Chapter 866 Invited Again
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Angel subconsciously wanted to go into the mirror world and replace herself with the mirror double left behind, but she immediately realized that the invisible silk thread was only attacking the "snake hair" extending outward from her head, and did not hurt her body, so after hesitating for a moment, she stood there without moving.
Then, the extremely sharp spider silk that was formed after the fusion of the abilities of "Witch" and "Hunter" passed through the end of the snake hair. There was no blood, no flame, and the black "snake hair" with a snake head at the end, as thick as a finger, broke away from Angel's head and curled up into a ball before it hit the ground. It was carefully caught by the "Man in the Mirror".
An illusory sound like a hard object being broken was heard, and severe pain entered Angel's brain, like the throbbing pain caused by spiritual exhaustion, mixed with a stabbing pain like a knife cutting, which made her unable to help but groan.
Fortunately, the pain came and went quickly. Apart from making her face a little distorted, there was only some numbness left. She touched the place where the snake's hair was cut off, and was surprised to find that another poisonous snake had filled the place of the cut snake, floating and swaying in the air again.
"They are essentially formed from your spirituality and Beyonder characteristics. As long as you still have physical strength and spirituality, they will regenerate quickly. The Beyonder characteristics in the severed snake hair will be quickly recycled by the body, leaving only the 'material' with personality... This is the base material for you to create advanced talismans in place of the 'Time Worm'."
The Man in the Mirror held out the snake hair, which gradually became smaller and eventually curled up in his palm to about the same size as the Worm of Time, and explained softly.
But I always feel that killing a "snake hair" has caused considerable damage to my spirit and mind... I still have to try my best to avoid damaging them during the battle, otherwise it will easily cause loss of control.
Angel thought about it and no longer maintained this incomplete form of a mythical creature. The thick hair on the back of her head quickly turned back into long light golden hair, hanging loosely on the back of her head, making her originally dignified appearance mixed with a hint of madness.
Of course, this change in temperament is also one of the abilities of "immortality". The expression of calmness yet imbued with emotions about to burst out made the "person in the mirror" stunned for a moment. After a moment, he chuckled and continued:
"You can make this material at any time, but don't cut off too much snake hair at once. This will damage the spirit and even cause instability in its power. Especially outside of the 'City of Disaster,' an incomplete mythical creature's form itself is a huge risk."
"I'll be careful... From now on, you can just cut off my snake hair here. That's the safest way."
Angel replied, squeezing the gradually stiffening snake between his fingers, as if it had not been a part of his body a minute ago.
The "man in the mirror" looked at Angel in surprise, with inexplicable emotions flashing in his purple eyes.
Then she took a step forward and hugged Angel tightly with both hands. When Angel closed his eyes and enjoyed the warm touch of her body, she said in a naughty tone:
"Of course, after all, I'm the only one you can trust..."
The corners of her mouth curled up again.
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Friday, August 26th.
At Angel's instruction, the two chefs at home took great pains to prepare a sumptuous Intis meal, allowing her, whose resume and actual experience were closely connected with that artistic country, to enjoy a delicious meal.
Although the food on this table was worth dozens of pounds, and she had opened a bottle of Misty Champagne that cost nearly a hundred pounds, Angel's current savings exceeded 20,000 pounds, and she also had a "legacy of Baroness Langdon" worth a full 100,000 pounds, which would be given to her as soon as the Goddess Church completed the handover of assets. She no longer cared much about such expenses that were consistent with her status.
Of course, the delicious Olavin lobster, Tilis steak and the attractive and fragrant Misty Champagne did allow her to experience the true luxury life.
Although my need for food has decreased since my advancement to Sequence 3, I still have to maintain my image in front of others. Otherwise, the servants will think there's financial trouble at home, and word will quickly spread throughout the social circle... She muttered, downing the golden champagne in her glass with fine, mist-like bubbles. Just as she was about to take a lazy nap, she saw the butler, Li Buck, enter the dining room and approach her.
"Miss Theresa, Miss Audrey Hall's servant just came and asked you to go to the office of the Loen Charity Student Aid Fund this afternoon. She has something important to discuss with you."
"Justice" Audrey? If she really had an urgent matter, she could have sent it through Mr. Fool. It seemed like this was an "urgent matter" only for ordinary people... Angel thought about it and nodded in agreement.
She has been busy with promotions and affairs at sea recently, and has personally directed the improvement of the cola formula at the Black Bear Cannery. It has been a while since she went to the scholarship fund to participate in the operations there.
I heard that the first batch of approved donations benefited top students from church schools in the East District, including the two sisters Sherman saved. I hope they can successfully complete their studies and change the fate of themselves and their families...
With this hope in mind, Angel took a carriage to Pacefield Street in the North District and got off at the intersection not far from St. Samuel's Church.
Today, she wore only a cheap dress and a wide-brimmed hat with a black veil. Due to the escalating negative effects of the "Rose Necklace," she didn't even wear any jewelry. She only wore the yellow crystal pendant and the "Secret Holy Emblem" on her wrist, which she never took off. When she walked into the door of the "Loen Charity Student Aid Fund," no staff member even recognized this young lady who had recently become quite famous in Backlund's upper social circles.
