Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 884 Acquiescence
As the flaming spears and the giants exploded, the entire dream-like battlefield disappeared without a trace. The light and shadows in front of Elaine's eyes kept changing, and she soon found herself still standing on the beach late at night. In front of her was Tracy, who was struggling with her limbs tied up, and Sherman, who had a cold face and pressed the dagger tightly against her neck, leaving a trace of blood.

She herself was sweating and feeling hot all over. The high temperature even caused her sweat to evaporate, emitting thick smoke, which shrouded the surrounding area in fog.

As the mist dissipated in the sea breeze, her body temperature returned to normal, and Elaine felt her dissipated spirituality slowly returning to her body, calming her emerald green eyes that contained madness and ferocity.

But even so, her ears were still ringing with the roars of the enemies and friends who had just clashed and fought to the death, and she still felt the pleasure of turning into a flaming spear and piercing through the giant who represented Tracy's fear and hatred for her.

Now, I have become a "reaper"...

Elaine slowly exhaled a breath of hot air, looked at Tracy, who had tears on her face and was staring at her with eyes almost bursting, and said:
"I did use you to complete the promotion ceremony, which was a revenge for what you did before. Moreover, you should have digested the 'pain' potion... Have you ever thought about why your mother told you that Miss Angelica was gone and let you come to the southern continent to intercept my 'Redhead'?"

After the promotion, Elaine's insight from the "conspirator" has made great progress. Thinking back on what happened tonight, she realized the key to the other party's "cooperation".

The "immortal" witch, Tracy's mother Katarina, may have condoned this incident and even fanned the flames behind the scenes so that her daughter could digest the potion and prepare for her promotion to demigod, even if it would involve a lot of risks and she might even die in battle.

She might have anticipated the attitude of Miss Angelica and I... Thinking of this, Elaine sighed in her heart, and looked at Tracy, whose expression was stunned and her eyes were a little dull after hearing her words, and continued:
"The vicious pirates with a bounty on them on your 'Black Death' will be captured. Those who dare to resist may be in danger of their lives, but the other sailors will be fine. After we leave, you can just... leave."

"You want to let me go?"

Tracy looked up in surprise and asked. From Elaine's position, some color appeared on her pale face and her blue eyes lit up as if she had seen the sun.

"I do want to kill you, or at least take revenge on you for what you did to me, even if it's just a small part... I've dreamt about this countless times, but..."

Having said that, Elaine glanced at Sherman's expressionless face, feeling a little embarrassed to say this in front of outsiders, so she shook her head.

"…Forget it, we are even now."

"Clear? Don't let me run into you again, or I'll take you back to the ship and fuck you—"

Tracy jumped up like a fish thrown into a frying pan, yelling in frustration, until Sherman behind her took out a ball of untied rope and stuffed it into her mouth, blocking her last words.

But she continued to struggle, bending her body and twisting her limbs on the beach, trying to break free from the ropes that bound her hands and feet.

But compared to the angry and desperate struggle just now, the current movement is more like...

"behave in a spoiled manner?"

Such a ridiculous idea popped into Elaine's mind.

She shook her head and looked at Sherman.
"Let's go... Miss Angelica agreed to let her go."

“Wuwu? Wuwuwu——”

Tracy on the ground struggled even harder.

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It was not until dawn that Angel, having dealt with all his affairs, returned to his home in Backlund and slumped down on the sofa in the study, somewhat exhausted.

She did not ask the early-rising maid to bring her a cup of refreshing coffee. Instead, she fumbled to take out a bottle of brown drink in a transparent glass bottle from the "mirror space", shook it in her hand to cool it down to near freezing point, unscrewed the iron cap pressing on the bottle mouth with her bare hands, and after a "hissing" sound of air flow, she put the icy carbonated drink into her mouth and sighed with satisfaction.

This was the "Coke" that had been sold to various districts of Backlund after Sherman had specially invited a designer to redesign its appearance. The taste was slightly adjusted after being tasted by the workers at the Black Bear Canning Factory, making it more in line with people's pursuit of sweets in this era. Of course, the refreshing caffeine also allowed it to replace part of the effect of coffee, so as to serve as a promotional selling point.

Instead of shamelessly naming the carbonated beverage "Coca-Cola," Angel printed a bear paw on the bottle cap, and the recyclable glass bottle also has bear-paw-like raised patterns, which makes it easier to grip and makes the name "Black Bear Coke" more appropriate.

Although the price of three pence a bottle is more expensive than the common ales in the bar and is on par with those local specialty beers, there is a one-penny "discount" for returning the empty bottle, which makes people feel that this refreshing drink that can refresh and replenish sugar at the same time is more cost-effective.

In fact, Sherman suggested that the price for factories to recycle empty glass bottles is 1.5 pence. The price difference makes restaurants and bars more willing to promote our drinks... Angel muttered, and gave a thumbs up to his "Minor Arcana" business acumen.

After enjoying his iced cola in the morning, Angel closed his eyes and prayed to the respected Mr. Fool, requesting an impromptu meeting with World Klein.

