Chapter 989 It’s time to do something for yourself

After saying goodbye to Mycroft, Aiwass returned to the Temple of Silver and Tin to find Isabel.

When he wanted to change his appearance, the first person he thought of was Isabel.

Although she was promoted by riding the tide of transcendence, she lacks some foundation compared to veteran elf transcendents like Janice... but now Isabel has already reached the fifth energy level.

She is now at least at the level of a "bone sculpture"!

The ability system that Isabel is best at is illusion.

"...Are you going to use illusion to cover up these antlers?"

Isabel held the massive antlers in her hands, hesitant. "The best I can do is make them invisible... but I'm afraid that won't be enough. And it's... too hot."

Aiwass's antlers emit heat, making their presence clearly perceptible to those with keen eyes. Hiding the heat is far more difficult than altering vision—it's like hiding a fire so that people don't feel the heat when they touch it. It's not impossible for Isabel to do it, but it would be difficult if she were just "enchanting" herself.

The weight of the antlers was also not negligible. Although their weight was no longer a problem for Aiwass, the human body and the deer body were different after all. The large protrusion forward—now over twenty centimeters tall—would significantly shift the body's center of gravity.

"So I plan to become the Child of the Moon."

Aiwass explained: "If you become a child of the moon, you won't have antlers on your head."

"That little girl? Or Bayard?"

Isabel immediately thought of Aiwass's other two incarnations, and a wicked smile appeared on her lips: "Do you want me to change them into other appearances?"

"...Why did you think of them first? I can also become a male Moon Child."

Aiwass was somewhat helpless: "But 'Number 14' can no longer transform. After I resurrected Aleister, I could no longer transform into its form. I think it may have become the basis of Aleister's existence... the 'self in the mirror'.

"As for Bayard... the outside world's information about the identity of 'Aleister' is actually her appearance. After all, in their perception, Aleister's true identity is Baroness Bayard. I think this identity might be useful, so let's not change her face."

"Then you better be careful."

Isabel was somewhat worried: "I remember that your avatar will break into pieces if it gets hurt. Be careful that if your identity is exposed, Sherlock might be in danger."

"Don't worry," Aiwass said, nodding soothingly. "Under normal circumstances, injuries won't cancel the transformation. Only serious injuries like shattering a limb, or being hit by a blunt object like a hammer, will force the transformation to end. Not many people normally use blunt objects."

"Do you want to bring someone else? For example, Lily? She's also at the fifth level now, and she can help you... After all, the Transcendent Tide covers the entire world, and there might be a new fifth level in Iris. It would make me feel more at ease if she came with me."

Isabel suggested an idea: "Let her wear my puppet mask so that I can descend upon her. If you need a 'touch-up', I can also help."

Aiwass readily agreed.

This is perfect - he can use it to disguise himself as the Son of Earth and Moon, and Lily can infiltrate the Hawkeye Organization. In this way, the two main factions of extraordinary people in the Iris Kingdom can both get along!

Then Aiwass transformed into the form of the Son of the Moon and accepted Isabel's "makeup".

In this era, "makeup" has been partially demystified by alchemists and has been popularized among the people through various alchemical cosmetics and skin care products... Haina learned about the Pelican Bar because her roommate bought some smuggled alchemical beauty products through the Pelican Bar.

In the past, makeup and tattoos were considered mystical arts on the path to beauty. They were originally used in religious rituals to invoke the protection of the gods and nature. Ancient priests would have makeup artists apply makeup to themselves during grand ceremonies to enhance the ritual's effect.

Ancient makeup techniques included some forms that could directly charm the opposite sex, others that could dispel ill will. Specialized forms could even be used to pray for rain or curse a field, forcing it to fail. Among the cosmetic techniques still practiced during the Herasil Empire, the most common was the "makeup that exorcises the dead."

Isabelle didn't have a systematic makeup training program, but she had a great teacher. Before becoming a professional, Janice had received a complete lineage of beauty training, thus possessing a deep understanding of the extraordinary techniques of nearly every path. This is precisely why, as a "painter," she was able to raise a "well-rounded" artist.

