Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 604 Triss’s plan
The crimson light dissipated, and Angel opened his eyes from the recliner in his study on the third floor.

She immediately looked around and made sure that the doors and windows of the study were closed properly. No servants had barged in by mistake, and there were no "Nighthawks" or other official extraordinary people standing around, waiting for the "Witch Cult members" to start strangely stiff. recover from.

It seemed that last night's review was successfully passed. Of course, it was just the first and easiest time... She breathed a sigh of relief, stood up from the recliner, and prepared to go to the living room to have a cup of afternoon tea and enjoy the chef's special recipe. intis style pastries.

"Louis Wayne, Mr. Everyone already knows who killed the 'Blood Admiral' and connected him to the 'World'."

She muttered, preparing to push open the study door.

"But it's normal for Klein to be interested in this. The divine envoys of the 'Aurora Society' are the kind of people who will not feel guilty if they kill them. What's more, according to Miss Magician, there is a high probability that 'travelers' will have A fast movement ability similar to Mr. Azik, if you can herd his soul..."

Thinking of this, Angel herself was a little excited. Her "Rose Necklace" currently has three souls and is at full capacity. However, if there is a suitable new object, one of them can be released and replaced with other more practical souls. ...And the "traveler" who can travel quickly is undoubtedly stronger than any of the "judges", "Wind Blessed Ones" and "Desire Apostles".

Of course, Angel can now move through the "Mirror World" that is not very fast, but can be combined with his own combat ability. The need for "Traveler" is not too urgent, so he can give it to Klein so that both of them can move quickly. Leave Backlund and go where you want to go.

"We haven't solved the problem yet, so we are starting to think about the issue of dividing the spoils..." She smiled self-deprecatingly, and suddenly felt a cold touch on the magic mirror on her chest.

After closing the study door again, Angel took out the magic mirror and found that a small piece of black viscous liquid smeared on it had completely evaporated.

"It's Triss. She wants to contact me?"

After a moment of deliberation between afternoon tea and Triss, Angel sat back at the desk, waved his hand gently, and took out a thick, sticky black thing hidden in the "Mirror World". This was Triss using her own The communication potion made by burning her hair is obviously not of the same genre as Laura, but the effect is similar.

The hair that had not broken off the connection with itself might be able to predict her current position... Angel subconsciously wanted to perform divination, but felt that it was inappropriate or even too reckless. The other party is a witch who has been given the name "Chike" and has almost become a vessel for divine descent. If she divulges rashly, she may be directly exposed to the sight of the evil god, the "original witch", and that is undoubtedly an act of seeking death.

A divination on Lanerwus, the container of the "True Creator", taught her a painful lesson.

Dismissing these thoughts, Angel took out some of the potion and applied it to a prepared dressing mirror. He watched them quickly merge into the mirror surface, igniting invisible black flames, and finally making the mirror dark and deep.

On the other side, Triss, who was wearing a simple black skirt and her long silky hair hanging casually on her shoulders, looked at her expressionlessly.

"I didn't expect you to contact me so soon. I thought it would take until night."

Her tone was calm, but Angel could hear a hint of surprise in it.

"I happen to be going to have afternoon tea, so if you have anything, you'd better say it as soon as possible."

Across the mirror, Triss was obviously not as respectful as the last time they met. Although Angel could try to crawl along the "network cable" and beat her, he felt that it was pointless to vent her anger, so he just "pressured" her with words. .

Fortunately, Tris quickly told Angel what she had discovered:
The William Sykes she has been tracking will visit the Kingdom Museum in the West End with his mistress tomorrow, Tuesday morning. After completing the trip, he is likely to return to the suburban manor that day, which belongs to a viscount and is closely guarded. , difficult to access.

In other words, tomorrow will be Triss's last chance to take action.

"What are you going to do?"

After listening to Triss's narration, Angel asked curiously.

"After he and his mistress visit the exhibition, they will have a meal nearby, and then rest in the hotel for a while. I will subdue him at that time. As for whether to directly torture or kill and then channel, it depends on the situation at the time. ”

Triss answered with a deadpan expression, as if she were discussing what to have for dinner rather than someone's life or death.

"It's best to torture him directly. Channeling may leave traces of the spirit," Angel suggested. "Is William Sykes an extraordinary person? What sequence? What magical items are there on him?"

"He is a Sequence 6 'Corrupted Baron' of the Lawyer Path. He is proficient in using rules to weaken the enemy and distort other people's intentions to strengthen himself. He has a pocket watch that never leaves his body. It is probably a magical item..."

Triss answered these detailed questions related to tomorrow's battle one by one, and finally said:
"I can easily deal with him, but if other Beyonders appear during the battle, it will be left to you to deal with... Don't worry, there should be no demigods."

It should be...have you ever done divination? Even my friend who is an expert in divination does not dare to be so sure... Angel chuckled lightly and asked:
"Are you so sure because...you have the help of 'Original'?"

