Chapter 340: Magic Mirror Psychic
Hugh Dilcha, who was about to chase him out the door, immediately took a defensive posture. After seeing that it was Sherman who followed him in, he relaxed and asked with a frown:
"Sherman, you... are also a Beyonder?"
It was normal for her to have such doubts. Being able to knock Barron, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall and had such great forward momentum, back the way he came was definitely not something that the skinny Sherman could do, unless his body was also transformed by the potion and he possessed extraordinary strength.
Sherman's face was a mixture of nervousness and excitement. He had just heard the sound of someone kicking the door in the attic, and because of his worry, he quietly went upstairs to check. He happened to meet Barron who rushed out of the door. He subconsciously took out a dagger and used the "charged attack" to stab Barron, making his own small contribution to this operation.
The tension caused by this sudden battle will probably take some time to gradually dissipate.
Hearing Xio's question, he didn't know how to answer, and subconsciously looked at Angel, who was half-crouching to check on the fallen Barron. After a moment, he raised his head and said calmly:
"It's too late to save him. Remember not to hit him in the vital parts next time."
Barron's life was not completely gone at this time, but the dagger hit his heart and he would probably die on the spot in less than half a minute. Although she could use the magic pocket watch to transfer the wound, or use the flesh and blood control of the rose necklace to try to manipulate his body and repair the fatal injury, even if she saved him, the seriously injured Barron would not be able to withstand the subsequent questioning, and excessive fear might cost him his life again.
Moreover, there are now better "people to ask".
Angel looked at Heras, who was lying in the middle of the attic floor, with the wounds on his chest and back having stopped bleeding.
"He is indeed a Beyonder. Also, please watch the door for me. I need to ask this guy a few questions."
She said to Sherman and Hugh who were staring at each other, drawing their surprised looks.
"Asking questions? But isn't he... dead?"
Xio asked cautiously. It seemed that the fighting ability Angel had just displayed had intimidated this somewhat ruffian bounty hunter, making her tone much more polite.
"The dead are more useful than the living."
Angel said with a smile on his face, remembering his surprise when he first learned about "psychic arts" in Tingen City.
That’s right, this time she’s not going to be a fortune teller, she’s going to be a psychic.
The results of studying the "Book of Secrets" during this period include the method of using "magic mirror divination" to perform "spiritualism". The former is a way to directly communicate with the spirit world, while the latter requires using the spirit of the deceased that has not yet dissipated to obtain information about the other party before his death. The "Book of Secrets" mentions that using ritual magic, the two can be combined, allowing the spirit to temporarily attach to the mirror and have a simple conversation.
Of course, compared to a real psychic, this method requires a ritual, a quiet and undisturbed environment, and the duration of the psychic communication is also shorter, so it cannot be considered a true "master".
After sending the other two outside to watch the door, Angel took out the magic mirror he carried with him and placed it next to Heras. He then used the Holy Night Powder to quickly create a spiritual wall to block out the cold wind blowing in from the window and Hugh's questioning of Sherman outside the door. Finally, he stroked the "Secret Holy Emblem" with his hand and whispered the name of the Goddess of Night.
This matter involved the human trafficking case that she had been tracking since Tingen, so she had legitimate reason to pray!
After asking the goddess for strength, Angel used a spell to connect the recently dead Heras with the magic mirror that could communicate with the spiritual world. The small dressing mirror quickly became deep and dark, and then Heras's slightly pale face emerged inside. He looked at Angel with lifeless eyes, completely different from when he was alive.
"Heras?"
Angel asked tentatively.
"It's me."
Heras in the mirror nodded slowly and replied without any unnecessary nonsense.
Angel was a little excited when she knew that her "magic mirror communication" was successful. Compared with the method of making the communication potion she got from Laura, the little tricks she figured out made her happier.
"How did you quickly learn that Barron had been attacked?"
She first asked the question that concerned her most. Heras arrived at the scene less than ten minutes after Barron was attacked. He was more competent than the Archbishop of the Church of the Storm who protected Duke Negan. This made Angel suspect that he had some special way to know Barron's condition.
"I used the 'keep secret' button on him. If he leaked anything about work, I would know immediately."
Heras answered honestly, confirming Angel's suspicions.
"So, what exactly is your 'job'?"
She continued to ask questions according to the other party's words, so that she could get the key information from the spirit of the target of spiritual communication as much as possible.
"We follow orders, kidnapping and capturing the neglected homeless and destitute in the East District, sending them to designated locations and handing them over to another group. Barron came from Bayam to replace the deceased Capin in charge of the East District gangs, while I am responsible for his safety and dealing with disobedient troublemakers. That's our job."
"Orders? Whose orders?"