For "all-rounders", as long as the skills are on the path of beauty, they can try to use them.

Under her makeup skills, Aiwass's appearance changed.

His once brilliant platinum hair had turned bone-white, and his eyes had taken on the Moon Child's signature dark red. His features had lost their radiance. His features, once plump and perfect like a statue, had become significantly thinner. His cheeks had sunken, his lips had thinned and darkened, and dark circles had formed under his eyes. His demeanor had darkened, his eyes fierce and cold—the kind of person you could tell at a glance was no good.

If I had to describe it, it would be the look of a "necromancer."

“…I’ve tried my best.”

Isabel stepped back, admiring her own handiwork as she said helplessly, "But I still can't make you uglier... I can't bring myself to do it, damn it. There's no other way, I can only make you look scarier."

"Why do you have to make me look uglier?"

Aiwass was a little surprised.

"I heard that the Iris people are particularly promiscuous."

Isabel puffed out her cheeks, looking very wary. "They invite people to a hotel room even if they just meet them for the first time! That's a country polluted by the Children of the Moon... They can take anyone away, regardless of gender, as long as they make eye contact... If they can't make you uglier, they can at least make them afraid to touch you."

“…I won’t go with them.”

Aiwass explained helplessly.

"I know," Isabel said, feeling a little aggrieved, "but... I still feel uneasy. I wish it was me who went with you instead of Lily."

She actually just wanted to go out and play with Aiwass.

Going abroad with the person you love to rescue their mutual friend - it sounds as romantic as the legendary hero's story.

"Will you let me take care of you then?"

Aiwass quipped, "I can take care of myself... What about you, my Queen? If I remember correctly, apart from your national tour when you ascended the throne, you've rarely left the Hall of Silver and Tin. If you really travel with me, can you really adapt to life outside?"

After hearing what Aiwass said, Isabel hesitated for a long time before gnashing her teeth in anger: "Damn it... I will learn some related skills - don't underestimate the learning ability of a generalist!"

“Okay, okay…”

Aiwass ruffled Isabel's hair again and calmed her down.

He looked at himself in the mirror and quickly thought of clothes that would suit him.

He found the spare uniform of old Mr. Ibn, the court ceremonial master, and borrowed a set.

It was a white robe that covered the entire body, with a white turban on the head.

Isabel's makeup even changed her figure—Evans was now thinner than before, even half a head shorter, so the dress fit her perfectly without any alterations.

After Aiwas put on this Parthian-style white ritualist robe... his cold and fierce scarlet eyes and cold and gloomy temperament made him look like a curse master from the ancient Parthian country!

"This identity...let's call it Iben."

Aiwass said casually, "Anyway, among the ritualists of the ancient Parthian Empire, at least six out of ten are Ibens."

However, speaking of curse masters...

Aiwass narrowed his eyes slightly, and a hint of real murderous intent flashed in his pupils.

He thought of... Aziz, the curse master who had cursed his biological parents to death. Now it was almost time for him to settle the score.

That guy should have returned to rest by now.

It just so happened that he would escort Zhu Tang to Anxi later, and by the way, make a countermeasure against Yuan Tiansi who was likely to be dragged down... and now, apart from rescuing Sherlock, there was nothing too important.

Huantiansi's ascension ceremony will most likely take place on August 8th, so he still has more than two months.

After you get married, take some time to rest in peace.

If that guy was drowned by the descending Yuan Tiansi... that would be too easy for him.

Now Lily's revenge is complete, Yulia is saved, the crises facing Avalon and the Theocracy are resolved, and the Fallen Angels have been slain...

Next, it’s time to do something for yourself.

Aiwass thought so.

When Lily arrived from Moriarty Mansion, Aiwass summoned Merlin from the ritual room and asked him to teleport them both to Iris.

Chapter 2: Still before night meow~

(End of this chapter)