Miss Witch's Forbidden Book Secret

The largest of them all snapped and popped—a whole black ball, even bouncing. The silvery-white raven held a bottle of high-end red wine with its neck pecked open in its wings, a stone in its beak. The bottle was filled with countless small stones, squeezing the wine right up to the mouth.

The whole raven stared at the bottle mouth with a dull look in its eyes, and then it lowered its head and pecked at the bottle fiercely.

Tia was shocked.

What the hell is this? Why is he acting like a fool? Is this still my Raven King?!

"Look at your mother? Hasn't she ever seen a crow drink water?!"

The Shrike drank the last bit, felt the malice in the human's eyes, and protested with curses.

Tia felt it was outrageous, "Can't you hold it and drink it?"

"Oh my god! What you said makes a lot of sense. I can even drink from it... That's not the point. Ahem, you despicable, shameless, cunning, vulgar, tyrannical, crude, insidious, and malicious bastard human, what are you trying to do by calling the great Raven King here?"

Tia kicked the Shrike and sent it flying.

In response, the shrike flapped its wings and flew to someone's clothesline, where a row of underwear was hanging. The smell immediately made the King of Ravens dizzy.

Shrike:yue~

Tia said directly: "Send me a few useful spiritual crows."

The Raven King's eyes suddenly flashed with fear. "What are you doing, shameless human?! Ravens are useless! We don't even have organs!"

so horrible!

It's not like Shrike hasn't heard of humans with XP who are curious about things. There are even some who are fascinated by lizards and exhaust pipes, but crows are really not an option!

Be a normal person!

"Shut up.

"I'm talking about reliable and trustworthy spiritual crows," Tia said. "I want a group of spiritual crows to go to Iris. Some will go to Cross Harbor on the Boliu Coast, and some will go north from Cross Harbor to Misty Moon City, the capital of Iris."

"That's not too much trouble. What are you doing?"

"Help me find someone named Maan Cullen. He's very famous, and any news about him will definitely be in the newspapers. Once you find him, keep a close eye on him. Some of Anzu's extraordinary people will probably find him too, so just hide well."

"Hey, that's not difficult. It's rare for you to be a human being. How much do you want?"

"Two or three hundred, maybe."

"Mr. Duo?!" Shrike was stunned for a moment. Is this the number you asked for?

Tia said, "Your spiritual crows don't need to eat anyway. From Newlon Harbor all the way to Misty Moon City, assign me a crow every few meters to ensure that the message can reach me smoothly and quickly."

Spiritual creatures are really useful. They are not afraid of death or fatigue, and their stamina bars are frighteningly long.

This is much more than the surplus value of human beings.

The Shrike was furious, flapping his wings and glaring at Tia from the clothesline, wanting to hang this human thing to death. Even St. Vincent didn't get this kind of treatment back then! You, Tia Surf, are even more awesome than St. Vincent!

Listen, two or three hundred crows, just to bring you a message! Is this human language?

Please get some animal protection.

Tia had anticipated the Shrike's reaction and said calmly, "Three bottles of mid-range wine for each crow, plus one bottle every month. If one dies, an extra bottle of high-end wine."

This time, Tia had really spent a fortune. A thousand bottles of mid-range wine cost around 1000 gold pounds, or about one gold pound per bottle. High-end wines cost over ten gold pounds per bottle.

The Raven King immediately shut his mouth.

As long as there's wine, that's fine.

What, you said the life of a crow is also a life?

Isn't this a pension?

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Just as Tia was about to send the Crow Camera to Brother Maen, the spy planted by Ansu in Iris took action at the same time.

However, these are still unknown to the great inventor who has just been imprisoned.

Maan Cullen just felt that he was about to die.

He has been locked up in the prison cell in Misty Moon City for a whole month!

He asked the prison guards more than once when they would give him a result - whether it would be release or execution.

But these republican hangmen should hang him, with no intention of sending him to the gallows for a formal execution, nor of declaring him innocent and releasing him.

Instead, his cell was furnished with a desk, paper, pen, a crappy mechanical calculator that broke down after a few days of use, and research projects that were sent to him every now and then under the pretext of prison visits!

He has the attitude of "just work here as a scientific research slave for us until you die", but he has no choice but to do it.

Because if you don't work you'll really go hungry.

The most serious one was that he was so hungry that his eyes were blurry. He managed to chew off a palm-sized iron fence. If the doctor had not performed surgery in time, he would have nearly died from swallowing metal.

The technical bureaucrat from the authorities came to visit the prison again. He was a middle-aged man in his forties. Marn knew him. He was a former mentor in the Alchemy Society.

However, this mentor was a republican, while Marx was a royalist. They did not see eye to eye and rarely communicated.

Maan burst into tears, clutching the iron bars and sobbing, "I shed my blood for my country! I risked my life for my country! You can't treat a hero like this!"

The middle-aged technical officer sneered, "Stop barking like a dog. You're still risking your life. There are tens of thousands of fraudsters in Wuyue City, and they all regard you as their forefather. Don't you have any idea?"

"Work hard, or you'll continue to starve."

Maen shut up and sighed, "Brother, I really don't want to live anymore! When will our glorious and great authorities send me to court? I'll plead guilty to everything, and I'd rather die quickly. Instead of keeping me locked up in this constant fear, it's better to end it quickly!"

Speaking of this, the technical officer became even angrier, "You still don't want to live? There are a lot of people out there trying to save you! Otherwise, they would have hanged you long ago!"

"Hey, why do people still want me to live? Are they blind?"

