Chapter 786 Susie’s Psychological Hint
Judging from the attitude of the "Witch Sect" towards Triss and Triss's reaction after wearing the sapphire ring, it can be determined that this ring is very likely related to the "Original Witch", or even a kind of "seal" directly bestowed by Him to believers. Through the contact between the ring and Triss, the latter is gradually transformed into a "vessel of God's descent" that meets His needs.
During the heavy smog, the "Sky Mother" of the Goddess Church likely directly received the divine descent of the Goddess of Night, eliminating several key threats within Backlund. Regarding Ms. Panatia of Despair and Mr. A of the Aurora Society, "Her" threw them into the foggy town, leaving them to fend for themselves. At the same time, "Her" made it more difficult for Klein to steal the Antigonus notes as a test. However, toward Triss Chick, "Her" acted very restrained, merely taking the sapphire ring and letting her go.
After I put on the ring, I advanced to "Pain" through the direct swallowing ability with an almost negligible success rate. I also gained the ability to control the poisonous fog that spread across half the city and modify it to be harmless. This is definitely not something a Sequence 5 on the verge of losing control can do. There must be a special power involved...
Angel pondered and looked again at the unique sapphire ring in his hand. Compared to when it was worn on Triss's little finger, it no longer had that frightening evil aura.
If I put it on again now, maybe the "Original Witch" will descend directly into my body... she thought fearfully.
"'Him'...that woman is truly an angel. No wonder I had no desire to resist... And you said it was you who stopped the smog from spreading, causing them to fail?"
Triss caught the key point in Angel's words and immediately asked back.
Without waiting for an answer, she continued murmuring:
"...Compared to the witch cult's months of preparation, the smog certainly didn't last as long as expected. I was about to seek refuge in White Cliff Town, but the smog simply stopped... That was a large-scale ritual with the Witch of Despair at the core, coordinated by several Witches of Pain. And you were already Sequence 4 by then? It only took less than half a year?"
She really already knew that I was the one who encountered Tris in the underground market in Tingen Docks, otherwise she wouldn't have expressed such emotion... Angel chuckled secretly and shook his head.
"I wasn't even 'Suffering' back then. I only relied on this ring and the help of the gods to accomplish everything. The situation was dire and I had no choice."
As she spoke, she drew a crimson moon on her chest in front of the divine vessel of the "Original Witch", which made the latter look surprised and even distorted her face.
"……madness."
After a while, Triss squeezed out a word from the depths of her throat.
"It's foolish of you to speak to a Sequence 4 like that," Angel scoffed, ignoring Triss's slightly disturbed mood. "If you wear this ring again, will it speed up the progress of the 'Gift', or will you immediately become a puppet of the gods?"
"Neither. This ring is clearly powerless, and I have already surrendered to Him and received His mark. I no longer need the ring's assistance... Besides, with my current strength, I can only activate the ring's power for a few seconds before my spirit and flesh completely collapse. There's absolutely no chance of survival."
But I put on the ring for at least a minute at the level of "joy", but all I got was the loss of control and death that I had already experienced.
There's no doubt that the Goddess played a crucial role in this. She blocked the "Original Witch" from prying eyes and only let in the power I needed, allowing me to calm the deadly smog...
After confirming this, she threw the ring back into the mirrored space, glanced at Triss, who had a strange expression and melancholy eyes, and sighed.
"At least our current goals are still the same. You can continue to investigate Viscount Stratford. If you need my help, please contact me..."
After a pause, she continued:
"If you want to escape your current situation, I can try to pray to the goddess for help. Of course, your previous crimes are not included. You will still be judged and punished."
When she heard the first half of the sentence, a hint of surprise flashed across Triss's dark eyes, but the second half darkened her expression. She looked away with disdain and replied:
"I would rather die in the sweetness of revenge than spend my whole life in one of your dark cells."
The room was silent, with only her angry words echoing in it. Triss focused her eyes again and found that the Witch of Despair in front of her had disappeared at some point.
Looking around, Triss secretly lifted the curtain covering the window and looked out at the East District streets that looked a little gloomy under the crimson moonlight.
"……madness."
After a moment, she said the word again.
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On Sunday afternoon, Earl Hall's mansion was busy again. Baron Sindras, who had recently deepened his faith in the Lord of Storms and had become closer to the New Party, came to visit. Earl Hall and his eldest son, Hibbert Hall, jointly received this spokesperson who represented the interests of many emerging nobles and wealthy businessmen from various industries. After a brief greeting, they entered the reception room for a private conversation.
