Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 819 The real purpose
After a moment, the dazzling golden light dimmed, and the majestic atmosphere gradually dissipated, as if the solemn scene of drafting a law had ended. Georgina handed Angel a contract with several lines of clauses and said:
“You can read it carefully and then sign your name at the end.

"Of course, if you are not satisfied with the terms, you can choose not to sign."

If I really was a Sequence 6 witch, I would have completely surrendered under this kind of pressure and would not have dared not to sign... Angel muttered inwardly as he glanced over the terms.

The cooperation with her lasts for one year, and if it needs to be extended, a new contract must be signed... The cooperation is limited to trade and economic aspects, and does not involve social and private interactions, but I cannot disclose the contents of the contract... Georgina has the right to propose three "reasonable deals", and the other party cannot refuse... During the cooperation period, both parties shall not do anything that is disadvantageous to the other party...

As a demigod who wields the power of order, the terms drafted by Georgina were very concise, but they also avoided the possibility of various loopholes. Angel read it several times and found that the only thing he needed to pay attention to was the three "reasonable transactions" clauses, because these would be completely beneficial to the other party and he could not refuse them.

Of course, the fact that it is difficult to find loopholes in the content of the contract does not mean that the contract itself cannot be broken. The mark of Anne buried in the palm of Angel's right hand represents the five-year contract between her and the ghost ship. Moreover, it is obviously of a higher status and has a stronger binding force. Even if Angel is asked by Georgina to do something detrimental to Anne, the conflict between the contracts will make this clause invalid, or even directly abolish the entire contract.

But out of caution, Angel still asked:

"What do you mean by these three 'reasonable transactions' initiated by you?"

"It's very simple. Just like this time when you accepted Sander's commission to conduct an arms trade that is beneficial to both parties, I will propose conditions that are beneficial to both you and me to achieve a certain project. Under the premise of not endangering your life, property and dignity, you may not refuse... This is a supplementary clause and is binding on both you and me."

As Georgina spoke, the contract in Angel's hand lit up with a much dimmer light than before, and a new line of ancient Fessac text flashed in the blank space below, writing down the points she said.

It seems that if I hadn't asked you, you wouldn't have planned to add this... Angel complained in his heart as he evaluated these additional contents.

"What if the request is not bad for me, but bad for my relatives and friends? Do I have to agree to it?"

She asked in a probing manner, like a little witch who didn't dare to disobey her superior directly but had all kinds of worries.

"This is the part about hurting your 'dignity', and I have no intention of using force against your friends."

Duchess Georgina Augustus answered with a smile, not at all displeased by Angel's procrastination and hesitation.

This made her feel like the other party was setting a trap for her.

Of course, the prerequisite is that the other party does have some ideas about the "Queen Anne's Revenge". Otherwise, a "joyful" witch with only tens of thousands of pounds in apparent assets and no identity or status is not worth the demigod using various means to deceive her.

"I request to add two more clauses," Angel let out a long breath after a moment, and said with determination, "Within one year of cooperation between the two parties, my income must not be less than 30,000 pounds. In addition, if either party dies or is seriously injured and cannot perform the contract, the contract will be invalidated."

As she spoke, her eyes narrowed involuntarily, as if she saw gold coins being held in her arms.

"No problem. In fact, the benefits you get will be much higher than this."

Georgina raised her eyebrows, took the contract, quickly added the two points Angel mentioned, and signed her name first.

Fortunately, she thought my focus was on the first clause, and the second clause was just a worry that I would not be able to fulfill the contract for some reason. My focus was on the second clause, which was a loophole that could take advantage of my special status...

Angel muttered, took the pen, confirmed all the terms one last time, and signed Christine Theresa's name.

Although this is a pseudonym, after using it for a period of time, it will point to her just like Angelica Thatch, and can also be used in contracts.

As she wrote the last letter, the ancient Feysac words on the paper shone with golden light one by one, blending together to form a brilliance that was difficult to look at directly. The entire contract faded and disappeared in the light.

At the same time, an invisible force gathered around Angel, imposing the various restrictions described in the contract on her body and spirit. Georgina, who was sitting opposite her, had a faint golden glow in her eyes, and was obviously subject to the same restrictions.

According to my experience of signing different contracts with Klein several times, the power attached to the contract by this demigod is undoubtedly enough to kill a Sequence 6 Beyonder. Even for a demigod, violating the terms will cause serious harm, or even lead to loss of control... Angel was still thinking back to the days when Klein played Admiral Amyrius, when he saw Georgina Augustus, whose majestic aura was gradually subsiding, speaking again:

"Since you have signed the contract, you will temporarily become a member of the Loen military. Of course, your current life will not change. Within a month, Sander will give you the next commission. This time, all the profits will belong to you. We only want the results."

