Miss Witch's Forbidden Book Secret

For example, Tia Sulph may be related to the Alchemy Society. She may be a sorcerer carefully trained by the Alchemy Society, but it is highly likely that she exerts influence through deep dives and nightmares rather than learning in reality.

However, these conjectures remained on paper due to insufficient evidence at the time, and were later sealed away in the archives after Tia gained the church's approval.

It seems that Roman might have been right after all?

Tia truthfully replied, "I am the successor of Chairman Ulrich—the successor of extraordinary power. My purpose in coming to the Iris Flower is also to reclaim my inheritance."

She quickly added information before Ms. Bernice could even express her astonishment at how chaotic the entertainment industry was.

Bernice shook her head and said, "You probably have more than just these motives."

"No, madam, that is my entire purpose. You cannot prejudge me as guilty based on your own assumptions!"

“Little Sulph, you are clever and cunning. Just like you tricked me on the ship, my intuition tells me you are doing the same thing now.”

Bernice has PTSD from being somewhat tricked.

She said, "I don't know what else you want to do, but my gut feeling tells me that whether you want to take back the inheritance or do something else, it will inevitably be fraught with danger. I don't want you to put Eleanor in danger, understand?"

"clear."

"That's good."

Ms. Bernice nodded. She knew that Tia was a smart woman, and as long as she wanted to continue living a proper life in Ansu and achieve her goals, she had to abide by Ansu's rules.

For example, the dignity of royalty is inviolable.

but.......

Bernice glanced worriedly at Eleanor, who seemed unconcerned about being violated by Tia.

Have their relationships gotten that close...?

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Bernice's concerns were not unfounded; Tia's actions were, to some extent, a challenge to the dignity of the royal family.

But Eleanor didn't really care; she simply didn't know the meaning of the words "royal dignity"...

After Ms. Bernice left, Eleanor excitedly said, "Sleep with me tonight."

Tia: ? ? ?

It took Tia a while to understand that Eleanor meant to accompany her on a deep dive. Eleanor had just completed her Sequence 6 advancement and was not yet familiar with her deep-diving limits, so she asked Tia to help her.

Tia thought for a moment and said, "Tonight is fine, but I need to go to Silver Castle this afternoon."

She needed to go to the Papal Palace to inquire about the imperial edict. The edict should have been sent to the Holy Church in Ansu, but she hadn't heard anything about it and needed to ask carefully.

Master White Oak is not suited to stay on the ship indefinitely, especially with a Sequence 6 assassin, suspected to be from the Empire, roaming the city.

Eleanor didn't think much of it and nodded, saying, "Oh! I'm going to sleep now. See you tonight."

Tia returned to her bedroom, projected her soul back to Ansu, ate something to fill her stomach, and headed straight to the train station for Silver Castle.

Meanwhile, at 16 Crown Street, Silver Castle, Ansu, Anne is writing a letter to Eleanor.

I was halfway through writing when I heard familiar footsteps downstairs.

When Annie came downstairs and saw Tia, she asked, a little confused, "Why are you back so late? Was something urgent?"

Tia didn't lie and explained, "I wanted to go to the Papal Palace. But when I went there just now, the St. Simon's Cathedral was closed."

"Because Tia arrived too late."

Anne chuckled and went to the kitchen to get some juice, milk, and snacks. She ate and chatted with Tia, saying, "The Royal Cathedral usually doesn't open until around 7 or 8 in the morning. Let's go there tomorrow."

But Tia's purpose in coming to Silver Castle was not simply to visit the Royal Palace.

There is another very important matter to be resolved.

Tia chatted with Annie briefly, then asked Annie to accompany her to the bedroom.

Annie opened her mouth, her heart pounding, her face flushed red, thinking it was something terrible.

Although it wasn't broad daylight, Vera was still sleeping next door!

Well, the walls are actually pretty good at soundproofing.

