Chapter 605 Encounters and Traps
When the crowd around was no longer dense, Angel directly emerged from the mirror. Her figure changed at the same time. Her long hair turned chestnut, and her facial features moved and squirmed. In the blink of an eye, she turned into an ordinary-looking young woman.
She straightened her casual dress, bought a ticket to the museum, and followed the crowd into the exhibition hall.
Since he didn't have to do anything himself today, Angel simply followed William Sykes and his female companion from a distance, stopping from time to time to look at the exhibits in the glass cabinets, read the detailed historical allusions, and wander through the thousand years of the Kingdom of Loen.
"Compared to the golden toilet in Emperor Roselle's exhibition, which 'represents the glory of human civilization,' this artifact, which embodies humanity's collective wisdom, is even more imbued with a profound sense of history..."
Angel glanced at a 500-year-old painting and commented with her surprisingly limited historical knowledge.
"I think some inventions or improvements that suddenly come to mind are much more important than the periodic repetition of history, such as the steam engine and the 'Patriotic Health Campaign'..."
A familiar voice came from behind her. The instant spiritual touch and the memory in her mind made her round cheeks twitch, and then she turned around.
Wearing a half-top hat and holding a cane under his arm, Dwayne Dantès, with his rather attractive features, was standing behind her with a modest smile on his face. Next to him was a thin man in his forties, who was probably his butler or valet.
"It's not gentlemanly behavior in Loen to strike up a conversation casually."
Angel raised his eyebrows, kept a distance from Klein, and spoke.
"Humility and maintaining social distance are virtues, but when discussing academic issues, sincerity and persistence are paramount." Klein adjusted his hat and bowed slightly. "I'm Dwayne Dantès, a businessman from Disi. What should I call you?"
He's still being so arrogant. Isn't he using this opportunity to establish his "personality"? Angel watched Klein's actions speechlessly, snorted softly, and replied:
"Call me Irene."
At the same time, she raised her right hand and casually placed three fingers on the lace edge of the dress's neckline.
Klein's smiling face froze for a moment, and he couldn't even say the next word.
Sure enough, he didn't even recognize me... Angel smiled secretly, brushed past him, and walked towards William Sykes.
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Watching "Eileen"'s receding figure, Klein took a while to recover from his embarrassment. He looked at the butler beside him, Walter. The latter's expression did not change at all, and his eyes were fixed forward, giving his employer enough face.
“Walter, the man who just left the showcase…the one with a female companion, do you know him?”
Discovering that the disguised Angel was secretly following the couple, Klein quickly found a topic and asked.
In fact, he was a little curious about the two people when he walked into the exhibition hall. The man was wearing expensive formal clothes and had a cane worth dozens of pounds, but he looked old, with dry and rough fingers and backs of his hands, as if he often did rough work. The woman seemed to be incompatible with him in appearance, and was most likely a mistress rather than a real partner.
The most important thing is that his butler saw the man from afar and showed obvious surprise.
"Yes, Mr. Dantès. I came into contact with him when I was working for my last employer, Viscount Conard. His name is William Sykes. He served Count Rustin, Prince Edsac Augustus. After the death of His Royal Highness, he became the butler of another Viscount... I'm just curious why I see him here."
In Loen, real estate titles are often referred to by fiefdom rather than surname. Rustin is the traditional territory of the royal family and was once owned by Edessak.
William Sykes, who once worked for Prince Edessac... Could he be the target that Angel mentioned in the letter, the one that Triss planned to contact?
Klein understood after listening to the butler's introduction. He wasn't worried about what problems Angel, the demigod, might encounter. He just felt that attacking William without being fully prepared would likely alert the royal faction behind him.
Of course, the risks are great, but the benefits are equally huge. As long as we get important clues from William, we can probably lock down the specific members of this royal faction. The three major churches that almost opposed the royal family during the smog will certainly not miss this opportunity to weaken the royal family and will definitely get to the bottom of it.
I'm a bit tempted to get involved myself, but before I get the Antigonus family notes, I'm not going to delve into the investigation of the Great Smog Incident. I'll just have to hand it over to Angel...
Klein sighed inwardly and decided to suppress his curiosity and worry, not getting too involved in Angel's goals. He nodded continuously as Walter continued to introduce himself, interrupting him at the right time and saying:
"I'm just a little curious. Come on, let's go to the 'Breaking of the Oath' exhibition hall."
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Mixed in the crowd, Angel followed William Sykes and his female companion to visit almost the entire museum and did not leave until almost noon.
