Oops, I became the witch's substitute

Filin looked at Carol seriously for half a second and started to take off his pants, so Carol hurriedly called for a stop, which was to the extent of asking Filin to pull up his sleeves.

Look, he is indeed a great talker but a loser in practice.

Carol couldn't help complaining as she was drawing blood from Filin: "I told you to take off your clothes, and you took them off?"

Feilin asked back, "So don't pretend to be an experienced older sister and tease me. I'm not much younger than you."

Carol snorted, "How boring! You must be so unromantic because you don't have a girlfriend, right?"

Feilin bit his back teeth and said, "It seems that someone with more experience has been single for more years than me?"

Carol played dumb: "Really? Who was it? Okay, let me see your blood."

Carol took out three test tubes like a magician, spun them between them, and filled them with Film's blood.

"Blood is the currency of the soul, and alchemy can trace its roots from the blood." Carol murmured to herself. This was also the problem that Philin was worried about.

For example, when one is injured and bleeds in battle, because of the erosion of magic and other problems, the blood will not be effective when picked up by others due to various contaminations. But now, fresh blood drawn directly from the body contains a lot of information. Some powerful people can even detect the owner's talents and abilities directly from the blood.

However, Filin has recently found a corresponding solution. His talent is deception, and he always uses this ability to conceal his soul. Even gods can't see clearly, and it is even more difficult to see through blood.

For the three blood samples, Philin will watch Carol use them all for research and then dispose of them.

However, an accident happened when Carol mixed the alchemical reagent into the first blood. As soon as the reagent and blood were mixed, the blood in the test tube began to burn.

Carol was not surprised. "Wow, a magical reaction that instantly ignites blood, that's right, it's a mark."

Feilin looked at her with admiration and confirmed her type at just one glance.

Then the usual methods could no longer be used. Carol began to hum a song softly. Many magical materials in the alchemy workshop resonated and shone with light. The magic power in the room increased significantly. Carol put on special gloves, unfolded a magic circle on the back of her hand, and poured out the blood in the second test tube, this time floating it directly on the palm of her hand.

This time the blood turned into a cube, which gradually became hollowed out, forming complex branches. One of the branches outlined a faint line that connected to the distance, and then many branches spread out. The structure of the cube itself was the blood red, but these spread out branches emitted an ominous purple-blue color like a virus.

"It's really unusual. This is the most demanding slave contract I've ever seen. It controls the life of the slave. This mark in your blood will absorb your lifespan and magic power and transfer it to the caster. In addition, there are two special structures that cannot be analyzed. They are also closely related to the caster. They must have taken something from your soul and transferred it to you." Carol studied the blood structure carefully. "In addition to squeezing your value, this mark is also eroding your life. You are young and growing now, and the erosion of the mark is not very obvious. When you are old and your magic power declines, you will age and die quickly. In short, you are destined to have a short life. I estimate that you will not live past 40."

Feilin frowned when he heard this. Was this engraving serious? What kind of vicious magic was this that would make his family extinct? Didn't that scumbag count ever think about family inheritance? No, wait...isn't that what the immortal species is like? As long as you live long, you don't need your descendants to pass on anything for you. No matter the results of your research, the will to survive, or the ideals you pursue, you can continue to pursue them as long as you live.

Did the earl do so much just to exploit the value of his descendants? The Morgana family is full of talented people, and blood relatives can marry to expand their power. Wouldn't the earl be too short-sighted to do this?

When Carol thought of this, the luster of the second blood sample in her hand disappeared. It seemed that the magic power was exhausted and the blood became dull. Philin could not feel any rhythm of the soul from it. At this time, he began to process the third blood sample.

Carol brought a half-meter square crystal piece and used tools to carve a complex alchemical magic circle on the surface. In the middle was a large circle of the main body, and corresponding to the corners of the hexagram were small magic circles of wind, earth, water, fire, sun and moon. Then she filled the engraving with mercury and poured the blood sample into the groove in the middle.

"Alchemy is a technique for analyzing the truth of the world. It is not proud of being mysterious. It is a technique used to solve unknown puzzles. There is nothing that alchemy cannot solve!"

Carol intended to purify the curse in her blood directly, but her power collided with the imprint in her blood, causing a huge conflict between them. Then, tremendous magic power rushed straight into the sky and lifted the ceiling of the hotel.

The next day, Filin and Carol became masons together.

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Legend has it that a great witch was born in Miriam, who punched star beasts and kicked sects, and was sent to the Holy Kingdom to suppress the goddess. She was famous in the border areas, attracting various organizations to compete to make friends with her.

