Restoring Kiri to her original form was easy, and it only took one step to complete it, placing the necklace with the cold iron amulet on her head. This is one of the reasons why Hela came to the Networm for help, and the witch had counted the Count and the mercenaries during their captivity, including Lothar's witch hunting knife and the Networm's amulet. If it hadn't been for Peg's obstruction, they might have even reported these two things to the other older witches. After all, for spellcasters, the cold iron that can resist magic and the witch hunting knife that can directly damage them by ignoring the talisman spell are both contraband among contraband. Now that I think about it, it's a blessing that they didn't, and once they turn it in, it's hard to get it back.

But having said that, it's not so easy to get Qili to obediently put the cold iron on her body. Especially when the blue lion was a curse crow, Cheese's gray-robed companion once used this way to trick Coyla into deceiving her and eventually killing the senior witch. Therefore, Qili must have a fairly clear memory of this cold iron amulet, and it is not easy to get her to wear it on this basis. As for camouflage the amulet, not to mention that Hantie itself resists all camouflage magic, it is disguised in a non-magical way, and Qili's natural magic eye only needs a casual glance to see through the essence of the amulet. Therefore, the safest way is to subdue her first and then put on the necklace.

So the question before Hela and the networm is how to subdue Kirly. The first thing to do is to lure Kiri out of the witches' gathering place. In any case, the current Kiri is still Kuyla in terms of appearance and external identity, and it is very difficult to catch her directly in the gathering place under this premise. Infighting among witches is forbidden, and although no one strictly enforces this rule, it is likely that Kouira's qualifications will have unknown allies in the witch colony, and if they find out about Hela's plans, they can use this rule to intervene. The only way to avoid these people's eyes and ears is to do it in Kuira's private room, but it will probably be no less difficult than taking the head of a general in the army.

"So we need to put on a play to get Ms. Kouira out of the gathering place. In the house on the south side of Heartbreaker Bay, Hela said to the others sitting in the room.

"For the record, I don't know any Miss Cooira, and I don't want to have anything to do with you witches anymore. Bobcat got up from his seat, and after seeing the contents of the basement, the intelligence dealer no longer had any idea of making a profit on this deal, he just wanted to get out of the building quickly and never see any faces here again, "I'm with the tarantula, and you, Miss Hela, I do have an agreement with you." But I beg your pardon, I'm just an ordinary person, and I'm here just to satisfy my poor curiosity, and preferably make a little more money. There's nothing to hide, and I don't say you know it anyway. But I was terrified, you see, whether it was this big man, or this kid with a sword in his eye, or what you kept in the ground, oh the gods of the ocean, I couldn't go on. I quit. ”

"Do you think you'll be able to leave with a word of quitting?" said Sach jumped up from his chair, and the gatekeeper beside him reached out and picked up the spear leaning against the wall, as if he was about to go up and give it to the bobcat. However, before the two of them could do anything else, Hela had already reached out to calm them down.

"I can understand what you mean, Mr. Bobcat. The Grave Girl said in a calm tone, "For most people, your performance is already excellent. At least you have the courage to tell me what you think directly, instead of sneaking away or running away at a critical moment. That's good enough to prove that the tarantula was right to come to you, and as a businessman, you know how to protect your guests, a quality that is not often found in Heartbreaker Bay. Still, before you do leave this house, I want you to hear what I'm going to say next. ”

The lynx's eyes narrowed, and he didn't try to take another step forward, for there was nothing in Hela's words that allowed him to leave. In fact, of course, the intelligence trafficker knows what kind of ship he is on, and he also knows that witches are not good employers. He offered to leave for two reasons, the first was that he wanted to test Hela's temper. The tarantula has not returned, which makes the lynx anxious, and as a medium between him and Hela, the presence of the tarantula can keep the witch from taking her anger out on him. But now, the medium is gone, so he must see what kind of person the Tomb Girl really is, or at least find out her temperament and temperament in case something happens.

The second is a deeper test of the intelligence trafficker, who tests his role and irreplaceability in the witch's next plan. If the witch chooses to directly threaten him to stay, then of course he will not dare to leave. And then it means that he is just an inconspicuous small role in the next mission, and he doesn't need the witch to put down his value to win over. But this is a good thing for the Bobcat, because he has already seen the skills of Sach and the Mountain Monster, and with the two of them, he doesn't need to take too many risks as a small character. What really makes him uneasy is Hela's attitude now, she is too polite to herself. This may be because of her character, but Lynx prefers to believe that it is because of his position in the witch scheme.

Things are a little difficult to do. A wry smile appeared on the corner of the intelligence peddler's mouth. Involved in the witch's affairs, if it is only on the periphery, then he may still receive a reward and retreat, but if he goes deeper, I am afraid that he will be swallowed by the turbulent whirlpool and not be able to leave a little dregs. I know this truth, but why, why is I so excited now? The wry smile gradually turned into a more complicated smile. The bobcat knows exactly what kind of person he is, and in essence, the whole meaning of his life is only two words, stimulus.

He's looking for the thrill that makes your blood boil or your hands and feet cold. This may mean sex or violence for those who are born in a peaceful country, but the lynx is unfortunate, he is a man who lives in the Bay of Lost Hearts, and he has seen too much of those two things to excite him. So he smoked blubber, but soon it became a numb, uninspiring thing, like munching on tasteless bread, satisfying hunger, but not eating. However, when he saw the monster underground, he was frightened and incontinent, which... It's so exciting. Of course, he had known that witches had all kinds of secrets, but blindly getting involved in them was not a thrill hunt, but a simple suicide. But now, things are different, aren't they? He had a reason to get involved. Licking his lips lightly, the lynx had a premonition that his long-standing hunger could finally be dissolved.

So he sat back in his seat and bowed his head slightly, waiting for Hela's next words. Hopefully, that's the bell for a big meal.

。 Nine Heavenly God Emperors