Chapter 198: Lady Joy
"Miss Witch?"
Angel's heart almost stopped when she heard this name. She pressed her hand on the magic pocket watch, and her eyes pierced the other party like sharp blades. She was about to activate the power of the "Ring of Madness" to disrupt the other party's mind and create a chance for herself to escape.
"Don't be afraid, I mean no harm."
There was kindness in Ms. Lola's smile and sincerity in her words, which almost made Angel stop thinking about confrontation.
Is this an extraordinary ability? Is it "charm" or "persuasion"?
She instantly thought of the various abilities of the assassin path, but it was obvious that this lady was not just using simple language to interfere.
Could it be that she has reached Sequence 6?
While thinking, Angel's finger was already on the crown of the magic pocket watch. Just by pressing it lightly, he could obtain the three extraordinary abilities of the "magician", and his own spirituality had also flowed into the "Frenzy Ring", ready to use "Frenzy" at any time.
After doing all this, she finally had the leisure to see what the other party's purpose was.
"I'm not from the Witch Cult, nor am I an official Beyonder. Like you, I don't belong to any organization."
Seeing that Angel did not make any further moves, Ms. Lola covered her mouth and chuckled, with a hint of charm in her lake blue eyes.
"To show my sincerity, let me introduce myself first. I'm Laura Swan, you can also call me 'Ms. Pleasure'."
Joy... As expected, Laura is already a Sequence 6 Beyonder, and a "Pleasure Witch" of the "Assassin" Path...
Angel was attracted by Laura's deliberate yet unpretentious demeanor, and his original male instincts were almost surging in his heart. He tried his best to suppress the impulse in his heart and asked with a tense face:
"How did you recognize that I was a Beyonder?"
She did not let her guard down even though the other party claimed that they did not belong to the "witch sect". Which cult member would voluntarily say that they belonged to a cult?
Of course, except for those crazy people in the Aurora Society...
"It's simple. From your divination methods, your little habits, and even the name you gave yourself in the divination club, huh, 'divination witch'..."
Laura chuckled again, and it frightened Angel so much that he almost wanted to take off the Madness Ring to prevent himself from losing his mind.
"And I performed a divination on you, and unsurprisingly, it failed. This makes me even more certain of your Beyonder identity, at least a mid-Sequence."
I see. Because I was counterdivinated, and the instigator doesn't have the ability to do so, they confirmed I'm at least Sequence 7...
"But why can't it be Sequence 6, or even higher?"
"You'll understand once you reach Sequence 6 and become Joy," Laura replied vaguely. Then, her gaze shifted, a look of inquiry in her eyes. "I'm curious why the Sequence 7 potion didn't drastically change your appearance. Even if you were originally female, becoming a witch would make you look exceptional, rather than simply forgotten... Excuse me, were you male or female before becoming a witch?"
Once you become Sequence 6, you'll understand... Could it be that the "Pleasure Witch" can cause a person to undergo a drastic change comparable to a man becoming a woman?
Fortunately, even this Sequence 6 Lady of Joy couldn't see through the psychological implications of the "Ring of Madness," and divination would be disrupted by the hidden holy symbol. This combination could probably only be deciphered by a high-sequence Beyonder...
Being stared at by Laura with curious eyes, Angel even felt that neglecting her would be a sin. He quickly stopped analyzing in his mind and replied with the rhetoric he had prepared to infiltrate the "Witch Cult":
"Before becoming a Beyonder, I was indeed a man. Rather, I'm curious: how many women would choose to become 'Assassins'?"
This has always been her question. Cole Granger and Triss are both male assassins. Although Madam Sharon has never mentioned her past in her memory, some of her occasional thoughts and actions also indicate that she is most likely undergoing the transformation in the "witch" stage.
Could it be that the "Witch Cult" has some kind of evil preference when selecting candidates to become assassins?
She looked at Laura inquiringly.
Could it be that this lady was once...
"Perhaps there are more female assassins than you think."
As if sensing Angel's thoughts, the "Ms. Joy" replied with a charming smile on her face.