The Morgana family, the intelligence officer stationed in the Holy Kingdom of Arius, took the latest intelligence and wondered: "Is there such a powerful witch? How did I know about it?"

The subordinate said: "Is it possible that these things were only discovered recently, so we know about them now?"

The intelligence officer recorded the information and then shook his head: "The most urgent task is to continue monitoring the sect's collection of star beasts, especially the whereabouts of those important organs! By the way, have we received last year's allowance?"

The subordinate whispered, "Come down halfway."

The intelligence officer was about to cry: "Why is it only half?"

The subordinate replied, "The journey is long and transportation is difficult. Also, due to the star beast disaster, the goods were robbed by unknown forces. We are lucky to get half of it. I heard that Miriam has not given a penny this year."

The intelligence officer was puzzled: "No way, how can the brothers work? Who will support us intelligence officers?"

The subordinate sighed, "Sir, you should face reality. We came to these remote small countries. In name, we are lurking, but in fact, we are exiled. That is, the star beasts appeared and the higher-ups remembered us. Usually, don't we do some small business and go to the sect to collect some relief food in winter?"

Most spies think that they have to keep a low profile in this line of work, fearing that if they are too ostentatious, they will be exposed, especially since the Holy Kingdom has a true God and their lie detection and interrogation techniques are first-rate. If they are discovered, they will be made into a barbecue, okay? So the spies really become old farmers. Due to limited allowances, they have to find ways to make money to survive. They dare not work in high-end fields, so they rely on odd jobs to make a living.

This information was quickly sent to the family. After receiving the information, the family intelligence chief confirmed it. He was not too surprised. Instead, he had an expression as if he had known this would happen.

The Morgana family and intelligence chiefs met with each other and held a meeting under the leadership of the director.

The meeting went through the process, and a round of domestic and international events were discussed. The core was the signs of the arrival of the star beast detected by the family. After planning for about a whole morning, the director of the intelligence bureau finally remembered the current situation: "...this year's allowance budget will be increased accordingly for Miriam and Arius, and a few reliable and capable people will be sent for transportation. No matter how hard it is, the intelligence officer must not be made to suffer."

The intelligence chiefs below listened carefully. These intelligence bases in remote areas often could not be contacted, and when new personnel were sent there, they found that some were dead or missing.

Then the director threw a piece of intelligence to everyone to read: "Look, the witch named Fili, who was extremely active last year, finally came to the fore this time and was promoted to the position of the Great Witch."

"Miriam, another great witch has appeared. Unlike Hecate, this witch is still unusually active?"

"This is information that is worth exploring. What does Miriam's intelligence officer say?"

The head of Miriam Intelligence spoke in a firm voice: "I have good news for you all. The Miriam area is under the personal charge of Master Flin. He approached Fili with his excellent observation skills and is currently living under the same roof."

"A great witch. It is unknown whether she is a god or not. We must find out all the information about her as soon as possible."

"Can we use Master Feilin to control her? Make her someone who is beneficial to us?"

"There are many witches in Miriam who are supported by us. We can make full use of their power."

The director raised his hand and asked everyone to be quiet: "These days, the family has been disturbed during astrology. It can be found that the secret witch Hecate is still investigating things related to the family. The plan to completely quiet her down should be promoted in due course. By the way, is there any news about the new intelligence officer assigned to Miriam?"

Miriam, the intelligence chief, stood up hastily: "I am not responsible for these people. They are capable people drawn from neighboring countries to form a new system on their own..."

Then the relevant persons in charge stood up one after another, complaining about their grievances and grievances. They did select the best soldiers and even young talents from their families to send over in an attempt to replicate the success of the film, but there has been no movement for so long.

The director thought for a moment: "Are they still alive?"

"Alive?"

"Go, give the list to Feilin and let Master Feilin verify it."

The director is different from the intelligence chief. As he is directly responsible for domestic affairs, he has to see the earl every day and deal with all the factions in the family. Filin may not be valued by the earl, but he has not been "eliminated" by the earl. As a blood relative who can still be active, the director treats him with trust and optimism, and regards him as a derivative of the earl's will.

Miriam's intelligence chief was also very happy after hearing this, because it meant that the power of these spies would be concentrated in his hands. As Filin became bigger and stronger under Miriam, his voice would also increase, and he could also establish good relations with the blood relatives of this family, thus killing two birds with one stone.

Without further ado, the intelligence chief wrote the letter as soon as he returned.

A few days later, Feilin received a letter from his family and a list of names. He couldn't help but fall into deep thought. Should he continue to investigate himself? This time, the tone was not particularly strong, but the requirements for the content were more detailed than before.