"I don't know them, but..." Heras frowned in the mirror, and after a moment, he continued, "The leader wore a golden mask, so his face couldn't be seen. But he's used the Judge's ability, which is even stronger than mine. I suspect he's reached Sequence 4."
Sequence 4... Demigod?
Angel's heart sank. She hadn't expected this matter to involve another demigod. Furthermore, according to Heras, the other party's potion path was the same as his own, the "Arbitrator" path. Almost all of the mid- and high-sequence potions from this path were in the hands of the military and the royal family. It could be said that this "demigod" either had assistance from both, or was simply one of their people...
It seems that I can only report it...
And it must be reported to the three major churches. If it is reported to the police, the matter will most likely be buried like the kidnapping cases that Kapin was involved in before.
Having made up his mind, Angel continued to ask:
"Where are you hiding and handing over slaves?"
"In... in the northwest suburbs of Backlund, Tussock..."
Heras frowned, as if he was thinking carefully, or perhaps the answer was difficult to say. Just when Angel was about to ask another question, the spirit of Heras in the magic mirror suddenly froze, and then disappeared as if wiped away by a rag.
Angel hurriedly touched the mirror, but found that the "communication" had ended and the magic mirror returned to normal.
"Is it time? No... It's only been two or three minutes. A newly deceased spirit wouldn't be so fragile. Just now, when he tried to answer the question about the handover location, it was like Barron being interrogated. He wanted to speak, but couldn't..."
"Could it be similar to Heras's 'Secret Keeping' ability? Someone has placed the same ban on Heras? And it's even more powerful and restrictive. If he tries to reveal key information, even his spirit will be attacked?"
The Arbitrator Path Demigod that Heras had just mentioned instantly appeared in her mind.
If Heras is affected by the same ban, then perhaps this demigod has already known that someone leaked the information and may be heading here!
With this in mind, Angel no longer wasted time. She quickly put away the magic mirror, took off the rose necklace from her neck, pressed it on the head of the "judge", and "herded" Heras amid the silent roar of his spirit. Then she removed the spiritual wall created by the Holy Night Powder and let the cold wind outside the window blow over Heras's body, which no longer possessed extraordinary characteristics.
Turning on his spiritual vision, Angel looked at Barron, who was lying on his back at the door, and found that extraordinary characteristics had begun to condense around him. Wisps of dark red gas emerged from all parts of his body, forming a blood clot-like object beside him.
It will take about a minute or two to form...
She took this opportunity to quickly use the black flames to burn the walls, floor, and wooden chair in the attic where Barron had been tied.
The two people outside the door heard the noise and came in one after the other. Seeing the black flames flying all over the room, Xio frowned and asked:
"What's wrong? Do you need our help?"
"No, we're ready to leave. These two people are likely connected to the military or even the royal family. I'll try my best to clear up the clues and avoid being divined or tracked. You guys go down first and wait for me at the door."
Angel thought Hugh would have objections, after all, she had promised to give her half of Barron's property in addition to the 50 pounds reward, but now was obviously not the time to search the house.
Unexpectedly, the other party nodded in agreement without hesitation. Instead, Sherman looked at the dagger on Barron's chest with some hesitation. He left the attic only at Hugh's urging, and quickly went downstairs with the sound of "dong dong" footsteps.
After cleaning up the traces, Angel quickly searched the items Heras was carrying. To her surprise, the large, gold-inlaid revolver with an exaggerated shape was just an ordinary weapon. It had no advantages other than being worth tens of pounds. The iron-black gloves that he had used before at Capin's house, which could enhance his extraordinary abilities, were not on him.
After hesitating for a moment, Angel gave up the idea of taking the golden revolver. Even if the black flame and the secret holy emblem could block the divination, taking the other party's personal belongings directly would be the stupidest mistake. She didn't even take the several banknotes of varying denominations that she had searched. She simply put the extraordinary characteristics extracted by Barron into the bullet box, sealed it with the spiritual wall, ignited a ball of black flame on the bodies of the two, and then quickly left the attic.
A few seconds later, she slowly walked into the room again, fumbled under her cloak, and took out a brand new deck of tarot cards. She picked out "Judgment" and "The Hanged Man" and placed them on the faces of Heras and Barron respectively, and scattered the rest randomly in the attic. Then she left with satisfaction.
…
Half an hour later, an unmarked two-wheeled carriage drove up quickly and stopped at the door of Barron's house. Two hooded men sneaked through the gate and went straight to the attic.
After seeing the messy attic, the tarot cards scattered all over the floor, and the two charred bodies, one of them couldn't help but shout:
"Tarot cards and judgment again?"
The voice was suppressed and angry.
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