Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 722 Something’s wrong again?
Although witches promoted from "Instigator" are not as good at observing people's words and expressions as those from the "Audience" path, they are more sensitive to sudden negative emotions than those from most paths. Perhaps only the demons from the "Abyss" are better at taking advantage of this emotion.

Therefore, Angel immediately noticed the uneasiness hidden behind Dorian's expression when he said "the angel of the family of Abraham", and the worry that followed.

If Abraham really had multiple Sequence 2s, he shouldn't be like this at all. I should be the one who should be worried... Angel thought about it and soon understood the source of his worry:
Abraham's family is not at all like what Dorian said, they may not have angels or even saints!
This is a reasonable speculation. Based on the "Master Key" obtained by Angel, the death of the unfortunate descendant of Abraham and the notes he left behind, as well as the mumbling of Mr. "Door" discussed by everyone at the Tarot Party, it can be determined that this family member who is cursed from the root of his blood and suffers from crazy mumblings every time there is a full moon, a blood moon, or when inspiration is overflowing, will find it difficult to survive and be promoted to a high sequence.

They can even only test qualified outsiders, accept them as students, and teach them magic potions on the "apprentice" path, hoping that these people will help revive Abraham.

This is true for the traitor "Mr. X" Louis Wayne and the "magician" Fors Wall of the Tarot Club.

Even if they have one or two saints, the one who comes to contact me, the witch of despair, will not be this member who is not very powerful...

Of course, Dorian was not lying completely. As an angel family that had existed since the Fourth Epoch and had not declined until today, they must have certain extraordinary characteristics, or magical items, or even seals with great side effects but equally amazing effects. If the "existence of angels" he mentioned did not refer to living angels, but seals formed by the extraordinary characteristics of Sequence 2... then it would be a powerful item equivalent to a "0" level seal.

Because of this, Angel didn't expose Dorian's little "lie" if it would have made him feel more comfortable talking.

"It makes me feel very happy to know that you are so strong. Perhaps we will have the opportunity to cooperate again in the future."

She said with a kind smile, which also meant that the inquiry had come to an end.

Of course, Angel was not too satisfied with the information she got this time. Her original purpose was to find clues about the "Witch Family" in the Fourth Epoch, but what she learned were the secrets of the Abraham and Tamara families. One of these two families fell into decline, and its inheritance was almost cut off because of the blood curse. The other was hidden in the mist of history, and except for a few individuals, there was no trace of it in the Fifth Epoch.

Thinking of this, she quickly asked a question:
"Do you know how to find those 'Tamara's?"

Dorian frowned, thought for a moment and then answered:
"According to records, the Tamara family has black hair and gray eyes. Their facial features and limbs have a unique sense of symmetry, and their facial contours are like wax figures. Because of this, they were not liked by Solomon at the time. It was not until the Tudor period that they were awarded the status of hereditary dukes for supporting the new emperor."

The Solomonic Empire at that time seemed to favor asymmetrical aesthetics, which was reflected on the flagship of Nast, the "King of the Five Seas". No wonder they didn't like Tamara, who looked like a symmetrical mirror image... mirror image...

Angel was thoughtful, and thought of the "Black Witch" Clarisse whom she met in the Red House Café in Trier. The latter also had black hair, gray eyes, and a very symmetrical face. She originally thought that this was due to the common hair color of witches, but now she thinks that perhaps she also inherited some characteristics of Tamara's family.

The product of the marriage between the Witch Family and Tamara... her face is a little different from Katarina, Triss and others, but instead has a kind of invisible heroic spirit...

Feeling that he would definitely not be able to come into contact with this "ageless" witch in the short term, Angel sighed regretfully, thanked Dorian Grey Abraham again for his answer, and stood up to leave.

At this moment, the descendant of Abraham called her hesitantly:

"Excuse me, if... there are some cooperation matters, how can I contact you?"

Cooperation? Does he mean the kind of cooperation that Mr. X, Louis Wayne, had? Angel chuckled and answered without looking back:
"Contact Ms. Fors Wall, she can contact me.

"But next time, it won't be a friendship price..."

After reminding the other party to prepare the reward, Angel walked straight to the decorative mirror on the wall, entered the mirror world without disguise, and left here.

Dorian, wearing a top hat and a black suit, sat in his original position. He breathed a sigh of relief after a long time. He raised his hand, which had been pressed on the outside of his pocket and kept pressing it down, and took out a bracelet inlaid with several gems and in a strange shape. The bracelet was broken, and two gems were floating in a close distance in a posture of surrounding each other. Every time Dorian pressed it, they would move closer to each other and then separate on their own.

Only after he sealed this miraculous object with the spiritual wall did he shake his sore arms and stop the continuous movement.

If not, as long as he stopped pressing for more than 5 seconds, he would be instantly teleported to a certain set location by the bracelet and escape to a location hundreds of kilometers away from Backlund.

This was the preparation he made to prevent himself from being charmed, hypnotized, possessed, or pulled into a dream, making it impossible to escape immediately.

Talking to a High-Sequence Beyonder was too stressful. Fortunately, she only asked some historical questions and did not do anything extreme.

