Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 786 Susie's Psychological Hint

Judging from the attitude of the "Witch Sect" towards Triss, and Triss's reaction after wearing the sapphire ring, it can be determined that this ring is very likely related to the "Original Witch", or even a kind of "seal" directly bestowed by Him to believers. Through the contact between the ring and Triss, the latter is gradually transformed into a "container of God's descent" that meets His needs.

During the great haze, the "Mother of Heaven" of the Goddess Church was likely to have directly received the descent of the Goddess of Night and eliminated several key threats within Backlund. As for Ms. Panatia of Despair and Mr. A of the Aurora Society, He threw them into the foggy town and left them to fend for themselves. At the same time, He made it more difficult for Klein to steal the Antigonus notes as a test. But as for Triss Chick, He was very restrained and only took away the sapphire ring and let her go.

After I put on the ring, I was able to advance to the "Pain" level by directly swallowing the property with an almost negligible success rate. I also gained the ability to control the poisonous fog that spread to half of the city and modify it to be harmless. This is definitely not something a Sequence 5 on the verge of losing control can do. There must be a special power involved...

Angel thought about it and looked at the unique sapphire ring in his hand again. Compared with when it was worn on Triss's little finger, it no longer had that frightening evil aura.

If I put it on again now, maybe the "Original Witch" will descend directly into my body... she thought fearfully.

"'Him'... that woman is indeed an angel. No wonder I had no intention of resisting... And you said that it was you who stopped the spread of the smog, causing them to fail?"

Triss caught the key point in Angel's words and immediately asked back.

Without waiting for an answer, she continued murmuring:

"...Compared to the witch sect's several months of preparation, the duration of the smog was indeed shorter than expected. At that time, I was ready to take refuge in White Cliff Town, but the smog just stopped... That was a large-scale ceremony with the Witch of Despair as the core and several Witches of Pain cooperating. You were already Sequence 4 at that time? It took less than half a year?"

As expected, she already knew that I was the one who met "Tris" by chance in the underground market in Tingen Dock District, otherwise she wouldn't have expressed such emotion... Angel laughed secretly, shook his head and said:
"I wasn't even 'Suffering' at that time. I only relied on this ring and the help of the gods to accomplish everything. The situation was critical at that time and I had no choice."

As she spoke, she drew a crimson moon on her chest in front of the divine vessel of the "Original Witch", which made the latter look surprised and even distorted her face.

"……madness."

After a while, Triss squeezed out a word from the depths of her throat.

"It's foolish of you to speak to a Sequence 4 like that," Angel sneered, ignoring Triss's slightly upset mood. "If you wear this ring again, will it speed up the progress of the 'Gift', or will you immediately become a puppet of the gods?"

"Neither. This ring obviously has no power anymore. I have already surrendered to Him and received His mark. I no longer need the help of this ring... Besides, with my current strength, I can only last for a few seconds after activating the power of the ring. My spirit and flesh will completely collapse, and there is no possibility of survival."

But I put on the ring for at least a minute at a level of "joy", but what I got was only the loss of control and death that I had already experienced.

There is no doubt that the goddess played a crucial role in this. She blocked the prying eyes of the "Original Witch" and only let in the power I needed, allowing me to calm the deadly haze...

After confirming this, she threw the ring back into the mirror space, looked at Triss, who had a strange expression and melancholy eyes, and sighed:

"At least our current goals are still the same. You can continue to investigate Viscount Stratford. If you need my help, you can contact me..."

After a pause, she continued:

"If you want to get rid of your current situation, I can try to pray to the goddess to give you some help. Of course, your previous crimes are not included. You will still be judged and punished."

When she heard the first half, Triss's dark eyes showed a hint of surprise, but the second half made her face darken again. She looked away with disdain and replied:
"I would rather die in the sweetness of revenge than spend my whole life in your dark cell."

The room was silent with only her angry words echoing in it. Triss focused her eyes again and found that the witch of "despair" in front of her had disappeared at some point.

Looking around, Triss secretly lifted the curtain covering the window and looked out at the East District streets that looked a little gloomy under the crimson moonlight.

"……madness."

After a moment, she uttered the word again.

————On Sunday afternoon, Earl Hall's mansion was busy again. Baron Sindras, who had recently deepened his faith in the Lord of Storms and had become closer to the New Party, came to visit. Earl Hall and his eldest son Hibbert Hall jointly received this spokesperson who represented the interests of many emerging nobles and wealthy businessmen from various industries behind them. After some greetings, they entered the reception room for a private conversation.

