Mystery: Mr. Witch and Ms. Hunter

Chapter 79: 17 Witch

Altaïr felt that the yellow liquid did not flow down his esophagus after he drank it, but melted directly into his body at the throat. It was as if someone was choking his throat, and the feeling of suffocation oppressed Altaïr's nerves, and a burning pain came from around his lips.

He bent slightly, squatting down in pain, trying to fight the discomfort brought by taking the potion. His hand accidentally brushed across the corner of his mouth, and he found that his fingers were covered with short and thick stubble, and the area around his lips that was originally covered with fine whiskers had become smooth, and his secondary sexual characteristics including whiskers and Adam's apple were disappearing.

However, the discomfort slowly faded after only two or three minutes. Artair slowly propped up his upper body at the table. With the red moonlight shining in from the window, he could see that his skin, which had become a little rough due to running around in the factory in the East District all day, was shining again, becoming as soft and smooth as mutton-fat jade. His facial features, which were already very attractive, were now more refined, adding a bit of charm, but becoming more neutral.

This ritual really worked. The discomfort I felt when taking the potion only lasted for such a short time this time...

Altaïr looked at his hands, which seemed to have become whiter, with some emotion. Under the infusion of Altaïr's spirituality, his hands gradually became transparent and spread upwards. Finally, Altaïr disappeared into the air.

This ritual unlocked for him the witch's ability to become "invisible"!

"It looks good."

Venata's voice came from the side, and Altaïr turned around and released his invisibility.

"I feel that your face is much more pleasing to the eye now..." Venata reached out to touch it curiously, rubbing her fingers on the new tender skin on Altaïr's face, making Altaïr's face itchy.

"That's enough." Altaïr pushed Venata's hand away. "Let's go to Serenzo's restaurant another day. Mike will pay anyway."

"Will you perform six more rituals?" Venata asked Altaïr, looking at the six colors of potion in the pot. Although Altaïr had just drunk one seventh of the potion, the potion did not seem to have decreased in size, only one color had been reduced.

"It's obvious."

Altaïr curled his lips and took off the earring. Due to time constraints, he did not pierce his ears, but directly bought the more popular hanging earrings. Now was a good time to take off this conspicuous accessory. After all, he had a lot of things to do in the next week, and wearing such an accessory would inevitably cause misunderstanding.

"So you have completely changed your gender now?"

There was something ambiguous in Venata's eyes, which frightened Altaïr.

"What are you expecting? No matter what you say, I won't let you confirm it now."

Altaïr unconsciously folded his arms in front of him, and the air was filled with awkwardness.

After several dozen seconds, Altaïr coughed twice and spoke awkwardly.

"Ahem, I have something to ask of you tomorrow. When you go to interview Mr. Buffett tomorrow and have the chance to enter his factory, please keep an eye on the big door at the end of the cotton spinning workshop. It's right in the middle. It may be blocked by something when you are interviewing it tomorrow. You can use your clairvoyance or the hunter's reconnaissance ability to keep an eye on it."

"Also, be careful of the workshop supervisor, Old Lin Qi. He could be a Beyonder, or at least a Sequence 9 with very strong physical fitness."

"Be careful and don't get into conflict with the other party there. My intuition tells me that the factory hides many secrets."

……

Captain's room on the Blue Avenger.

Audrey was sitting in the captain's cabin, looking at Alger, who was sitting opposite her with a serious expression. The other party had a serious expression, and seemed to be waiting for her advice on something.

"Mr. Hanged Man, I don't actually recommend you do this. Using this sea area as a ritual requirement for your promotion is quite risky."

Audrey said worriedly, "After all, your promotion ceremony requires complete control of this sea area, and there may be things hidden here that may bring disaster to us even if we just know about them. Sometimes knowing too much is not a good thing."

"But if successful, the results are rich enough."

Alger tapped the wooden table with his fingers. "We have gained almost nothing from our explorations during this period except disappointment."

"So, once I become the King of the Sea here, and I can drive and manipulate the marine life in this entire sea, I will be able to thoroughly grasp some of the details behind this sea."

Alger said, but in Miss Justice's eyes, his emotional color was in an anxious yellow state.

"When you're ready, you can come find me." Audrey nodded and stopped trying to stop the Hanged Man from talking. "I will use the audience's abilities to minimize the risk of you losing control."

Then, Audrey stood up and left, walked out of the captain's room of the Blue Avenger and came to the deck.

The Blue Avenger had been fixed above the sea level by the giant lava tree created by Alger's ability. Dense barnacles grew from the black and gray rock walls formed by the cooling of the magma, covering all the space below the waterline of the Blue Avenger, and used the lime they secreted to fix the ship to the giant lava tree.

Gray fog still permeated the sea. Even if Audrey projected her spirit body, it would run out of spiritual energy after a certain distance and had to return. In short, this place was not a good place to collect inspiration, so besides Audrey, there was only one person standing near the side of the ship.

"What does Mr. Hanged Man say?"

Fors, who was wearing a linen shirt, stood at the bow and looked into the distance. She felt Audrey walking onto the deck, so she leaned on the railing and turned around to ask.

"He still wants to be promoted here."

Audrey shook her head. "His intuition is always accurate. I'm not sure if my suggestion is correct."

"It doesn't matter... After all, I didn't even dare to think about giving advice to Mr. Hanged Man before."

Fors turned sideways to make room for Audrey.

"What are you reading here? Thinking of a new novel?"

Audrey gently adjusted the silver mask that covered half of her face, trying to change the topic to a more relaxed one.

"Well... no, what I'm thinking is that this fog gives me a familiar feeling, just like that hall, except that the atmosphere here is more oppressive."

Fors said hesitantly.

"The person living under that gray fog is Mr. Fool, an ancient god. So, what is behind this fog?"

(End of this chapter)