Not only do they have to investigate Fili, but they also have to do everything they can to get close to Hecate. Just as Enil said, the family wants Hecate to "calm down", and only then will they let Fili confirm the newcomer's movements.

Yes, the family still plans to arrange new spies to infiltrate, but why are these newcomers described as young and handsome? Are they sending spies? Are they here to organize a gigolo group?

As for how to reply to the family, Filin began to show off Fili's abilities in all aspects, describing Fili as a fighter among witches, and using a tone he had not expected, describing Filin's connections that he had seen recently, how she punched dragons and kicked evil gods, was proficient in multiple elemental magic, was a talented witch, and had a close relationship with Hecate, suspected to be a close friend.

In short, the reply letter was full of nice nonsense, and the key parts were vague. Fili's specific abilities were only described indirectly, and the rumor that Fili defeated Bahamut was only briefly mentioned, leaving room for the family's imagination.

As before, he made up stories according to Miriam's travel guide, continued to write replies using the identities of different witches and different dates, and sent them back at different times. Filin began to think about the situation on Hecate's side.

The family was unexpectedly concerned about Hecate, not only seeing her as the Earl's rival, but also as a potential threat, and wanted to attack Hecate even though they were thousands of miles apart, but they never explained why.

It seems that I can only let Fili go and ask.

Feili is about to return. Thinking about it in parallel, Feilin returns with large and small account books and records, which record her achievements in the border city.

The witch who maintains the barrier there plans to stay for a long time, and the younger and more lively witches run a fortune-telling shop and a handyman shop, making a lot of money every day.

The competition between the succubus and the nightmare began from two tracks. Who would become the king of the nightclub... seemed to be unimportant anymore, as the routes of the two sides diverged completely.

A new order was established between different organizations. Several organizations joined forces to rectify the underground world of the border city. Even the black market was included, and the witch also got a share.

The border marquis saw that the order was stable, there was a barrier protecting the city, and tax revenue was increasing, so he didn't intend to think about any conspiracy theories. He seemed to not care about power and reputation at all, and planned to marry the nightmare demon and become a marquise.

"So many things happened." Fili recalled this official business trip. It was really a mess. "In the end, only world peace is the best. Even witches need to rely on a strong country. Miriam is not strong enough yet. If she continues like this, she will be involved in a bigger dispute sooner or later."

Serena sat opposite Fili and gently wiped her sword: "Then how powerful do you think you are?"

Fili simply answered: "I don't know, but at least we have to set a small goal first."

Serena stopped, feeling that Fili's small goal was also an insurmountable difficulty: "Small goal?"

Fili smiled and pointed to the sky: "Yes, at least we should have the power to detect and intercept star beasts, right?"

In the past, she felt that she was just a small person drifting with the tide in this world, but now it is different. She must be able to influence something. At least building a safe house for herself should be no problem, right?

It is not feasible to expect your son to become successful. It is better to whip the people around you. As long as the people around you are strong, Fili can sit back and relax.

Chapter 108: What is it like to have one soul with two bodies?

In the Holy Kingdom of Arias, in the cathedral dedicated to the goddess, Marian ran and jumped to the statue and took two cakes from the offerings.

Marian complained as she ate: "These taste better than regular meals. Why don't the damn priests give me these?"

At this time, a cockatiel landed on the window of the cathedral: "Marianne, did you sneak away to Miriam?"

Marian's face was immediately filled with impatience: "Come on, you are annoying, Arius, why are you always haunting me? You are no longer the god of this sect, I am the goddess Arius!"

The current god Arius did not bother about his identity as a god: "To become a main god, you must act like a main god. The Arian sect is a monotheistic religion. Your words and deeds determine the sect's ethos. If people knew that you stole tributes, secretly teleported to neighboring countries, and sold your own feathers..."

Marian raised her wings and covered her ears. "It's so noisy. I try not to laugh in formal occasions, and I am solemn when blessing. Who dares to talk about me? There are too many things for believers to do, and so many government affairs ask for my opinions every day. I have already shown a lot of patience, okay?"

Since the advent of Marian, Arius, as the Holy Kingdom, the Pope naturally handed over power to the goddess without complaint, and then enjoyed his retirement life with peace of mind.

Old things and a few Lingjiulong stables

People and gods lived in harmony, and the Holy Kingdom did not experience any particular turmoil due to the coming of the goddess, and everything remained the same.

Marian was indeed a cold-blooded work machine in the first few days, and then she felt very sad and lamented why she was so stupid to call the Pope back and leave her job.

She said from the beginning that she became a goddess in order to live freely and not be burdened by human state affairs and prayers. Yes, it is very scary. Not only does she have to govern the country, but she also has to restore it. She is not here to be a god, but to be a slave.

