Miss Witch's Forbidden Book Secret

"Mr. Maan, it seems you are very knowledgeable about the secret tomes. We have two secret tomes here, Oak in the Earth and Forge Hammer."

"Yes, when I was at my teacher's knee, I had the honor of observing the alchemy sublime book."

"You didn't understand, right? Hahaha! But this problem can be easily solved in the Empire!" Duke Chapelle was very happy to see that Marne was indeed interested.

Of course he knew that Mahn Cullen was not someone who could be easily fooled, so he attacked his weak spot directly upon meeting him.

Marn Cullen had been at Sequence 6 for nearly fifteen years! Even the lowest-ranked Alchemy Society instructor of his generation, still alive, was at Sequence 5. Over the past decade or so, Marn had been striving to further strengthen his deep diving limits, even desperately seeking solutions, and progressing towards the Unsheathed Blade Path.

He dug out a branch of the "Black Prince's" unsheathed blade path from nowhere—a path centered on deception, conspiracy, and deception, creating hatred, division, and strife. He used one of the ancient rituals associated with the Black Prince, which would allow him to ascend directly from a depth of 600 meters to 50000 meters, as his core, hoping to skip the ascension ceremony and complete the ascension to a depth of 50000 meters, approximately Sequence 4, in one go.

Unfortunately, the little butterfly has tried several times to use technology to stir up a storm in society, but has not been successful.

Duke Chapelle understood very well the feelings of this down-and-out extraordinary person, so he hit the nail on the head and offered a reward that was heartwarming to Mandu.

He raised his finger and told Marn, "We already have the means to decipher those messy texts. If you want to see them, I can even take you to see some fragmented excerpts from those secret codes."

Marn calmed down and said, "If that's the case, Your Excellency the Duke, the Empire is fully capable of mass-producing Saints. Why would they bother recruiting me?"

"Mass production? How is that even possible? Even in King Solomon's time, Saints weren't mass-produced. Even if one possesses a secret tome, one must possess power to match it, at least Sequence 4, right? But for you, with our help, reaching Sequence 4 is a piece of cake."

Maan was indeed tempted, but he was not stupid.

The Imperials would only give him something for free if they were full. Isn't this like throwing meat sauce noodles at a dog? Even if they really gave it to him, they would probably give him half and let him keep the other half.

Maan asked, "What is the price?"

"cost?"

Duke Chapel smiled with satisfaction. "It's simple—you must return to Iris as the president's student and lead the wavering centrists and royalists there."

"Go back, go back?!"

Maan frowned and said in disbelief: "You mean you want me to go back, back to Iris?!"

"Of course! Not only do you have to go back, but you also have to support a new leader—a figurehead, of course. You want a new king, a new queen, a Lord Protector, a Prime Minister, a Grand Consul, or a President? It doesn't matter. In short, you have to gather the power that the Iris authorities haven't utilized."

"This is going to kill people! Do you want me to start a civil war?"

"Civil war? No, no. Mr. Munn, you have to listen to me first. You are an expert in technology and deception propaganda, but I am an expert in politics."

Chapel had the guards serve Marne a pot of tea and said slowly, "Iris's makeshift group won't last long. Even if their authorities want to maintain this repressive state, they can't. They must face the complex political forces at home and unite as much as possible before the fierce lion of the Empire."

"Even if you're a royalist and shout about it, as long as your voice isn't too harsh and you support fighting the behemoth that is the Empire and reuniting the divided Society, the ridiculous authorities in Mistmoon City will have to consider compromise and concessions. Even if they were immature before, it's time for them to recognize the truth of politics. The truth of politics is compromise."

"Don't worry, they won't do anything to you."

Maan probably understood Chapelle's purpose, but being a double agent—it was not a pleasant thing!

After thinking it over, he didn't agree, but of course, he didn't have the power to refuse.

The great inventor said simply, "Please let me think about this for a while. But I want to know how the secret code is deciphered. And whether I can use the secret code."

After hearing this, Duke Chapel was even more satisfied and said:

"It's actually quite simple. Twelve years ago, due to government reforms, we increased our census efforts. As a result, we discovered an underground church with a complete heritage in a rural area in the east.

"They were members of the ancient church's Arya sect, possessing the ability to access all worldly information. Upon hearing the news, His Majesty immediately ordered Arya monks to travel to Solomon, where they completed the deciphering of the two secret tomes.

