Mystery: Mr. Witch and Ms. Hunter

Chapter 328 His Kingdom

What is the final miracle?

Fors wanted to ask a question, but due to her low strength, she did not dare to speak.

Judging from the wonderful tacit understanding between Amon and Antigonus, Antigonus was willing to live here in this state in order to complete a final miracle.

Fors noticed that when Antigonus nodded, even a cynical man like Amon had a subtle change in expression, revealing a strange look that was somewhere between Amon's signature smile and solemnity.

That final miracle must be amazing, enough to make even a being like Amon behave himself...

Just as Fors was making random guesses, Amon exhaled and said with a slightly strange expression:
"You fortune tellers are all crazy."

"No, it's just because we see more. We are more rational than anyone else, but because I see things you don't see, you can't understand."

Antigonus stood there quietly, and one could hardly hear the changes in his lip movements.

"The miracle worker can separate himself from the extraordinary characteristics. Even if the part that controls the extraordinary characteristics goes out of control and becomes crazy, the permanently fixed historical projection can still remain sane and does not need to bear the risk of losing control. This is the key to achieving this miracle."

Amon listened quietly, raised his hand to adjust the crystal monocle clamped in the socket of his right eye, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, smiled and let out a sigh.

"Maybe that's the courage Adam said I lack."

"This can indeed be called a miracle... a miracle for the Fool. We should let the current one come and learn how to use Fool."

Antigonus laughed softly and said, "He may not be as experienced as you, but he is definitely not as bad as you say. Otherwise, you wouldn't be only a Sequence 1 now."

Amon was silent for a while, and then he said in an unintelligible tone: "As far as the time it took for Him to become a Fool is concerned, He mastered it fairly quickly. However, He took one last gamble, and won."

"As the God of Deception, it is rare for you to suffer a loss."

Antigonus said in amazement, "In this case, it's not surprising that He was able to obtain the characteristics from my original body in the Northern Continent."

Amon opened his mouth, as if he wanted to explain himself, but in the end he couldn't say anything and changed the subject lightly.

"What should I call you now? Antigonus? Half of the 'Fool'? Or... 'Child of Chaos'?"

"what?"

Fors couldn't hold it in any longer and finally cried out in surprise, causing Antigonus and Amon to turn their heads to look at her.

"…It was too early for her to accept this information."

Antigonus' voice is very thin and light, giving people a feeling of fragility and vulnerability.

He stretched out his dry, thin fingers and pointed at Fors. Fors noticed that there were short, thick black hairs growing between his nails.

"In the name of the master of the disordered kingdom, I grant this person the protection of the starry sky."

As He spoke, colorful starlight fell from His fingertips, forming a special rule around Fors.

This feeling was very familiar to Fors. It was somewhat similar to the ability of his good friend Hugh Dilcha, except that the rules set by Hugh were only effective for a short period of time, while the rules imposed by Antigonus at this time were like universal axioms, eternal and irrefutable.

"I can feel the blood of Abraham's family in you... although the connection is very weak, even weaker than that inherited by blood."

Antigonus looked at Fors with his dark eyes. For a being of his level, there was no need to deliberately divine Fors' information.

"So the Sealing Object was used...but I didn't expect that Bethel's family would also be destroyed."

Antigonus paused and deliberately did not mention the Jacob family and the Zoroastrian family.

“Since you are here, you should know these secrets. This grand miracle needs a recorder.”

Antigonus stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers: "I hope there will be a grand banquet here."

Then the whole setting of the church changed.

The figure hanging from the top disappeared, the dilapidated bricks and stones disappeared, the lifeless dark columns disappeared, and in their place was a magnificent Gothic hall, with elegant figures walking back and forth, and melodious orchestral music echoing in every corner of the hall.

"You stole a part of my madness and broke the balance I had been maintaining. Although this balance does not affect the overall situation, it is enough for me to achieve a miracle of this magnitude."

Antigonus pointed to the main seat at the end of the hall and said, "Let's sit down and talk. We still have plenty of time."

……

On the Snow Wind, Adele walked on the rear deck and observed the nearby sea.

In fact, she didn't need to do the work of guarding against the enemy herself. Besides, even if her eyesight was good, she couldn't detect the enemy before the sailors on the lookout. She did this only because she was upset and needed to do something to calm down.

Pirates of this era basically lived a life where they would not open business for three years, and then eat out for three years after opening. The same was true for privateers.

Perhaps because of its advanced equipment, the "Snow Wind" can search various sea areas with higher efficiency to find its prey, but it is obviously impossible to have work to do every day like punching in at work and return to Vinata before the social season.

Several strange sailors walked past Adele and saluted her, and Adele nodded in response.

Most of the sailors wore scarves or handkerchiefs tied loosely around their necks, had tattoos, beards, and gold earrings.

In the South Continent Naval Base, where military discipline is lax, the elite naval soldiers are spoiled and become arrogant, and instead dress more like pirates.

These naval soldiers have different skin colors and backgrounds, from Ahowa to Sivelas, from Dontucker to Southville. The only thing they have in common is probably the ferocity and bellicosity that is ingrained in their bones.

Most of them seemed to be permanently armed: machetes, daggers, revolvers, and never, it seemed, more than one, to protect the gunpowder from moisture.

Adele expressed to Tracy her surprise at the lax discipline among the navy soldiers, but Tracy thought it was nothing, because apart from adventurers like Vice Admiral Iceberg who liked to give lectures to his pirates and were called pirates, the behavior of sailors on other pirate ships, including Tracy's own "Black Death", was much more vulgar than this.

