But, she ...... There is no problem with divination, how did you find out? ”

Severia asked rhetorically, stammering.

"Believing in divination will only hurt you," said Lady Despair, Panatia, whose face turned cold, as she looked at the corner of the stone chamber, which was the direction of the exit from the ruins, "Yes, the answer to my question about her was determined to be true through divination, but it is precisely because of this that her perfect answer makes me suspicious." ”

"During my absence from Beckland, even you have a lot of things to hide from me, and although I didn't care, it doesn't mean I don't know.

And Erin Watson ...... Hmph, this name should also be fake, her answer just now did not have the slightest 'concealment', it is exactly the same as what I saw in the divination, unless she is a fool, how can she be completely open to the person she meets for the first time? Such divination results mean that there are anti-divination measures above the demigod level in her, and there is no doubt that it is the work of an official extraordinary. ”

Under the reprimand and explanation of the desperate lady, Savilia, who was still talking and laughing with the "inner ghost" a few hours ago, was already sweaty on her face, her eyes were a little wandering, as if she remembered something bad, and after a while, she asked hesitantly:

"Then why did you let her go just now? When she returns to Beckland, won't the ruins be completely exposed? ”

"If you don't let her go, do you want to kill her on the spot? There is a half chance that this will solve the problem, but the other possibility is to immediately reveal our location, she dares to go deep here alone, there must be some way to transmit information, instead of alarming the demigod behind her, it is better to let her go and delay time. ”

"So you said you wouldn't start until next month......"

"Yes, it will make her let her guard down and even delay her upward reporting, which will give us some precious time. You leave the other passage now, don't go back to the city, go straight to Edsak and take Triss with you, and we'll start the 'plan' right away." ”

Hearing this, Severia's eyes widened slightly, as if she was a little surprised, but immediately lowered her head under the gaze of the desperate lady and replied:

"Yes, I'll leave right away."

"Don't covet your current identity, no matter what the outcome, your exposure is inevitable, it's time to leave Beckland."

After the desperate lady finished speaking, she turned around and stroked the full-length mirror, and without seeing her apply any potion, the mirror was filled with fog and became pitch black.

After a moment, she said softly:

"It's me, the plan is ahead of schedule, please come to the altar immediately, Mr. A."

The man in the mirror, wearing a hood and revealing only a woman's lips and chin, smiled strangely when he heard this.

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After following the path he had taken back to the surface, Angel climbed a nearby hill and noted the terrain around him before heading towards the town where the carriage had stopped.

Since she decided to report it, she had to make a good note of the location here, even if the "Desperate Lady" could escape, the ruins themselves could not escape, at least they could destroy the secret plans of the Witch Sect.

In the process of leaving the underground stone chamber and returning to the surface, Angel had already discovered that there were several passages leading in different directions, and that there were probably other underground facilities, such as the residences of members of other sects, or the prisons where abducted and abducted civilians were kept.

But she didn't dare to probe under the nose of a demigod.

Trisquiusk...... I didn't expect her to be chosen as the container for the advent of the 'Primordial Witch', but I don't know if the way of advent was conceived in her body like the 'True Creator', or if it directly occupied her body...... In Triss's strange state, I'm afraid the latter is more likely, and Prince Edsak, who shares her bed every day, may be different from my guess, just a pawn pushed out by the royal family. ”

Thinking about it, Angel returned to the town, where most of the residents worked during the day in the East End of Beckland, so there were not many pedestrians on the streets, and she quickly found the four-wheeled carriage parked on the side of the road, and the peripheral members of the witch sect who served as the coachman recognized the witch who had put on the "ring of madness" again, and at her command, the carriage drove towards downtown Beckland.

Carefully drawing the curtains, Angel clasped her hands to her forehead in the shaking carriage, her elbows to her knees, and whispered the honorific name of Mr. Fool.

“…… Dear Mr. Fool, in my conversation with the Lady of Despair, I learned that Prince Edsak's 'Trissy' is called 'Trisaki' by the upper echelons of the Witch Sect, and that she has probably been chosen as the Divine Vessel of the 'Original Witch', so please ask Sherlock Moriarty to be careful not to come into contact with Triss! ”

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"Thanks, but I already know ......"

In the palace above the gray mist, Crane replied with a wry smile, but unfortunately this sentence could not be passed on to Angel anyway, because at this time he was a "fool", not a "Sherlock".

Quickly dragging the "prayer image" of his similar words into the crimson stars symbolizing "justice", he moved his mind, let the thick mist obscure his appearance, and whispered in a pretending tone:

"Oh, the 'Original Witch' Chick isn't very restless......"

