Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 778 Commitment
His eyes quickly swept over the golden gold and banknotes on the carpet, and Angel quickly calculated the corresponding value in his mind, realizing that these were the payments that Elaine received from the rebels in Nas.

The value of the gold coins, which are rarely circulated, is slightly higher than the face value, while the value of the gold bars of the same weight is slightly lower. After deducting them, the total is about 12500 pounds. Elaine should have taken 1000 pounds of share in advance... The profit is a little less than I expected, but it is already very good. Excluding the cost I paid before and the 7000 pounds to be handed over to Sander of the Veteran Officers Club, I can probably make 4000 pounds. The arms business is really profitable...

Angel thought about it, and didn't rush to gather the gold coins around him. Instead, he looked at Wensa who was sharpening his claws on the carpet, and asked with a smile on his face:

"Did Elaine say anything else?"

"She said the transaction went smoothly, but I found two ambushers near the transaction location... Extraordinary people from the 'Storm' Path. They were very cautious and did not take action."

Very cautious... This doesn't fit the character of that channel. Could it be that he just happened to notice the appearance of Wensa and was worried that it was a trap?
Based on the fact that the Headless Messenger Renette Tinicole was an angel in her "previous life" and possessed strength stronger than Sequence 3 after becoming a spirit creature, Angel guessed that Winza might have been an "immortal" witch before becoming a black cat in the spirit world. As for whether it was a black cat from beginning to end, or whether it turned from a human into a black cat for some reason, it is unknown.

Of course, she tended to believe that the other party was also a human in his previous life. After all, how could a cat be related to the "White Saint" Katarina?
Muttering to himself, Angel changed his tone to a more formal one, put away the smile on his face towards Jin Pound, and asked carefully:

"Do you know anything about the 'immortal' witch and the 'fountain of youth'?"

"Are you asking about the 'Fountain of Youth' as ​​a material for the potion? It seems that you have found a way to circumvent or solve the promotion ceremony..." Wensa ruthlessly exposed Angel's intentions, "I don't have much to say about Sequence 3 itself. After you are promoted, you will understand that this sequence is the stage where the 'witch' has a qualitative change from ability to existence, rather than Sequence 4 of most paths."

"As for the 'Fountain of Youth', I do know that it is not the legendary spring hidden in the Sonia Sea that can make people immortal, but I have forgotten the exact address, and I need some means to remember it."

Angel watched in silence as the black cat shook its head on his carpet and said something like "you'll have to pay extra" as if it was acting like a spoiled child. He wanted to kick it and kick it out of the third-floor window into his own garden.

But I may not be able to beat it, and once it starts to make a fuss, the noise will be too loud and will attract the attention of outsiders. I am only wearing my underwear... After weighing the pros and cons for a moment, Angel gave up the use of violence and instead forced a smile again and asked:

"So, how can I make you remember?"

Seeing that Angel had brought up the topic, Wensa no longer pretended to be a cat frolicking on the carpet, but slowly crawled to her feet, raised his neck, looked upwards with his blue eyes, and stared at Angel with his vertical pupils.

"We need a promise from you," it said in a serious tone. "This can be fixed through the Messenger's Contract. If you violate it, even you will have to pay a heavy price: after you are promoted to Sequence 3, among the Witch Cult, you must choose our side."

Angel took two steps back without hesitation and shook his head.

"First of all, I am not a member of the Witch Cult. Secondly, which side do 'you' represent? The side that has been doing evil for thousands of years, instigating crimes, creating disasters, concocting conspiracies, and spreading diseases? The side that traffics in human beings and causes the Backlund Great Smog?"

"Witches are the black of disasters, and priests are the red of wars. How can the path of disaster and misfortune not cause any unrest and disaster? You took advantage of the opportunity to complete the promotion ceremony of 'despair', but it does not mean that other witches can have such luck and help... We can only promise that we are relatively better than the part you mentioned."

The cat whiskers on Wensa's face kept trembling, and he retorted in a very fast tone.

The priest, Red of War, completed the ritual by taking shortcuts?
Countless thoughts flashed through Angel's mind after hearing these few nouns. He immediately connected them to the description of the abilities of high-sequence Beyonders of the Hunter pathway on the Red Priest card, as well as the promotion ceremony of the Sequence 0 Red Priest: to start a war that sweeps across the continent and gain enough victories.

The "witch" and the "other witch" are two extreme yet similar sides. Is this the adjacent path that represents "disaster"? Angel suddenly understood the helplessness of the "other witches" that Vinsa mentioned.

Of course, this does not mean that he will forgive members of the witch sect such as "Desperate Nightingale" Panatia.

"So, are you asking for a promise from me on behalf of the White Saint Katerina and her descendants?"

She thought again of the little help Katarina had provided when preparing the "despair" potion, and her tone was no longer so resistant.

"More. You know, there are many people in the sect who want to change the status quo. Catalina is just one of the more active ones."

Wensa replied in a somewhat ethereal tone.

