Last time, in order to find the whereabouts of Lanerus, he forcibly divined the "true creator", and almost took Angel's life, if it weren't for the protection of the hidden emblem, I am afraid that she would have turned into a corpse in the sewers of the East District.

And this time, just by seeing a sapphire ring, she felt as if she was facing the aura of an evil god.

It turns out that Triss was not affected by "0-08", but was calculated by the witch sect, and her body contained the breath of an evil god, like Lanerus, like ...... Megooss? Could it be that what is in her body is the breath of the "primordial witch" that the witch sect believes in?

Or maybe it's a bit of both, Ince Zangwill, who works with the Witch Cult, uses 0-08 to orchestrate the incident, and Triss's oddity is just another insurance policy.

Angel didn't dare to think about it, and she didn't have time to continue to think, and Triss on the other side of the mirror was looking at this side with expectant eyes, with a faint smile on her face, poignant and pitiful.

No, that's just a means of pleasure witches......

Angel gathered her thoughts and shook her head firmly.

"I can't promise you for the time being, Severia is good to me, and the promised reward has never been delayed, and I have no reason to betray her."

She didn't really think the mid-level members of the Witch Sect were very honest, but she would rather face other Witches of Pleasure than Triss at the center of the mysterious maelstrom.

"Oh, betrayal...... What kind of betrayal can people who come together by virtue of profit and deception talk about? Can you think about it, is it the day when there will never be a bright future within the sect, or is it a small favor for me to get the key to the demigods? ”

Demigods? She even knows the recipe for Sequence 4's potion?

Angel raised an eyebrow, but before she could answer, the communication potion had already evaporated, and the ice mirror in front of her returned to normal in a flicker, reflecting her own blurred face.

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Watching the round-faced witch's puzzled and wary face disappear into the mirror, Triss sighed softly and reached out to wipe the remaining dark red potion from the vanity mirror, and the black flame in her hand burst out, scorching the mirror, scorching the entire room, cleaning away all traces.

"I didn't expect this guy to look stupid, but he was unexpectedly vigilant, who was she before she became a witch? Cole? Mason? I should have gotten to know more about my unmasked peers, not just about promotions......"

Looking at the sapphire ring on her little finger, Triss was a little curious, she was ready to be manipulated by an unknown force in the middle of the conversation today, and she was ready to stop asking for help, but she didn't expect the conversation to go very smoothly, although the other party did not promise to help escape, but she had already put some of the chips on the table, arousing the other party's interest.

Next, I'm going to continue to play the woman who stupidly tried to escape......

With a smile on her lips, she pushed open the door and walked out of the secret room, leaving her bedroom, and as soon as she reached the hallway, she immediately felt several eyes locked on her, the maid and butler who were in charge of monitoring and protecting her.

In addition to this, a fiery gaze fell on Triss's face, and she looked back to see that it was Talim Dumont, an equestrian teacher who was a friend of Prince Edsak.

The gentleman with short curly brown hair and a black tweed coat greeted Triss, stopping a meter away under the wary gaze of the maid beside her.

"Miss Triss, the horse you asked for last time has arrived, and it is docile and well-trained, and will not shake the beautiful lady off her horse again."

"Great, I need to see it first."

The two men talked, and gradually walked to the stable in the corner of the manor, away from the eyes of the others.

"How's that on your mind?"

Talim's voice was lowered, and his gaze fell on the old butler who was looking at the villa door.

"I mentioned it to Edsak, and he was furious and told me to stop talking, I, I don't know what to do......"

Triss stroked the mare that Talim had brought in, and replied in a snort that was hesitant and bitter.

"You know, that's the best choice for both of you, as long as you're willing to leave Beckland, I can figure it out!"

The equestrian teacher's eyes burned so hard that Triss turned her head sideways and said no more, but there was a hint of anticrisy in her eyes.

Talim understood, leading the horse to the depths of the stable, and behind him, the new "Witch of Pleasure" had a cold smile on her lips.

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Late at night, Angel was in the study to summarize the contents of today's call with Triss, preparing to inform Lola at the right time, although there was no shortage of important clues in these news, but it was not urgent, so she did not use the communication potion in advance.

Although Triss told a lot of secrets in order to ask for help and impress Angel, she found that there was not much useful information except for knowing the other party's hiding place, being able to report it to the night watchman at a critical moment, and interfering with the witch cult's plans by capturing or killing Trissy.

The only useful thing, I'm afraid, is Tris's sapphire ring, which is probably no less magical than 0-08, and may even be related to the "Original Witch......

Her thoughts were interrupted by the coldness coming from her chest, and the fear of peeking at the gods spread throughout her body, making her whole body cold.

Oh, it turned out that the magic mirror hidden in the chest had a reaction......

She scratched her head, pulled out the magic mirror and looked at it, only to find that the dark red potion that had been smeared around it had seeped into the glass, and the picture flickered within the range they had boundary, and a familiar figure appeared in it.

"Sherlock? Is there anything urgent? ”

Seeing the person on the other side of the mirror, Angel took the magic mirror a little farther away so that the other party could also see the scene on his side, and then asked.

"It's not urgent, but I think I should tell you, otherwise I might not have a chance later."

Sherlock's unhurried answer made Angel's heart tighten.

"No chance?" She blurted out, and then immediately thought of a possibility, "'Apostle of Desire'?" ”

"That's right."

Sherlock on the other end of the mirror was cramped, his surroundings cramped and cramped, as if in the bathroom, and after hearing Angel's words, he nodded with a wry smile.

"As soon as I got home from the party yesterday, I found a letter in blood with what the 'Eyes of Wisdom' had mentioned, a notice of crime on November 30th. The only good news was that he took me for a normal detective and only sent out a threatening letter for the time being, and did not make any further moves. ”

"You should have agreed to the Eye of Wisdom' at that time!" Angel couldn't help but complain, "Do you need to go to your side now?" ”

"If the 'Apostle of Desire' had sent the letter a few hours earlier, I would have agreed, but it's not too late, I'll be protected as Detective Moriarty, while you continue to be in the shadows."

Angel suddenly realized.

"So you say 'no chance' to tell me that you intend to accept the protection of the official extraordinary?"

She asked with a sigh of relief.

"Yes, as Mr. 'Eyes of Wisdom' said, I plan to report the crime before the next gathering, and then contact the other detectives who have received threatening letters, suggesting that they report the crime together, accept the surveillance and protection of the official Extraordinary, and fish out that Apostle of Desire. And you can accept commissions through the 'Wisdom Eye' to act in the shadows and increase the success rate of your actions.

"You didn't receive a threatening letter, which means that the Apostle of Desire either can't do anything about killing the demon dog, or you can't find your location with anti-divination at all, and you are hiding in the shadows and can solve the incident without revealing your identity.

"Of course, there is a certain danger in this......"

"Let's do it!"

Before Sherlock could finish speaking, Angel replied.

She originally thought that the other party didn't want to get involved in this matter, so after he rejected the "Wisdom Eye", she also refused the commission, but she didn't expect that Sherlock was not nervous at all because she didn't receive the threat letter, which made her cry and laugh a little.

"In short, it's best not to come to my side these days, maybe there will be an official extraordinary person eyeing my house soon, it is estimated that it will be the heart of the machine, because I am a believer in the Steam Church for the time being."

The two exchanged details about reporting the crime and secretly guarding the crime, and Sherlock drew a triangular emblem on his chest, and then the fool's follower interrupted the view.

(End of chapter)