In this way, it should be able to arouse the vigilance of Miss "Justice", Angel has entrusted her to communicate with the upper nobles and report Edsak's anomaly, plus this weight, the faction in the royal family that does not belong to Edssac should act soon, and Count Hall, whose whole family is a believer in the goddess, knows it, which means that the "night watchman" also knows......

As for me, it's time to think about how to escape from the Red Rose Manor, just now Triss entrusted me to report it to the official Extraordinary, which will definitely lead me to the sight of "0-08" and enter the list of exterminants, just like Talim......

Crane pondered, returning from the gray mist space to the real world, opening his eyes and looking around.

He was now in a grove not far from the road, and the carriage carrying him was leisurely descending the hill back to Beckland, and the Red Rose Manor on the other side was unusually quiet, and he didn't seem to notice his movements.

"What will 0-08 do to me? Judging by the experience in Tingen, it will try to put me to death in a reasonable way, such as encountering some dangerous high-order extraordinary, being sentenced to death by a prince who is angry, or ......"

His eyes lit up suddenly, and the leaves around him were red with some kind of light.

"The sun is getting stronger? No, it's ......"

Crane subconsciously raised his head upward, and several meteorites in the sky with raging flames cut through the clouds and fell straight towards him.

Looking at the meteorites that were growing in size and even obscuring the sun, he felt powerless to resist.

Actually use meteorites directly to extinguish the mouth?

……

Detective Sherlock Moriarty sensed the danger in Triss, and he left the carriage, trying to avoid possible extermination, and took the path away.

"But the once-in-a-century Dallas Co meteor shower arrived on the planet ahead of schedule for unknown reasons, and a small part of it landed on the path he left, yes, just in time!

"The poor detective, who inadvertently intervened in the affairs of the royal family, died in the explosion of the meteorite fall, and everything he knew was buried in ashes."

A slightly pale hand held a quill and wrote quickly, then paused for a moment, as if pulled by the pen, and roughly crossed out the previous sentence, adding below:

"Azik Eggers, who miraculously arrived at the scene, rescued the poor detective and pulled him into the spirit realm, avoiding the shock wave of the meteorite. Unfortunately, the mysterious Extraordinaire has not yet regained his full strength, and his control over the spirit realm has been misguided, causing him and Sherlock Moriarty to crash into the nearby ruins and appear next to Ince Zangwill and his friends! ”

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Trisquiusk...... The Primordial Witch ...... Prince Edsak......"

"Justice" Audrey, who was flipping through psychology books in her study, suddenly had a blurry image in her mind, causing her hand to flip through the book freeze in mid-air.

"What's wrong, Audrey?"

Susie, the transcendent dog that sensed that she was wrong, asked curiously, that there was no third person present in the room, so it was able to communicate with humans in Rune.

"Sorry, I remembered something I had to do right away......"

Without explaining to her dog, Audrey quickly left the study and went to the living room on the first floor, where her father, Earl Hall, was not at home at this time, and she could only consult with her mother, Caitlin.

After retiring from the house, the woman, who was over fifty years old but was very well maintained and looked a little like Audrey's eldest sister, smiled at her daughter.

"Audrey, what's the matter?"

"Mom, I have something to hide from you and my father," she said very quickly, "I am already an extraordinary, and that is by taking ......"

"We know."

"Huh?" Audrey, who had already made countless drafts, even forgot the instinct of the "audience" and opened her mouth wide in surprise.

"I'd love to spend an afternoon talking about how your father and I found out you were secretly taking potions, but now you have something more important, right?"

Lady Caitlin's warm smile quickly calmed Audrey, and she nodded, and began to relay the valuable information provided by Mr. Fool.

Of course, she cleverly avoided revealing everything about the Tarot Society, and instead linked this news to her new psychological alchemy society, so that even if it was reviewed afterwards, it would be difficult to find out the lies through divination.

You've started cheating on your parents, Audrey......

She thought to herself, a little gloomy.

"An evil god?"

Caitlin's face became serious, even though the slightest knowledge of the occult came from a secret concern for her daughter, but she understood the meaning of the word.

"Yes, Mom."

Audrey was also a little anxious, she didn't know how long the "original witch" plan was left, it was a month, a day, or an hour, but she knew that once the evil god descended on Bakeland, the number of deaths would be immeasurable.

At this moment, she finally caught up with the other members of the Tarot Society.

"We need to report it to the Church of the Goddess immediately!"

She looked at her mother with burning eyes.

Thank you to the leader of the "Snow Flower Mandarin"!

(End of chapter)