"Honestly, those monks are quite amazing. They are all blind. The Holy Grail branch of the Arya sect has the ability to understand all information, but knowing words means losing sight, knowing sounds means losing hearing, and fully understanding knowledge means losing consciousness. Therefore, this branch of monks is very small, only seven or eight people in one monastery. And they are all blind."

"This is really..."

Marn was stunned for a moment, remembering Holly who had violently escaped from prison right after being arrested.

Is that violent brat who kicked the door going to look for this blind monk from the Yale sect?

Is this okay?

Seeing Marne's stunned expression, Duke Chapel thought he didn't believe what Marne said. He shrugged and said, "If you still have doubts, I can take you to the Aleppo monastery."

"I'll think about it, Your Excellency."

"Of course, in that case, you can stay here with me first."

Duke Chapel had no objection. After sending Marne away, his eyes drooped with fatigue. After all, he was over seventy years old. He had acted so energetic just now just to intimidate Marne.

Although he was the one who proposed this job, it was also instructed by the emperor in the palace.

Now that the rebellion has been successful, Duke Chapelle is thinking of meeting the emperor.

The Imperial Palace is located in the very center of the Upper City. Because the main body of the emperor's bedroom is covered with glass, it shines like the sun falling to the earth when viewed from a distance, emitting light, so it is also called the Glass Palace or the Crystal Palace.

As soon as the Duke of Chapelle got off the car and arrived at the Glass Palace, he heard a torrential downpour of curses and insults from Emperor Pinnock XI.

"Er Lin, what's wrong with you?" The guards outside the gate, their palms dripping with sweat as they held their halberds. Seeing Duke Chapelle, they pleaded as if they had found a savior, "Prime Minister! Please go in and take a look! His Majesty is really angry this time! He's even smashed his favorite vase!"

Chai Peier frowned and asked, "What's going on? Didn't the prophets from the Tianfang Empire just come to visit? What did they do that transgressed the law? But President Lexa is here too. What dare they do?"

The guard said, "No, it's not the prophets. It's the Arya monks who have problems!"

"what?!"

Chapel's heart was filled with alarm, and he quickly asked, "Hurry up and tell me."

The guards shuddered in fear. "The monks' monastery was suddenly set on fire today. Although there wasn't much damage, Master Bai Que, who was repeatedly summoned by His Majesty, disappeared in the fire. The Inquisition is investigating and suspecting it was a spiritual creature, but they haven't found any clues yet."

Volume 1: Chapter 170: Teacher Eleanor

After Tia arrived at Iris, she projected her soul back to Ansu and settled the poisoning case in the Grand Harbor area.

Her main job was to have her subordinates write a report and hand it to her. She would then write a report and hand it to the Baiyinbao Suppression Bureau. The Baiyinbao Suppression Bureau would then write a report and hand it to the National Police Agency.

This process continues until the files are handed over to the police department's case file warehouse and gather dust.

After finishing her work, Tia projected her soul into Iris as usual. In the hotel suite, she opened the door and saw Eleanor eating breakfast in the living room.

It's really good news! After a week of training from Tia, the princess finally knows that she must eat breakfast and get dressed in the morning...

The main reason was that Tia kept nagging and disturbed Eleanor.

Seeing Tia at this moment, Eleanor said a little disappointedly: "Iris is not fun either."

"This kind of place can't possibly be fun... A country that just went through a civil war, even the capital isn't very stable."

Tia agreed with this. The central area where they were located was relatively prosperous and peaceful, but if they just walked outside, they could see the true scenery of this city which was shrouded in white fog for at least four months a year.

Due to problems in early planning, chimneys are everywhere in the city center, spewing out thick, foul-smelling smoke before the sun comes out.

The narrow streets were filled with drunkards and farmers driven from the countryside into the city, their faces sallow, slowly committing suicide in the poisonous city. Unemployed industrial workers and artisans dissatisfied with factory production split into two factions in the taverns, venting their emotions in words and writing.

Even thieves and pickpockets lost their jobs, so they had to move to wealthy areas in large numbers to look for business opportunities. As a result, Tia ran into two thieves just after she went out two days ago.

A boy and a girl, who seemed to be siblings. After Tia taught them a lesson, the two children were not grateful that Tia had let them off the hook. Instead, they were upset because they could not make a living in prison.

So the kind-hearted Miss Funina Bonaparte gave some gold shields, and the incident was photographed by a passing reporter, and it inexplicably became a hot topic in the newspaper.

So much so that whenever she went out, people would wipe their eyes and exclaim, "Are you the fool who gave money to the scammer?"

Eleanor, holding a cup of hot milk, commented sharply: "Mist Moon City is like a cesspool."