Does this answer my question... No, she might also be from the "Witch Sect" and revealed her identity just to test me. Then everything she said might be a lie!
Almost lost in Lola's smile, Angel shuddered and came to his senses.
This is much scarier than the Madam Sharon in my memory. With just a word or a smile, you can believe her, and you can't bear to deceive her... No, that guy Cole was even tricked into Madam Sharon's bed. It's hard to say who is more powerful...
With his mind in a mess, Angel said subconsciously:
"You said you weren't from the Witch Cult, but as far as I know, almost all potions of this kind are controlled by them."
"Indeed, low-sequence potions are fine, but once you reach mid-sequence, you'll have to interact with them if you want a chance to advance."
Laura restrained her smile, her expression became serious, and she nodded and said.
"I was once a member of the Witch Cult. My 'mentor' assigned me missions, promoted me to higher ranks, and then I became a similar character... For some reason, they favored Beyonders who were promoted from male assassins. Perhaps because of this, I was always asked to perform unimportant but still self-sacrificing missions."
"This caused a conflict between my behavior and my inner self, nearly causing me to lose control and making me think about leaving."
The conflict between behavior and inner thoughts, is there a risk of losing control? And devotion, isn't it what I think it is...
Angel raised his eyebrows and continued listening.
"Anyway, I left them, came to Backlund, hid my identity, and started a new life. As long as I didn't seek promotion, everything would be so simple and easy."
Angel actually didn't quite trust this lady who sometimes looked serious and sometimes smiled. After all, judging from their last contact, Laura had a talent for acting, and everything she showed might be a disguise to confuse others.
But if she was sent by the "Witch Cult" to test him, it would seem too casual.
"I also once had a mentor who helped me become a Beyonder and advance," she tentatively said, once again bringing out the excuse she had prepared to deal with the Witch Cult. "Unfortunately, she died at the hands of an official Beyonder. I came to Backlund to find the Witch Cult and see if I could join them."
"Joining a witch sect? You didn't think that after becoming a 'witch', they would let you do things like assassinate insignificant people or sow discord between gangs, did you?"
Laura was quite disdainful of Angel's idea.
"Of course, they're short of manpower in the big cities, so they should be able to accept you quickly and use you as their pawn to get close to certain important people and control them. However," her eyes swept over Angel's face, "you may not even be able to do this well."
From her tone, it was not difficult for Angel to guess what means she would use to "control certain big shots."
"Of course, if you persist, it won't be difficult to find them. Just let them know you have the formula for the 'Assassin' Path, especially a mid-sequence one, and someone will come knocking on your door soon. The strict control over potion formulas is one of the few good things the Witch Cult has done."
Indeed, on the day Mr. A revealed the potion formula at his gathering, someone came to visit...
Angel thought of the man who followed him that night, and became more and more certain that there were people from the "Witch Sect" stalking Mr. A's gathering. Maybe the next time he showed up there, he would be able to get in touch with them.
"I'm sorry to have delayed your business. I have to leave now. I have to go to a viscount's salon in Queens later." The cheerful lady, eager to talk, took out an exquisite pocket watch and looked at it. She picked up the hat on the table, covered her face, and stood up from her chair. "If you hadn't returned to the Witch Cult, perhaps we would have met again."
Seeing Laura about to push the door and leave, Angel couldn't help but ask the question she had always wanted to ask:
"How can you be sure that I'm not a member of the Witch Cult, um, seeking advancement here?"
Limited by the oath he made, Angel could not say anything that implied "acting" to people who did not understand the act, so he could only use a pseudonym implicitly.
"You mean 'act'?"
Laura turned around and smiled sweetly.
"I've never seen a witch from a witch cult acting like that in a divination club. As long as they cause a disaster affecting many people, they can digest most of the potion. There's no need to be like you."
As if looking at a child who knew nothing about the world, her lake blue eyes beneath the black veil revealed a look that was unclear whether it was ridicule or envy, and then she turned and left the divination room.
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