Oops, I became the witch's substitute

Next came the third sister. As far as Feilin knew, the third sister didn't even look at Feilin. She seemed to be immersed in her own world with a sick smile on her face. It seemed that the count was in a good mood today and even praised her.

The eldest sister spoke up, "Filin, are you okay in Miriam?"

Feilin bowed slightly: "I'm sorry to have made you worry, Sister Celia, but I'm better at taking care of myself."

Sister Celia smiled and walked past Filin: "That's good, if you encounter difficulties that you can't solve, I can help you."

Feilin remained respectful on the surface: "Thank you very much. If I really encounter difficulties that I cannot solve, I will ask you for help."

The eldest sister Celia played the role of a good person among her blood relatives, and she was vaguely in competition with Orufa. The two of them also had the support of the first and second wives. Many of the younger brothers and sisters were protected by Celia. However, most of the children who had the ability to rise to the top had their own ideas, and the children who did not have the ability to rise to the top had no choice but to be protected.

Celia walked past Ferrin and whispered, "I heard that the star beast that descended upon the Holy Kingdom of Arius is called Bahamut, but the sample you brought back is not quite the same power as the legend says."

Feilin paused and said, "The myths and legends of small countries are always exaggerated. Moreover, this is a star beast that has been suppressed long ago and its strength is very weak."

Celia didn't believe it: "Oh~ I don't think so. I heard that the power displayed by Bahamut when he descended was extremely powerful."

Although star beasts no longer cause any trouble in the Stral Empire, in small countries that lack divinities, star beasts often wreak havoc for months, and are usually not attacked until they have caused huge disasters.

Feilin was realistic: "It's just a rumor. In fact, it hasn't been wreaking havoc for even half a month. It can't be said to be strong. Oh, by the way, I have to go see my father, so I can't wait too long."

Celia smiled gently: "Don't worry, you are now a meritorious official. By the way, do you like illusion props? I got an interesting treasure and I would like you to help me identify it. Come to my mansion tomorrow afternoon."

In Filin's understanding, Celia has always been actively trying to win over brothers and sisters like them, and attaches great importance to blood relatives above the Transcendents.

Soon, Philin walked through the corridors and entered the count's study.

The count, who was sitting by the fireplace, closed a magic book. "You have done a lot of interesting things in Miriam, Ferrin. I am somewhat interested in your plan to infiltrate the witch. The intelligence officers sent in recent years have not been ideal. You have broken the deadlock there."

Feilin stood at the door and slowly closed it. Without taking another step closer, he slowly touched his chest and saluted: "Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission. I have analyzed and investigated the witches' hobbies and weaknesses, and used false inducements and deceptions to bribe some witches. However, it is difficult for me to approach witches who are stronger than me."

The Count stood up and put the book in his hand back on the bookshelf, then looked at Ferrin: "You have seen Hecate."

Feilin said, "Yes, after I took over the inn, I changed the management strategy to focus on receiving witches and turned it into a restaurant that suits the witches' preferences. By coincidence, Hecate has received other witches in the inn."

The earl's tone did not fluctuate, and his expression did not change in any particular way, as if everything was as it should be: "Next, I will give you two tasks."

Feilin lowered his head: "Please give me your orders."

The Count opened the drawer and took out two letters: "The first task is to deliver this letter to Hecate."

Filin replied: "Yes, sir. This is not difficult."

"The second mission is to go to Kalan to find Pandora and give her another letter."

Chapter 138: Feilin: I don’t understand

Philin didn't gain much from returning home this time. The only thing was that his planned schedule was put on a countdown. He had to reunite with Count Xie as a loving father and a filial son within a short period of time to avoid continuing his evil relationship.

After putting away the two letters, Filin walked away slowly, sweating profusely when he walked out of the mansion.

After Philin returned home, Enil was still there. He told his little sister his thoughts at that time. Before expressing that Count Xie was unconscious, he also explained what Pandora did in Kalan.

“I think he’s crazy.”

After hearing these stories, Enier also looked solemn. The two of them quickly analyzed the psychological motivations of Count Xie, and finally concluded that old Biden was too bored to bear it. Perhaps because of his noble birth, he had a weak sense of belonging to the family since childhood, so he took the family as a tool for granted. As for the responsibilities, obligations and honor of the nobility, he didn't care.

