"In fact, the Church is Ansu's true ground power. In front of the three major knightly orders, the Ansu Army's presence is almost zero. On the one hand, the King's standing army system is due to the fact that King George III deployed troops overseas in the early years, which led to the nobles demanding the reduction of the standing army.

"On the other hand, with the church's centennial industrial plan, the aristocratic private army system disappeared along with the decline of the aristocracy. As a result, the church's armed forces effectively replaced the army's functions."

In the bedroom, Tia gave Anne a history lesson after finishing her rhetoric lesson.

These contents are taught in history classes, but they are not just briefly mentioned in the exams.

Anne raised her hand and said, "Then why not establish a standing army now?"

Tia said, "Good question. The royal family's response to this is that Ansu is an island nation. If it doesn't expand, the army's role will only be to maintain public security and order in the kingdom. Since public security has been replaced by the National Police, unnecessary military spending will only do harm and no good. Therefore, from three hundred years ago to the present, the standing army has only 20,000 men."

"Of course, this is just a secular response. But there are deeper reasons."

"A deeper reason?!"

Anne remembered the extraordinary rituals she had been studying recently and asked curiously, "Is it because of the constraints of extraordinary rituals?"

Tia said: "That's right."

"Great, guess Yueyi~first*post# right!"

“But that’s not entirely true.”

“Hey hey hey hey…”

"To be precise, it's the limitations of the transcendental path. When Ansu was founded, King Charles Moren chose the king as the cornerstone of the royal family's transcendental power. This power has been passed down through bloodlines to this day. The king is the path to order, authority, obedience, stability, and rule."

Tia, having read extensively recently, was quite familiar with this. She said, "War generally destabilizes society. This destructive force is like an unsheathed blade. Whether initiating a war or being initiated into it, war is a matter of life and death for the king."

"Thus, three hundred years ago, King George III, still in his prime, suddenly fell ill with an incurable disease. Not even one of his children lived past the age of 12."

Annie had never heard of such a secret and was a little incredulous. She asked hurriedly, "Teacher, are supernatural powers so dangerous?"

The little girl also regretted it. If she had known earlier, she would not have done the deep diving ceremony!

If someone around her was also cursed like this, she would definitely be heartbroken!

Tia touched Annie's hair and accidentally discovered that the child was still wearing the collar she gave her. She pulled the collar and said happily, "That won't happen. Supernatural powers are like diving and climbing a mountain."

"Some people have already climbed to the top of the mountain. If they fall, they will definitely die miserably. But for someone like you, Annie, who's only a few meters down the mountain, even if you fall, the worst you'll do is break a bone."

Annie's pretty, delicate face immediately revealed a relaxed and bright smile. She quickly pushed away Tia's disruptive hand and asked, "What about you, Tia?"

"Call the teacher."

"Um...Teacher~"

"As for me, I was probably bungee jumping halfway up the mountain... going up and down. It looked dangerous, but it was strangely safe."

"It still sounds very dangerous."

"All power has a price."

"Can you give up your power?"

"How can I protect you without power?"

"Woo~"

Volume 1: Chapter 81: Su Erfu's Soul Flies Upside Down in the Palace

At night, Tia politely declined Mrs. Mercury's invitation to stay overnight and left the Earl's mansion.

She has been a pure model worker during this period. Although she does not work three jobs like Vanessa to support her girlfriend, it is almost the same. She is busy at the police station during the day and tutoring in the evening and morning.

As for why?

Because the lady gave so much.

She worked at the Suppression Bureau, and her combined salary of acting director and hunter was only 100 gold pounds. Yet, the lady actually gave her 150 gold pounds a month for tutoring!

If Annie hadn't been there, Tia would have almost called her mom.

Of course, she could also choose to quit her job to make things easier for herself, but Tia really needed money now.

As a typical Eastern soul, Tia had an extraordinary obsession with housing—in other words, buying a house. And she didn't buy one in Newlon Harbor, but in Silver Castle, because her sister Avina was also there, and she had to prepare a small home for herself and her sister.

