Chapter 409: Witch Meets Witch
After putting on a cloak and wearing the "Ring of Madness" to transform himself into the round-faced, freckled Miss "Eileen Watson", Angel came to the first floor of the hotel and prepared to go out.
She found Pierre pacing boredly at the door. The student from the Higher Normal School had changed into a rather formal outfit: a white shirt, a brown vest and jacket, and slim-fitting trousers. His short black hair was slicked back, but because of his thin figure, he looked more like a hotel waiter in this formal attire.
Sure enough, this guy had brought me to stay near his school with this in mind... Angel chuckled to himself and walked past him with his head lowered. Pierre only glanced at the ordinary-looking woman, then quickly looked back into the hotel, trying to find the bright spot that made his night unforgettable.
She boarded a hired carriage and arrived at the Trier branch of the Backlund Bank she had chosen the night before. She withdrew a portion of the money in her anonymous account in the local currency.
Compared to Loen's strange exchange rate of gold pounds, soles, and pennies, Intis was worthy of being a country once ruled by the time traveler Emperor Roselle. Its legal tender was only "Felkin" and "Kope", with an exchange rate of 1:100. Of course, in terms of specific currency forms, copper coins, silver coins, gold coins, and banknotes were all in circulation, which was also one of the characteristics of this era.
After putting a small stack of Fel Gold and a handful of copper and silver coins into his pocket, Angel left the bank and found a restaurant to solve his breakfast problem.
Rejecting the familiar, delicious but often eaten Dipsy pie set, she chose strawberry jam muffins, cream soufflé, cat tongue biscuits and coffee with extra milk, ending her first breakfast in a foreign country with the satisfaction brought by sweets.
Compared to Loen, where the only famous delicacies are from other places, the people of Intis are really blessed... Angel sighed and returned to the streets with a burp, ready to wander around and try to find information centers such as bars to see if he could get any information about the underground market.
The street atmosphere, which was completely different from the busy Rune, quickly attracted Angel's attention. She even saw many leisurely gentlemen and ladies, dressed in formal attire, strolling on the street with a calm look on their faces...Turtle?
Compared to the Backlund people who rushed to work like mad dogs, the Trier people did have their advantages.
With this slow pace, Angel's mind calmed down. She tried to observe the city like a tourist rather than an adventurer who was in a hurry to return to Bansi Island. She wandered among the colorful buildings under the blue sky, which was different from the foggy weather at sea.
But soon, a spiritual alertness broke her vacation.
"Spying, stalking, or blocked divination?"
Angel was a little surprised. Compared to Tingen, who had been a Night Watchman, and Backlund, who was targeted by the Witch Cult and the Aurora Society, she shouldn't have any acquaintances in Intis. How could she be inexplicably targeted less than a day after arriving here?
On the street, she couldn't take out the magic mirror to tell fortunes, so she could only pretend that she didn't notice and walked forward slowly. She stood under the street sign at the corner and identified it for a long time. She found the direction leading to the underground quarry and walked towards it.
According to Pierre's introduction yesterday, there are huge quarry ruins under Trier. The hollows are connected into a piece, almost forming another "Trier" underground. At first, only homeless vagrants and gray area practitioners stayed there, but slowly, it has developed into a new "neighborhood".
Walking down a narrow stone staircase, Angel soon reached the dim underground area. The upper structure was supported by sparse stone pillars, and passages, some wide and some narrow, spread in all directions. Even with signposts, it was easy to get lost.
Fortunately, she was not here to go shopping. As soon as she entered the underground, she used her invisibility ability, hid behind a stone pillar, and waited quietly.
A moment later, a sound of footsteps so subtle that it was almost inaudible was heard. The dust beside the stone steps was stirred up by the breeze and became extremely conspicuous under the sunlight above.
"Bang--"
Angel fired a shot in that direction, and a "Phantom Phosphorus Eruption" instantly exploded a ball of phosphorescence at the exit of the stone stairs. A figure covered with a faint light appeared in the underground passage.
Strands of invisible threads immediately flew towards the figure, but were burned in mid-air by the sudden appearance of black flames.
Angel frowned, the other party was also a witch!
She no longer tried to hold back, and stepped on the frost, lowering the temperature around her. Her right hand holding the gun continued to aim, and her left hand transformed the knight's bracelet into a long sword. The silk thread was used to assist her own movements, and she rushed towards the opponent at a rapid speed.