I originally thought he was just showing off his interest in culture and art in front of his mistress, but I didn't expect that he was really visiting the exhibition and had done a deep study of Loen's history... Angel sighed, and after seeing William and Dwayne Dantès, played by Klein, "encountered" each other, he left the museum and went to the hotel across the street, checked in, and went into a suite on the third floor and fell silent.
Checking in at noon is probably not a good thing.
She chuckled secretly and was about to find a place to get into the mirror world and observe what William was doing in the room, when she suddenly felt some movement in an alley next to her.
There was no one in the alley, but my spiritual sense reminded me that it might be Triss hiding there.
Angel walked into the alley and saw Triss, who looked like a ghost in a black dress, leaning against the wall.
"I'm curious, did you enter the museum just to follow William Sykes? Why didn't you just wait at the door?"
Seeing her walk into the alley, Triss asked in a puzzled tone.
Her words were respectful to her superiors, but they sounded harsh to Angel, as if she was mocking her for spending two hours wandering aimlessly in the museum.
Taking a deep breath, she asked back:
"Are you planning to switch to the Hunter path at Sequence 4?"
"What?" Triss was a little surprised.
"'Witch' and 'Hunter' are interchangeable upon reaching Sequence 4. Furthermore... a Hunter's Sequence 4 will forcibly transform a person into a male."
Angel said softly, enjoying Triss's look of doubt, shock, and despair.
"I...ha, if it was half a year ago, I would have agreed without hesitation, but now, there is no chance."
Various expressions flashed by one by one, and what finally remained on Triss's face was determination and a hint of sadness.
No chance, does it mean that after accepting the gift of the "Original Witch", she cannot switch to the adjacent path, or does it mean that she has stopped worrying about her identity and gender issues?
Angel felt like his sarcasm was hitting cotton. He opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. After a moment, he changed the subject and continued:
"William is on the third floor of the hotel next door. He went in with his mistress. When are you going to make your move?"
"Wait a little longer. After his mistress leaves, I'll go in and take care of him myself. You, just stay nearby and deal with any other Beyonders that might appear."
You don't have to maintain superficial respect... Angel always felt that the hunter path had missed a good seedling again. She nodded, touched the glass window beside the alley directly, entered the "mirror world", and walked along the complex and dark passage to the third floor of the hotel. She stopped in the decorative mirror in the corridor and observed the scene inside.
About half an hour later, the young mistress, fixing her messy hair, opened the door and quickly left the hotel. William Sykes ordered room service, which brought in a bottle of red wine, and there was no other movement.
After a moment, Angel saw Triss walking slowly from the side of the corridor. Compared with before, she not only put on light makeup, but also slightly pulled up her black skirt, revealing her smooth and white calves. Coupled with the "witch" charm she fully exuded, Angel in the mirror couldn't take his eyes off her.
It was hard to imagine that she was still a shy, childish man in Tingen City... Angel stared in amazement as Triss knocked on William's door, pretended to be a lady who accidentally walked into the wrong room, and after a little sweet talk as an "instigator", she followed him into the room.
Ah, seduction?
She hesitated in the mirror world, wondering whether to give the two of them some time, but soon felt that it was unnecessary, so she came into the room through the passage in the mirror and looked out from the full-length mirror in the bedroom. As expected, she found William and Triss walking into the room in ambiguous postures.
Even for extraordinary people, it is difficult to resist the power of a witch if they are caught off guard, let alone a witch like Triss who is willing to accept the gift of the "Original Witch" for revenge.
William casually took off his coat and handed it to Triss. After a little "resistance", he was pushed down on the soft big bed. The bed was a little messy, obviously someone had "fought" on it not long ago, but William, whose interest was aroused, was still full of fighting spirit, and his face was flushed with excitement.
"Tonight, how about we go to the Intis restaurant in the West District? After enjoying a big meal, it's also good..."
“…I can eat you.”
Suddenly, William, who was speaking irrelevant love words, became cold in tone, and the chaotic aura on his body was swept away, turning into an extremely majestic aura that made people want to kneel down and surrender.
At the same time, clusters of golden flames appeared around him, flowing densely in the room, burning the silk threads that had surrounded him invisibly.
Triss's face changed drastically, and she jumped up from William without hesitation, as if she wanted to stay away from the flames containing a sacred aura, to create some distance and regroup. However, she turned an angle as if she was dizzy, and leaned back against William Sykes, who had stood up from the bed with his fists clenched.
The latter snorted softly and threw a punch, breaking countless re-gathered silk threads, piercing through the ice that Triss had hastily condensed, and smashing her heavily against the wall.
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