"So, you don't know anything about Triss either?"

In the bedroom, Angel erected a spiritual wall, pulled a cushion and sat next to the altar, talking to the black cat Winsa who was half of her body popping out of the altar and lying in front of her.

"I've spent most of my time in the spirit realm, and I don't know a lot about it......" Winsa seemed to be fully integrated into the cat's identity, his tail wagging constantly, "but one thing is certain, they do intend to use this witch as a vessel for that presence." ”

That one? Is it Chick, the "First Witch"?

Listening to Winza's disrespectful words, Angel was sure of two things.

First of all, this witch cat must have a deep understanding of the "witch sect", and was a member of it even before she became a spirit creature, and the "family" she refers to is undoubtedly the "other faction" that Triss said; Secondly, this faction may have extremely limited respect for their true god, the "primordial witch" Chik, and even carry out some kind of plot behind his back.

"So, why did the 'Witch Sect' let Triss wander outside, and even began to investigate the truth of the Great Smog on its own? Shouldn't this precious container be immediately taken back and guarded closely? Angel continued.

This is also the question she was most puzzled by, and even thought that Triss had something to hide.

Lang Erus, who provoked the evil god "True Creator", even escaped from Tingen City, and was captured by the "Aurora Society" as soon as he entered Beckland, and was strictly guarded, and was soon used as a container again, and even almost "God Descended" in the dock area, while Tris, who was also used as a container and also showed symptoms of being controlled and eroded, was not managed at all, and even secretly promoted to Sequence 5 "Pain" Witch.

Although it is not known how she survived the promotion ceremony alive without protection......

"Almost all the members of the Beckland sect have been captured or executed, and the 'Black Witch' Clarisse can't put her hand in here for the time being, so she has to ask the 'White Saint' Caterina to handle the relevant affairs on her behalf, and there is no time to arrest Triss."

The black cat replied with a blank face.

It turns out that the "Black Witch" is called Clariss, and Katerina's code name is "The White Saint", your witch sect is really good at playing, do other high-level leaders also use color as a code name? Like what the Red Saintess or something...... And this is almost a clear indication that Caterina doesn't want to care about this matter, is it true that they are contrary to the mainstream ideas of the "Witch Sect" and have their own plans?

But this may also be for me to see, in fact, a net has been laid for Triss to deliver to the door...... Angel didn't quite believe the black cat related to Katarina, but just nodded and understood.

Seeing that she was no longer talking, the black cat yawned and turned to leave.

Angel hurriedly stopped her: "If I need to hire you to participate in a battle that may involve demigods like last time...... Is it still the original price? ”

The price of the headless messenger Renette has risen, the first time it is 3,000 gold coins, and the second time it has reached 10,000, which makes Angel decide to ask Winsa about the offer before communicating with the other party......

"Aren't you ready to hire four, heads, women?"

The beard on Wenza's mouth kept shaking, and she replied in a weird way of learning Renette's words, and then her tail wagged, and she made a gesture of refusal, burrowing into the spirit world and disappearing.

I always feel that she seems to be a little resentful......

Looking at the empty altar with only candles burning, Angel was dumbfounded.

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Hahu –

Taking out a handkerchief and pretending to wipe her face, covering half of her face, Angel secretly yawned.

She now follows a group of neighbors who also live on Birningham Road, and under the leadership of a coal miner who only moved into Bakerland this year and is looking for an upward passage like Angel, she walks around his newly purchased country estate and admires the lush, immature vines.

Although this wine estate covers a large area, the grapes are not yet ripe for this season, and the eyes are full of green seedlings.

As a demigod, she certainly doesn't feel tired because of this, and a yawn is nothing more than a reminder to the other companions:

It's so boring!

Her silent complaint was soon noticed by her fellow deacon, who stepped forward quickly, approached the middle-aged man with sparse brown hair, and whispered a few words.

Then the man turned around, smiled apologetically, and said:

"Everyone, let's go back to the living room and taste the wines made from the grapes here, they will surely please everyone."

The procession, which had been a little dreary in the atmosphere, came alive in an instant, and everyone laughed and laughed with the owner of the manor back to the four-storey building with a huge wine cellar, and took a seat in the living room, which was decorated with floor-to-ceiling windows on the entire wall, and waited for the servants to serve the dark wine bottles that had not yet been opened, and which did not even have labels.

"I bought the estate because of the vines and the old wines from a cellar."

The anthracite mine owner named Winster proudly introduced it, and let the servants sober up the wine with professional utensils, and serve them to every guest present.

Looking at the wine that radiated a blood-like color in the light, Angel frowned slightly, feeling a trace of doubt.

Can the grapes from the vines on the outside really make wine of this color?