"wait……"
The invisible witch shouted loudly, but found that the bone sword had no intention of stopping. She had to take out a dagger to block it, but it broke into two pieces under the sharp magical object, and her figure was revealed under the attack.
"Long time no see, Sylvia."
With a smile on his face, Angel put his sword against the other man's shoulder and spoke softly.
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A moment later, two witches who had left Backlund one after another stopped in a corner of the underground block, avoiding the locals who had gathered around out of curiosity after hearing the gunshots.
Seeing that Angel had stopped trying to attack, the black-haired witch, who had once been Angel's superior, put on an elegant smile again. She was wearing an Intis-style long skirt that was not suitable for movement, a light yellow coat, and a popular Loen women's hat, giving her a rather mixed style.
"I saw your back in the carriage and it looked familiar. My divination failed, so I followed you secretly to confirm it," Sylvia's tone was still as seductive as before. "It's you, Irene Watson. No, this should be your pseudonym, right?"
"So what?" Angel replied with a chuckle. Compared to the frustration she felt in Backlund, she finally had some strength advantage. "But you, why did you run here from Backlund? Are you not going to be your Baroness anymore?"
"baroness……"
Hearing this word, Sylvia's face fell, which was rare.
"Heh, I guess my wanted order has spread to the three major churches and the military by now. Do you think I still dare to stay in Backlund?" She sneered with some disdain, and then changed the subject, "However, I have left all the properties that I can't take with me to you. The lawyer has probably completed the formalities. You can take over everything at any time, my niece."
At the end of her speech, she gritted her teeth, as if she was extremely dissatisfied with Angel for deceiving her.
"The Baron's estate? Why?"
Angel asked subconsciously, and then he understood the other party's thoughts.
If she were to take over the assets of the "Witch Sect" members, she would inevitably be seen by the official Beyonders and even be considered an accomplice. These assets that Severia could not take away or sell were like a carefully prepared trap.
Of course, if the Church of Evernight can cooperate with me, maybe...
"No reason, just consider it as payment for our brief 'cooperation,'" Sylvia's attitude confirmed Angel's guess. "Anyway, I'm ready to start from scratch here and never have anything to do with you, Backlund's official Beyonders, again."
"Starting from scratch? You're not looking for some bachelor to marry into some baron's family, are you?"
Angel sneered mercilessly.
"Perhaps this time, things will be different..." Sylvia didn't refute, but replied mysteriously, "I've already told you a lot, so can you tell me the whereabouts of 'Lady Despair'? I've been waiting in Trier for a week, but there's been no news from her."
It turns out this girl was so cooperative because she wanted to get information about her boss from me, the "inside spy who infiltrated the witch sect"... Angel smiled secretly.
But this information was not confidential and would help to create her mysterious image, so Angel answered honestly:
"Backlund's Orthodox Church sent out angels that walk on the ground, and she ran head-on into one of them."
"Angel" has a different meaning among Beyonders than in religious texts. It represents a powerful Beyonder who has reached Sequence 2. Sylvia is obviously aware of this. Her eyes widened instantly, and her brown eyes were full of shock.
"No wonder... that smog stopped so quickly. It turns out it's because 'Lady Despair' has already..."
"So fast? Do you know that 100,000 people died that day?"
Angel interrupted the other party, pointed the "Good Luck" pistol directly at Sylvia's chest, and the bone sword was close to her neck, ready to chop off the head of the witch of joy at any time.
"Then do you know how many people die every year in the East District, at the docks, and in the factories?" Sylvia met her angry gaze fearlessly. "Forty to fifty thousand a year, that's the number of people dying in a major smog every two years. Of course, they die in factories, in hospitals, in unnoticed corners. It's not as shocking as seeing them lying on the streets, but what's the difference between the two?"
"You guys are killing people in a variety of ways?"
She was too lazy to argue with the witch anymore, so she swung the bone sword and chopped down, cutting the sneering Sylvia into pieces of scattered translucent fragments.
"Bang--"
There was a slight sound above his head. The other party actually used the mirror on the moving carriage to transfer. The carriage flew away quickly, accompanied by a slight cough, and left the range that Angel could reach by jumping through fire.
She hesitated for a moment, but still didn't chase after him. Trier was different from Backlund or Tingen. There was no Church of the Evernight Goddess. If she got into a fight on the city streets, she would suffer the same fate as Sylvia.
"As long as she really wants to be a 'Baroness', there will always be a chance to find her..."
Angel muttered, put away his knight bracelet and "Good Luck" pistol, put on his hood and left in another direction.
Tears in the eyes
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