Feilin shook his head: "I don't understand."

Enil has always been unhappy with the curse on him: "Maybe he wants to use everyone as a stepping stone to find some way to achieve himself. Speaking of which, it has been a long time since I saw this old guy study magic. Thinking carefully, he has been breeding and disappearing in the past few years. I can't figure out what he is thinking."

Generally, the patriarchs of a family are motivated by money or wealth. When they get excited, many of them think about how to lead their family to become bigger and stronger. However, Count Xie is different. He is fighting with the black witch who intends to destroy the world. This is at least the beginning of the Nine Clans Elimination Game.

Philin sat on the sofa, lowered his head and thought: "Yes, what does the Earl want? From the little I know about him, he is powerful and ambitious, but in fact he is as steady as an old dog. The family's contribution to the empire in recent decades has been positive and stable. Apart from suppressing rebellions, he rarely participates in political struggles. Is he really willing to bring positive influence to the magic world in the name of the Earl?"

Enil raised his finger: "Seeking eternal life?"

Feilin shook his head gently: "It's too early. He is a very young godhead. Even human godheads still have thousands of years to live. Now he doesn't have the sense of urgency of being chased by time."

Enil raised his second finger: "Seeking power?"

Feilin was not sure: "As for his level, he may indeed want to pursue power, but there is no need to get involved with Pandu..."

Enil raised his third finger: "Pursuing truth?"

Feilin gently held his forehead and said, "Then he must be a research maniac, and he would never think of looking for Pandora."

Enier put away his finger and pointed at Feilin: "Testing you?"

Feilin laughed: "Even if he realizes that I am a hero, he will not take me seriously. There are so many heroes among my brothers and sisters, who can threaten him? To him, we are all consumables that can be destroyed in a snap of a finger."

Enil quietly approached Filin, grabbed Filin's hand, and held it with his fingers crossed. Filin felt something was wrong, but Enil had already sat on his lap and put his face very close to him.

"Listen, brother, since you feel a sense of crisis, we should formally sign a pledge." Enil's lips came to Filin's neck, and his breath sent a faint itchy feeling when he spoke. "The most interesting and fragile thing in interpersonal relationships is these verbal contracts. If we really trust each other, there should be no need for us to restrain each other. So, my dear brother, what will our relationship become in the end?"

Feilin carefully held Enier's hand, resisting the temptation: "Because you don't know whether we trust each other, you are so anxious to add conditions and even choose such a ridiculous way to contact us?"

Enil remained noncommittal: "Apart from my anxiety and fear, I also want to be with you."

Filin was very confused, but he also made his position clear: "We are half-blood relatives."

Enier smiled bitterly. "I don't have such a feeling. When I first saw you, you had tears in your eyes but you didn't cry. Later, the servants only told me that you were my brother. You don't need to pretend to be a brother and perform non-existent duties. I just want to..."

Feilin gently pushed Enier away and grabbed her arms: "Enier, at least you still call me brother, and I also recognize you as my sister. I cherish our family relationship very much."

Erniel freed his hands, supported his arm and turned his face to the side, not dwelling on this question: "I'm off topic. Fundamentally, it's my fault. After all, I've been tempting you all along. Let's get down to business. After dinner, we'll go meet my second sister."

Feilin immediately looked at the pendulum clock, planned the time, and nodded slowly.

It was very dangerous to stay in the family with the current physical condition. At night, he had to use the power of deception. But if you think about it carefully, it was no different from usual. It was just a matter of power. After all, as long as he stayed in the family, Feilin had to use the power of deception to cover up his true self.

The family territory named after darkness is brightly lit at night. In this land with advanced magic technology, it is a city that never sleeps every night.

Feeling the influence of the secret letter in his pocket, Filin looked out through the window and vaguely saw a scene of meteors falling from the sky, the earth shattered, and the city engulfed in flames. It would be too terrible if this were the case.

Why did I contact Pandora? Or what was in the letter? I had to find a completely safe place to check it.

Before dinner, Philin went to visit the three witches in the Yorozuya House. On the surface, he asked them about their opinions on the territory, but in fact he recommended Miriam. He used money as an inducement to attract them to go to Miriam together, and then wrote a report on the situation of these three witches and sent it to the intelligence chief - you see, witches are actually very easy to bribe, right?

