Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 409 The witch meets the witch

After putting on a cloak and a "ring of madness" to transform herself into a round-faced and freckled Miss "Eileen Watson", Angel came to the first floor of the hotel and prepared to go out.

She found Pierre walking around boredly at the door. This college student from the Ecole Normale Supérieure had put on a rather formal outfit, a white shirt, a brown vest and jacket, and slim trousers, and his short black hair was smeared. She was shiny, but due to her thin body, she looked more like a hotel waiter in this formal suit.

Sure enough, this guy took me to stay near his school with this in mind... Angel smiled secretly, lowered his head and walked past him. Pierre just took a quick glance at this ordinary-looking woman, and then quickly looked back into the depths of the hotel, trying to find the bright color that made his night unforgettable.

She got on the hired carriage and went to the branch of Backlund Bank in Trier that she had chosen last night, and withdrew part of the money in her bearer account in the form of local currency.

Compared with Loen's strange exchange ratio of gold pounds, sulers and pennies, Intis is worthy of being a country ruled by the traveler Emperor Russell. There are only two legal currencies: "Felkin" and "Cope". The exchange ratio is 1:100. Of course, in terms of specific currency forms, copper coins, silver coins, gold coins and banknotes are all in circulation, which is also one of the characteristics of this era.

Putting a small stack of Firkin, a handful of copper coins and silver coins into his pocket, Angel left the bank and found a restaurant to solve his breakfast problem.

Rejecting the familiar, delicious but often available Disi pie set, she chose strawberry jam pancakes, cream soufflé, cat tongue pancakes and coffee with extra milk. She ended her first trip in a foreign country with the satisfaction brought by sweets. A breakfast.

Compared to Loen, whose famous delicacies are all foreign dishes, the people of Intis are really blessed... Angel sighed with emotion, burping and returned to the streets, ready to wander around the streets, trying to find bars, etc. Information distribution center to see if you can get news about the underground market.

The street style that was completely different from the busy Luen quickly attracted Angel's attention. She even saw many leisurely gentlemen and ladies in formal clothes walking on the street with indifferent expressions... Turtles?

Compared to the Backlund people who work like crazy dogs during work hours, the Trier people do have their advantages.

With this slow pace, Angel's mind also calmed down. She tried to observe the city like a tourist instead of an adventurer rushing back to Bansi Island. Under the blue sky that was different from the foggy weather at sea, Wander among the colorful buildings.

But soon her vacation was interrupted by a surge of spiritual alarm.

"Peeping, following, or blocked divination?"

Angel was a little surprised. Compared to Tingen, who had been a Nighthawk, and Backlund, who was targeted by the Witch Sect and the Aurora Society, she should not have known anyone in Intis. How could she be captured in less than a day after arriving here? Inexplicably targeted?

On the street, she couldn't take out the magic mirror for divination, so she could only pretend not to notice, walked forward slowly, stood under the street sign at the corner of the street and identified it for a long time, found the direction leading to the underground quarry, and headed there Walk away.

According to Pierre's introduction yesterday, there are huge quarry ruins underground in Trier. The holes are connected in a continuous area, almost forming another "Trier" underground. At first, they were just homeless people and homeless people without houses. Practitioners in the gray area stayed there, but slowly, it has developed into a new "neighborhood."

Going down a narrow stone staircase, Angel quickly arrived at the dim underground area, where sparse stone pillars supported the upper structure, and wide or narrow passages spread in all directions. Even if there were road signs, it would be easy to get lost.

Fortunately, she was not here for shopping. As soon as she entered the underground, she used her invisibility ability and hid behind a stone pillar, waiting quietly.

After a while, there was a sound of footsteps so subtle that it was inaudible. Some dust beside the stone stairs was stirred up by the breeze, and became extremely conspicuous under the sunlight above.

"boom--"

Angel fired a shot in that direction, and a "phantom phosphorus eruption" instantly exploded a ball of phosphorescence at the exit of the stone staircase. A figure was covered with a faint light and appeared in the underground passage.

Strands of invisible threads immediately flew towards the figure, but were burned out by the sudden appearance of black flames in mid-air.

Angel frowned, the other party was also a witch!

She no longer tried to keep her hand, and stepped out of the frost with one foot, lowering the surrounding temperature. She continued to aim with her right hand holding the gun, and turned the knight's bracelet into a long sword with her left hand. The silk thread was changed to assist her own movements, and she rushed towards the opponent quickly.

