Chapter 254: Sheep
"Indeed, it seems the establishment of the 'Air Pollution Investigation Committee' is driven by a number of nobles like Earl Hall. The outside world believes that the committee and subsequent environmental protection bills will weaken the power of the traditional nobles, leading to a protracted struggle between them and the emerging factory owners. It now appears that the bill's implementation may be faster than anyone anticipated, so I must make some preparations."
Sylvia took a sip of coffee and spoke slowly.
"Making preparations?" Angel asked curiously, "Are you asking me to investigate Hibbert Hall's actions just so that your business can take advantage of them and make a fortune with them?"
It wasn't that she thought getting rich was a bad thing, but she felt that such a secretive sect using Beyonders to investigate the actions of the nobles just to make a little money was somewhat inconsistent with their status.
"This is, of course, a mission from the sect, and the order comes directly from 'Lady Despair'."
Sylvia's expression straightened and she answered without hesitation.
"However, we can indeed share a share of the assets left behind by Baron Langdon, so this does not conflict with the mission." She changed the subject, her lips curled up slightly, "Next, let's talk about your reward. You completed this mission very well, and you are worthy of being my new recruit. In two days, come to my place, and I will prepare the main ingredients for the other half of the potion for you."
Is this hush money? Or is it a way to win me over and build up their own influence within the sect?
Angel pondered secretly and asked casually, "What about the complete formula? I can't make a potion with just the main extraordinary ingredients."
"I'll give it to you after you've completely digested the Witch potion and accumulated new merits. This is to prevent you from impulsively taking the next potion before digestion is complete, causing you to lose control and die." Sylvia smiled. "You are an important member of our team."
An important member? I think they're pawns who can contact Audrey Hall and get firsthand information, right?
It seems I still need to find a way with Ms. Laura. This way, the Witch Cult won't know I have the formula, and Laura won't know I've prepared the ingredients. They'll think they can keep me hanging, and I'll fleece them before they know it...
Angel picked up his cup of coffee and drank it all in one gulp, hiding the slightly upturned corners of his mouth, and inexplicably missed the Xishan coffee he drank in the afternoon.
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By the time they left Severia's house, the sky had already darkened. Above Backlund, behind the hazy fog, a perfect red moon gradually rose. Its blood-red glow shone through the haze, stained half the sky with an enchanting hue.
"Another full moon has arrived. Before I knew it, I've been in Backlund for over a month. I finally see hope of advancing to Sequence 6..."
Looking at the moon hanging high in the sky, Angel felt that the color seemed familiar.
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As the new week arrives, Angel can only continue to be a "fortune-telling witch" in the fortune-telling club while waiting for the gatherings of various extraordinary people. Fortunately, the role of "witch" has ended, and she no longer has to go against her conscience and break up couples who have only some disagreements and misunderstandings with each other.
If she knew Laura's address, Angel, who was only one recipe away from becoming the "Witch of Pleasure", would probably have gone straight to her house. Unfortunately, the information she bought from the "Brave Bar" did not include this lady's home address, so she had no choice but to wait in the club for Laura to come to her.
"This is the first time I've seen you smile so genuinely."
When Laura Swan arrived at the fortune-telling room, Angel welcomed her with a warm smile, earning her merciless ridicule.
"It seems that you should have gained a lot from Hibbert Hall."
Laura, who was wearing a beige dress today, put down her wide-brimmed sun hat, sat across from the divination table, picked up a deck of tarot cards on the table, and spoke while quickly shuffling the cards with both hands.
Angel did not hide anything and told the lady the intelligence he had obtained and the conclusions of his analysis with Sylvia last night.
After hearing this, the latter cut the tarot cards unconsciously with his hands, his eyes wandering, and he fell into deep thought.
"Strange, it sounds like not only the upper class nobles, but even the witch sect is concerned about Backlund's environmental problems." After a moment, Laura muttered to herself, and a card fell out of her hand. It was the face-up "Fool" card, which made Angel feel nervous.
"I didn't expect Earl Hall's family to be so far-sighted. No wonder a family with so little heritage could rise to such heights. But the nobles have their own industries. It's understandable that they want to raise the bar for their industry by establishing an investigative committee. But when did those witches who spread disasters all day become obsessed with environmental protection?"
After giving a sharp review of the situation in Backlund's upper echelons, Laura looked at Angel, who had an expectant look on his face, smiled slightly, and took out a note from her handbag and handed it to him.
"Look, I will keep my promise, unlike those liars in the witch sect."
Angel took the note and looked at the densely packed small words on it.
"Sequence 6, Joy.
"Main ingredients: One silk gland from an adult giant widow spider, and a pair of eyes from a succubus.
"Supplementary Materials: All remaining hair from the enchantress, 10 grams of powdered Fenapotent fly, 5 grams of genuine mummy ashes, 5 drops of black mandrake juice, 100 milliliters of pure water."
Sure enough, with the silk glands of an adult giant widow spider, compared to the main ingredients Sylvia gave me, it seems the recipe should be fine. Of course, I'll definitely verify it through divination later...
After quickly writing down the recipe, Angel carefully folded the note and put it away, breathing a sigh of relief, but then she began to worry about the ingredients for the potion.
Unlike low-sequence potions, the auxiliary ingredients in the Sequence 6 recipe already include some hard-to-find spiritual items, such as the hair of a banshee. This obviously needs to be obtained together with the main ingredient, the banshee's eyes. She had only heard the name of the banshee for the first time today.
"Can you provide these extraordinary materials, including the main materials and auxiliary materials? I can pay the corresponding fees."
After hesitating for a moment, she decided to ask this "experienced person" and even brought the main materials she had obtained to avoid arousing the other party's suspicion.
"That's your own problem," Laura said, seeming to enjoy Angel's embarrassment. Her lake-blue eyes revealed excitement. "Fly powder and mummy ashes are both relatively easy to obtain, provided you don't buy fakes. But there aren't many wild succubus left. They're almost all controlled by the Witch Cult, and their eyes and hair rarely enter the market."
"Giant Widow Spiders are found in the forests of southern Intis, near the central plateau. It's relatively easy to obtain materials from them."
Having said that, she changed the subject.
"But don't worry too much. I might be able to help you get these materials. The prerequisite is that you continue to investigate the movements of the witch sect, what they are interested in, who they are interested in, or what they are planning. Perhaps you can get some of the materials before you even finish digesting the 'witch' potion."
Sorry, I've already digested it...
Angel thought to himself.
But why is this "Witch of Joy" so interested in the movements of the Witch Cult?
If she were a defector from a certain organization, she would probably stay away from them and wish she would never have anything to do with them again in her life. However, Laura's current behavior seemed to indicate an inexplicable hatred towards the Witch Cult.
With this curiosity, Angel looked at Laura who was sorting tarot cards. The latter felt his gaze and looked back at him with her lake blue eyes, with a hint of melancholy.
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