Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 723 Anomaly Found
Ever since Klein "came" to this world, he had almost "grown up" listening to all kinds of legends about the violent sea, such as the violent storms that appeared and disappeared at any time, the mysterious hidden treasures in the depths of the ocean, and the countless adventurers who had gone in to hunt for treasure but never appeared again...

Even at this moment when he had reached the High Sequence, he still had an instinctive fear of this huge sea area formed by the fall of the God of Death, especially after witnessing the overlap of the underworld and reality caused by the "Azik Bronze Whistle" activating the power of the God of Death yesterday.

But even so, facing the sudden violent sea storm, Klein felt something was wrong. This was not a spiritual reminder, but a sensitivity to "coincidence."

The Intis man just now was most likely a Beyonder, and his Sequence was not low. This could be seen from his contemptuous attitude. As soon as he noticed this, a storm separated the pier from the outgoing passenger ship, and there was also the passenger who concealed his appearance... Klein quickly connected these unusual situations and came to a conclusion:
The man who concealed his face was on the run, and the Intis man was chasing him. When he fled to the ship in a panic and the only way out of the dock was blocked, the former used some method to induce celestial phenomena, causing a storm to block his sight and force the passenger ship to leave quickly to avoid being caught up!

To achieve this effect, I, a Sequence 5, can only use the "Poseidon's Scepter" placed on the gray fog, or directly take out the copper whistle to have a close encounter with the underworld. This escapee is probably a demigod, or has mastered a "1" level seal... Klein smiled bitterly, lamenting the fickleness of fate and the hardships of the journey.

Fortunately, that strange passenger probably also needs a regular means of transportation and will not attack the ship. Their pursuit has also ended and they have no intersection with me...

Watching the storm outside the window mysteriously dissipate, rays of sunlight penetrated the dark clouds and shone onto the sea, and the pier in the distance was almost invisible, Klein muttered, preparing to return to his room and pretend that he knew nothing.

At this moment, his inspiration really reminded him to look towards the direction of the dock again. The dock was still covered by dark clouds and heavy rain, with flashes of lightning from time to time.

In the rain, a point of orange-yellow, almost incandescent flame gradually grew larger and soon turned into a huge flaming spear. It seemed to be held by an invisible hand and flew straight towards the passenger ship that Klein was on, hitting the front of the deck in front of the horrified eyes of the passengers.

boom--

A huge roar and flames swept across the front half of the passenger ship. Klein's eyes fixed for a moment, but immediately relaxed, and he made the same stunned expression as the other passengers.

He had noticed that the flames, although extremely hot, bypassed the passengers with great precision and swept across the wooden deck without igniting a single strand of hair or sawdust.

They quickly shrank and condensed into a human figure made of flames, and then the flames dissipated, and a middle-aged man wearing a dark blue jacket, with deep eye sockets, slightly curly brown hair, appeared in front of everyone.

It was the Intis man who was at the dock just now. His landing posture was so handsome... Klein sighed, and then considered whether he could achieve this effect with his extraordinary ability. He soon discovered with dismay that even though he was promoted to "Master of Secret Dolls", his flame flash was no different from when he was a magician, and it definitely did not have the earth-shattering effect of the other party.

But the Flame Lance... He should be a demigod of the Hunter Path, the Iron Knight, or the War Bishop. Anderson the Harvester is definitely not that handsome. He would set the deck on fire and then be in a mess...

Assessing the opponent's strength, Klein and other passengers watched the "Hunter" demigod pass through the crowd and enter the cabin. Within a few seconds, he threw the passenger with the brim of his hat pulled down and the scarf covering his face out of the door and onto the deck.

They caught him so quickly. This doesn't look like a fight between two demigods. Am I wrong? He just sighed when he heard the middle-aged man with brown hair and a high nose bridge ask angrily in Intis:

"Who asked you to get on board dressed like this?"

"I, I don't know him either. He gave me a windbreaker, a hat, a scarf, and 100 pounds, and asked me to board the ship to the South Continent, and then he left..."

The man, whose scarf was torn off but whose top hat was still on the side, looked like a Rorsted Islander. He covered his head and answered very quickly.

The "Hunter" remained silent, his light blue eyes fixed on the passenger who kept repeating these words. His gaze was like a flaming spear, ready to pierce through him.

After a moment, he snorted and stopped looking at the cowering passengers. Instead, he adjusted his collar and cuffs while walking toward the side of the ship. Burning flames gradually rose from his body and eventually turned into the same flaming spear as before, flying towards the direction he came from.

As this supernatural scene faded, the passengers on the deck recovered from their shock and began to discuss in low voices how people turned into flames and how flames turned back into people.

Klein had no interest in listening to these idle chats. He quickly returned to his room and thought about what had just happened.

There is no doubt that the target that the "Hunter" was tracking was not on the ship at all. He simply used money to hire others to disguise themselves as him and get on the ship, and even created weather phenomena to block the sea surface. The purpose was to make the "Hunter" demigod believe that he was on the ship and track him here, while he found another way out...

