Chapter 296 Signs of Cooperation
Angel didn't say anything, deciding to listen to the other party's request first, and then decide whether to agree to help Laura or even form an "alliance" as she said, depending on the situation.
Although he was prepared to deal with the Witch Cult, he did not have to cooperate with these two unidentified guys.
"First, we want to know whether the Witch Cult has already carried out in-depth cooperation with the Aurora Society?"
The middle-aged man behind Laura, who was suspected to be the "Hunter", asked in a low voice. His tone was no longer provocative, but sounded like a normal discussion or negotiation, with a hint of expectation.
"That's right, and as far as I know, the cooperation between the two isn't limited to Backlund," Angel hesitated for a moment, then decided to reveal some of the facts he already knew. "Their cooperation has already begun in Tingen City and Enmat Port. In Backlund, the capital of Loen, this connection is likely to become even closer. I even suspect they have some degree of collusion with certain nobles and the royal family."
The information revealed by the last sentence was obviously beyond their expectations. Laura and Vincent looked at each other, then at Angel. After a moment, Laura said:
"Then do you know their recent plans? Besides the small-scale activities like infiltrating the aristocratic circles to gather intelligence, as mentioned earlier?"
"My handler hasn't revealed anything yet, just that I'm going to attend a ball hosted by the royal family soon. I'm not sure what the purpose is. But I suspect the activities of the Witch Cult and the Aurora Society are still related to human trafficking. The key question is the whereabouts of the slaves who were transported away. Are they being used as living sacrifices in some large-scale ritual, or are they urgently needed for projects that require a large number of manpower, such as excavating ancient ruins or building a secret base?"
As he spoke, Angel thought of the evil deeds done by the Aurora Society in Tingen City and Backlund, and added:
"Perhaps the primary collaborator is the Aurora Society, not the Witch Cult. Just last month, they attempted a ritual to evoke the True Creator's arrival at the docks. In September, they even prepared a vehicle for the offspring of the evil god in Tingen City. They nearly succeeded in their divine descent, triggering a massive disaster and killing hundreds of innocent people."
She said the last sentence almost through gritted teeth.
Mr. C, Ms. D, and even Lanevus, the man behind the scenes, had all perished at her hands, but the culprit, Archbishop Ince Zangwill, who had defected from the Church, was still at large, with no trace of him to be found.
"But if the 'True Creator' is involved, then there's no point in the nobles and royal family collaborating with them." Hearing a name even more notorious than the Primordial Witch, Laura couldn't help but frown. "Who would try to summon an evil god in their own city, near their own home? Would a disaster affecting the entire city bypass them just because of their small contribution?"
"Hmph, that's hard to say. The interests of those nobles, and even some members of the royal family, may not necessarily align with those of the country or ordinary people. As long as they can profit from a disaster, no matter how many ordinary people die, new ones will grow like wheat."
Vincent snorted and interjected.
This pointed comment caused an eerie silence to fall upon the room.
"Well, I'll investigate through my connections with the nobles, but I'm afraid I won't be able to reach the royal family," Lola said, breaking the awkward silence between the three of them. "Miss Irene, you'd better also pay close attention to the movements within the Witch Cult. There's been a lot of activity within the cult lately. That High-Sequence expert will likely return to Backlund by the end of the month. Their plan with the Aurora Society may have reached a critical juncture. That's why I'm anxious to find you for details."
"You seem to know a lot about the Witch Cult?"
Angel asked, somewhat confused.
"I have other sources of information."
Laura responded calmly, not continuing the topic, and instead began to teach Angel how to make the "contact potion" she provided.
Using the witch's own blood and the invisible spider silk she summoned as materials, she mixed and boiled the powder of herbs such as Deep Sleep Flower and Cemetery Grass, which represent the negative and death realms. Finally, she used ritual magic to sever the connection between her and her own spirit body, creating another indirect connection between the potions. When two mirrors were coated with this potion at the same time, a stable communication channel would be formed between them through the spirit world, allowing them to transmit images and sounds to each other.
This was the mystical equivalent of a "videophone." Although the production method was complex, and with Angel's current Sequence 6 ability, the potion was limited to communication within roughly the same city, it was undoubtedly a qualitative leap compared to wired telegraphs that could only transmit simple electrical signals.
"Communicating through the spirit world? But didn't you say before that due to a powerful individual's pursuit, you no longer actively communicated with the spirit world in order to avoid being discovered?"
Hearing this, Angel interjected.
"This is the cleverness of the communication potion. They have severed the mystical connection with the blood donor and only serve as a tool for 'communication'."
Laura explained patiently, like a teacher answering a student's question.
Only after understanding the production method did Angel accept the bottle of communication potion made by Lola.
"You must remember that the production method and steps must not go wrong. Otherwise, what you hand over is not a potion, but the medium of a curse on the person who provided the blood. As a former witch yourself, you should know what this means, right?"
Angel looked at Laura, who looked serious, and chuckled, "What about you? Did you use your own blood or that of another Beyonder in this potion?"
Or rather, it's the "hunter" behind you—Angel conveyed this meaning with his eyes.
As if to verify Angel's guess, the middle-aged man behind Laura moved his feet uneasily.
After the communication potion is made, the spiritual energy inside will quickly dissipate and can only be retained for about half a month. Angel and Laura agreed to verify each other's information during this period of time and then discuss the "alliance".
Angel was about to knock on Severia's side and ask the demigoddess "Lady Despair" if she had any plans to return to Backlund in the near future. If the information Laura received was wrong, then further cooperation would be out of the question.
Since this was Laura's safe house, Angel left before them. After quickly leaving the riverside street and turning into a small alley, Angel breathed a sigh of relief. She first checked that no one was following her, and then she took out the "Frenzy Ring" and put it on her finger, turning herself back into a woman with long black hair and a round face with some freckles.
Then, she stroked her cheek and gently pulled off a thin piece of human skin whose appearance was constantly changing. She watched it gradually shrink by half in her hand and turn back into the half-integrated Beyonder characteristic of the Faceless Man.
Today, she used the effect of this extraordinary characteristic to change her appearance, combining the distinctive features of the Pleasure Witch Mitis, Mrs. Sharon, and Audrey that she had seen before, to form a brand new face that was no less than theirs, deceiving Laura and the "Hunter" path extraordinary person.
Unfortunately, this characteristic only had such a simple effect before it was made into a magical item, and the negative effects were extremely obvious. As long as Angel wore it, he would constantly feel a desire for blood and flesh. Fortunately, he took off the "Ring of Madness" at that time, otherwise he might not be able to resist the desire to kill and eat human bodies.
"It fits my stereotype of the 'secret praying person' path..."
With a self-deprecating laugh, Angel hailed a hired carriage and left the dock area.
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