Annie was disappointed when she arrived at the bedroom. Tia was fully dressed and said solemnly, "Annie, you'll be going back to New York after your vacation, right?"

Anne looked puzzled, then heard Tia say, "There's something I'd like to ask you."

"Ah... just say it directly."

Anne was a little unaccustomed to the sudden solemnity.

Tia said, "I didn't tell you before because of some confidentiality reasons, but now I really need someone I can trust to help me."

"So, Anne, can I trust you?"

Chapter 230 Openness and honesty may not be without ulterior motives

Being open and honest is also a skill.

When Ms. Bernice also discovered her own identity, Tia knew that the identity of Fernina Bonaparte could no longer be hidden.

Eleanor and Scarlett's social networks are so small that anyone familiar with both Eleanor and Scarlett can easily deduce that Frynn is Tia.

Of course, that includes Anne as well.

Once the news of Frynn Bonaparte protecting the Grand Theatre of the Peacocks reaches Ansu from the Iris, Natia guesses Anne will be sulking by herself again.

Therefore, based on her own experience, Tia believed that it was important to resolve the crisis as early as possible, turning a big problem into a small one, and a small problem into nothing.

Especially when it comes to girls with whom you have a good relationship, even if they don't say anything at the time or even forget about it later, if Tia and Annie really develop a rift one day, this small conflict will be magnified infinitely.

To address potential problems in advance, the most effective and beneficial solution is sincerity.

So, someone who speaks sincerely isn't necessarily an honest person; they could also be a cunning and wicked woman...

After Tia carefully reviewed her words to Anne to ensure they contained no falsehoods, she opened up to Anne in the bedroom and told her everything in one go: her preparations for sending the doll to Iris, her search for Master White Oak, her resolution of the mystery, her encounter with Eleanor along the way, her remarkable achievements in the public court after arriving at Iris, her meeting with Brigitte, and the unexpected incident at the banquet.

In the bedroom, Annie sat on the bed listening to Tia talk on and on, but she couldn't say anything. It was like listening to gibberish.

This sounds exactly like a knight-errant story!

However, she didn't dislike it much; in fact, she was somewhat drawn to it.

After hearing Tia's legendary story, Annie rubbed her forehead and suddenly asked worriedly, "I think I understand now. But Tia, if you encountered an assassin, were you alright?"

Tia scratched her head and said, "I'm not injured..."

"Phew, at least I'm still alive."

"What do you mean, 'It's good that they're still alive'...?"

Anne snorted and kicked Tia's leg with her fair foot, but then worriedly said, "After all, she's a Sequence 6 assassin... It must be very dangerous for Eleanor to stay with Iris! Should we send Eleanor back quickly?"

"It's dangerous for me to stay there too!"

Just as Annie was about to soften her tone, she ruthlessly retorted, "Tia, you insisted on going on this adventure yourself, so you deserve to suffer a bit, and you didn't even tell me."

There was a hint of emotion in those words.

"Damn it! Annie, at least show some concern for me!"

"Okay, okay. So, shouldn't you and Eleanor come back soon?"

The young lady of the Mercury family stood up and angrily rubbed Tia's head with a crucifix. The face wash made Tia dizzy, and the scene was somewhat like the Virgin Mary holding the infant Jesus.

Tia struggled for a while, then said with lingering satisfaction:

“That won’t work. Eleanor needs to undergo curse treatment, so she definitely won’t be back for a while. As for me, I have some very important things to do over there. I also received a piece of Chairman Ulrich’s legacy from Bridget, and I need to figure that out as well.”

"Inheritance? You mean the coordinates of the nightmare?"

"Yes, it might be Ulrich's Sanctuary. It might also be related to my Sequence 6 advancement."

"It's somewhat dangerous."

Anne was a little wary and said, "Don't go for the next few months."

Tia asked, puzzled, "What do you mean?"

“I will complete the Sequence 7 ritual before September, and then I will go deep-sea diving with you, Tia.”