Maybe, I can really ask her to cooperate with me on that matter...

Dorian picked up the cold coffee and drank it all in one gulp.

The Port of Hakata on the edge of the turbulent sea.

Klein slowly opened his eyes in the single room on the second floor of the hotel and recovered from his stiff standing position.

He thought that although the journey to the southern continent would not be pleasant, it would at least be relatively relaxing. He did not expect that what happened along the way would make him almost too busy to handle.

First, Colin Iliad, the chief of Silver City where "Sun" Derrick was, asked for help from "The Fool" behind Derrick in a tactful tone. With the idea of ​​helping Silver City, which had suffered for a thousand years, and keeping a favor in exchange for supplies there, Klein passed on to the "demon hunter" the method of using the "Time Worm" left by Amon's clone to make the "Luck Stealer" spell, and gained a belief from the other party that was not sure whether it was devout.

Then, in order to fill the stomach of the magical item glove that had become even "hungrier" after consuming Mr. A's extraordinary characteristics, he used teleportation to come to Hakata Port when he was supposed to board the ship in Disi Bay, hoping to find a notorious pirate to serve as food. However, he accidentally triggered the power of the god of death inside the Violent Sea because he was carrying the Azik Copper Whistle.

Of course, this was originally just a small matter, but after Klein used the power of the gray fog space to spy on the source of the power of the god of death, he attracted the other party's "revenge", causing half of the Violent Sea to show a doomsday scene. Even the port of Hakata on the edge saw a large number of ghosts and resentful souls, as if they had fallen into the underworld, showing complete madness.

Fortunately, these monsters seemed to be in another world and only caused a large number of pirates to be frightened and exhausted, but did not cause any substantial damage.

Although most of them are pirates, they are not necessarily evil people. Klein does not want everyone to fall into hell. He just wants to pick the most vicious and unlucky one, feed the "creeping hunger", and then leave.

Unfortunately, the continuous prayers from the Fool's followers made him overwhelmed. The discussion between the Hanged Man and the Queen on saving the craftsmen and dealing with the School of the Rose, the report from the Sun on the results of the Chief's exploration of the mausoleum, and the deal between the Moon and the Hermit... made him go in and out of the gray fog constantly until his spirituality was exhausted.

Even after going through the "early stages of entrepreneurship", a god is still very busy... Perhaps after reaching demigod, or even a higher order, I can design some kind of "automatic response" method to free myself from this kind of labor... Klein pondered, feeling that his spirituality had partially recovered, so he used the teleportation to return to Harman Port near Disi Bay, and returned to the ship where he had bought the ticket.

I can teleport directly, but I still need to rely on ordinary means of transportation. Sigh, this is the trouble of the rich. I wonder how many extraordinary people in Backlund and even the world are hiding in the world of ordinary people like this, wearing various identities during the day and being themselves at night...

He muttered to himself as he walked to the restaurant on the upper deck of the cruise ship, which had windows all around and a pleasant view. He sat down, ordered a grilled fish and had it for breakfast with sweet iced tea, then he sighed with contentment, leaned back in his chair, and squinted his eyes as he looked towards the port.

The ship is about to set sail, and a few passengers are rushing to board. I hope this beautiful day will continue, without any accidents, so that I can save my energy and spirituality and arrive at my destination safely...

Before Klein's thoughts faded away, a passenger with suspicious movements caught his attention.

The latter was wearing a thick black coat in the not-so-cool port, with a top hat on his head that covered most of his face, and his chin, mouth and nose were wrapped in a scarf, leaving only his eyes exposed.

This act of concealing features immediately made Klein feel a little concerned, but then he chuckled and looked away.

Even if the person who came here was a murderer, it had nothing to do with me. At most, I would put the letter of complaint on the captain's desk when I got off the ship. Besides, he might just be a shy passenger who would rather sweat than have his face seen...

As the whistle sounded, the cruise ship slowly left the dock, and Klein's heart relaxed. He prepared to return to his room and have a good sleep, or write a letter to Angel, asking her what useful information she had obtained from the descendants of Abraham's family, and sharing her travel experiences.

At this moment, a man with a high nose bridge, deep eye sockets and strong facial features came from the dock in the distance. He was wearing a dark blue jacket with a circle of decorative lace on the cuffs, which was quite in the exaggerated style of Intis.

As soon as Klein noticed him, the man turned his gaze towards the passenger ship. His light blue eyes immediately locked onto this side. His brows were furrowed and his chin was raised, as if he was about to do something.

But the next second, the sky became dark, and several waterspouts quickly rolled up on the originally calm sea surface. Strong winds mixed with lightning and heavy rains hit the ships and docks on the sea, and the entire coastal area instantly turned into a hell of extreme weather.

The passenger ship swayed and sped up, trying to escape from the area, while the dock in the distance was already shrouded in heavy rain, and the Intis man with a proud expression was nowhere to be seen.

In the restaurant where the waiters hurriedly closed the windows, Klein also frowned.

He instinctively sensed that something was wrong.

(End of this chapter)