Chapter 599: Infatuated Witch
In this confrontation that lasted only a few seconds, Angel once again felt the complete suppression of the high-order sequence over the low-order sequence in the same path.
If she can do it, I can do it too, and even more powerfully. Not to mention the impact that the application of the mirror world will have on combat after becoming a demigod... Angel once again felt how lucky he was to have survived a minute at the hands of "Lady Despair" Panatia at Sequence 6. This also proved that the other party was indeed fighting with a toy mentality, rather than wanting a quick solution.
Looking at Triss, whose expression became even gloomier because her identity was exposed by him, Angel chuckled, walked gracefully to the bed and sat down, pointing to the only chair in the simple room.
Pulled and controlled by the silk thread, the witch with black hair and black dress moved to the chair and was thrown into it in a rough manner.
"Tell me about your motives. Why are you spying on me?"
Seeing that she didn't continue to resist, Angel asked softly.
Triss's face changed several times. She tried to use the mirror substitute to escape again. Not surprisingly, she found that any mirror that her spiritual power could reach was controlled by the other party, as if there was a thick barrier between them and she could not touch it. Only the two portable magic mirrors smeared with her blood could be used as substitute props, but that distance was of no use at all and she would be caught back in an instant.
"I was watching the ball at 39 Böklund Street, where there was a target I was planning to take down, and I stumbled upon... you."
She had no choice but to answer honestly.
"Your target is Senator Mori Macht? Why are you targeting him?"
Angel asked, and at the same time, her eyes reflected the weak and curled figure of Triss in front of her, bound by invisible silk threads, and used divination to confirm the truthfulness of the other party's words.
"No, the person I'm monitoring is William Sykes, the butler of a manor on the outskirts of the city. He attended the ball today on his master's behalf to maintain relations with the councillors. I originally wanted to kidnap him while he was away, but the timing wasn't right... Your appearance has made me suspect the Witch Cult is involved, so I'm trying to confirm this through divination."
It's all true... Well, she wouldn't dare hide anything from a High-Sequence Beyonder standing before her. But what does the Witch Cult have to do with me and this matter? I'm not familiar with that William Sykes at all...
Angel understood Triss's meaning after a brief thought. She was probably mistaken for a high-ranking witch due to her outstanding appearance. She was eager to blend into Backlund's upper class society, and her frequent contact with other businessmen and politicians was also regarded as a common tactic of the "Witch Cult". This is why Triss suspected her.
In a sense, her suspicion was not wrong... Angel chuckled and continued:
"What secrets does William Sykes's estate have that are worth your getting in touch with, or even kidnapping him?"
"The manor? No, that's not the point. I want him. More specifically, some information in his head...information about his previous employer, Edessac Augustus."
When talking about this difficult-to-pronounce name, a hint of inexplicable emotion flashed in Triss's black eyes.
"Edessac, the prince who committed suicide?"
When Angel heard the name, some memories of the other party immediately appeared in his mind.
The first time she saw Triss in Backlund was at the banquet hosted by the prince. At that time, Triss asked Angel for help as a victim, but in the end, due to the influence of "0-08" and the sapphire ring, she gave up escaping and followed the prince away.
Afterwards, Angel learned that Triss was forced to interact with the powerless prince as a near hostage due to the arrangement of the "Witch Sect". Triss's thoughts were unclear, but the prince seemed to have fallen in love with the witch.
Unfortunately, during the Backlund Great Smog Incident, Edessac committed suicide out of fear of punishment after his collusion with the Witch Cult was exposed, bringing this tragic love story to an end.
Of course, Angel learned from Laura that "suicide" might have deeper reasons.
"Suicide? Do you think a prince, even if he's fallen from power, even if he's made a mistake, would need to end his life like this? Would he need a bullet that would obliterate his soul? He was forced to do it!"
Sure enough, when Triss heard Angel's question, her face was distorted. She ignored the silk ropes that were tightly tied around her body and struggled violently.
"Of course I know. There's something fishy about his death. It's connected to the Witch Cult and you. He might be a scapegoat pushed forward by some force to appease the anger of the three major churches and the nobles. Furthermore, he might even be used to cover up the truth about the great smog."
Angel added calmly, ignoring her excitement.
These are the collective wisdom of the Tarot Club. Of course, they still haven't figured out the ultimate goal of the royal family and the military.
Maybe, we can get some new clues from Triss... Angel suddenly felt a little hopeful.
At the same time, she was also puzzled by the other party's sudden extreme irritability. Judging from the ability of the "instigator", this was not false, but uncontrollable sentimentality and anger.
You didn't really fall in love with that unfortunate prince during our time together, did you? Have you forgotten that your name was Tris, that you were once a man, and that you said you liked women with pretty faces and nice figures, and even tried to trick me away in Tingen... Angel opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but ultimately gave up.
"Oh, I know what you're thinking. Sometimes I feel like I'm crazy too, but investigating this matter and avenging him has become the only meaning of my life."
