Mystery: Mr. Witch and Ms. Hunter

Chapter 316 Bansi's Telegram

"A good news and a bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

When Wendy woke up, she saw Adele sitting beside her bed, wiping the hidden blade that looked very delicate.

The other party also noticed that his roommate had woken up, and asked casually.

"So... good news?"

Wendy wasn't sure what Adele meant, so she asked tentatively.

"The Navy cafeteria has your favorite muffins today." Adele took out a glass-covered plate with two servings of muffins on it like a magic trick, and placed the plate on Wendy's bedside table.

"Great!" Wendy cheered briefly, then asked uneasily, "So, what's the bad news?"

"The bad news is, you won't be able to have it for the next few months."

Adele stretched out her arm to let the blade of her hidden blade stick out so that it could be wiped more easily. "We will be going out to sea tomorrow to fight. If you have anything you haven't done yet, you'd better do it today. I'll help you say hello to the shipyard."

"What?!" Wendy's face suddenly turned bitter. She wanted to complain, but when she saw the hidden blade in Adele's hand, she didn't dare to say anything. "When was the decision made? I thought we had at least a week to prepare."

"In fact, I thought so at first, but last night the local gardener suddenly came to inform me that the battle on the front line was not going well, so our departure time would be advanced."

Adele glanced around subconsciously and whispered to Wendy, "You were sleeping so soundly at the time, and the combat meeting had nothing to do with you, so I didn't wake you up."

"Oh."

Wendy's last bit of hope was shattered. She nodded listlessly and prepared to get up from the bed. Only then did she realize that she had not even taken off her coat last night, which made her light riding suit wrinkled.

"You can wear my clothes."

Adele suggested. As a man who often needed to cross-dress, she was not too morbidly opposed to others wearing her clothes and using her things. Vinata often wore her men's clothes when going out, but she rarely did so since she arrived in Feysac.

"Uh... I don't think I can wear it anymore." Wendy's face flushed slightly and she pointed at her chest. "Your current clothes will be too tight."

Adele's face suddenly darkened.

——When the Source Witch was promoted to Sequence 7, the lack of the ritual affected not only the digestion of the potion, but also the changes in the body. Although Adele avoided most possible abnormalities as much as possible due to the protection of Mr. Fool, the development of some secondary sexual characteristics was not so perfect.

"Constantine will depart with us on a boat. He will meet you here later. If you want anything, you can go buy it with him. I'm going to the telegraph office to see if the civilian telegraph line to the northern continent has been restored."

Taking a deep breath, Adele tried to keep her tone calm.

"Want to send a telegram to Miss Venata?"

Wendy asked with some envy, "It's a good thing to have a life partner."

"Yeah, if it's still popular in the Quaternary Age to call your girlfriend a 'life partner', then you'll have one too."

Adele said sourly, "After all, for some people, just sticking the fat on their upper body on someone's arm can solve all problems."

"...I feel like you're getting more and more comfortable with your identity as a witch."

Wendy opened her mouth, but could only utter these words.

"You just realized that I'm already Sequence 6? You're really slow."

Adele shrugged, re-strapped her hidden blade, and prepared to leave the room.

“By the way, what does Constantine look like? Is he handsome?” When Adele was about to open the door and leave, Wendy called out behind her expectantly.

"Well... brown skin, blue eyes, typical southern continental looks. Overall... a little worse than before."

Adele thought for a while and finally made a relatively objective evaluation.

"Well, if I say I don't want to focus on academics and ignore the handsome guys around me like I did in Intis and Lenburg, what suggestions do you have?"

Wendy hesitated briefly and asked Adele.

My suggestion is to find a bottle of witch potion and drink it, but you can't drink it...

After hearing Wendy's words, Adele was surprised to find that this was the first thought that popped into her mind.

"I'm not sure... maybe you should pray to the goddess, hoping that she can take you back to the Fourth Age when 'life partners' are still popular."

Wendy smiled bitterly. "I remember that the goddess didn't seem to have any authority related to time... Even if she did, the church's donation box probably wouldn't be able to hold the price of this wish."

"Then you should start by changing that name, and then iron your clothes... Never mind, they will get wrinkled anyway."

……

After separating from Wendy, Adele continued to wander the streets.

Although she was somewhat interested in the matter between Wendy and Constantine, she knew Wendy's character quite well, and at least in her opinion, Wendy was likely to talk about marine biology with Constantine for a whole day. She definitely didn't want to be there at that time, because that might double the embarrassment of the poor Constantine.

Soon Adele arrived at the largest telegraph office in Port Berens, and unsurprisingly learned that the telegraph office had not yet resumed normal operations and only a few military dedicated lines were open.

The break with the Steam Church really set back the quality of life of the people of Loen by twenty years...

Adele left a note with some regret, asking the staff at the telegraph office to send her telegram to Indo Port after the telegraph system was restored.

If it weren't for the fact that this telegraph office also operated some military lines, it would have closed down long ago...

After walking out of the telegraph office, Adele muttered to herself.

In Loen, most telegraph offices were partially owned by the state, so they also operated and maintained some military lines. Of course, there were also small-scale, privately owned telegraph offices that only operated civilian lines, but Adele doubted whether there would be such places in colonial cities.

After thinking for a while, Adele decided to continue walking around the street to see if there was any private telegraph office still in operation.

As a result, she actually found such a telegraph office.

Compared with the previous telegraph office, this one is much smaller in scale. Both the reception window and the lobby are full of a sense of age. There is a sign that reads "Hongcheng District Telegraph Office" at the door.