Housing in Silver Castle wasn't cheap, ranging from 4000 to 5000 gold pounds in marginal areas, while prices in prime locations often reached over 10,000 gold pounds. Besides the house itself, there were also annual property taxes, carriage rentals, food, clothing, and other basic expenses, totaling at least 300 gold pounds per year.

Tia only had two thousand gold pounds, but this was not a fantasy.

Because she just received a letter of commission.

【Alchemy Society:】

Dear Acting Director Tia Sulph, thank you for taking the time to review this letter. I am Marne Cullen, a mentor at the Alchemy Society. I have heard of your professional reputation in investigating paranormal crimes, and especially your efficient and pragmatic approach. Therefore, I write to you to assist me in resolving a difficult debt.

[After recovering the funds, you will receive **80%** of the total debt as commission. Please come to Woodpecker Bar on November 30th to discuss the details.]

Debtor Name: Lawrence Security Group/Twin Snakes Cult

Amount owed: 150000 gold pounds

[Reason for debt: Unpaid payment for commissioned production of the android "Elvira"]

[Debt certificate is as follows]

Tia shook the letter of commission, and a photo fell out from the paper interlayer.

This is a black and white photo with a contract signed for an unknown number of years.

"Interesting. Vera was commissioned by the Twin Serpents Cult to create a cyborg called the Hand of Transformation. That makes sense."

Tia remembered the mission of her promotion ceremony, and immediately connected the cause and effect together. In other words, Vera was actually the "physical container" prepared for the twin snakes?

"But now it's the Alchemy Society that's here to collect the debt. Why isn't it the Hand of Transformation... uh..."

She suddenly thought of Canaan Ogre, who was smiling all the time after being shot three times by her.

A thousand "fuck"s suddenly flashed through Tia's mind.

Bro, you're in the same industry, right?!

But colleagues can't owe debts, right? A debt collector owes a debt, how could that be right?! He owed her a full three hundred pounds!

Now I have a headache.

Killing Sequence 8 Canaan attracted Sequence 6 Maen...

Tia knocked on the wooden table and muttered, "There's no way Lawrence Security will pay. So what did Maan Cullen want to do by inviting me? He probably doesn't know about my relationship with Vera. The few times I've had contact with Vera were very private. Is he seeking revenge?"

She quickly dismissed the possibility. Maan Cullen wasn't a fool. If he wanted revenge, he could just arrange for two bombers to wait for her outside the police station. If he needed more trouble, he could just send two horse-drawn carriages with explosives stuck on the bottom.

Not to mention her, even those with Sequence 5 or Sequence 6 wouldn't be able to withstand such an attack if they were caught off guard.

After work, I was holding my sister and singing, who would have thought that I would enter the blasting mode?

There's no need to go to all this trouble.

In this case...

Tia leaned against the chair with her eyes closed and dozed off. The golden fire suddenly started, and the four holy candles in the four corners of the bedroom were lit one after another, with a rich aroma of herbal essential oils wafting in the air.

A familiar feeling of drowsiness came over me.

"So I was exposed?"

................

................

Anne had just finished writing today's short composition in her bedroom. She looked left and right but didn't see Evelyn, who usually dozed off by her bedroom door.

“Sister Evelin!!!”

Anne shouted at the top of her voice, and soon she heard the sound of someone stumbling outside and about to hit the wall.

Evelin had just fallen asleep.

The head maid hurried over as soon as she put on her clothes. She opened the door, looked at Anne's delicate little face, and asked warily, "Miss, what happened?"

Anne put her hands behind her back and said, "It's okay! Sister Evelin, go back to sleep! Remember to lock the door for me."

Evelyn: “???”

She had no idea what was happening, but Evelyn was pushed away by Anne.

Anne didn't call Evelyn because she had something to ask her. On the contrary, she called her because she needed Evelyn to avoid her. Otherwise, the head maid would squat outside the door and push it open for her, only to find herself sitting on a chair with a collar on, still performing the deep diving ritual.

