Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 91 Klein's Suspicion

"There is no doubt that the Goddess answered my prayer, otherwise the sketch on the paper would not disappear for no reason... But what does it mean?"

After hastily tidying up the temporary altar, Angel took a sketch paper that was as clean as new, and went to the living room, thinking about the meaning of the results of the prayer under the dim gas light.

In the records within the church, and in the rumors among the wild Extraordinary, most of the revelations of the gods are so vague and ambiguous.Obtaining enlightenment only means successful communication with the gods, and after receiving the divine enlightenment, there are not a few people who misunderstand the divine revelation, or even think in the opposite direction.

"The other party is just a non-dangerous little person, not worthy of attention? Or there is no such a Beyonder who can tamper with other people's memories, and it's just my paranoia of persecution?"

She picked up the white paper and observed it carefully, trying to find some residual traces on it, but unfortunately, the pattern drawn by the pencil seemed to be carefully wiped away by an eraser, leaving no scratches or handwriting.

"Could it be that the other party has a special status, even a goddess..."

As soon as he had this thought, Angel forcibly interrupted his train of thought, which is disrespectful to the goddess!
Drawing the crimson moon on his chest, Angel didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"In short, I have already 'reported' the matter, recorded yesterday's memory, and put it in a drawer as a file. I have done everything I can and should do..."

Angel threw the blank card on the table and collapsed on the sofa.

If you really messed with a certain Sequence 4 or even a higher-sequence Extraordinary, then there is no point in resisting. The other party even modified my memory without me realizing it. Maybe he is standing by my side now , I can't even notice...

By the way, I remember that the Hanged Man once introduced that the Extraordinary of the "spectator" path has such an ability...

Thinking of this, she couldn't help standing up from the sofa and looking around.

In the living room at night, only two gas lamps were lit, and the main light was not turned on, which made the room look a little dark. The surrounding layout was the same as before she left last week.

Suppressing his impetuous heart, Angel sat back on the sofa.

After all, no matter how worried she was, there was nothing she could do about an enemy of this level. The opponent didn't directly attack and hurt herself, so maybe there were other considerations...

Finding ways to improve your own strength is the best solution.

Thinking of this, Angel touched the "Magic Pocket Watch" tied to her left wrist for easy use at any time. The brass case had become warm under the contact with her body, and the faint spiritual fluctuations of the magical item made her irritable and even Some fearful and disturbed hearts became peaceful again.

By the way, I still have "magic pocket watch" and "thirsty blood"...

Looking at the wall clock in the living room, it was around 8 o'clock at night. Angel decided to test the extraordinary ability of the "Magic Pocket Watch" according to the original plan, and experience the negative effects after using it.

Now it is night, even if she will be afraid of fire for the next twelve hours, she can go home to rest in the dark with her dark vision, and the negative effects will disappear the next morning, even if "sunshine" is regarded as fire, it will not delay the whole day .

Thinking of this, she no longer hesitated, she dropped the watch chain with her left hand drooping, the watch chain made a "crash" sound, and the small pocket watch fell into her hand.

Snapped--

The watch cover engraved with the triangular emblem of "God of Steam and Machinery" was opened, and the three hands of the pocket watch all pointed to 12 o'clock, stacked together and motionless, as if the internal machinery had been damaged.

click-

Angel pressed the crown of the pocket watch.

All the details belonging to the extraordinary ability of the "magician" flooded into her mind like a tide, as if she had known this knowledge for a long time, but only now remembered it again.

"Flame Leap", with a range of about 30 meters, can use the existing flames, or use the flammable fire it carries to teleport itself to the vicinity of the flame...

"Injury transfer" uses physical contact to transfer the wounds of oneself or others to other parts of the same body, and each wound can only be transferred once.

"Paper doll stand-in", you can use the paper doll you carry to take damage once instead of yourself, and leave it in place, and you will appear in a nearby position like "flame jump"... Well, this ability needs to be prepared in advance. Cut out paper figurines.

When Angel sorted out the extra information in her mind, she realized that the hands of the pocket watch in her hand were different from before. The minute hand was pointing between 1 and 2, while the second hand was moving counterclockwise.

It's gone...almost 3 minutes and I have about 7 more minutes before the pointer goes to zero!
Angel no longer regretted not preparing the paper figurines in advance, but looked at the street lamp outside the window, and with a thought, as if he had performed it thousands of times, bright yellow flames surged up all over his body, and as the flames spread, from the room Disappeared without a trace.

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"Bam—"

The slight sound from outside the window made Klein Moretti shrink his neck, subconsciously trying to dodge.

In the past few days, his dreams are full of "Secret Order" tuxedo clowns cheating corpses in the morgue, and he has already had a lot of psychological shadows on these voices. At this time, he heard the sound of "flame jumping" again , like a reappearance of a nightmare, made his heart beat half a beat slower.

He pushed away the pen and paper, stood up from the desk, hesitantly opened the window of the bedroom, and looked out.

It was already night, the crimson moon hung high, and the crimson moonlight dyed Narcissus Street in a strange color. The few pedestrians on the street either lowered their heads and hurried on their way, or staggered like they were drunk .

The gas lamp on the street downstairs flickered, as if blown by the wind. Klein stared at it for a few seconds, and saw that the light gradually became stable and warm. Then he closed the window with peace of mind, plugged the latch, and drew the curtains.

Turning the gas lamp in the room to the brightest, letting the heart-warming light fill the room, he sat back at the desk, picked up the pen, continued to think and write.

"Height over 1 meters, light blonde long hair, face can't be seen clearly, but good figure." (conform)

"Live in the city of Tingen, or between Tingen and Backlund." (Compliant)

"Is there a news channel inside the Nighthawks, or is it itself a Nighthawk?" (conform)

"Know the 'Assassin' potion formula, from other people, or from your own way?" (conform)

"The Roselle diary provided is the same as what I saw in Old Neil's." (consistent)

"There is no plan to go to Enmat Port in the near future." (Doubtful, may be lying)

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At the end of the paper, it read: Miss "Queen", Angel Granger.

Klein slowly drew an equal sign between the two names, but finally frowned and put a big question mark on the equal sign.

"Looks like I'm looking for a chance to have an interview..."

(End of this chapter)