Mystery: Mr. Witch and Ms. Hunter

Chapter 153: The Revamped Lingzhi Society
"I'm sorry, I don't think I understand you. What kind of opportunity do you need?"

Audrey frowned. She was already a leader in economics and sociology among the people present, but she still couldn't keep up with Adele's jumping thoughts.

"Let me put it this way. On the way to Constanton City to take the boat to Feysac, I saw a desolate scene. Since the war, the original trade with Feysac has been almost completely cut off. The people at the bottom are looking forward to resuming the relevant import and export trade to ease the economic pressure on the two countries."

“I hope you can use your status to promote similar bills. At that time, as the only fleet operating in the Port of Constantin, we can further expand our influence, and you can also hand over the relevant work to us, so that we have a legal umbrella for protection.”

Adele then concluded: "When the Gnosis Society only had a few people, the official Beyonders could naturally drive us away at will, and take us underground to prevent us from developing; but when the Gnosis Society was responsible for an important channel of trade between the two countries, providing tens of thousands of jobs, and every move involved the lifeblood of countless people in Loen and even Feysac, even the official Beyonders did not dare to act rashly."

Everyone in the Tarot Club looked at each other. After a long time, Cattleya slowly spoke.

"It's indeed a genius idea, even though it sounds crazy. But I still don't understand one thing." She turned the ring on her hand, "We have tried our best to help the subordinate organizations of the Witch Cult to be in high positions, but it seems that it has not benefited the Tarot Club."

Adele laughed softly. After that, she waved her hand and said, "Ms. Hermit, there are less than fifty Beyonders in Feysac's Spiritual Knowledge Society, and there are only five Sequence 7s among them. The source is almost cut off."

"Since the Gnosis Society can be a disguise of the Witch Cult, why can't it be a disguise of the Tarot Society?"

……

Everyone present once again fell into deep thought. But soon, Miss Justice understood the key point.

"Do you know what you are doing?" Audrey asked seriously. "If you are exposed, the witch sect will not be the only one that will be hit."

"Will there be any good results if I am exposed now?" Adele spread her hands helplessly, "Times are changing... If ordinary people like me don't run faster, what did Emperor Roselle say? Just wait to be crushed by the wheels of history."

"To be honest, you are more knowledgeable than I thought." Audrey paused, "I hope your ability to act is just as good. I will wait for you at Indo Port with Sun, and use my extraordinary abilities to help you fill the loopholes in this plan. After you completely control the fleet, notify me through the gray fog. I will find a way to influence my father's decision and take charge of the relevant projects."

"Thank you for your understanding."

Adele bowed deeply and sat back down gracefully.

"I've always been curious. You don't seem to have been to college. Where do you know all this political knowledge?"

Leonard asked Adele curiously.

"Maybe it's just because I read a few more articles by Emperor Roselle."

……

On the other side, outside Backlund.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense to me and go!"

Gagran scolded as she waved her pipe impatiently and drove the dispirited witches into the black door she had opened.

"But is it okay for you to stay alone?"

A witch timidly asked her landlady, but was immediately hit on the head by Geglan's pipe.

“Why are you talking so much nonsense… If you were half as smart as Adele, you wouldn’t have been captured by the Church of Evernight. If you don’t want to go underground to research the Sealed Artifacts, get out of here, so I don’t get upset when I see you. After you leave Backlund, find a way to find Adele in Feysac. We can’t stay in Backlund anymore.”

Gegelan scolded him angrily. Seeing this, the others didn't dare to say anything more, and they all stepped through the huge spiritual door and left.

Almost at the moment when the last witch left, the power of darkness shone into the space where Gagran was, exposing the originally closed environment. Although the spiritual gate just now sent the witches out, the connection with the spirit world also exposed Gagran's location, allowing the Nighthawks led by Archbishop Saint Anthony of Backlund to catch up.

"I suggest you surrender."

There was a hint of anger in Anthony's voice. Although he had always had a calm temper, ever since Gaglan had somehow managed to break into the basement of St. Samuel's Church last night and rescued those witches, she had been in circles with the Night Watchmen for almost a day.

After all, after knowing that the other party is a witch, the Night Watchmen must carefully check every place she passes by to prevent her from leaving infectious diseases.

"I've said it so many times. This incident has nothing to do with us. I just need to rescue those children. But you chased me for a whole day..."

Geglan felt that the connection between this place and the spirit world was completely cut off, and the other party had already countered her ability. So she simply stopped running and found a rock to sit down and smoke slowly.

"As the Archbishop of Backlund, don't you have anything more important to do than chasing women?"

Geglan said this to Anthony half-jokingly, making the other's usually calm face turn blue and white with anger.

"Prepare for action."

Anthony calmed down a little. Although the opponent seemed to be a demigod, for some reason, he did not use the signature ability of the Witch of Despair, but instead used the black magic of communicating with the spirit world to deal with them.

"I've already told you to find something more important to do. It's been over a hundred years, and you still haven't made any progress."

Gagran sighed, took a deep breath of the smoke from the pipe, and exhaled it casually, forming a large gray-white, spiritual mist that obscured her figure.

Anthony's eyes turned slightly, and darkness surged towards the fog like a tide, trying to melt away the fog and people together.

However, with a chuckle, black flames suddenly rose up, enveloping the gray-white mist and the Geglan hiding in it. As everyone stared in amazement, Geglan's beautiful figure was burned into gray-white powder by the black flames, and disappeared along with the darkness.

Saint Anthony walked forward and touched the pile of light-colored ashes with his foot. He found that there was something inside that had not been burned. Out of curiosity, he reached out and picked it up.

It was a pair of black women's stockings with body temperature.

Then Anthony's face turned as black as the socks.

"Damn it... She's not the 'Witch of Despair', but an 'Undead' who has changed her path. Her real body must have been resurrected in the spirit world a long time ago!"

(End of this chapter)