Chapter 734: A Single Move Affects the Whole Body
"How strong is Hampres? Is it possible that he is also a demigod?"
After mentally processing Stephen Hampress and Hvin Rambis in various ways, Angel asked.
Audrey seemed to have anticipated such a question and answered immediately without hesitation:
"Unlikely. He claims to be a 'psychiatrist,' and I believe he's only at that level. Otherwise, he should have been able to detect Ms. D, who was disguised as Eslant that day. His subsequent sadness and anger didn't seem fake, so it's unlikely that he was colluding with the Aurora Society."
"So, dealing with him shouldn't be too difficult. The only difficulty lies with his 'manipulator,' Hvin Rambis. This demigod is only a member of the Psychological Alchemist Association's jury. We don't know if he has any colleagues or superiors in Backlund..."
Angel murmured, feeling that this Hampres was exposed too easily, causing her to wonder if this "audience" who had just entered the middle sequence was a bait put out by the Psychological Alchemy Society.
Judging by how Baron Sindras and Audrey were targeted, Hvin Rambis liked to hide behind Hampres to influence his targets, and there was a high possibility that he used him as a shield or bait... Moreover, Hampres must have some kind of suggestive method, such as regular contact and immediate warning when something happened. If he was killed, Hvin would immediately find out.
Of course, Angel could also directly attack the demigod. After all, Hvin Rambis was a royal advisor with a public identity. Even Audrey knew where he lived.
But this is even more suspicious. Is there a hidden power behind him, or is he protected by royal power?
Thinking of this, Angel found that without thorough preparation, it would be difficult for her to directly deal with the exposed members of the Psychological Alchemist Society.
As expected of a secret organization with over a hundred years of history, even if my identity is exposed, it would be difficult to shake them... Of course, I can report it to the church, but I lack the necessary evidence. Unless I expose Audrey's Beyonder identity, it might even implicate Mr. Fool... Angel sighed regretfully, and another doubt came to his mind:
Why would Hvin Rambis risk being exposed to harm Baron Syndras and use Audrey to find out information about "Christine Theresa"?
As a demigod of the "audience", he could easily make secret arrangements and achieve everything in a more covert way. Angel could use the "mirror world" to break through psychological invisibility and discover the "audience" beside him, but Hwin could investigate other people she had contacted, steal documents, and even go to Trier to expose those fabricated identities, instead of being easily discovered by Audrey and Angel like now.
"I think he may have two purposes..."
After hearing Angel's doubts, Audrey frowned, causing a few shallow wrinkles to appear on her smooth forehead, and answered carefully:
"First, this hypnosis and suggestion came after I contacted Hampres, hoping to delve deeper into the Psychological Alchemy Society. Perhaps it was a test and examination of me. Secondly, after Baron Sindras's misfortune, he became a devout believer in the Church of Storms. Furthermore, through reconciliation with my brother Hibbert and Lady Mary, he joined the New Party. This has dealt a blow to the Conservative Party, restoring a balance of power between the two factions in the current kingdom's political landscape... I suspect this was a request from the royal family."
"You mean, Hvin Rambis acted so radically because of a certain order? At the same time, he was protected by the forces behind him, so he wasn't afraid of being exposed?"
Angel felt that he understood a little and asked back.
"This is just my speculation. If it's true, then Hampres will contact me again soon to ask about my 'progress'..."
By that time, Audrey would either reveal some of the information or reveal that she had already broken the "hypnosis"... Angel added in his mind, and suddenly had an idea:
"If he asks about the intelligence you found, you can do this..."
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In the West End, on a carriage next to the Kingdom Theatre.
Sherman, with her long brown hair neatly tied back and light makeup on her face, was checking her clothes and making final preparations.
She was wearing an old-fashioned long dress today, conservatively covering every inch of her skin below the neck. On her head was a wide-brimmed hat that was popular for women last year. A thin black veil draped from the front added a touch of hazy beauty to her appearance.
This outfit turned her, who was once considered a beauty, into an outdated woman who couldn't keep up with Backlund's fashion. As soon as she walked on the street, she would be lost in the crowd, losing her greatest advantage as a "witch".
But the black-haired woman sitting opposite her nodded with satisfaction:
"That's it. As long as you appear in front of that guy, you will definitely attract his attention."
As she spoke, she turned her head to look out the carriage window, revealing a beautiful face. A hint of melancholy flashed in her black pupils, and her black hair swayed casually in front of her chest. The charm she exuded inadvertently stunned Sherman.
I feel like you appearing outside will attract everyone's attention... She muttered, straightened her dress, took a deep breath and said:
"I'm ready."