"But that's not what it was written in the books before." Eleanor was a little disappointed.

The books she'd read described Misty Moon City as a magnificent and prosperous capital, perpetually shrouded in mist, lending it a mysterious and elegant air. Farmers prospered thanks to the fertile land, and its thriving commerce was the envy of the entire continent. Scholars and mystics from around the world made annual pilgrimages here to attend conferences organized by the Alchemical Society. It was truly a city of knowledge and wealth.

But its current appearance is comparable to the North Port District of New York Port.

Tia took a bite of the bread and said, "That's right, the Iris army is indeed invincible. They can blow the Fontaine Palace to the sky, but they can't clean up the shit and urine of this country. After many years, the living standards of some of the lower classes can't even catch up with their ancestors who lived in stone and wooden houses hundreds of years ago."

This is the result of Tia's investigation and visits in the past few days.

As he was speaking, a raven flew onto the windowsill and banged its head against the window to attract attention.

Tia opened the window, took the envelope, opened it and took a few glances.

Eleanor was a curious baby, and asked with concern: "What is it?"

"A letter. It's from a distant friend, telling me she's found the person I need."

"Do I recognize him?"

"Eleanor, of course you don't know her..."

Tia turned over the envelope and saw the sender was Holly Coscia. Tia was very interested in the content. Holly brought her good news.

Not only did she find Arya monks, she even brought in a master.

But she didn't say how she invited her specifically. But Holly was chosen by Shrike after all, so it shouldn't be a big problem!

With the arrival of this master, the task of deciphering the secret code was settled.

Tia is quite interested in the secret books that point directly to the realm of saints, the origin of knowledge, and the root of the extraordinary.

Tia started writing immediately and was about to write a letter to Holly, instructing her to take the master to find Ansu's insider in the empire, so that she could leave the empire and go to Ansu.

Tia said: "Eleanor, do you still have a pen? I seem to have forgotten to bring paper and pen on board..."

“There are paintbrushes.”

Eleanor usually didn't take the initiative to study. She was taught face to face by court teachers. How could she have such things?

Tia asked in confusion, "A paintbrush would be nice, but I don't know how to use it at all. Could you please help me write it?"

"Oh. No. I don't want to write, but I can teach you."

"That's okay too."

"Call the teacher."

"Teacher Eleanor"

"Hey."

Tia pinched it for a while, and Eleanor was finally satisfied. She ran to get the paintbrush.

She asked Tia to hold the pen, held Tia's hand, and taught her to write bit by bit.

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Downstairs in the hotel, Scarlett got out of the carriage. Wearing the blue and white uniform of the Metropolitan Police Department, she stopped and took a deep breath.

She was different from the other Suppression Bureau agents who had infiltrated the church. She had come to Iris with Ms. Bernice, and therefore wore a uniform instead of a priest's robe.

Scarlett's original job was to pick up Marne Cullen in prison, but by some mistake, Marne escaped from prison!

So much so that Miss Lane lost her job for unknown reasons.

Ms. Bernice then transferred her back to Eleanor's entourage, her primary job being to escort her from the hotel to the tower where the Alchemy Society was located. The so-called tower referred to Tower Street, where the Alchemy Society's department buildings and the Iris government offices were located. Misty Moon City's City Hall was also located there.

Scarlett had to be extremely cautious about this job.

The one being served this time is the legendary little princess, Her Royal Highness Eleanor!

Ms. Bernice had given her some reminders beforehand, such as that Her Royal Highness the Princess was in poor health, had some difficult and complicated illnesses, and was also taciturn... So Scarlett did a lot of targeted special training.

If anything goes wrong, she will be the sinner of the entire Ansu!

Therefore, the absolute safety of Her Royal Highness the Princess must be guaranteed!

When Scarlett arrived at the door of Her Highness Eleanor's hotel room, she was about to knock, but before she even put her hand on the door, she heard a voice from inside.

"A little softer... a little softer."

“Who would understand you if you said that…”

"I'll teach you. Scream quickly."

"Teacher Eleanor~"

"Hey, hey. Harder. Oh! That's it, feeling good?"

Scarlett's hand stopped in front of the door, and she paused completely.

Volume 1: Chapter 171 Dancing in the Kingdom of Mist

Then Eleanor's disappointed voice was heard from inside.

"I can't teach a single thing to a 3D kid."

"It's obviously your poor teaching, Eleanor. Besides, I'm a genius if I can master writing with a brush in just ten minutes!"

Oh, so it’s with a pen.