"Wait……"

The invisible witch shouted, but found that the bone sword had no intention of stopping, so she had to take out a dagger to block, but it broke into two pieces under the sharp magical object, and her figure also appeared under the attack.

"Long time no see, Servilia."

With a smile on his lips, Angel put his long sword against the opponent's shoulder and spoke softly.

……

A moment later, the two witches who had left Backlund stood in a corner of the underground block, avoiding the locals who gathered around them out of curiosity when they heard the gunshots.

The black-haired witch who was Angel's boss put an elegant smile on her face when she saw that the other party no longer tried to attack. She was wearing an Intis-style dress that was not suitable for action, a light yellow coat on her upper body, and A popular Loen women's hat with a mixed style.

"I saw your back on the carriage and felt familiar. The divination failed, so I followed you secretly to make sure." Servilia's tone was still the same seductive tone as before, "It is indeed you, Ai Lin Watson, no, this should be your pseudonym, right?" "So what," Angel replied with a chuckle. Compared to the feeling of suffocation in Backlund, she finally had some strength at this time. Advantage, "That's right, why did you come here from Backlund? No longer your baroness?"

"baroness……"

Hearing this word, Servilia's face darkened in a rare way.

"Ha, I guess my wanted order has spread to the three major churches and the military now. Do you think I still dare to stay in Backlund?" She sneered with some disdain, and then changed the subject, "But, I have left all the properties that I cannot take away to you. The lawyer has probably completed the formalities, and you can take over everything at any time, my niece."

At the end, she gritted her teeth and seemed extremely dissatisfied with Angel for deceiving her.

"The baron's estate? Why?"

Angel asked subconsciously, and then he understood what the other person was thinking.

If he takes over the properties of those members of the "Witch Sect", he will inevitably return to the eyes of the official extraordinary people, and even be regarded as an accomplice. These properties that Servilia cannot take away or sell are like a carefully prepared trap. .

Of course, if the Church of the Night can cooperate with me, maybe...

"There is no reason, just think of it as the reward for our short-term 'cooperation'," Servilia's attitude proved Angel's guess correct, "In short, I am ready to start from scratch here, and I will never work with you Bakers again. Rand’s official Beyonder has something to do with it.”

"Self-made? Are you looking for a single nobleman to become the wife of a certain baron?"

Angel sneered mercilessly.

"Maybe it will be different this time..." Servilia did not refute, but replied mysteriously, "I have told you a lot of things, so, can you let me know the whereabouts of 'Ms. Desperate'? What? I've been waiting in Trier for a week, but I haven't heard any news from her."

It turns out that this guy was so cooperative because he wanted to get news about her boss from me, the "conspirator who sneaked into the witch sect"... Angel secretly smiled.

But this information was not considered confidential and would help establish her mysterious image, so Angel answered honestly:

"Backlund's Orthodox Church sent angels walking on the ground, and she bumped into one of them head-on."

"Angel" has a different meaning among Extraordinaries than in religious classics. It represents a powerful Extraordinary who has reached Sequence 2. Servilia obviously also knows this. Her eyes widened instantly, and her brown eyes Full of shock.

"No wonder... that big smog stopped so quickly. It turned out to be because 'Ms. Desperate' had..."

"So fast? Do you know that 100,000 people died that day!"

Angel interrupted the other party's words, pointed the "Good Luck" pistol directly at Servilia's chest, and brought the bone sword close to her neck, ready to chop off the head of the pleasure witch at any time.

"Then do you know how many people die in the East District, docks, and factories every year?" Servilia met her angry gaze without fear, "Forty to fifty thousand a year, and there is a big smog every two years. Of course, the number of them dying in factories, in hospitals, and in corners where no one is paying attention is not as shocking as the corpses lying on the streets, but what is the difference between the two?"

"You kill people and do it in different ways?"

She was too lazy to argue with the witch anymore. She swung her bone sword and chopped it down smoothly, cutting the sneering Servilia into scattered translucent pieces.

"boom--"

There was a soft sound above the head, and the other party actually used the mirror on the moving carriage to move. The carriage quickly moved away, and with a light cough, it left the range that Angel could reach through flame jumping.

She hesitated for a moment, but still did not catch up. Unlike Backlund or Tingen, there was no Church of the Night Goddess in Trier. Once a fight broke out on the streets of the city, the fate that awaited her was similar to that of Servilia.

"As long as she really plans to be a 'Baroness', there is always a chance to find her..."

Angel murmured, put away the knight bracelet and the "Good Luck" pistol, put on his hood and left in the other direction.

　Both eyes burst into tears

　　

　

(End of this chapter)