The anger on Triss's face subsided, turning into a sad smile. This was different from the seductive expression she had deliberately shown at the end of the battle, and it was obviously from the heart.
As expected, she and Prince Edsac really... Angel remembered the feelings of "Lieutenant General of Disease" Tracy for Elaine, the feelings that Laura expressed from time to time, and even the resentful look of the gray-haired witch Mitis when the offspring of the evil god descended on Tingen City.
Wasn't it the same thing when I first learned of Klein's death...
With a sigh, Angel continued to ask:
"What are you going to do?"
Since Triss also intended to investigate Prince Edessak's death, she would inevitably uncover some of the truth behind the Great Smog, coinciding with one of Angel and Klein's objectives. Angel was prepared to listen to her plans and offer some assistance to see if he could uncover some new clues.
"William Sykes will be staying in Backlund for the next few days. I plan to find an opportunity to 'talk' to him when he's alone. However, based on my recent observations, he should be a mid-Sequence Beyonder, at least Sequence 6. If he also possesses a mystical item, I may not be able to resolve the situation quietly."
When talking about "chatting", Triss inadvertently revealed a hint of coldness.
"I can provide some help if necessary, but I want a copy of any clues you get."
Angel said this after using divination to confirm the other party's words were true.
"Help me? I thought the 'Witch Cult' was here to deal with me..." Triss's delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed, then quickly spread open. "Are you from the 'other faction'?"
The other faction...was she referring to the "Witch Family" that Katarina and Black Cat Winsa mentioned?
Angel remained calm, nodded slightly, and misled the other party according to his thoughts.
"As expected, the Black Saint's men were eliminated by the Orthodox Church after the great haze, and you took advantage of the situation to thwart their mission... But it just so happens that you need me as bait and a vanguard, and I also need your help. My only question is, is there any possibility of cooperation between you and the forces that killed Edessak?"
Triss's lips curled up, as if she wanted to smile, but in the end no additional expression appeared.
Will you cooperate? I don't even know the name of the "Black Saint"... Angel muttered to himself and replied ambiguously:
"Perhaps not."
"Okay, I know you don't want to express your opinion directly, but I can make it clear first. As long as it helps me with my revenge, I can show all the value I can use..."
Triss was obviously not satisfied with Angel's response, but she was aware of her current absolute disadvantage, so after hesitating for a moment, she agreed to share the information she had obtained.
At this moment, Angel felt that the "mirror double" left in the carriage was awakened. One of his eyes became dark, and his vision seemed to be split in two, one half becoming the double's vision. He happened to see Riback sitting opposite him and asked:
"Ms. Theresa, according to my summary, you'd better respond to four invitations today as soon as possible. You can consider turning down the others. Otherwise, your schedule next week will be very tight. You still have to attend three balls, a literary salon, a play, and the three originally scheduled masses..."
This dense schedule made her twitch her lips. She manipulated her "stand-in" to answer, "Tell me about those four people."
At the same time, on this side of the simple bedroom, she also spoke and asked Triss to provide a potion that could enable two-way communication. Unlike Laura's brewing method that completely blocked the connection between blood and body, Triss directly used hair to burn it with black flames, creating a charred sticky thing, and then handed it to her.
"I will contact you before taking action."
She maintained a certain respect throughout. Was it because she was truly afraid of death, or because she didn't want to die before her revenge was successful?
"I hope you are truly seeking revenge for that unfortunate prince, and not just using it as an excuse... Remember what you did in Tingen."
Angel took the charred sticky substance and spoke coldly, throwing the ball of "communication potion" into the mirror space in front of her. His figure quickly became blurred and then dissipated. He returned to the carriage that had left the North District through the mirror world, silently replacing the stand-in who kept nodding and commenting from time to time, ending the "dual-line operation".
It didn't take long, but it consumed a lot of spiritual energy. It seemed that the promotion to "Despair" was not enough for me to use this power for a long time.
But once he fully masters the potion, he might be able to control more "stand-ins" and even transfer power to them through the mirror world to fight...
As for Triss, she's committed a number of major crimes in Tingen, but she's still useful now. I can have her step on some minefields. Whether she uncovers something or is discovered by the true force responsible for the smog, I'll be able to obtain a lot of useful information... She probably knows her own value and won't be perfunctory. Besides, she hasn't lied about her feelings for Prince Edessak...
Summarizing what he had just learned, Angel pretended to yawn, causing Ribak, who was still reporting, to stop chattering so that his young lady could have a rest for a while.
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In the dilapidated apartment not far from Boklund Street, Triss was still staring at the place where Angel had just disappeared, her brows furrowed as she muttered:
"Are the rumors true? Is there really a faction within the cult that existed since the Fourth Epoch? But that witch of 'Despair' just now seemed familiar to me. She seemed to know me well too... Tingen City, could it be..."
She looked weak, but her eyes were extremely sharp and filled with doubt.
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