The emperor of an empire also has concubines and concubines, and he would try to rest every day. During the first few days after Marian took office, she worked around the clock. The goddess was indeed not too tired, but most of the government affairs of human beings were repetitive tasks, and she naturally became irritated after seeing too much.

Arius sighed, feeling that this new god still had a lot to learn, but now was not the right time to continue preaching, so he could only guide him from the moral aspect: "Did you just fish out coins from the wishing fountain in the square?"

Marian suddenly put her hands in her pockets and looked away, like a little girl who was caught by her elders. "They prepared all my food, clothing and daily expenses in the sect. I didn't have money, but I had everything I wanted. But I couldn't pay for dinner at Fili's hotel. So I had to sell my feathers. It's their honor to get my feathers..."

"Nonsense!" Arius interrupted her before she finished her words, and then sighed.

Jasmine suddenly reacted and pointed at the black phoenix on the windowsill: "Wait, who do you think you are? Why do you speak so preachily? Old man, do you think you are my father? Don't forget, you didn't want the position of Lord Arius, and when someone else took it, you kept nagging again."

That’s right, this scene is the otherworldly version of you being pointed at while playing games.

Xuan Feng held his forehead and apologized solemnly: "You are the embodiment of the Holy Kingdom's faith. If you fall again, it will affect my cradle. I'm sorry, there are some problems with my thinking."

The two were silent for a while, and then Marian suddenly asked, "Do you have any experience in being a god?"

Arius pondered for a moment and said, "Go travel, Marian. After traveling around, you will understand that in some holy countries, the main god is their emperor and rules the country with an iron fist. Some gods are benevolent, and some gods enjoy the faith but muddle through. These countries ruled by gods have their own hidden dangers, and these hidden dangers are also backfiring on themselves."

Marian scratched her head in annoyance. "You've said that these holy kingdoms ruled by gods are not perfect. Then tell me an answer. Aren't you quite noble?"

Arius thought for a moment and flapped his wings. "How about you read more history books first, and learn about the rise and fall of countries in this area, and then think about how to be a goddess. Before that, I can give you a little advice, which is what I advised you at the beginning. The main god should keep a certain distance from the believers. You can be close to the people, but you must not lose your dignity. You can be kind, but you cannot be overly tolerant. I think there is a good saying in the book "The Hunter and the Dark Forest" written by Lutsing: In troubled times, kill the Virgin Mary first. You should think about it carefully."

After saying that, Arius's incarnation of the black phoenix flew away, leaving the black-winged Marian making faces and sticking out her tongue at his back: "It's useless for you to read so many books, old man! If it were me, I would be so tired of destroying this country and liberate it. Humph. But it's such a pity to destroy it..."

Marian touched her head, and inexplicably many nostalgic memories came to her mind: "The reason why babies are kind is because they only have weak limbs. Most of the ignorant people are just fools who believe everything they hear. The number of people who are truly thoughtful and conscious is small. This country also has many problems that are difficult to solve. How can it be as simple as you think? Forget it, I won't complain. After all, this old guy has never dealt with humans in person. As he said, even gods have their shortcomings, and human nature is inherently troublesome."

Because Marian was born in faith and absorbed a lot of memories from it, under the influence of false power, she regarded Arius' deeds as her own memories, and gradually developed a sense of affection for this country, feeling that she had brought it up.

"Next time, let's ask Fili and see if the witch has any good ideas."

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Miriam, the royal capital, the Black Cat Pavilion Inn. Due to another explosion at the inn, diners who wanted to come to eat decided to give up for fear of their own safety, so it was still a deserted day.

When Serena got off the carriage, she thought she had taken the wrong path. If she hadn't seen Film on the roof, she would have driven away.

Serena also regarded the hotel as a place to stay for a long time. She bought a lot of daily necessities and had some feelings for this place: "What are you doing..."

Plasterer Philin wiped the dust off his face and pointed at the skilled Carol next to him: "Let me introduce you to the best plasterer alchemist in the continent, Miss Carol Dienheim. The roof blew up during an experiment, and we have repaired 80% of it. How is it? Is it no different from before?"

Serena's face was dark. If the gap was enough to fill twenty Serenas, then it was considered 80% filled? Then how many had been blown up before?

"Is everything alright in the hotel?"

"The explosion went upwards. The hotel is fine. Don't worry."

Serena was about to say something, but Fili, knowing full well that everything was alright, patted her on the shoulder from behind.

Fili was confident: "It will be fine, don't worry. If something happens, it won't just be the roof that will be blown up, but the whole street."