The expression on Triss's fair and beautiful face was instantly distorted:

"Although I sold my soul to the evil god, I don't have to rely on Him for everything!"

Sure enough, she is still in contact with the "Original Witch", and may even have taken the initiative to contact the evil god. This may be somewhat similar to the situation when Lanerwus was in Backlund, but the latter wanted to escape, but she took the initiative to do so. Go up... Angel sighed secretly, stopped provoking the other person, and said in a calm tone:

"I understand, I will go there tomorrow morning, but I may not necessarily meet you." She was prepared to observe everything in secret, provide necessary help, and retreat as soon as possible if the situation went wrong!

Triss seemed to feel that her emotions were not right. She glanced at the mirror, and darkness enveloped her figure.

After the mirror surface returned to normal, Angel summoned a ball of black flames and enveloped the dressing mirror, which had been used for communication and was likely to be tracked. After being promoted, it could provide extremely high temperatures and the flames that could melt the glass completely burned the mirror. After cutting off all contact with the occult, he threw the corpse into the mirror world and destroyed all traces. Then he safely called Buck, the housekeeper, and after chatting for a few words, he asked casually:
"Tomorrow morning, no, what are your plans for the day tomorrow?"

"After breakfast, the clothing store will send a new batch of custom-made dresses. You need to confirm and receive them in person. In the morning, I made an appointment with a teacher from the Backlund Conservatory of Music for a lesson. In the afternoon, I went to the Kingdom Theater to watch the latest drama, and then I had to visit a neighbor. , there is a literary salon in the evening.”

Without any hesitation, Riback immediately recited all of her itinerary for tomorrow.

This is too busy... Angel felt his eyes darken, and suddenly he didn't want to care about Triss's affairs.

"I have personal matters tomorrow, how can I free up all the time during the day?"

Uncertain of how long she would torture William Sikes tomorrow, she steeled herself and spoke to the housekeeper.

"Then I will help you cancel the music class and literary salon, change the play to the afternoon of the day after tomorrow, bring gifts to the neighbor's house you plan to visit to apologize, and ask the housekeeper, Ms. Kayla, to sign for your clothes."

After giving his employer a curious look, Riback quickly arranged everything.

Apart from being expensive, this kind of butler has no disadvantages. Well, it's my problem, not his... Angel nodded with satisfaction, and after the other party left the study, he lazily lay back on the recliner.

She was no longer in the mood for afternoon tea and pastries.

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In the east area, a room with simple furnishings, but all the windows were covered with curtains.

Triss, who was wearing a black dress and her black hair disheveled, was sitting on her knees on the floor. The full-length mirror in front of her just now showed the beautiful face of the "Despair" witch, but now it reflected her own somewhat round but beautiful face. Extraordinarily sweet appearance.

She frowned with a painful expression as she stared at herself in the mirror. The smooth black hair gradually floated up, one by one, and turned into a head full of thick and smooth black "tentacles", with round eyes growing out of the top. His eyes were either wide open and spitting out red wormwood, casting wriggling shadows in the dim room.

With a suppressed groan, Triss's tentacles retracted, became smaller, and turned into a head of silky black hair again. Her whole body was soaked with sweat, and her black skirt clung to her body, outlining her extremely attractive waist and hips. The curves, the pained expression are relieved, and it is pitiful.

"Chick..."

She muttered the name in a hoarse voice, stood up from the ground suddenly, and took off her soaked dress, revealing her fair skin...

And the patterns on it that are slowly disappearing, like black oil paint.

"Is this the consequence of being promoted to 'Pain' without going through the promotion ceremony... Ha, that's all."

She forced a smile, walked to the full-length mirror, looked at the appearance and body that made her go crazy when she was a man, but now she didn't care, and chuckled:
"Anyway, now we finally have a clue... all this is just the beginning of revenge...

"..."

She read out a name silently, with a calm expression and soft eyes.

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Backlund West District, Kingdom Avenue, Kingdom Museum.

This exhibition is organized by the royal family and will last for a month. It will display hundreds of authentic items, including precious collections from the founding period. It is divided into multiple exhibition areas, divided by different themes such as historical periods and commemorative significance, in order to attract people from different walks of life. People of all ages can gain respect and recognition for the kingdom and the royal family from the exhibition.

Among the bustling crowd at the door, a man and woman entered the museum together. The man was about thirty years old, wearing a hat and formal clothes, and holding a gold-encrusted cane in his hand. The woman next to him was in her early twenties and dressed gorgeously. , hugging the man’s arm, extremely intimate.

After checking in, the two followed the crowd into the exhibition hall, wandering aimlessly and commenting on a certain collection from time to time.

In a half-length mirror next to the entrance, Angel was quietly hiding in the mirror world, watching every move of her and Triss's target today, William Sykes.

(End of this chapter)