If I don't agree, I can try to use Arrodes to divine the location of the "Fountain of Youth". Of course, as a witch sect that controls almost all the "witch" resources and is proficient in anti-divination, it will definitely guard against this method. The magic mirror may not be able to penetrate these interferences, and wandering on the sea with the "witch" card, I may be targeted by other high-ranking witches before I find the target...

After weighing it in his mind for a moment, Angel said carefully:

"Is Catalina still cooperating with the Loen royal family and that military faction?" "Due to their confidentiality measures, I don't know her whereabouts, but the cooperation related to the 'Great Smog' was originally handled by Clarisse's people. Catalina took over just to wait for the final transaction to be completed. She will not be an obstacle during your investigation."

Does this mean that the members of the Witch Cult have almost gotten their share of the profits and are not planning to continue helping the Loen royal family? She muttered to herself and finally made a decision:
"If what you said before is true, then after I am promoted to 'Immortal', I will stand on your side in the internal struggle of the Witch Cult."

Angel left some room for "discretion" in her promise, such as requiring the other party to tell the truth, and only agreeing to stand on the side of Wensa. But as soon as she finished saying this, she realized that the invisible connection between herself and the messenger Wensa had a subtle change.

This is not as "compulsory" as when she signed the contract with Anne, but it will also cause some harm to the spirit if she breaks her promise.

It's not fatal, but it's better not to violate it... She realized something in her heart, and looked at Wensa again, waiting for it to tell the location of the "Fountain of Youth", but the latter just kicked off its limbs and jumped into the air, and entered the spirit world.

Did she go to the study next door?
Angel, who immediately noticed the other party's movements, felt helpless. She had taken off her dress in order to take a bath in peace, and was now only wearing underwear. However, the cunning black cat was walking around in her home, making her feel as if their identities had been swapped.

No, maybe this fits our relationship, like a cat running around happily and its owner chasing after it...

When she emerged from the mirror world and came to the study, Wensa had disappeared. On the world map hanging on the wall, a cross was drawn by a sharp claw in a corner deep in the foggy sea, marking the location of the "Fountain of Youth".

Far away from the north and south continents, almost at the end of the world, there are no islands marked on the map. It seems that the legend is completely unreliable... Wait, this hanging map seems to be worth 30 pounds... Angel's face changed, and finally he wiped the map, smoothed the cut cloth, tried his best to eliminate the damage caused by Wenza, and then returned to his bedroom.

Before taking a bath, she would pick up the precious gold pounds.

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In the East District, in a room with curtains drawn in a shabby apartment rented to different workers and maids.

Countless black, thick and slippery poisonous snakes squirmed like flexible tentacles, wrapped into balls, knocked over tables and chairs, and crushed the simple wooden bed into pieces.

Some of these poisonous snakes had black eyeballs on their outward ends, looking around vigilantly; some opened into mouths, spitting out scarlet forked tongues; some gathered into tips that secreted mucus and continued to extend around.

There were constant painful groans coming from inside the "Viper Ball", long-lasting but suppressed, as if the man was worried that they would be heard by others outside the room due to the poor sound insulation.

Suddenly, these tentacle-like poisonous snakes shrank inwards. The one-meter-high sphere quickly shrank and disintegrated, revealing a young girl curled up on the ground with her hands on her knees. She had fair skin, slender limbs, and a perfectly curved back. Her drooping face was wrinkled and her eyes were closed, revealing a painful and distorted expression. The low moans came from her slightly open mouth.

The poisonous snake that wrapped around her shrank quickly, decomposing into shiny black filaments, and quickly returned under the girl.

Those were actually her hair!

As the long hair returned to normal, the room no longer had any connection with the horrible and weird scene just now, except for the crushed bed and the tables and chairs that fell on the ground. The girl curled up on the floor stopped groaning in pain and slowly opened her eyes.

The confusion in those enchanting black eyes soon faded away, and she regained her composure. She climbed up skillfully, found her nightgown among the broken wood, and put it on, covering her not-so-big but perfectly shaped breasts and slender waist, leaving only her snow-white feet that contrasted sharply with the dark floor.

Looking at the messy room, Triss frowned, thinking that she should change her hiding place whether to avoid possible pursuit or for the sake of life.

"If I continue like this, it won't be long before the 'pain' in my body is completely digested. By then, the new 'Gift' will allow me to enter the High Sequence and become a Demigod. At the same time, I will be closer to 'Him'...

"Perhaps I can avoid all this by completing the promotion ceremony normally and taking the potion, but that requires more time and resources, and I lack exactly these two things... If I don't hurry up and solve everything, I might become an unconscious vessel of God that spreads disease and plague in this city. Ha, if he were still here, he would definitely not want to see all this..."

Gently pulling aside a corner of the curtain, Triss looked at the streets that had suffered a terrible plague half a year ago and were now just regaining some order. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, but there was no smile in her eyes.

"Perhaps, seeking help from the 'Golden Queen' is the only way... I didn't expect that the very vigilant girl a year ago would become a pirate king famous across the five seas. Could it be that she is also... favored by the gods?"

Triss muttered, pausing for a moment as she uttered the last word, a mocking smile on her face.

(End of this chapter)