Mystery: Mr. Witch and Ms. Hunter

Chapter 10 The end?

"Doomsday prophecy"? Altaïr frowned slightly.

"I have indeed heard of similar things. However, in my impression, those rumors were mostly spread by those crazy people in the Aurora Society. Although their teachings are easy to accept for the poor people in the East District who are eager to be saved, in fact, it is difficult to stand up to scrutiny."

Altaïr answered cautiously. Unable to determine Miss Pride's attitude, he wisely kept silent.

"Indeed, most of the members of the Aurora Society are crazy, and most of what they say cannot be believed." Audrey Hall nodded slightly, but then she changed the subject:
"But the doomsday prophecy they spoke of is true."

"You were born in a slum. Although you have accumulated a certain knowledge base, you still lack a lot of introductory knowledge of the occult. Our world has a complete cycle as a year, which is 25920 years. A year is divided into 12 months, each of which is 2160 years. The end of each month is the end of the world. However, the reason for the end is not the advent of the true creator as the Aurora Society said, but something even more terrifying."

"Is there anything more terrifying than the coming of an evil god?" Altaïr was a little unable to accept it. After all, he was only a Sequence 8, and this kind of question was too heavy for him.

"You will gradually learn about these things in the future. Read this book first when you return. Next Monday at 3 pm, recite the honorable name in the note I gave you, and we will help you see this world clearly."

Audrey's figure gradually became illusory, as if she had melted into the transparent air. With an illusory roar, the spiritual wall she had set up shattered, leaving behind a brisk exhortation in the air.

"Remember not to lose this book... This is the first edition of the Holy Scripture of the Church of Fools. There are many interesting things in it."

Altaïr stood there in a daze, staring at the holy book in his hand. However, his thoughts were quickly brought back to reality, because there was an important problem to be solved outside. Although the assassination of Venata was just a mission he accepted, and there was no precedent for cooperating with the mission target after the mission was terminated, but when he recalled the faint taste of blood in his mouth, Altaïr wanted to dig a hole and bury himself.

After picking up the Blood-Tearer from the ground, Altaïr took a deep breath and pushed open the door. The side outside the door was empty, without any sign of Vinata. Altaïr looked around and found Vinata in front of a broken flower pot by the wall. She was leaning against the wall, looking at the broken porcelain flower pot in a daze. After a while, she squatted down and began to pick up the broken porcelain pieces scattered on the ground.

"I'm sorry, Miss Venata."

Altaïr walked over to Venata and whispered. Venata looked up at him, then lowered her head to continue cleaning up the remains of the agapanthus.

"This is an assassination mission... You must have received many similar missions, right?"

Venata remained silent.

"These are compensation for the broken furniture. If you want to come to see me in the future, you can come to No. 17 Rose Street. As compensation, I can take on a commission from you for free in the future."

Altaïr sighed, squatted down, took out a handful of pounds of change from his pocket and placed it next to Venata, then turned and prepared to leave.

After walking a few steps, he heard the sound of hurried footsteps coming from behind. Altaïr looked back and saw Venata walking towards him with a blank expression. Because she had been punched in the eye during the fight, tears were still flowing from her eyes.

With a crisp "slap" sound, Vinata used all her strength and slapped Altaïr hard on the face. Altaïr saw stars and felt dizzy. He finally managed to stand still.

"This slap is because you broke my agapanthus," Venata said word by word, "Do you have any objection?"

Altaïr chuckled to himself and shook his head.

"Well, I'm going to sleep now, please leave." Vinata pointed to the intersection in the distance, and the anger in her words seemed to overflow.

Altaïr nodded, pulled his coat tighter around him, and walked out into the night.

This action was too reckless... Altaïr limped along the road, his steps unsteady. His left arm had just blocked more than one of Venata's heavy blows and was now numb. His arm was swollen even through his clothes and his face was covered in bruises. If he met a patrolman, he would most likely be arrested and questioned.

Another negative effect of Eutyles's paradox ring is that it makes the user reckless from time to time. Because of a moment's thought when leaving the venue just now, Altaïr chose to teleport directly to an unfamiliar place for reconnaissance. Looking back now, this fight was really unnecessary. Altaïr couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

This time I lost a lot... I didn't get the reward, and I was beaten black and blue. Her fighting ability is really strong. She can suppress me who uses the Ring of Otilus and the Blood-Eating Dagger. And... Damn it! According to Gagran's intelligence, she is only Sequence 9! Altaïr kicked the stones on the road in annoyance.