"That's too fast!"

Tia was referring to Annie's rapid promotion.

Tia's promotion speed was actually quite abnormal. She went from Sequence 9 to Sequence 7 in a year, which was almost miraculous. The last person in Ansu to be promoted so quickly was Pope Peter, but he was still almost a month slower than her.

Because the normal advancement of extraordinary individuals requires a "training" process, they need to test the limits of their deep dive, carefully enhance their soul strength and deepen their diving limits through rituals, and then break through to the point where they can understand the extraordinary knowledge in the advancement ritual.

But Tia doesn't need this kind of training. Her soul is in a temple 40km underwater, and the extraordinary power she can bear is beyond imagination. As long as she gathers the rituals and materials, she can advance at any time.

And coincidentally, Anne thought the same thing.

Ever since Annie fell into the temple and received a gift from a spirit whale, she has discovered that her deep-diving limits seem to be more than just Sequence 9 and Sequence 8.

Anne shook her head, her thick, smooth golden hair swaying slightly. The young lady of the Mercury family said with considerable confidence, "Not a problem at all!"

"real or fake?"

"You actually doubt me! There's definitely no problem!"

Annie was a little unhappy. She took off her shoes and stood on Tia's bed, her fair feet stepping on Tia's thighs. "Next time, you're not allowed to sneak off to the iris garden without telling me at all."

"Okay, okay."

"Don't try to brush me off, or Miss Anne will teach the maid Tia a lesson!"

"How outrageous! Besides, I had a perfectly legitimate reason. And I already told you, Anne. There are some things that even Eleanor doesn't know."

"That won't do either—hey, don't come any closer!"

“Annie, I think it’s still necessary to explain that there are still significant differences between Sequence 7 and Sequence 8 in terms of strength and stamina.”

Tia grabbed Annie's feet and tackled her to the ground. Strands of her hair fell onto Annie's panicked face.

Annie ate Tia's hair as soon as she opened her mouth, and quickly said:

"No!"

"Annie, you're getting way too involved. I haven't even done anything yet..."

"Hehehe, let's get into the mood. Wait, wait, don't tickle my armpits, no, ahahaha~ I'm going to tell my mom... ahahaha! And don't tickle my feet either..."

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the other side.

Vera was writing furiously in her bedroom, reviewing for her final exams.

She now felt the light of wisdom bursting forth from her pupils, nostrils, and ears; the spirit of passion, the flame of knowledge, and the mysterious moonlight streaming onto the windowsill. Then she saw flames surge up and engulf Vera's body.

It looks like a giant python, like a scarf, like...

Vera paused writing, all the mystical illusions vanished, and she remained still for a moment.

She thought she heard strange noises coming from next door, like laughter or playful fighting, but the sounds were faint. She suspected it was an echo from the occult visions she had just experienced that caused her to hallucinate.

Never mind, let's get back to studying!

Study hard and make progress every day!

Chapter 231 Cameron's Plan

Foggy Moon City, St. Pantheon University.

Not far behind the University of the Academy's chapel is the Academy Tower, which gives this area its name "The Tower".

This place also served as the residence of successive presidents of the Alchemy Society and their students.

However, Jeremiah's generation was quite special. He had no students of his own and lived a secluded life, only ever going between the church and the tower.

As usual, Jeremiah would come to the church from the tower at eight o'clock every Monday morning, then brew a pot of black tea with sugar cubes and milk for Ulrich Bonhoeffer, who had turned to stone, and prepare a plate of biscuits with cinnamon and ginger candy.

In the banquet hall of the chapel, the young president bowed as he poured black tea for Ulrich. The splashing water in the teacup revealed Jeremiah's long, curly hair, glistening with the luster of olive oil, reflected in the tea. A gold-threaded headband tied behind his head, and the graceful muscle lines of his young body were faintly visible through the folds of his white linen robe.