"Remember, don't approach Viscount Stratford. Your mission today is to buy a ticket for the recently released 'Beauty and the Werewolf' stage play, watch it carefully, and then leave... Of course, you will 'run into' him before you leave and be politely asked for your name. Just tell him the truth and don't reveal any more information. Just say you're looking forward to the new play next Saturday."
Triss, who had black hair, black eyes and was wearing a black dress, gave instructions and helped Sherman adjust the black veil on the brim of her hat.
"Are you so sure I can get his attention?"
Hearing Sherman's question, Triss chuckled and replied:
"Of course, he was widowed in middle age and never remarried. He may seem aloof from women, but in reality, he's been suffering from a deep loneliness. Furthermore, due to family reasons, he dislikes those flamboyant women in social circles and instead prefers younger women of a much higher social status. Haha, I think this is a form of compensatory psychology, perhaps stemming from some lack of experience in his youth..."
"You're dressed like this, so it's certainly difficult for ordinary people to discover your true appearance. But as a Beyonder, Stratford can easily see through it. He'll think he's found a rough diamond, and he can play with it as he pleases. Well, it's not quite right to say you think you're a diamond. You're truly inexperienced right now..."
Having said that, Triss glanced out the window again and suddenly realized:
"The time is almost up. You must go in first. You can't create any coincidences that can be noticed by him or the people who are secretly monitoring and protecting him. Remember my words, don't take the initiative to approach him, understand?"
Sherman nodded, picked up the handbag beside her, stood up, and prepared to leave the carriage.
"By the way," Triss stopped her before parting, as if she had thought of something. "Be careful, don't get too involved. This is just a mission."
"Of course, what else could it be..."
Sherman looked at Triss doubtfully, muttered, opened the door and walked out, waving her hand as if saying goodbye to her close friend, and then walked into the main entrance of the theater.
"Oh……"
Looking at her back, Triss laughed again.
But there was worry and nostalgia in her eyes, but no smile.
At the other end of the street, a luxurious carriage slowly approached. It was inlaid with a coat of arms consisting of a flower and two rings. It belonged to Viscount Stratford, the captain of the palace guards of the Kingdom of Loen.
It parked steadily at the entrance of the Kingdom Grand Theatre. A tall figure walked into the theatre under the protection of several bodyguards, attracting the gazes of the surrounding people.
The man wearing a wig, with hard facial lines and meticulously groomed clothes, sent away the eager waiter and was about to turn towards the luxurious box when his eyes suddenly stopped among a group of people queuing for tickets and fell on a woman dressed in an old-fashioned way with a black veil covering her face.
After a moment, he whispered a few words to the bodyguard beside him and walked into his box.
All this fell into the eyes of Hugh Dilcha, who had been waiting in a corner of the theater hall.
He brought so many bodyguards with him when he went out, and there were other Beyonders secretly following him. He himself seemed to be on guard against something happening... Who exactly wanted to harm Viscount Stratford?
Xio thought secretly, feeling a little anxious. She had been following the Viscount intermittently for more than half a month and had accumulated a lot of merits for this. However, the boring surveillance also made her quite bored, and she kept having the idea of "giving up the mission when she had enough merits."
But by following him, maybe she could find out the truth about her father's murder... She sighed and watched Stratford walk into the luxury box. She knew she couldn't follow him in, so she could only look at the woman who had just queued up to buy a ticket.
The sheriff's keenness had already enabled Xio to notice where the Viscount's gaze rested, and noticed the woman who was hiding herself.
In seconds, she recognized the other person's identity by his gait and subtle movements.
Sherman, no, Sherman?
Quinn was stunned.
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East Balam, Gurain Castle.
After washing off the dust and fatigue, Klein walked out of the bathroom refreshed. His newly acquired secret doll stood in a corner of the suite's living room, eyes downcast, not daring to look at its master.
Well, this "Winner" marionette is great in every way, except that due to its "monster" pathway, it can't directly see my "specialness," just like the boatswain on the "Redhead." If I were to join the battle, I'm afraid it would be a bit troublesome...
Looking at Enzo, who was originally a member of the "Rose School" but fell into the trap while being hunted by the "Nighthawks" and came to him to become the first chosen secret doll, Klein chuckled and began to formulate a plan to find the next secret doll.
"Let's use the old method. I'll try divination to see if there's anyone who's guilty of many crimes willing to 'voluntarily' become my secret puppet. It's best if they're a bit strong, but not too strong, or I won't be able to defeat them..."
He muttered to himself as he took four steps backwards in front of his marionette, arriving at the foggy palace belonging to The Fool. He sat upright in a high-backed chair, and was about to eliminate any interference and use divination to find a new marionette when he suddenly noticed that the star belonging to The Magician was flashing.
A moment later, a smile appeared on his face after receiving the other party's prayer message.
"Finally, I have the coordinates of Calderon City..."
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