man who is usually introverted and even a bit cowardly is often bullied by others while doing odd jobs because of his androgynous appearance and lack of masculine features in his demeanor and movements.

When a foreman with a bad temper blocked him in an alley and beat him wantonly, a man named Joels passed by and easily stopped the man and saved Sherman.While the two were talking, Joels asked Sherman if he would like to be like him, who could easily deal with bullies. Sherman agreed by mistake.

Afterwards, the two met frequently. Joels first taught him some fighting skills and how to use the terrain to deal with multiple enemies. Then he went a step further and taught him how to launch attacks based on weaknesses, and even how to kill people...

After hearing this, Angel guessed that Joel was probably an "instigator" who used the opportunity of instigating Sherman to deal with his bullies to act and digest.

Thinking in a darker direction, the conflict that blocked Sherman in the alley and even the earlier bullying may have been caused by this instigator. Angel herself had a similar experience. She had been in Tingen The city instigated the two gangs, provoking a conflict they had already settled, and eventually called the police to arrest both gangs.

But she didn't tell Sherman in front of her that it was meaningless to say this now. Judging from the results, the instigation was obviously very successful.

"...My first murder was also carried out with the help of Joel. He taught me to ambush the foreman on his way home. He prepared boxes with heavy objects on the roof and placed them on the ground. After throwing a few pennies, I knew that the money-grubbing guy would definitely pick them up..."

"Then you killed him and pretended it was an accident involving a falling object?"

"Yes, Joels said this can't be hidden from anyone, but in the East District, if a scum like him dies, no one will care, and the police will just conclude the case with an accidental death... He not only killed He has beaten me, beaten other people, and even wanted to attack Penny... This guy deserves to die!

"But later, when I looked at his body in the crowd, I felt that although he was a bastard, he was not worthy of death. But when I did it, my mind was full of anger and unwillingness, and I didn't think much about it... Even when Joel took me to see the lady named Servilia and drink the magic potion to become an extraordinary person, it seemed like a dream, a nightmare that would never end..."

Sherman spoke incoherently, with an expression of fear or regret on his neutral face. Then he closed his eyes tightly and covered his face with his hands.

This made Angel feel a little pessimistic about his future as his boss. Even from the perspective of the "Nighthawks" rather than the "Witch Cult", Sherman is not a good candidate for an Extraordinary. He has a weak character. Looking forward and looking forward, it may not be "assassin" that is suitable for him, but other paths, such as "pharmacist" or "apprentice".

It's a pity that in the world of occultism, there is no career plan or personality scale for extraordinary people. In order to digest the instigator's potion, Joels chose Sherman and put a Misfits become "assassins."

She did not continue to ask about the process of taking the potion. It must be no different from Cole's process of taking the potion and becoming an assassin.

"咚咚-"

Just as Angel was sighing in his heart and Sherman was gradually recovering from his negative mood, the wooden door leading to the corridor from the living room to the outside was knocked, and a rough voice called Sherman's name.

"It's the landlord. I'm going to deal with him." Sherman wiped his face with his sleeve and stood up. "It's strange, I already paid the rent the day before yesterday."

Angel was also a little alert. She hid in the bedroom, closed the door, and listened to the conversation between Sherman and the landlord outside the door. The former was submissive and very restrained, while the landlord's voice was loud and a bit ruffian.She could barely tell that it was because the gas pipes in the entire building were out of order, and the landlord was informing the tenants one by one that there would be no gas lights and hot water today.

Touching the "Good Luck" revolver on his waist, Angel wondered if his arrival had brought bad luck to the entire apartment. But according to Carvey, this weapon was supposed to bring bad luck to the bearer, not to the owner. Bad luck to those around her.

It seems that the negative effects of this magical item need to be carefully studied by her.

After Sherman sent away the landlord, Angel returned to the living room and continued to learn about the new man's past and his knowledge of occultism. He soon discovered that the man was even more ignorant than when he first came to Tingen. In addition to knowing how to take... Apart from the magic potion that can turn a person into an extraordinary person, and the abilities that the potion gives him, he knows almost nothing about extraordinary power.

Angel tried to teach Sherman meditation and spiritual vision, two basic abilities for extraordinary people of any path. He had already tried to use the former after taking the potion, but he had never been exposed to spiritual vision at all, which made Angel sigh with emotion. The "instigator" is irresponsible.

Fortunately, Sherman had a good understanding and quickly learned spiritual vision and meditation. After repeatedly turning on spiritual vision, he exhausted his spiritual energy, his eyes were bloodshot, and his forehead was covered with sweat. "Okay, that's it for today. You take time to practice meditation and spiritual vision every day, but remember, stop immediately once you feel the discomfort you are experiencing now, and try again after you have had enough rest, unless you want to lose control and become a mere Killing monster.”

Angel warned the newbie carefully, lest he only see a twisted corpse next time he came over.

Sherman nodded weakly and slumped in his chair, not wanting to move.

Looking at the sun setting outside the window, Angel stood up and prepared to leave. Of course, this time he would take the main entrance.

"Miss Watson, may I ask...what else should I do next? I mean other tasks."

Sherman saw her walking to the door, forced himself to stand up, and asked.

I hope you can practice meditation peacefully and don’t do anything else, especially don’t kill people as an assassin...

Angel cursed and looked at the other person's face with hesitation and expectation.

"You have lived in the East District for so long, so you should have some familiar information channels. Help me find this person. His name is Barron. He is probably from the Southern Continent..."

Angel thought of a way to take advantage of the assassin without hurting innocent people. She told Sherman the physical characteristics of Barron, whom the Hanged Man was tracking, and asked him to look for this person to see if he appeared after practice. In the East End.

After explaining the task, Angel left 10 pounds as funds, which made Sherman a little flattered and thanked him repeatedly.

"No wonder Servilia doesn't even know about the reimbursement. It turns out that Backlund and other members of the Witch Sect are all of the same origin. The instigator named Joel has probably never given any funds to Sherman..."

Thinking of Servilia's blank eyes when she heard "reimbursement", Angel felt that he had touched some truth.

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After nightfall, Angel came to Minsk Street. At the door of No. 15, she was disappointed to see that the gas lamp was not lit behind the bay window. Just when she was about to turn around and leave, she found that the door of No. 17 next door opened, and Sherlock Moriah Di walked out and was stunned when he saw someone standing at the door of his house.

"Hello, Miss Eileen, what can I do?"

He was probably visiting the neighbor's house next door. He was dressed more casually. He was not wearing gold-rimmed glasses or a hat at this time. His short black hair was meticulously groomed. His brown eyes looked at Angel. His bookish appearance reminded the latter of Ting. An old friend of Root City.

"I... it's about the last commission. Let's... go in and talk."

It wasn't until Sherlock took a few steps closer that Angel reacted and said hesitantly.

"OK, wait."

Sherlock first took out his glasses from his vest pocket and put them on. His temperament instantly became mature. Then he opened the door to his room with the key. Angel stared at his back for a while before following him in.

(End of this chapter)