……

Above the gray fog, the figure of the Fool was hidden behind the fog. Angel and Klein sat down at their seats and exchanged last night's intelligence across the long bronze table. "Duchess Georgina didn't recognize that I was pretending to be the 'Golden Queen' until the end. She could tell that I had become a demigod, and the 'Witch' card I carried gave me the status of the corresponding path and the ability to counter divination and prophecy. Unless the 'Arbitrator' angel is present, it should not be exposed."

Because there were only two people present, Klein did not use the hoarse voice of "The World", but narrated in his usual relaxed tone.

"What is her purpose in looking for me? Is it really related to the 'Ghost Empire'?"

Angel also leaned back in his chair and asked in a more relaxed tone.

"Yes, she conveyed a request for cooperation from her own royal faction, hoping that you and the Queen Anne's Revenge can help find the traces of the 'Ghost Empire' and discover the last treasure of the Trunsoest Empire. They only want one of the extraordinary characteristics, and the rest can belong to you and your helpers... I didn't agree immediately, I just said I would consider it. Georgina didn't seem to intend to solve the problem in one go. Maybe they also have their own backup plan."

Klein relayed Georgina's words, and then analyzed based on his own judgment:
"I think what the royal family needs is most likely a Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristic of the Arbitrator. After the death of the Night Emperor Trunsoest, his Beyonder characteristics were divided among the nobles of the time, including the current royal family of Loen, Augustus. They are trying to collect this characteristic, and there must be a deeper intention... Could they want an angel of the royal family to go one step further and become the strongest under the true God? Did George III become a demigod without telling the church in preparation for this?"

"Sequence 1 of this path is called the 'Hand of Order'. The ancestor of the Augustus royal family, William Augustus, the 'Protector' printed on the 10-pound note, possessed one. He is still alive and is a solid backer of George III... The royal family wants to obtain a second copy of the 'Hand of Order', perhaps to promote an angel, but it won't be George III, because... he plans to become the 'Black Emperor'!"

Angel said carefully, and took this opportunity to tell Klein the news revealed by the White Saint Katarina, including all her own speculations and Katarina's most important words:

The true Gods and their believers may not have the same ideas.

Upon hearing the news that George III might have become an angel and had begun to build nine mausoleums, Klein the Fool, who controlled the phantom of the "world" and whose real body was hidden behind the gray fog, was shocked for a moment and even forgot to respond.

Similar to Angel's reaction last night, once his attention really turned to the "Black Emperor" ceremony, all kinds of details that had long been made public but no one had noticed immediately surfaced in Klein's mind.

And compared to Angel, he knows more.

From Roselle's diary, Klein learned that this great time traveler had come into contact with the "Angel of Fantasy" Adam, and even joined the "Twilight Hermits", becoming a member of this secret organization that wanted to influence the world trend.

In his later years, he tried to secretly change his path to become the "Black Emperor" without telling the Steam Church, perhaps with the help of Adam.

After his death, all the extraordinary characteristics and uniqueness of the "Black Emperor" may naturally fall into the hands of the "Twilight Hermit Order".

Now, Hervin Rambis has mentioned the "trend of the world" and said that he wants George III to be "more talented" and "play in advance"...

Klein had previously taken it for granted that this was to allow the king, who was restricted by the contract, to break through to become a demigod. But now it seemed that this was entirely possible to prepare for the promotion of the Black Emperor to Sequence 0!
The only problem is:
Do the Seven know?
Do the Seven Gods consent?
Did the Seven offer any help?

At least in Klein's opinion, the three major churches in the Kingdom of Loen were opposed to George III's actions. They spared no effort to investigate the truth of the "Great Smog" incident, tracked down the whereabouts of the missing people, and forced George III to make a lot of concessions... Although the last thing was obviously within the plan of Adam and George III, and it made the "new order" of the promotion of the Black Emperor come faster, the starting point was good.

but……

The intentions of the church may not necessarily replace the intentions of the gods. If the gods have an ambiguous attitude and do not oppose the emergence of a new "Black Emperor", they can just sit back and do nothing, not informing the angels and saints under their seats, and only let them investigate with the power of the mortal world. If they find any problems, they will solve them. If they don't find any... that's just fine.

For Augustus, who controlled the Kingdom of Loen and had the hope of becoming gods, if the gods did not openly oppose them, it would be tantamount to support them.

Even the gods have an ambiguous attitude, and even the goddess of night does not object, so what are we doing, is there any meaning...

Only after Klein had a detailed discussion with Angel about the next course of action and sent her back to reality did he return to his home with heavy thoughts in his mind.

He looked at the sun that had already risen outside the window, sighed softly, washed and changed his clothes with the help of his secret doll, and went to the restaurant to enjoy the breakfast which was not very rich but was prepared with southern characteristics according to his request.

After the meal, butler Walter handed over the guest list for the hunting event to be held at Meige Manor at the weekend and discussed related matters with him.

Raphael, his valet and one of his "secret puppets", was standing outside the restaurant door in a windbreaker, looking around with a lively expression as he was distracted.

At this moment, two male servants walked out of the dining room. One of them held a delicate glass bottle in his hand. Half of the bottle was filled with brown liquid that was bubbling as he shook it. A sweet fragrance slowly drifted into the doll's nostrils.

Klein in the restaurant was suddenly stunned.

It was something he was extremely familiar with, something he drank almost every day before coming into this world.

Cola!

(End of this chapter)