In the final analysis, my Sequence is too low. When I use the Paradox Ring and the Blood-Eviscerating Dagger, which are equivalent to Sequence 6 at the same time, my spiritual power can't bear it for long. I just fought fiercely for only one minute, used the power of the ring three times and the additional effect of the dagger for one minute, and almost drained my spiritual power. If I were still just an "Assassin", I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to last even a minute... Altaïr analyzed calmly.

Afterwards, he called a two-wheeled carriage and used his ability as an instigator to convince the driver to ignore his suspicious injuries and return to his two-story house on Rose Street.

Dragging his exhausted body, Altaïr collapsed on the sofa. He had just insisted on treating his wounds, but after a night of tossing and turning, his body was now completely exhausted. In fact, he wanted to fall asleep right now, but due to the exhaustion of his spiritual energy, his mind was in a state of confusion and he could not fall asleep at all.

I have to do something to kill time... Altaïr forced himself to think about what else he could do.

Oh, and Miss Pride gave me some church bible!

Altaïr pulled the book from his pocket. The book was covered in thick leather, and it was obvious that the creator had intended it to be a pocket-sized version, but for some reason it was made to be the same size as a menu in a Roselle-style restaurant, so Altaïr could only put it in the largest pocket of his coat.

Turning to a page at random, Altaïr recited softly by the light of the kerosene lamp:

"My Lord calls Himself 'The Fool' in the past, present, and future."

"He is the great ruler who controls the spirit world, the yellow and black king who controls good luck, and the beacon for every living being to pursue eternity..."

It sounds like a very high status, almost the same as the descriptions of the true gods... But that's normal. Miss "Arrogant" is a demigod herself, so how could she believe in those false gods of the southern continent? Altaïr suppressed his fear and continued to look down.

"Our Lord resides above the spiritual world and reality, His mercy fills the heavens and the earth, and there are six angels standing beside His throne..."

"The 'Mercury Angel' is the embodiment of fate and the angel most favored by my Lord; the 'Angel of Death' is the one who has followed my Lord the longest and is the archon of the underworld; the 'Angel of Salvation' is the horn of my Lord and the messenger of His oracles; the 'Angel of Life' is the crystallization of wisdom and the indelible spirituality in everyone's body..."

It's amazing that there are so many angels serving...Altaïr turned the page and continued reading with some curiosity.

"Beside the throne of the Lord there is also the 'Angel of Punishment'. He is the thunder of the Lord, the wrath of the Lord, the palm of the Lord, and the judge and executioner of all the unclean and fallen."

It sounded like the Church of the Storm... This "Fool" actually had angels of the Storm Path? Altaïr turned his gaze to the last line of the part about angels.

"...The opposite of the 'Angel of Punishment' is the 'Angel of Time'. He is the king of the ancient times. He finally submitted to our Lord and rang the bell of heaven for him..."

awesome.

Altaïr thought to himself. Then he felt a deep sleep coming from deep within his spirit, and soon he fell asleep on the sofa, the holy book sliding to the side.

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In a cheap hotel in the East End, Audrey is praying her daily prayer to the "Fool".

"Mr. Fool, just as I said in my prayer yesterday, I have handed your holy book to the newcomer."

"I don't know if this is the right thing to do, so I pray to you for your guidance."

This kind of prayer has been going on for a long time. Ever since Mr. Fool fell asleep, Audrey has been praying every day, hoping that this will be of some help in waking up Mr. Fool. However, Mr. Fool has not responded to her.

Looks like there's nothing to gain today... Audrey thought a little frustrated.

No, cheer up Audrey, Mr. Fool is facing a problem that is higher than the level of the True God. How can you be discouraged by this setback? Audrey encouraged herself in her heart.

However, at this moment, the wonderful feeling she had the first time she was pulled into the gray fog by the Fool came over her again. Audrey seemed to have illusory crimson stars flashing in front of her eyes, and she couldn't help but close her eyes. After the light faded, Audrey was surprised to find that there was a copy of the Fool's holy book in front of her, which looked like the version that Mr. Sun and his team had revised later.

Mr. Fool actually responded! Audrey was filled with surprise. It seemed that Mr. Fool's previous suggestion that we spread his name was indeed effective! After thinking about it, she decided to continue to spread the teachings of the Fool to Altaïr.

(End of this chapter)