Seeing the other guests around her raise their glasses to taste, she no longer hesitated, shaking, sniffing, sipping, tasting, and completing the appreciation of this glass of wine with a professional posture.

After all, Intis is the birthplace of the modern wine appreciation and grading system, and I've had to learn a few ...... She muttered, surprised to find that Winster's manor wine tasted quite good, but ......

The other guests were also full of praise, and a professor at Beckland University frowned, as if he wanted to point out something, but was persuaded by a friend's eyes to join the queue of praise.

Everyone knows that this is an Ormere wine that has been aged for at least 20 years, and you don't need to point it out...... Angel chuckled secretly, and decided to drink two more glasses of old wine bought by the mine boss for the sake of face today, at least to earn back the mental loss of going out on Sunday.

At this moment, her inspiration suddenly struck, and her purple eyes froze for a moment.

This is...... Someone is using the spirit world to get close to this place quickly?

Angel made a quick divination and undoubtedly failed.

Coming from the spirit realm, I couldn't do a divination, but it didn't show up immediately...... She thoughtfully put down her glass, summoned the servant, inquired about the location of the bathroom, declined his accompaniment, and left the living room alone, skirting the labyrinth of corridors, and stopping in a secluded place.

The brown-and-yellow stone walls and slightly pompous red carpet suddenly became more intense, as if superimposed on the colors of oil paintings, and Azik, wearing a top hat, appeared from the void and stood in front of Angel.

"You can really sense it, which is very good, and this alertness can give you at least 5 seconds of reaction time against extraordinary people of the same sequence."

He smiled and complimented, much to Angel's surprise.

The other party apparently wandered around the manor for a while before Angel set aside her private space to come here and wait, if Azik wanted to attack, I am afraid that she would die at the hands of the other party as soon as she became alert.

Of course, it's normal for sequences 4 and 2 to be two full sequences off...... She comforted herself and said softly:

"Long time no see, Mr. Azik, you rushed back to the Northern Continent from the Berserk Sea this time?"

"Actually, I was going to go to the Southern Continent, but this trip might take more than a month, so I'll come back here first and help you solve a problem."

Azk leaned over his neck and reached into the chest pocket of his tuxedo suit, revealing a black mole under his ear.

After a moment, he handed Angel a stubby octagonal crystal in his hand.

The crystal is black as a whole, with starry light as an embellishment, like the stars in the night sky, and there is a trace of red in the middle, like blood, like the moon. Taking the crystal, Angel immediately felt a warmth, a quiet atmosphere enveloping herself and the space around her, which had already been preliminarily sealed, otherwise she guessed that the same feeling would envelop everyone in the manor, causing them to fall into a deep sleep.

"Is this the extraordinary trait of the 'Night Watch'?"

Angel asked tentatively, but she already had a confirmation in her heart:

This is the high-order extraordinary trait that Ins Zangwill once obtained by killing hundreds of people, attacking the Tingen Market Value Nighter Squad and killing the captain!

"Although I have not fully recovered my strength, with the help of the Spirit Realm, I can already destroy the tainted Holy Emblem, so that the extraordinary properties contained in it can be shattered and reunited to become pure characteristics. As for the aura related to death, I have dealt with it separately, and with the help of it, perhaps my trip to the Byron Empire will go more smoothly. ”

Azik replied with a chuckle, not feeling any hesitation or regret for handing out valuables worth tens of thousands of pounds.

Really...... Angel sighed and captured the point of Azik's words.

"The Byron Empire...... Are you going to find the truth about the ruins of the Southern Continent? ”

She asked with some concern.

Of course, what Azik is talking about is not the Byron, which is now a colony, but the ancient empire that dates back to the Quaternary period and now has only ruins and documents.

"Yes, you don't have to worry too much, whatever the truth is, I'll have to face them sooner or later, and, from other sporadic memories, I've already peeked into what kind of person I was back then......"

There was something strange in Azik's eyes, but his words were extremely firm.

Back then, he was the "Archon of Death...... The expression on Angel's face froze, but soon, she smiled again, not worrying the departing Azik.

"Then I wish you all the best in advance, Mr. Azik," she said softly, raising her hands and giving the elder who had helped her countless times a hug, "Whatever the outcome, please remember that Klein and I are waiting for you here." ”

“…… Thank you. ”

Azik replied with the same courtesy, thanked softly with restraint, then took two steps back, holding down the top hat on his head, blending in with the rich colors that reappeared.

Holding the extraordinary properties of the "Night Watchman", Angel watched for a long time where Azik had left, until the maid of the manor came to look for him, and then squeezed out a smile and returned to the living room, filled with false laughter and the smell of expensive wine.

(End of chapter)