When the conversation reached a critical point, a large golden retriever taking a nap in the corner of the room was discovered by the Earl's personal servant and politely asked to leave the reception room.
It circled around the door a few times, left reluctantly, and walked briskly to Audrey Hall's study on the third floor of the villa. It found that the door that was supposed to be left open for it had been closed and the door was locked.
In the study, Audrey, kneeling on the spiritual wall, lowered her head, feeling the pressure of the misty illusory door above her. An angel with twelve pairs of flaming wings on its back emerged from the door. The shadow overlapped with Audrey's body, and the flaming wings tightly wrapped around her.
This time, she did not feel the burning and suffocating sensation she had felt when she was punished by Mr. Fool before. Instead, she felt a warmth and peace of mind that reached deep into her spirit.
Praise the fool… She murmured, looked up, and found an ancient notebook with a copper-green cover on the altar.
This was the "Lemanno's Travel Notes" that she had temporarily rented from the "Magician" Fors for 400 pounds.
After thanking the Fool again for his help, Audrey removed the spiritual wall and packed up the altar and sacrificial items such as candles and essential oils.
She knew that this would be noticed by the Beyonders belonging to the Goddess Church in the villa, but her parents already knew that she had become an Beyonder, so a certain amount of "extraordinary" behavior was reasonable. The key part was to use the spiritual wall to block prying eyes and prevent the church from discovering her connection with the "secret sect."
Gently flipping through the notes that recorded different extraordinary abilities, Audrey successfully found the "psychological suggestion" she had recorded on one of the parchment-like pages.
Great, this way I don’t need to record my abilities again… she thought excitedly.
At this moment, there was a slight knock on the door outside the study. Audrey opened the door suspiciously and found that it was her pet Susie knocking on the door.
The scene of a dog knocking on the door should be more terrifying than the count's daughter believing in a cult... She muttered and let Susie in.
"Audrey, I've been kicked out. I've been 'eavesdropping' on secret meetings too many times recently. Your father's servants have learned to find me in all kinds of corners and kick me out of the room."
The latter walked into the study and, seeing that there was no one else in the room, began to speak in human language with a hint of apology in his tone.
"It's okay, Susie. I can ask my brother about the details of the conversation later. It's not confidential. If I act coquettishly, he'll tell me."
Audrey affectionately stroked the golden retriever's head and learned the purpose of Baron Sindras's visit from its whispers.
"It's pretty much as I expected. After secretly joining the New Party, Baron Sindras is eager to prove his worth. He plans to coerce several members of the House of Lords who received their titles through donations and recently entered the House of Lords under the King's new policies into joining him in the New Party. As for the House of Commons, these wealthy businessmen have even more control over it...
"This may seem beneficial to the new party my father and brother belong to, but in the long run it will undoubtedly widen the rift between the two parties. Their differences always need an outlet, whether it's the replacement of officials, changes in government policies, or even foreign wars... Alas, I just hope it won't hurt too many innocent people..."
Audrey thought a little melancholy, looked up at the exquisite wall clock inlaid with purple gemstones that she had recently purchased, and found that it was almost time to leave, so she called Susie to her side.
"Susie, according to the plan, you're going to give me a 'psychological suggestion,'" Audrey said as she pulled out a palm-sized 'travel notebook' from her handbag. "I taught you this, right here on this page. Place your finger...your claw on it, and infuse your spirituality into it, and you'll be able to unleash your recording ability. This is, uh, pre-acting!"
Susie looked at her master helplessly, watching her spread out the notes to the parchment pages covered with deep and shallow lines, and put them on the ground. She herself sat upright, looking a little nervous.
It gently pressed its claws on the page containing "Psychological Suggestion," unleashing this extraordinary ability. It immediately realized the fundamental difference between the psychological suggestion of Sequence 6 "Hypnotist" and the abilities of its own psychiatrist.
If Sequence 7 relies on language to influence the target's mind, Sequence 6 enters the "manipulation" stage. The difference between the two is like building a building with bare hands and doing so with tools; the efficiency difference is like heaven and earth.
Looking at the nervous etheric and mental bodies of the master in front of her, Susie followed his instructions and gave the corresponding "hints":
"Audrey, for the next two hours, you will forget Hvin Rambis's true identity and all the preparations you've made for this. Just think of him as a royal advisor you meet occasionally."
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