Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 688 Audience
As the light of the sacrificial candles trembled, the figure of the headless messenger Reinette emerged from the void, with all the heads held in her hands looking at Angel...the purple-red talisman beside her hand.

She's interested in the "petrification" charm? No, it's vigilance...

Angel looked at those four pairs of bright red eyes and suddenly understood the reason why Reinette paid attention to the spell.

The powerful messenger felt threatened.

This shows that using a new method to concentrate the power in the blood to create a spell has indeed greatly increased its power, and can even pose a threat to this messenger who has at least Sequence 3.

It's true that I spent almost a whole day concentrating hundreds of milliliters of my blood with black flames, almost exhausting my spiritual energy to make this charm, and the loss of my power was definitely more than this little blood, it seems. What Will Auceptin said, the power of the "witch" is in the blood is true... Angel murmured, handing over the letter and the gold coins he had prepared.

Reinette's eyes slowly withdrew from the "Petrified" charm and looked at the letter and gold coins. After a moment, the four heads spoke in turn:
"Next time..." "Don't..." "Use..." "Gold Louis..."

Ok?
Angel was stunned and looked at the gold coin in his hand, only to realize that the gold coin he took out was not a gold Loen coin, but a "Golden Louis" worth 20 fir gold, with the image of the first president of the Republic of Intis engraved on the front.

It was originally printed with Russell's head and was called Golden Russell, but after the Emperor Caesar was assassinated and the empire collapsed overnight, the Republic changed it to the current format in order to eliminate his influence.

The most important thing is that 24 fel gold is worth 1 gold pound, so the actual value of gold Louis is less than the gold rune coin equivalent to 1 gold pound.

"Sorry, I got the wrong one," Angel quickly put the gold Louis away, took out a brand new Loen gold coin, and handed it over, "This is your reward."

The head that said "Golden Louis" nodded, seeming very satisfied.

"Letter..." "Prepare..." "Send to..." "Who?"

"The ghost ship that last appeared during the battle outside Bayam City should have been dormant in the spirit world most of the time. Can you find it?"

Angel said, spreading his palms and injecting a small amount of spirituality into the mark left by Anne, letting the powerless sword, shield and scale emblem exude a majestic atmosphere.

"As long as..." "In the spiritual world..." "I can..." "Find..."

Reinette's heads were full of confidence, but they answered intermittently, then picked up the letter and gold coins respectively, took one last look at the "petrification" charm, and disappeared into the spirit world.

She looks very confident. She can track an angel with her aura. Even if she is a ghost ship and cannot hide her whereabouts, it is a great thing. Maybe Reinette was also an angel during her lifetime...

Angel muttered and removed the altar.

After returning to Backlund, she had returned the harmonica that could quickly summon Reinette to Klein. She only kept the harmonica that could summon the black cat Wensa. However, due to various concerns, she did not let Wensa send the message to Angel this time. Sa went ahead and spent the gold coins to hire Reinette Tinichole.

After all, that black-haired, no, black-furred, blue-eyed witch cat is a descendant of the witch family, and has an unclear connection with the witch sect. She always felt that something would happen if she was asked to contact Annie... Angel thought of the black cat Winsard Once when I was delivering a message to the "Queen Anne's Revenge" in the spirit world, I seemed to be at odds with Anne, and I didn't dare to let the black cat go.

Rather than saying there was a tense situation, it would be better to say that Wensa was a little afraid of Anne. There wouldn't be any disputes between them, right?

Putting the strange relationship between his messenger and the contractor behind him, Angel left the bedroom and, with the help of the maid who had been waiting outside, changed into the evening dress prepared for tonight's charity gala.

This dress designed by the well-known designer Backlund is elegant black, but the shape is more conservative than the low-cut dress that Angel wore to the ball before. Even the chain bone is not exposed, and only the collar and cuffs are supplemented by lace. Lace, skirt also falls at the ankle.

After all, he was attending a party organized by the Goddess Church, not a noble dinner... Angel carefully adjusted the position of the "Rose Necklace" so that the eye-catching gem would stay in the right place on his chest, and then went to the first floor of the villa. I saw the butler Buck waiting at the door.

The latter's eyes politely stayed for a moment on Angel's rolled-up black hair, white neck, and waist outlined by the dress. Finally, he stared at the ground in front of her and said respectfully:

"Miss Teresa, Mr. Dawn Dantès's carriage is already waiting at the door."

He was quite on time... Angel glanced at the huge clock in the hall and found that there were still fifteen minutes left before the scheduled time, so he nodded and said:

"I'll go out later. Have you arranged your meeting with Baron Sindras tomorrow?"

"It's all arranged, ma'am," the butler who had been busy all day immediately replied, "I have prepared a bottle of the baron's favorite white wine from the Meg Manor, and the chef will make some suitable for weekend afternoons. He likes to light a cigar made in East Balam when he is alone, but he never smokes when meeting guests, especially when facing women.”