Intelligence chiefs were all confused as to where Master Filin had found these three weirdos.

"So, what exactly is our job? Miss Fili recommended us to be consultants, and the salary you gave, Master Filin, is indeed in line with our requirements. So what kind of work do we have to do specifically?" Alubel is actually a witch who is passionate about her career. Now that she has eaten and received money from Filin, she would feel embarrassed if she didn't do something.

"Translate the ancient language." Filin took out two ancient documents. It was not difficult to analyze the contents. The purpose of taking them out was to stabilize the three witches and let them gradually adapt to the habit of working for him.

Alubel rubbed his hands: "Is there any extra commission?"

Fei Lin immediately quoted the price: "Two gold coins per thousand words."

Alubel tried to ask: "We will translate every word carefully, even down to the punctuation, so is there a price increase?"

Feilin casually said, "Three golds for a thousand words."

Alubel bowed immediately: "We will mark the annotations while translating, but is there any room for improvement?"

Philin nodded.

Alubel's eyes sparkled. "We will thoroughly analyze every punctuation mark. After translating, we will look for the source and era of this book for you, and try to find other books related to it. Thank you for your commission."

Translating ancient languages ​​is a simple task for the immortals. Albel took a look at the magic book that Filin took out. Apart from the large amount of text, it was not difficult.

Maybe the Yorozuya Shop really hasn't been open for a long time, and even people won't come to them to look for lost cats and dogs. They attach great importance to this hard-won commission and are grateful to Fili and Filiin.

Finally, Alubel asked quietly, "By the way, is there really no limit on the midnight snacks here?"

Feilin sighed: "Except that you can't take it away, you can do whatever you want with the rest."

The three witches immediately shouted "Long live the dragon" and then devoted themselves to their work with 120% concentration.

After dinner, Philin and Enil got on a carriage and headed to their second sister's mansion.

The second sister Antis gave Filin the impression of a homebody, who fits the basic feeling of a lady who rarely goes out and lives in seclusion. However, she is actually a heavy magic researcher, commonly known as a magic otaku.

Antis's mansion looked like a library as a whole. Most of the rooms were converted into storage rooms, either filled with bookshelves or piled with research equipment. Unless necessary, she was immersed in her research all day long. Her three meals a day were delivered by servants, which was even more excessive than Carol.

"It's Enil again, and...Filin." Antis' room was filled with a strong smell of coffee. "I haven't seen you for almost seven years. You've grown taller and older."

With the blood of the Morgana family flowing in her veins, Antis could be considered a beauty, but she looked rather unkempt now, wearing loose pajamas with messy hair. After drinking coffee, she lazily leaned back in the chair, and it seemed as if the coffee would flow out of the corner of her mouth in the next second from her lazy look.

Enier took the thick book from the side and put it under his buttocks and sat down: "Sister Antis, what have you thought about what I told you before?"

Antis glanced at her and gave an irrelevant answer: "Life will find a way."

Enil snapped his fingers and said, "Brother, tell Sister Antis what happened to Kalan."

Filin explained patiently, but Antis still looked drowsy: "It seems that my father didn't want Filin to keep it a secret, so, he revealed this secret to me, and you want to drag me into it?"

Enil clapped his hands gently and said, "No, I just heard that you have been studying the sealing technique over the years, and I want to know the extent of your suppression of the star beasts."

Antis put down what he was doing and forced himself to show a serious expression: "I'm not sure. I haven't conquered a star beast yet. And my research direction is not permanent sealing, but the ultimate sealing that can be compressed to ten seconds, or even only five seconds. My latest research results..."

Antis slowly stretched her hand toward the fireplace not far away. A special wave came from there. A few flames were solidified in her hand and held in front of Filin and Enil.

Feilin sensed it slightly: "You sealed it, eh? Light?"

Antis scratched his head with a quill pen. "You have to keep it a secret for me. I only revealed this to you because you are my brothers and sisters. The purpose of developing this sealing technique is to target people who are stronger than me. I have always been worried about how to seal people who are stronger than me. I can't think of the answer. It's like how to suppress a volcano from erupting. It's very difficult, so I have to settle for the next best thing. Just make the target lose the ability to move for a short time."

Feilin half closed his eyes and said, "It's a very powerful technique. Once you fall into it, it's like stopping time."