The inside of the red brick walls were not painted, and moss had even grown in the corners of the ceiling. The room was filled with the smell of cigars, a specialty of the Balam region. The blue and white smoke even affected Adele's vision to a certain extent.

Inside the yellowed glass window, a tall man was sitting in an armchair, holding a newspaper in his hand and chatting with the young lady at the counter.

The pipe in his hand was emitting a strong smell of tobacco. He had no idea how many times he had refilled it. The smoke in the room was almost entirely caused by him.

The thick glass had an unexpectedly strong soundproofing effect, and Adele could only hear fragments of their conversation.

"Ahem...Sir?"

Adele saw that the two people were talking happily and had no intention of paying attention to her, so she couldn't help but coughing twice, trying to get their attention.

Hearing Adele's voice, the man turned around, his movements were a little stiff, and he said slowly:

"Hello sir, my name is Pavo Court. How can I help you?"

He still had the pipe in his mouth, and when Adele focused her eyes on his face, a puff of blue-green smoke came out of the pipe, completely covering his face.

"I want to send a telegram to my wife in Feysac."

Adele said frankly, "I wonder if your telegraph here can still operate normally. If it can, how much is the price?"

"There is only one line in operation at the moment." Pavo Court continued to speak slowly, "You can first take a photo to Binxi and then transfer to Feysac. If you want to send a telegram, it costs one penny per word."

"Binxi?" Adele repeated the place name in confusion, "Where is this?"

I feel like I've heard of this place somewhere before, but I can't remember where it is right now...

Adele thought hard, but was not too surprised. After all, from the Soul Summoning Bracelet to the Night Veil, the side effects would make the memory worse, otherwise she would not carry a notebook with her.

"That's the kingdom, on the Sonia Sea, in a small port, it's called the 'Weather Museum'."

The brown curly-haired female staff member next to Pavo Court explained, but she did not turn around. She still had her back to Adele and spoke word by word, "My name is Melanie."

"...Forget it, let's just pay the price you said." Adele didn't want to waste time, so she said directly to Pavo Court, "Write Adele Cece as the sender and Vinata Severns as the recipient."

After all, Adele and Vinata are still women and cannot get married in a church. Just look at Britten and Loretta.

Therefore, in official documents, Winata's current surname is still Sevens, and it is not changed to Brewster or Sersi like Adele's surname.

"You are Miss Adele Searcy?" Melanie suddenly said, "We received a telegram from you earlier."

God, please, can you please stop talking like that?

Adele was a little anxious, but she couldn't get angry, so she took out her wallet and said to Melanie, "Let's look at that later. Send my telegram first."

"Okay, what do you want to send?"

Pavocott flexed his fingers and spoke mechanically, his voice sounding as broken as the old typewriter.

"'I have come to Berens unexpectedly. Don't worry. I will go out to sea and will return within three months.'"

Adele considered her words for a moment, trying to express her meaning as concisely as possible.

The price was four times more expensive than a normal telegram, one penny per word, so she had to consider it carefully.

Although she had asked Miss Justice for similar help at the Tarot Club, she still felt it was a bit unreasonable not to send a telegram in person.

"How much is it now?" Adele looked at the change in her wallet. There were only a few one-sol notes. The rest were gold pounds. It seemed a bit uneconomical to spend such a small amount of money.

"One soli and ten pence." Pavo Court still spoke in that half-dead voice.

"…Then add 'I love you'." Adele thought for a moment and said to Pavocott.

"That's three words, two soli a penny," said Pavo Court.

"Well, I feel better for this little money."

Adele smiled, handed over a one-pound note, and waited for the other party to give her the manuscript.

……

Soon, Pavo Court and Melanie completed the work and handed the manuscript, telegram and change to Adele through the small window.

"Thanks……"

Adele was unconsciously thanking him when her eyes suddenly narrowed.

On the yellowed telegram paper, there were faint red handwritings. Adele smelled a faint smell of rust in her nose, but it was not very obvious under the strong aroma of cigar.

"...Is anyone of you injured?" Adele pondered for a moment and asked cautiously.

This time, the two did not respond immediately. Instead, after a long while, they hesitantly responded, "It's okay. Court's prosthesis fell off. We are putting it back in place."

"Do you need my help?" Adele's arms were slightly tensed, and she had already pulled out her hidden blade where the two could not see.

"No thanks, we can handle it ourselves."

Pavocott's voice was a little weak, but sounded very determined. At the same time, there was a snapping sound from inside the counter, as if something wet had fallen to the ground.

This doesn't sound like something that can be solved on your own...

Adele frowned, thought carefully, then sheathed her hidden blade and quickly left the hall.

She is now a member of the military, so there is no need for her to take risks and solve the problem herself. She can just let the official Beyonder investigate this place.

While being careful to guard against any unusual changes behind her, she carefully left the Hongcheng District Telegraph Office.

Pavelkaut and Melanie remained very quiet from beginning to end, and did not suddenly attack Adele when she suddenly turned and left, allowing Adele to retreat safely.

Adele breathed a sigh of relief when she returned to the street again. She wanted to remember the location of this strange telegraph office, but the moment she turned around, she was stunned.

There was no telegraph office behind her, only an empty house that had been abandoned for a long time, and even half of the wall had collapsed!
Adele rubbed her eyes in disbelief, trying to make sure that this was not an illusion, but a real thing. At this moment, she suddenly remembered something, and quickly took out the unknown telegram from her pocket and unfolded it.

Adele was stunned after just one glance. The telegram was filled with scarlet handwriting, and the neat handwriting was spread on the paper due to the ink, making it look quite ostentatious and evil.

"I found you."

(End of this chapter)