It was a bit like the method used by the "devil" who assassinated Duke Negan. Last time, a grumpy demigod was also deceived... Klein chuckled, feeling fortunate that he and the ship had avoided the conflict between the two demigods.

He had "teleportation" and the talisman of Poseidon, so he was not afraid of the ship sinking, but most of the hundreds of passengers might be eaten by fish.

For the following time, he rested in the cabin like a normal passenger, occasionally going up to the deck to enjoy the sea breeze, listening to everyone's conversations ranging from pirates to treasure, from the fire man just now to seemingly paranormal events, until the ship docked at another port.

Should I stay on the boat for lunch or go for a stroll?

Klein asked himself the soul-searching question that every passenger would ask himself. He looked out the window and was about to use divination to solve the problem when his sight suddenly locked onto a figure.

He wore a black soft hat and had his hands in his double-breasted dress pockets. His temples were dark gold, his nose was high, and his facial lines were like a classical sculpture. His eyes on one side were dim, and it was obvious that he was blind.

Following the crowd getting off the boat, the man quickly disappeared on the dock. Klein kept looking over there, his body motionless, as if he had turned into a stone statue.

He kept replaying the man's actions in his mind until the face, which he could not misrecognize even if it turned to ash, was deeply imprinted in his memory. He was Ince Zangwill.

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8 Birningham Road, Hillston, Backlund.

Just after enjoying a sumptuous lunch in the restaurant, Angel was surrounded by seemingly endless business.

The housekeeper Kayla has customized several summer dresses for her master for the increasingly lively social season. Angel also wants to hire a financial officer for the several businesses he has invested in with his spare money. Since it involves the safety of her own wallet, she plans to take care of it personally.

Butler Ribak conveyed a message from Sandor of the Veteran Officers Club that the batch of arms they had transferred from Intis had already set sail for the Rorsted Islands, and Angel was required to contact Elaine's "Redhead" to receive the goods and send them to the Gargas Islands as soon as possible. This would allow both parties to make huge profits and would also allow Angel to deepen his relationship with these officers.

The transfer of Iris Winery as "compensation" by Baron Sindras has entered the final procedures. Perhaps in July, she will be able to taste the wine produced by her own estate.

What made her even happier was that Baron Sindras successfully persuaded most of the winery's skilled workers and original servants and managers to continue to stay, which made the handover between the two parties smoother and saved Angel the trouble of re-recruiting.

“Tell all the workers who plant, harvest and make wine that as long as they hand over smoothly and work diligently, I will pay them an additional bonus of no less than three months’ salary at the end of the year as an encouragement for their loyalty.”

Angel said to Riback.

"Okay, miss," the butler nodded, then hesitated to confirm, "That will be an expense of over 400 pounds."

Ah, so expensive...

Angel's expression was a little stiff, but for the sake of his reputation for generosity, he nodded reluctantly:
"Just do it."

At this moment, endless gray fog appeared in front of her. A blurry but somewhat familiar figure bowed his head and prayed, and low words came into her ears.

Raging sea...near the mid-range island...Ince Zangwill!
Angel's eyes suddenly widened.

It was not until the gray fog dissipated that Angel noticed the curious look on the face of the butler, Rybark, who did not dare to look directly at his beautiful mistress. She pretended to be calm, sent away her personal maid and two butlers, and returned to her bedroom on the third floor. She locked the doors and windows, sealed the room with a spiritual wall, and sat on the sofa waiting quietly.

A moment later, a crimson light surrounded her.

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Queens, Earl Hall's luxurious villa.

Audrey Hall was busy at the table in her study. On the table in front of her were many manuscripts with information obtained from various sources. With this information, she had pieced together the movements of the three people who had aroused her interest.

"Lily Granger's brother Cole Granger is actually a wanted criminal. He disappeared after committing a major crime in Tingen City a year ago and has not been found yet...

"Benson and Melissa's parents have passed away, and they are now living with their younger brother and older brother, Klein Moretti. However, there is a lack of follow-up information, and more information about the history graduate of Khoi University seems to be hidden..."

Muttering, Audrey put down the notebook in her hand somewhat frustrated.

She has used all legal means, and can only trace this far. To go further, she must steal information from the archives, track, and so on. That is her last bottom line.

Why not let Susie go... She looked at the big golden retriever in the corner of the room. The latter tilted his head and looked at his owner with his eyes, as if there was some unknown emotion in his eyes.

Having made up her mind, Audrey stood up and walked towards her pet. She squatted in front of it and said with a forced smile:

"Susie, I want to ask you for a favor..."

Except for painting, it should be able to agree to everything else... She thought to herself, and was about to continue to make her request, but she saw a clear expression of doubt on Susie's face.

"Audrey," it opened its mouth and spoke in human language, "you haven't been yourself for a while."

(End of this chapter)