Chapter 609 "Misunderstanding" resolved

Angel hurried from the "mirror world" to the location of Triss's magic mirror, and soon discovered that the other party had already prepared the ice surface for him to appear.

Her spirituality did not give any warning of excessive danger, so the one who attacked Triss was most likely not a demigod, but just a Sequence 5 Beyonder. Of course, after being injured during the day, it was normal for Triss to be unable to deal with a Beyonder of the same sequence, so she asked her for help.

Thinking of this, Angel emerged from the mirror and glanced around, confirming that he was in the Backlund sewers that he was very familiar with half a year ago. After the great plague more than ten years ago, this place had been expanded several times, forming a main road and various branches that crisscrossed the city, like an independent underground world.

Triss was sitting deep in a fork in the road that branched off from the main road. Her face was still pale, but it had improved a lot compared to the daytime. About 10 meters in front of her stood a man wearing a dark red coat and a three-cornered captain's hat. His face was even paler than Triss's, and his light brown eyes in the sunken eye sockets were staring at Angel steadily.

Isn't this the Blood Admiral Senior, who has become Klein's secret puppet? Angel almost laughed out loud. She turned her head to look at the Witch of Pain, who was secretly calling for help through the magic mirror. The Witch's eyes were filled with joy at the arrival of support. She pointed at the Wraith in front of her and said with a smile:

"That's him, the pirate general worth 40,000 pounds!"

Actually it’s 43,000 pounds…

Angel turned his gaze back to the puppet controlled by Klein. The latter had a blank expression, but his eyes conveyed the deep doubts of the "Puppet Master".

——Why did her expression suddenly change as if she was calling for a savior, but it was you who came?

This brief silence finally made Triss realize that something was wrong. The smile on her lips disappeared, and her eyes moved back and forth between the two of them, finally stopping on the "Despair" witch who had her back to her.

She snuck up behind Angel.

Why does it feel like a parent helping a child? Luckily, the opponent is also an old acquaintance... Angel finally couldn't hold back a chuckle and said:

"What's going on? Weren't you hiding to recuperate? How did you end up getting in trouble with this 'Blood Admiral'?"

She looked at Triss behind her, motioning for her to answer, and at the same time relaxed her whole body, easing the tense atmosphere around them.

"I didn't dare go back to my residence in the East District, so I simply hid in the sewers of the North District. I thought it would be a quiet hiding place, but I didn't expect it to be busier than a market in the middle of the night. There were curious girls, enthusiastic housekeepers, mysterious vengeful spirits, and even a wounded witch like me..."

Triss let out a throaty laugh and replied. Ever since Angel's appearance, she had stopped pretending to be weak and resumed her daytime flamboyance. This, in turn, allowed her witchy charm to fully radiate, making her even more eye-catching than Angel, who often hid his appeal.

Is it really not because you're a troublemaker? You caused chaos in Tingen, and now you've become a vessel for divine descent in Backlund, hiding in the sewers near the Puppet Master's house...

Angel opened his mouth, but ultimately decided not to irritate Triss's fragile heart. He turned to look at Senior and asked:

"What about you? Why did you end up in the sewer in the middle of the night?"

Her casual tone immediately made Triss frown, but then her brows relaxed.

The Blood Admiral Marionette replied expressionlessly:

"Just passing by, I thought I'd get a trait of the 'Pain' Witch, but I didn't expect it to be someone you know."

His words practically admitted that he knew Angel, but judging by Triss's expression and relaxed posture, she had almost guessed it, so there was no need to hide it.

"She and I are currently cooperating to a limited extent regarding the truth behind the 'Great Smog' and the murder of Prince Edessak..."

Angel told Klein the information he had obtained from William Sykes's "channeling" during the day, and finally said:

"Viscount Stratford is clearly being instructed by someone. We can let her investigate and make the contact first, while we hide behind the scenes to avoid being noticed by him."

She was referring to Ince Zangwill and "0-08." It was reasonable for Triss, who had escaped the other party's manipulation, to pursue the truth out of hatred, but there was no such reason for "Christine Theresa" and "Dawn Dantes."

"You told her to be the bait right in front of her?"

Senior looked at Triss indifferently and asked in return. This tone made Angel feel that she was acting, perhaps to fit the "personality" of the "secret marionette". Therefore, Angel just chuckled and replied:

"She volunteered."

These obviously sarcastic words did not make Triss angry. Instead, she showed the most heartfelt smile since entering the sewer.

I don't think she has some kind of mental illness. I was just joking when I said she volunteered, but looking at Triss like this, she seems to be really willing to do something for the dead Edessak... Well, she's happy because she has a powerful pirate general among her "partners", which is understandable...

Angel watched Triss's changing expression from the corner of his eye, sighed, and said to Senior:

"You leave first, I'll take care of the rest."

The marionette nodded silently, its figure immediately fading as it entered its true "ghost" state. Angel guessed that this position was the maximum distance Klein could control the marionette at home, so he stood there pretending to be sophisticated. He could only move directly through the wall, otherwise he would risk being lost.

The loss of the puppet means a permanent loss. The "Blood Admiral" is already in a state of death. If it is out of control, it will die immediately and there will be no chance of "turning into a puppet" again.