On a pirate ship, people would fight for no reason, and they would immediately draw their knives and not stop until blood was drawn.

Tracy told Adele that she heard more bones cracking in her first month at sea than she had ever heard before, not to mention that she grew up in Intis, where dueling was prevalent.

However, these fights start and end just as quickly. One second they have a knife to the throat, and the next second they pat the shoulder to show friendship. Although the action is as hard as a punch, it can achieve the desired effect.

Most captains made a rule that if a quarrel arose, they must go ashore and duel with swords or pistols.

Of course, no one wants to get to that point. Arguing is one thing, but dying is something else entirely. So arguments tend to go away quickly. Anger flares up, then dies down.

There are many rules like this, which are measures taken by pirates to cope with long voyages.

"Anne had to patrol the Black Death's hold and lookout every night to prevent anyone from urinating on the ballast or falling asleep at their post."

Tracy told Adele, "There are also regulations prohibiting male-male incest and smoking on the lower deck... Believe me, these are all to make life at sea better."

The punishments invented by pirates are also varied. Unlike the detention, exile and other measures often taken by the country, the pirates' punishments are often cruel and humiliating, and most of them will cause extremely serious damage to personal dignity or physical health.

The former is represented by the tung oil and feather punishment. People who doze off will be punished like this. The punished person’s body will be covered with tung oil and then covered with feathers. The injury is not serious but it is extremely insulting.

The latter are more diverse. Adele believes that castration is the most scientific and rational punishment, which shows the harshness of other punishments.

After collecting her thoughts, Adele looked at the sea in the distance again.

Just as she expected, the sea was calm and nothing unusual happened. The sea and sky were one color, and there was not even a trace of a merchant ship.

Adele sighed, realizing she was wasting time for no reason.

Whether it was the ritual magic that Tracy set up in the captain's room to detect the traces of ships within a hundred nautical miles, or the sailors equipped with advanced observation equipment on the lookout tower, they could get the information of the merchant ship before Adele.

However, Adele had no choice. Ever since she was forcibly conscripted into the navy, the situation had already developed beyond Adele's control.

Several people with more say in the Tarot Club, such as Miss Justice, Mr. Hanged Man, and Ms. Hermit, all behaved very calmly, as if everything was developing as they expected.

However, Adele could not remain as calm as them: as a Sequence 6 Beyonder, she knew too much, shouldered too much, but had too few choices.

Just like she chose to join the Witch Cult as an undercover agent before, she now accepted a privateering mission from the kingdom, and no one asked her if she wanted to do it.

Of course, if Adele was just an ordinary witch, then it would be fine; but the most difficult thing is that she is a witch of the source quality faction. If she cannot be promoted in time, it will be fatal...

Although everyone told Adele that the requirements for becoming a Source Witch were not high and that she could be promoted as long as she collected enough magic potions, and in the Tarot Club where everyone was a big shot in the mysterious world, similar resources did not seem to be a problem, but Adele was still a little worried.

Because these people also told her this:

Every gift from fate has a hidden price tag.

After inexplicably seeing the destroyed Penn West Telegraph Office, Adele became more cautious about issues involving the source material.

After reading the information from Emlyn, Adele took the time to pray to Mr. Fool and contacted the injured Hugh alone, confirming that the incident in Binxi Port was related to the Angel King and War Angel Medici.

And finding a witch and something related to the Hunter Path... The degree of activation of the City of Disaster is shocking. Adele suspects that "He" has now become an incomplete Old One, but cannot interfere too much with reality due to the seal.

Because she urgently needed to improve her strength when exploring the ruins, she did not play the role of a Sequence 7 "Witch" too much, and directly took the potion to advance to "Joy". After that, she had similar hallucinations, which lasted no more than a week, making it difficult for people not to think in this direction.

Whether you are a full-time role player or not at all, it seems that there are advantages to each, but there seems to be a pit at the bottom, and it is a bottomless pit that can kill people if they are not careful...

I should have established some kind of connection with the City of Disaster by now, even though I am not aware of it yet...

Adele looked down at her slightly open palm, then clenched her hands expressionlessly.

As with any time before, there seemed to be many paths before her, but in the end they all led to the same ending.

This is fucking fate, Adele cursed in her heart.

Just then, she heard hurried footsteps in the corridor behind her. The sound echoed in the steel space, seeming quite abrupt.

Adele turned around and looked at the corridor behind her.

Lisette, wearing a blue and white cotton printed dress, appeared at the door, her breathing a little faster.

Seeing Adele's gaze, she lowered her head awkwardly, not daring to look into Adele's eyes. She has been like this ever since she knew that Adele and Natalie were playing the role of "The Witch of Pleasure".

Adele had no choice but to accept the situation. When it comes to love, if you like someone, you like them, no matter how inappropriate they are; if you don't like someone, you don't like them, no matter how appropriate they are, there is nothing you can do about it.

Both Britten and Lorota or Britten and her are vivid examples.

The final bottom line that Adele set for herself was to avoid developing feelings with other people as much as possible, and to just act without mixing in any other factors.

Lisette already had some thoughts about her original self, so Adele naturally would not give such inappropriate thoughts a chance to take root.

After a moment's hesitation about what attitude she should take towards this witch of the same age, Adele asked politely but distantly:
"What's up, Sergeant Lisette?"

Adele and Tracy were not the only ones who received naval ranks, but they were the only ones worthy of being awarded by Emlyn himself.

However, the next second, Lisette's answer lifted Adele's spirits.

"Tracy... No, Madam Captain asked me to inform you that her ritual magic detected a ship-sized object appearing at sea, approximately eighty nautical miles southwest of us."

(End of this chapter)