Arriving at the door of Audrey's office on the second floor, Angel was about to knock when the door opened from the inside. A staff member came out holding a stack of documents, not forgetting to turn around and say:
"Thank you for your help, Miss Audrey."
But in Angel's eyes, the person sitting at the desk behind the door was not the blonde Audrey, whose appearance was no less than that of a high-ranking witch, but a big golden retriever dog!
Can the audience now disguise themselves as a dog... Angel's pupils shrank slightly, flashing a dim light. He immediately observed from various angles through the ubiquitous mirrors and confirmed that the dog was Susie, the "psychologist" who accompanied Audrey, and not some audience with a bad taste.
But it wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on its protruding nose, its front paws resting on the edge of the table, and answered in fluent Loenese:
"You are welcome."
After the staff member who mistook the dog for Audrey left, Angel walked into the office, closed the door, and approached Susie, who was sitting upright, and asked with a frown:
"Where's your young lady? Why are you working for her today?"
She had used mirror divination to confirm that Audrey was not in the building.
"Audrey has to go back to Queens, but she's worried you won't be able to find her when you get here, so she asked me to wait here."
Susie replied softly, her tone no different from that of a human.
Even in front of acquaintances, it still maintains the sitting posture imitating humans, and even its glasses are not crooked at all.
No wonder the staff mistook it for Audrey. It seemed that she had done some "hypnosis" before leaving... Angel thought about it and sat on the sofa beside him, waiting for the other party to come back.
About half an hour later, a slender figure quietly walked into the office building of the student aid fund. She moved lightly through the crowds of people coming in and out, but no one paid her any attention, and some even subconsciously stopped or turned away to make way for her.
Most of their eyes passed directly over the girl, and those that occasionally stopped to look at her did not focus on her, as if they were in different worlds.
This is the power of "psychological invisibility"!
Audrey walked briskly to her office, pushed open the half-open door, and as expected, saw Miss "Queen" sitting on the sofa.
"Don't let Susie pretend to be you next time. Look, she's getting a little nervous and starting to stick out her tongue."
Angel's eyes immediately locked onto Audrey, who was still in "psychological invisibility," and he pointed at Susie, who was lying on the table beside him.
"That's because it has a high-ranking Beyonder like you by its side. It usually does a good job..." Audrey chuckled, disabling her Psychological Invisibility, and appeared before Susie. "How did you find me?"
"All the nearby glass, mirrors, and even puddles on the ground are my eyes. Unless you are deliberately deceiving these 'observers', I can easily spot you."
That's too difficult... The difficulty of "psychological invisibility" is proportional to the number of observers around. If I consider that every mirror is an "observer", then even if I advance to Sequence 5, I won't be able to achieve true "invisibility"... Audrey puffed her lips, thinking somewhat frustratedly.
But considering the three levels of difference between herself and the "Queen", Audrey quickly felt relieved. She no longer dwelled on the confrontation between the "audience" and the "witch", but quickly explained the reason for inviting Angel here today:
Stephen Hampres invited Audrey to attend his academic salon this evening.
This was equivalent to an invitation from Hvin Rambis, a royal advisor, a member of the Psychological Alchemist Society's jury, and a "manipulator." Christine Theresa, who had also received a "hint," would inevitably request to go along.
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As the light of sunset was about to fade away on the street, Angel and Audrey arrived at the Hampres's house. This time, they did not bring Susie with them, but left her to rest in the office of the student aid fund. In this way, the two of them prayed devoutly to Mr. Fool in the carriage and obtained his angel's blessing to resist the demigod "audience"'s manipulation of their memories and thoughts.
After spending a short time in the noisy salon, Audrey was invited to the living room at the back before Angel. Angel listened to psychology enthusiasts from different classes and industries discussing topics that were both simple and profound, and endured their subtle observations.
Her own eyes occasionally gleamed as she used the mirror in the living room to listen in on another conversation: the one between Hvin Rambis and Audrey.
After advancing to Sequence 3, she was able to better utilize the mirror world and no longer had to worry about alerting the "manipulator" with these actions, unless the other party also advanced to Sequence 3 in a short period of time, or possessed a magical item that could counter divination and prophecy.
A moment later, Audrey pretended to forget everything at the hint of ending the conversation and slowly left the living room. Angel, at the invitation of the salon organizer Hampres, passed by Audrey who had returned to the salon and entered the same living room.
In the "hint" of their last meeting, Angel was asked to forget everything about her meeting with Hvin Rambis unless she saw the "manipulator" again. So when the old man in a shirt, vest, and blue-gray trousers appeared in front of her, Angel's eyes widened in surprise.
Panic and confusion flashed in her eyes, and then she suddenly realized and regained her lost memories.
"Please sit down, Miss Christine. I believe you remember our conversation." Hvin Rambis remained as elegant as ever, his eyes deep and his words soft. "Let's discuss your next 'mission'."
Deep in Angel's ocean of consciousness, another Hvin Rambis floated up from the separated sea surface and landed on the island of consciousness belonging to Angel.
He had his hands in his trouser pockets, his eyes were sharp and his expression was sinister. He was completely different from the elegant old man "outside".
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