Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 726 I've Been Displeased with You for a Long Time
At the same time, in Earl Hall's house, in Audrey's bedroom.

Audrey Hall, who was sitting in front of the dressing table, suddenly saw a thick gray fog in front of her eyes. In it, Mr. Fool was sitting on a high throne. Beside Him, an angel with twelve pairs of flaming wings on his back slowly floated up and flew towards her.

This, this is different from the previous angel...

Just as Audrey realized something, the flaming angel flew past her. It did not wrap her up with its wings like it did when she was under the protection of the Fool, nor did it directly penetrate her body. But even so, the heat from the flaming wings reached her through the gray mist, making her feel like she was bathing in the scorching summer air. Even breathing was a little labored.

Huh, huh...

Breathing with difficulty, Audrey couldn't help but have a thought in her heart: "Is Mr. Fool going to punish me? Am I going to suffer and scream like the Hermit that day, or even be burned to death by the flames?"

Fortunately, the archangel with twelve pairs of flaming wings quickly disappeared into the gray fog. Audrey's skin, which had already been covered with sweat, felt the cool air again. Then, a deep voice came to her ears:
“…You must not do anything detrimental to the members of the Tarot Club.

"Also, the best time to lift the hypnosis is before the Tarot meeting begins. Pay attention to the person you come into contact with between the last two Tarot meetings."

The gray mist dissipated, and all Audrey could see was herself in the dressing mirror, with a pale face and sweat on her forehead.

I always feel that the ends of my hair are a little dry. The burning sensation just now was definitely not an illusion, but a small punishment imposed by Mr. Fool. If it happens again, I am afraid that the angel will hug me directly and burn me to ashes with his wings...

Thinking with some fear, Audrey bowed her head to express her gratitude to the Fool for his tolerance, then got up and went to the bathroom to wash her face. Under the stimulation of running water, she gradually calmed down and began to think about the answer she had just heard.

“Mr. Fool said that the hypnosis on me has been cleared, but I don’t have any forgotten memories in my mind, or any inconsistencies in my thoughts… This shows that the hypnosis on me was very superficial, so much so that it barely affected my surface consciousness…

"Also, He mentioned that the hypnosis will be lifted on Monday of this week, so I need to pay attention to the people I came into contact with between the last two Tarot meetings. This means that I was probably hypnotized sometime last week?

"But I met so many people last week, including the staff of the scholarship fund, students and teachers from various schools, and those poor applicants..."

Audrey muttered to herself, recalling every acquaintance or stranger she had ever met. Even though she was a Sequence 6 "hypnotist", it was very difficult for her to remember so many people she had only met once.

But then she remembered a suspect she had subconsciously overlooked.

Mr. Stephen Hampres.

The furniture dealer met Audrey last Thursday, and it was Audrey who took the initiative to request the meeting.

Because his other identity is a member of the "Psychological Alchemy Society" and he was also the contact person who took over the job after Miss Eslant, who led her to join the organization, was killed and replaced by Ms. D.

"The reason I ignored him was not only because I took the initiative to discuss the affairs of the Psychological Alchemy Society with him, but also because he was just a 'mind reader', not even as good as my own Susie. This subconscious contempt was discovered by me now, which also means that it was affected by some kind of 'hypnotic' power...

"During the meeting that day, in addition to Hampres, there was also a hidden 'audience' of a higher sequence. It should be that Hvin Rambis... He was the one who implanted the idea in our conversation that I should not remove the 'lie', and made me ignore this meeting...

"No, the existence of the 'lie' is unknown to anyone except the Tarot Club and Susie. 'Hypnosis' should not point to this matter... Hvin Rambis should let me investigate Miss Christine according to my own will, and they can just sit back and wait for the results, as long as they get them from me!"

Audrey's eyes gradually widened, and all the clues in her mind connected together.

After the incident with Baron Syndras, although the fact that she and Christine possessed extraordinary abilities was not exposed, it still entered the sight of the "audience" behind the scenes. And this matter has been confirmed to be related to the "Psychological Alchemy Society", so they must know that Audrey is a Beyonder. In this way, the only person whose identity is unclear in the incident is Christine...

"So, the Alchemist's Council member, Hvin Rambis, used my meeting with Hampres to implant in me the idea of ​​actively investigating Christine and using my resources to investigate her. This happened to combine with the negative effect of Lies amplifying emotions, causing me to be more proactive in digging into Miss Queen's background. Even after Mr. Fool lifted the hypnosis on Monday, this idea did not subside until Susie discovered it..."