This might be the biggest weakness of the "Master of Secret Puppetry"... Angel pondered, and waited until the "ghost" completely disappeared before turning around to look at Triss, whose expression gradually calmed down and whose posture was extremely low, showing obedience. For a moment, he was not sure which state of publicity, excitement, or obedience was the real her.

Perhaps after Edsak's death, no one will ever see the real her...

"Well, let's move on to your question," Angel said, seeing Triss's silence. "I'm sure you've noticed that this 'Blood Admiral' and I have a certain degree of cooperation. We're both aiming to uncover the truth behind the smog, so I'll provide you with some assistance. However, our enemies will also be lurking in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to strike. Therefore, you'll have to rely on yourself to obtain most of the clues."

"As long as Viscount Stratford doesn't like men, I have a way to make him speak."

Even if he likes men, you can switch to the "Red Priest" path. Compared to killing the demigod yourself, it might be easier to train a team of like-minded subordinates... Angel muttered inwardly and nodded.

"If you need help, you can still use the communication potion to contact me, but I can't guarantee that I can appear like this every time... Also, are you really not planning to hide somewhere else?"

Seeing that Triss had actually sat back down at the fork in the road, she reached out and gathered a small basket beside her, took out the Dipsy pie and sweet iced tea from it, and added unhappily.

"The cowardly thief lady has been driven away, and the 'Wrathful Spirit' is one of us. This place is probably much safer than other places in Backlund.

"I'm curious why you'd actually cooperate with the 'Blood Admiral'. I heard he's an executioner who kills for fun, butchering entire ships of passengers and sailors and smearing their blood on the deck..."

Triss's voice drifted in and out as she gracefully unfolded the wrapping paper in the basket.

"You'll understand if you read more recent newspapers."

Angel answered vaguely. She knew that even if she didn't point it out, Triss would definitely investigate the current situation of "Blood Admiral" Senior. She would definitely find out that this pirate general had died in the battle between the Rose School and an unknown faction a month ago, and even his own fleet had been divided up by his subordinates.

By then, she would know that today's Senior was actually a dead man... Angel stopped trying to persuade her and prepared to leave using the still-unthawed ice. But before leaving, he looked at Triss again, hesitated for a moment, and said:

"When investigating Viscount Stratford and approaching the mastermind behind the crime, be sure to pay attention to any 'coincidences' you encounter."

coincide……

Triss's hand holding the pie froze in the air, and she looked at Angel with confusion and a hint of fear, but she only caught a glimpse of his shadow entering the mirror world.

coincide!

She thought about everything that had happened since she arrived in Backlund. She had luckily run into someone from the "Witch Cult," happened to have a mission that required her, happened to be "love at first sight" with Edessak, and repeatedly encountered various accidents while trying to escape him...

Her thoughts were in a mess, and she sat there for a long time before she shook her head, took out the pie that had long gone cold, and filled her stomach with sweet iced tea.

At this moment, the witch curled up in the shadows looked extremely vulnerable.

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Entering the mirror world, Angel quickly found the location leading to 160 Börklund Street in the complex passage. The bright ones were ready-made mirrors, such as dressing mirrors and full-length mirrors, while the dim ones were glass windows and calm water surfaces.

If you want to return to reality quietly, it is undoubtedly better to choose a mirror that can reflect real objects, but glass and water can also be used. The only difference is the size of the noise made and the spiritual energy consumed.

Of course, since the witch Triss was nearby, Angel had no intention of getting out of the mirror and entering Klein's bedroom. She simply walked around the three-story building, left the North District, and returned to her home in Hillston District.

After several weeks of exploration, she had basically figured out the "mirror world" of several nearby districts. Of course, there were also accidents during her exploration. She accidentally entered the spirit world during her exploration and accidentally emerged from the stained glass on the exterior wall of the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery. Fortunately, she got back into the mirror world before being discovered, and no tragedy happened.

"As I become more familiar with this world, I can now reach any point in the city almost instantly. While it's not as fast as Mr. Azik's spiritual journey, I can observe the outside world through the mirror at any time...

"I didn't tell Klein the details in front of Triss just now. I'll write a letter tomorrow to explain and tell him to continue focusing on the note-taking. I'll be in charge of keeping an eye on Triss..."

Muttering to himself, Angel stepped out of the full-length mirror in his bedroom.

As soon as her feet touched the solid ground, she noticed that the light in the bedroom was dimmer than usual. The crimson moonlight outside the window seemed to be isolated outside. The wall lamp that had been lit for a long time at the cost of gas could only illuminate a small area next to the lamp stand. The whole building seemed to have fallen into deathly silence, with only the sound of her footsteps on the carpet.

In Angel's dark vision, the center of this quietness was located next to the coffee table on the balcony of the bedroom. Sitting on the armchair was a man with short golden brown hair and a black windbreaker. His right leg was crossed on his left leg, his hands were placed between his knees, and a silver-white metal box was placed beside him.

"I didn't expect you to be gone for half an hour. If I had known, I would have come back later."

"Sword of the Goddess" Creste Cesimma chuckled, and her magnetic voice came out from her mouth hidden behind the stand-up collar of her windbreaker.