When the conversation reached a critical moment, a large golden retriever taking a nap in the corner of the room was discovered by the count's personal servant and politely asked to leave the living room.

It circled around the door a few times, left reluctantly, and walked briskly to Audrey Hall's study on the third floor of the villa, only to find that the gap in the door that was supposed to be left for it had been closed and the door was locked.

In the study, Audrey was kneeling in the spiritual wall with her head down, feeling the pressure of the misty illusory door above her. An angel with twelve pairs of flaming wings on its back came out of the door, and the shadow overlapped with Audrey's body, wrapping her tightly with its flaming wings.

This time, she did not feel the burning and suffocating sensation as when she was punished by Mr. Fool before, but instead a warmth and peace of mind that reached deep into her spirit.

Praise the Fool… She murmured, and looked up to find an ancient notebook with a copper-green cover on the altar.

This was the "Lemanno's Travel Notes" that she had temporarily rented from the "Magician" Fors for 400 pounds.

After thanking the Fool again for his help, Audrey removed the spiritual wall and packed up the altar and the candles, essential oils and other sacrificial items.

She knew that this would be noticed by the extraordinary people belonging to the Goddess Church in the villa, but her parents already knew that she had become an extraordinary person, so a certain amount of "extraordinary" behavior was reasonable, and the key part was to use the spiritual wall to block prying eyes and prevent the church from discovering her connection with the "secret sect."

Gently flipping through the notes that recorded different extraordinary abilities, Audrey successfully found the "psychological suggestion" she had recorded on one of the parchment-looking pages.

Great, this way I don't need to record my abilities again... she thought excitedly.

At this time, there was a slight knock on the door outside the study. Audrey unlocked the door in confusion and found that it was her pet Susie who was knocking on the door.

The scene of a dog knocking on the door should be more terrifying than the count's daughter believing in a cult... She muttered and let Susie in.

"Audrey, I've been kicked out. I've been 'eavesdropping' on secret meetings too many times recently. Your father's servants have learned to find me in all kinds of corners and kick me out of the room."

The latter walked into the study, and seeing that there was no one else in the room, he began to speak in human language with a hint of apology in his tone.

"It's okay, Susie. I can ask my brother about the details of the conversation later. These contents are not confidential. If I act coquettishly, he will tell me."

Audrey touched the golden retriever's head affectionately, and learned the purpose of Baron Sindras's visit from its whispers.

"It's pretty much what I expected. After secretly joining the new party, Baron Sinderas is eager to prove his role. He plans to persuade several members who received titles through donations and recently entered the House of Lords under the king's new policy to join him in joining the new party. As for the House of Commons, these wealthy businessmen can control even more...

"This may seem beneficial to the new party that my father and brother belong to, but in the long run it will undoubtedly widen the gap between the two parties. Their differences always need an outlet, such as the replacement of officials, changes in government orders, or even foreign wars... Alas, I just hope that too many innocent people will not be hurt..."

Audrey thought a little melancholy, looked up at the exquisite wall clock inlaid with purple gemstones that she had recently purchased, and found that it was almost time to leave, so she called Susie to her side.

"Susie, according to the plan, you will use 'psychological suggestion' on me," Audrey said as she took out the palm-sized "travel notes" from her handbag. "I taught you, it's on this page, you put your finger...claw on it, pour spirituality into it, and you can use the recording ability. This is, um, pre-acting!"

Susie looked at her master helplessly, watching her spread out the parchment pages with deep and shallow lines on the notes and put them on the ground. She herself sat upright, looking a little nervous.

It gently pressed its claws on the page with "Psychological Suggestion" recorded on it, releasing this extraordinary ability, and immediately realized that the psychological suggestion of Sequence 6 "Hypnotist" was fundamentally different from the ability of its own psychiatrist.

If Sequence 7 relies on language to influence the target's mind, Sequence 6 enters the "manipulation" stage. The difference between the two is like building a building with bare hands and using tools to do so. The efficiency is worlds apart.

Looking at the nervous etheric body and mental body of the master in front of her, Susie followed the other party's instructions and made the corresponding "hints":
"Audrey, in the next two hours, you will forget the true identity of Hvin Rambis and all the preparations you have made for this. Just treat him as a royal advisor you meet occasionally."

(End of this chapter)