It's that Hvin Rambis again. He set a trap to harm Baron Sindras before, and this time he wants to use me to investigate Miss "Queen"... Audrey thought bitterly and clenched her fists. Fortunately, with the help of Mr. Fool and Susie, I escaped from hypnosis and "lies". Next, it's... time for the great detective Audrey to strike back!
Taking a deep breath, Audrey smiled perfectly in front of the dressing mirror.

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After returning to his bedroom from the palace in the gray fog, Angel first looked around in the "mirror world" as usual, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there were no terrifying "audiences" or other extraordinary people around him.

The next second, she couldn't help but think of the discussion she had just had with Klein, and then she thought of... Wait!
She forced herself to interrupt her thoughts and began to recall everything about the battle and her own strength.

It has been two months since I was promoted to Sequence 4. I feel that more than half of the "despair" potion in my body has been digested. This is abnormally fast, even faster than the "pain" period... Of course, it is related to the two battles with "Iron Knight" Syrio Soran and "God of Evil" Sear, and the despair they fell into. According to the previous summary, the higher the target sequence chosen for digesting potions, the more obvious the effect, but it is hard to say whether it has anything to do with the mysterious power of the "witch" path in me...

The opposite of me is "Lady Despair" Panatia. Part of the reason she created the smog must be to digest the "despair" potion. She chose to win by quantity, using the deaths and despair of a large number of people to help herself gain power... I don't know which path other "witches" have chosen. How many of the large-scale plagues in history were created by witches for promotion?

Even more, in the process of being promoted to "despair", are there witches who are limited by their own strength, or succumb to the darkness in their hearts, and use the pain and despair of a large number of ordinary people to replace the ritual of killing demigods, successfully take the potion, and be promoted to demigods?
Thinking of this, Angel walked to the balcony and looked at the street below. Manhole covers were lined up along the street, and were occasionally run over by pedestrians and carriages.

That was the capital sewer system that the Kingdom of Loen gradually built after the great plague that occurred in Backlund 12 years ago.

But I, and the witches I trained, will never do that... she said solemnly in her heart.

Besides, can the enemy's "despair" alone really fully digest the potion?

Angel withdrew his eyes from the manhole cover and thought about the rules of the "Despair" potion.

She has already figured out part of the role-playing method and used the enemy's despair to digest most of the potion. For the next part, she can refer to the "painful" period, which is to let herself fall into real "despair".

This is another difficult problem where I have to pull myself up by my hair. If I deliberately create the emotion of "despair", I will never really fall into despair. On the contrary, real "despair" usually means death, and there will be no chance of surviving and digesting the remaining potion...

Angel chuckled and decided not to think about this question for the time being. After all, the ceremony to become an "immortal" witch was too difficult for her.

"Next, there are magical items... The 'Wings of Death' I have is very effective against the Grim Reaper, Aliens, and other creatures that can control undead creatures, while the 'Parasite Gloves' can steal the opponent's key abilities, provided that I know his sequence. Otherwise, the theft is likely to be random... As for the 'Harvester Legion', combined with the Beyonder characteristics of the 'Iron Knight', it can strengthen my attacks or share fatal damage, giving me some more means of saving my life in addition to the magic mirror and the magic wand substitute..."

The high-sequence magical items she owned emerged in her mind one by one, while those items with lower sequences that were almost ineffective against demigod enemies were ignored.

"It seems that even without other helpers, I can fight most Sequence 4 enemies. Even Sequence 3 can hold out for a long time. Moreover, if I fight him..."

Thinking of this, Angel forced himself to stop thinking, to avoid his overly obvious hostility being discovered by Ince Zangwill and the sealed object in his hand, and being written into the story by them.

Let's wait for news from Klein first. I'll just be a combatant who follows his orders... She laughed at herself and was about to leave the bedroom when she was suddenly surrounded by endless gray fog and heard a familiar voice in her ears.

“Dear Mr. Fool, please tell Miss Queen that I have found out the situation of the Rose School members around Craftsman Sharf. If she can spare the time, we can start the operation tonight.”

Is it Mr. "Hanged Man" who stayed in Bayam for two days?
Angel was stunned at first, and then a sense of joy rose in his heart.

She has long been unhappy with the people of the "Rose School"!

(End of this chapter)