“Is it still the arms trade?”

Angel's heart moved and he asked back.

"Of course, but the location has changed. It's in the southern continent... Hehe, the man you like, Dwayne Dantès, went there a month ago to sell arms worth tens of thousands of pounds. You can ask for his help. As long as you don't reveal the contract, we won't stop you."

She even investigated this... Angel nodded silently.

"Finally, I have one more question for you." Seeing her agree, Georgina drank up the already somewhat cold black tea in her cup in one gulp and continued, "When you were in the witch sect, did you ever hear of a witch named 'Triss'?"

After a pause, she added:
"Maybe 'Triss Chick'."

Triss? Why did she care about this wanted witch who had disappeared? Because she was investigating the Great Smog? Because William Sykes had died outside for no apparent reason?

Angel pretended to be recalling something, tilted his head and frowned, and after a moment he replied:

"I've heard of her. She's a 'witch' who came to Backlund from Tingen, but ended up getting together with a prince. She disappeared after the great fog last year... Let me confirm first, do you know what 'Chik' stands for?"

"The original witch."

Georgina gave the answer with a calm expression.

"Yes, this name was given to her by the sect. I heard a rumor that she was chosen to be the 'vessel' of the original advent, and even obtained a high-level seal, receiving extra attention..."

Angel carefully gave a partial answer that the royal family might already know.

"Is it possible that she is still alive? According to the style of the Witch Cult members, has she already fled Loen and gone to a neighboring country, or is she still hiding near Backlund?"

Georgina asked without any pause.

Of course they are still nearby. Or rather, they are in the city of Backlund, plotting against the royal family and the military... Angel complained in his heart, but a confused expression appeared on his face. He shook his head and replied:
"I don't know. Perhaps only the members of the Backlund branch and 'Lady Despair' Panatia know these things, but they have all lost contact after the heavy smog."

"Panatia..."

The expression on Georgina's face changed slightly, as if she knew that this member of the witch's sect would not end well.

After a moment, she stood up from the sofa, looked towards the door of the reception room, and said in a calm and emotionless tone:
"Well, let's stop here tonight. When you go back, wait for Sander's notification. If you need the military's help, you can contact him. Of course, all help requires you to make corresponding contributions..."

Angel nodded in understanding, stood up and bowed, looking at the untouched snacks with some regret, said goodbye to them, and was about to leave when he heard Georgina's words behind him:

"...If you have any news about Triss... Chick, any news, you can come directly here to find me."

This kind of attention is a bit strange... Angel thought about it and turned around to ask:
"Is there anything special about her?"

"No, I just have a score to settle with her."

Georgina chuckled and answered vaguely.

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Looking at the black carriage gradually moving away outside the window, Georgina Augustus retracted her gaze, sat back on the sofa in the middle of the reception room, picked up a piece of exquisite dessert and put it into her mouth.

A secret door on the wall behind her was pushed open, and a man wearing a white shirt, a black vest, his short black hair neatly combed back, and his eyes shining with golden light walked out.

"Did you finish talking to her? Did you find anything?"

He asked, casually sitting on the sofa where Angel had just sat.

"Not much. She readily admitted that she was the Pleasure Witch, but I think her position is more than that, and she was quite restrained in the face of my seduction. She might be Sequence 5, or she has multiple Sealed Artifacts, and her combat power has reached this level. In addition, she should have seen through our purpose. I believe that it won't be long before the Golden Queen knows that we are trying to contact her."

Georgina replied.

"Indeed, how could the Golden Queen's agent in Backlund be just a Sequence 6..."

The man agreed with a chuckle.

"We have already signed the contract. By using those three trading opportunities, we should be able to obtain the information we need and contact the 'Balancer'... It's a pity that Amyrius Levitt's operation failed half a year ago, otherwise we could have traded with it directly without going through so much trouble." Georgina wiped her fingers that were stained with grease and crumbs from the snacks, and said to herself, "It will definitely not be able to refuse the conditions we offer this time..."

The man with short black hair nodded, looked at the slightly dim crimson moon outside the window, and suddenly asked:
"Where's Triss Chick? Did you get any information?"

"These are all things we know. She doesn't know where the witch is hiding now, or even if she is still alive." Georgina shook her head, but her tone was not too regretful. "If it weren't for a lovelorn person who made this the only condition, I wouldn't want to care about her."

"Ah."

The black-haired man responded with a short laugh.

(End of this chapter)