Angel chuckled, feeling a little better about the baron who had taken the shares by force.

"In addition, after you met with Mr. Sandel yesterday, he has contacted Baron Nicholas of Intis, negotiated the specific details of the delivery of the goods, and asked me to express his gratitude to you on his behalf, he said After the goods are shipped, we will discuss follow-up cooperation with you.”

Buck spoke in a lowered voice, fearing that other maids in the hall would hear the details of this "grey deal." "In this case, do I need to give him some, um, thank you money separately?"

Angel asked curiously.

She knew that in the entire transaction, Sandel, as the middleman, would definitely get a part of the profit, but in order to close the relationship and win the favor of the other party, an appropriate "profit transfer" was necessary.

"The general market price is 2% to 3%, but I think it can be appropriately higher for the first time."

Riback thought for a moment and replied.

"Then prepare a thank you fee of 500 pounds, and you can find an opportunity to give it directly to Mr. Sandel."

Angel said rather painfully.

This is roughly equivalent to 4% of the entire transaction amount, but it exceeds 10% of the profit, even though Angel is now considered the "Miss Ten Thousand Pounds" and still has a Sequence 4 "Iron-Blooded Knight" extraordinary characteristic in his pocket , I can’t help but feel a little distressed.

This is a necessary sacrifice... She comforted herself, left the hall, came to the garden, and immediately saw the four-wheeled carriage parked at the main entrance.

And Klein’s face looking over here from the car window.

……

"Miss, be careful where you step."

Audrey Hall stepped out of the carriage with the help of her maid, joined her parents and brothers, and stood at the door of St. Samuel's Church under the night sky.

In the two days since she was wearing the "lucky hairpin", she had stepped on the unfixed corners of the carpet and the hem of her dress on the floor many times in full public view. Almost every time, she had to scramble to maintain her balance and avoid falling. Therefore, her maids were given special attention to keep an eye on their lady's feet to prevent her from "unluckily" falling.

I seem to have underestimated the negative effects of a Sequence 6 magical item... She muttered inwardly, keeping a perfect smile on her face, followed her family into the main entrance of the church, and then was guided by a priest to a side hall.

This was originally a prayer hall, but it had been rearranged for today's party. Several crystal chandeliers hung from the wedge-shaped roof. The light source was produced by black sacrificial candles and wax oil mixed with essential oils, illuminating the hall brightly and cleanly, with a faint hint of light. The essential oil fragrance has a divine taste.

Rows of neat seats have been arranged on one side of the shrine with the sacred emblem of the Goddess of the Night in the center. Guests with meticulous hairstyles, well-fitting clothes, and exquisite and expensive jewelry have either sat down or are chatting quietly to the side.

Marquis de Rocente, Viscount Loveland, Senator Macht, Colonel Pascal... Audrey's eyes swept over the familiar believers of the goddess, and found that they were looking at the corner of the hall from time to time, so she looked towards the other end. .

At the focus of everyone's hidden gaze is a woman with smooth black hair and eyes as beautiful as purple gems. She seems to have just grown up, but her temperament is very mature and attractive. She is wearing a conservative black dress that outlines a perfect figure. Audrey could hardly move her eyes away from her evening dress, the perfect curve of her white neck between her black hair and black skirt.

Struggling to use the self-control of the "audience" to calm down her accelerated heartbeat, Audrey immediately found that the eyes of her parents and brother beside her were also attracted by the young lady.

Well, this is as it should be, even I was almost fascinated by her... But Dad, you brought your mother to the party!
Audrey was keenly aware of a hint of crisis. She snorted softly and said:

"Is the person next to that young lady the initiator of this charity gala, Mr. Dawn Dantès?"

Her gentle but suggestive questions awakened several of her family members. Before the Earl could speak, Hibbert Hall beside him nodded and said:

"Yes, he is Dwayne Dantès. I met him at Senator Macht's house. He is a generous and funny gentleman. Next to him is Miss Christine Theresa, who recently passed away. Intis returned to Loen and was also a devout believer in the goddess. "

Christine Theresa... Audrey wrote down the name, and then greeted the many guests with a smile, showing her most perfect side.

Her pet dog Susie was stopped by the church servants in the foyer outside the hall. There were several other noble pets placed in the corner of the foyer, looking at each other with half competition and half hostility.

Looking at her kind who only had primitive instincts with pity, Susie lay obediently by the door, looking into the room, watching her master elegantly greeting the nobles who came forward one after another, without leaving any trace. Approaching the woman in the distance who is very beautiful in terms of human aesthetics.

Audrey, why are you like those of my kind...

Susie knew that she shouldn't speak at this time, so she buried the psychiatrist's "diagnosis" in her heart and looked at the young woman with black hair and black skirt.

It suddenly discovered that those purple eyes felt inexplicably familiar.

(End of this chapter)