Antis said that this was his only special skill: "Yeah, it's probably about this level. With a little arrangement, even the most magic-savvy silver dragon can't escape the ten-second seal. Feilin, what kind of magic are you good at?"

Feilin clapped his hands gently: "I am good at lying, so let's just ask two simple questions, Sister Antis, seriously, what is one plus one?"

Antis answered in a very natural way: "Three."

Enier had a general idea of ​​the magic that Filin was good at. She felt it was natural for a moment, and then showed an incredible expression.

"What is fifty thousand times fifty thousand?"

"Two hundred and fifty thousand."

"Is Enil a younger brother or a younger sister?"

"younger brother."

"That's it."

"Uh... huh? Ah... ah? Wait, you've got me a bit of a mess."

The study of magic in this world is inseparable from the secret art of numbers. A wizard who does not have a good foundation in mathematics will sooner or later die at the hands of his own magic. So after Filin violently falsified Antis's memory, Antis felt confused and could not help but rolling on the carpet with his head covered.

Filin expressed his understanding. The talent of deception has great potential and a wide range. Cognitive interference is a relatively advanced way of application. It has reached the level of being able to tamper with common sense and memory. However, Filin usually only shows it as an illusion. For those who are exposed to deception for the first time, they are almost certain to fall into it when they are caught off guard.

It took Antis more than ten seconds to recover. The look in her eyes when she looked at Filin changed a lot. She showed an ambiguous smile and tried to come over and hug Filin's arm, but Enil blocked her directly in the middle.

Enier started to protect his food: "Second sister, if you have something to say, please talk nicely. Don't use force."

Antis wanted to continue researching: "Filin's talent is more than this, right? Let me feel the confusion just now."

Feilin couldn't help but frown: "Let's talk about business first."

Antis sat up straight. "It can be seen that you have hidden your strength. Even so, our strength is not enough. And Enier, we must promote her to the rank of hero as soon as possible to make her magic more repressive. Finally, there is my father's ambiguous attitude. He casually ordered you to do such an important thing, as if he tacitly agreed to your negotiation with other brothers and sisters. How many choices do you think we have after knowing this news?"

If they knew the truth, they would think that Count Xia was colluding with Pandora. Once exposed, the Morgana family would be the target of public criticism and be wiped out in minutes. People like Filin would have only two choices to survive. One was to rebel against his mother, to reveal their cards and overturn the table, and to raise the banner of rebellion against their tyrannical father. The other was to bow their heads and accept the leash that Count Xia put on them, and obediently follow the Count's footsteps to become part of the destroyers.

Antis said word by word, "In terms of cooperation, my elder brother and elder sister can try to fight for it, but we can't tell them about Pandora. There is no need for others to do so. They don't have the strength and courage. In the end, we have to choose a suitable place. I can say responsibly that there is no chance of winning if we take action in the family territory. We have to find a reason to let father leave."

Feilin nodded: "I'll do it. When I return to Miriam, I will find a way to open up a new intelligence network and contact you without going through the family's eyes."

Antis lowered his head and thought for a moment: "By the way, I don't trust you yet, and you can't completely trust me. I have a blood contract here, and the three of us will sign it. The binding force is that tonight's conversation will not be disclosed to others."

Enier looked at Filin, and Filin nodded to her.

Chapter 139: The Path to Godhood

Kalan, a space crack was torn in the ruins of a battlefield somewhere, and then Hecate and Dorothy walked out, supporting each other. At this time, Hecate was close to coma, and Dorothy was also supporting her body with thorns.

Hecate opened one eye: "...How many familiar faces died this time?"

Dorothy exuded the power of life: "Two died, and no fragments of the godhead were left. Fortunately, after a few months of fighting, the goddess of Qingyue finally cut off the teleportation array. Kalan will have a few years of respite."

Hecate felt helpless: "Only a few years?"

Dorothy said nothing as she helped Hecate to safety and began to heal her using her life force.

Now there are no more meteors flashing in the sky of Kara. The night sky has returned to its purity, and the bright moonlight once again shines on the land. The war among gods has basically ended, and the suffering of mankind has just begun.

In the Black Cat Pavilion, Carol took advantage of Film's absence to renovate the roof attic and fiddled with the astronomical telescope that she had just built.