Oh no! Damn it!

After Evelin locked the door and left, Annie held the small essay that Tia had graded for her in both hands, tapped the ground on her toes, and spun around a few times like dancing, feeling a little tangled.

Deep diving is really fun, but it can’t replace sleep and it’s a bit tiring.

But after hearing what Tia said, Annie was a little confused.

But this dilemma is just like the one before going home for the holidays - should I learn something during the holidays? Then I forget everything and think, "Study hell, haven't I learned enough in school?" So I just play all day.

Anne's hesitation faded in an instant. "Oh no! I'm not even Sequence 9, what am I afraid of?"

But if you try, you will die.

Just light four candles, apply essential oils, light the sacred wood, recite the mantra silently, and pray to the gods.

A strong pressure, far stronger than the previous deep dives, suddenly came.

.................

At this moment, the Cathedral of Our Lady, the parish residence.

As a pure lazy dog, Vera's weekend is quite simple. She usually lies in her bedroom all day reading novels and comics. At night, facing the fear of school starting, she chooses to escape into nightmares.

Because the speed of time flowing in nightmares is different, the deeper the nightmare, the slower the time generally flows.

It is said that there is a nightmare in the "bottom of the sea" of the deep sea where even the concept of time does not exist, but Vera has never encountered it. The deepest nightmare she has ever encountered is the dream of the "Sleeping Witch of R'lyeh". It is not known how deep it is, but it is much deeper than the promotion ceremony.

She went there a few more times after her last visit, and hey, you know what, it was a really good place to kill time, and there were also some super awesome novels that she had never heard of before.

Things like The Hobbit, A Song of Ice and Fire, Westward Journey, The Epic of the Three Kingdoms, The Story of Three Women and One Hundred and Five Men, and so on.

Vera couldn't understand a lot of it, but many of it was really interesting, even more interesting than the novels on the market!

After a while, Vera mistook the great being's dreamland for a library. As for Tia—Tia was hanging upside down.

Vera put the novel in her hand back on the bookshelf, covered her head with the quilt with a huff, and took out the quadruple coin wrapped in the quilt.

Four coins were thrown on the bed, each smeared with essential oil.

This was not the first time she had called upon the "witch who sleeps in the eternal mansion of R'lyeh," so she was quite familiar with the method.

Close your eyes.

A heavy water pressure that I had already adapted to swept over me.

Volume 1: Chapter 82: Anne's Amazing Journey

When the surging waves dragged the ceremony into the deep sea, Anne was so nervous that she was about to cry.

This depth! 10000m, 20000m, 30000m!

Normally, she can only dive to 300 meters! What had she done wrong to be pulled so deep?!

This is just great!

Annie immediately regretted not consulting Tia's opinion and not listening to her mother. She also recited the names of her eighteen generations of ancestors and the seven righteous gods, hoping for their blessings.

But unfortunately, the buried ancestor could not hear Anne's call at all.

Just when the little girl was about to close her eyes and cry, waiting to die, a force gently supported her.

Soft and gentle.

If I had to describe it, it was like her mother's embrace when she was very young, or like the layer of fabric under a trampoline, which held her up instantly.

Anne bit her lip tightly, and when she opened her eyes again, she found herself in a rather empty and huge space, with a red moon hanging close to the window outside.

Unlike the historical scenes that appear in ordinary nightmares, this place is more like a banquet hall. The long banquet table is filled with all kinds of food that have never been seen before, some of which are steaming hot, and some are garnished with fruits and herbs that make people drool.

Anne happened to be sitting on the chair, and when she looked up, it was as if she had arrived in the land of giants - in addition to the banquet table, the door was big enough for a steamship to fly in, and the window was big enough for a sailboat to pass through!

The huge relief on the dome is so endless that you can only vaguely see thirteen paintings, which correspond exactly to the thirteen seats on the banquet table.

The only thing Anne could see clearly was the painting facing her seat: the moon was rising in the palace, and the king and queen were standing opposite each other with scepters in their hands.

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