"It's Ansu's people! God knows what those Ansu people are thinking, they probably have a crush on your brain. The authorities are now facing pressure from the empire and need an ally. They are negotiating with Ansu."

The technical officer looked at Maan with ill intent and chuckled, "But you'd better not get your hopes up. We at Iris never trust the scheming Ansu people, let alone the authorities now presided over by the Vice President."

After saying that, the technical officer turned and left.

Maan sat on the ground, thinking for a while, and asked in confusion: "Ansu, how did Ansu know that I was arrested?"

"Forget it, let's just survive first. Damn, these lunatics. They're all crazy. We can't stay in this rotten place on the mainland anymore. Let's move in quickly."

Maan thought of Tia Sulph, who had almost taken him down, and shuddered again. He thought to himself, "Anzu isn't a good place either. It would be best if I could go to the Free City and the Capital of Wealth in the Seven Seas. I haven't explored those places yet, so I should be able to deceive them for a while longer..."

Volume 1: Chapter 135 My family is waiting for me to go back for dinner

Tia called out the Silverclaw Shrike and gave him some instructions, then quickly boarded the steam train and returned to the city of Silver Castle.

It is still very unsafe to stay with these crows for a long time. The breath of spiritual creatures is very unique, and the Avalon system can detect it if there is too much contamination.

Tia was not sure where the specific boundary was. After all, she was not a master of tower studies, so how could she understand this?

But at this moment, Vera had not yet arrived at Crown Street, but was still in the Royal Capital Cathedral.

The Royal Capital Cathedral is a little more imposing than the Cathedral of Our Lady in Newlondon. It is surrounded by a vast garden and museum in the front, and behind it are the main buildings of St. Simon's Cathedral and the Apostolic Palace, as well as the Raphael Chapel where bishops' conferences are held.

At this moment, the newly ordained nun was sitting on a bench in the sanctuary of the Royal Capital Cathedral, mumbling.

A female bishop in front of the altar was speaking with a dry mouth, but unfortunately, this was just like a college lecture - more than a dozen rows of benches, and the trainee priests sitting in the front would at least pretend to listen carefully.

The priests behind him were very casual and did whatever they wanted to do.

It was nothing—the bishop had been speaking for six hours! Vera's bottom was almost stiff from sitting there!

Fortunately, the kind lady ended the conversation quickly. When Vera was still reluctant to leave, she quickly stood up, picked up her luggage and joined the crowd, pouring out.

As soon as she came out of St. Simon's Cathedral, she heard a voice saying:

"Willa, please wait a moment. Don't leave yet."

Vera stopped and looked, then she saw that it was the mentor she had just chosen, Bishop Famas.

The young bishop served in the Genting Diocese of Baiyinbao, which was located in Wugang, Baiyinbao's import and export terminal on the Wushui River.

Places like ports are full of good and bad people, so generally speaking, they don't need rookies like apprentice priests.

Furthermore, Bishop Farmas was a relatively young bishop. Youth was a kind of invisible capital in the church, meaning it held a higher surplus value than those half-buried old men. With his authority, he could easily request the transfer of seminary graduates, without having to select among interns.

Similarly, this high-risk area also means a more impressive resume, so many novice priests are vying to go to the Argentinian diocese.

Except for Vera, of course—she just wanted to be bad.

But as luck would have it, Vera was chosen by the bishop.

the reason is simple:

Yueyi - First Release~ Famas is Marshall's student...

Famas walked over and saw Vera nodding. "You seemed to be in a hurry just now. Be careful. Do you have a place to stay?"

Vera was a little scared of this instructor and said reluctantly, "I found it. Teacher, if you are not busy, please let me go first."

"Wait a minute."

Famas said, "My teacher asked me to take good care of you, so naturally I have to take on that responsibility. Furthermore, you have considerable talent, and your performance in the Way of the Holy Grail is almost as good as that of a newly graduated seminary priest. I have even more confidence in you."

Vera felt a little regretful.

What a talent!

She knew her own limitations. Her so-called talent referred to the extraordinary ability of 175% Saint Sequence obtained through the Salt Contract...

Vera wanted to run away even more, and said, "Teacher, my family is still waiting for me. I'm afraid she will worry."

"family?"

Famas was stunned for a moment before nodding. "Then go back early. Don't let your family worry. You did well on the test this time. Once you pass the internship assessment, I'll do a home visit and set an example for those kids in the seminary."

"Ah?!" Vera shook her head suddenly and said, "Teacher! Let's forget about the home visit, shall we?"

"Let's talk again."

Famas didn't dismiss the idea, but simply said, "But be careful recently. We have to go to the Diocese of Genting to attend a mass for our family in a few days. Don't eat meat these days."

"By the way, you don't have a lover now, right? If you do, be careful not to go too far these few days."

"That shouldn't be the case..." Vera thought for a moment. She and Tia weren't really lovers, so what kind of lovers would be so naive? But she was still puzzled. "Why are you asking this?"

Famas said with relief, "That's good. You're still young, don't get caught up in love affairs. It'll affect your future."

Vera said nothing.

It's strange that this teacher and student are at two extremes.

Bishop Marshall urged Aunt Isabella to get married every day, but Bishop Farmas was determined to be a Sigma man.

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Not to mention Vera, when Tia returned to Silver Castle, she went to the post office to send a letter to her sister to show her concern for her lonely old sister.

Then I went to the market and bought some bread, fresh-cut lamb, seafood, miscellaneous vegetables, butter, pepper, basil, cloves and so on.

When they returned to No. 16 Crown Street, Annie opened the door for Tia. Seeing the huge pile of ingredients, she asked curiously, "Are we going to hand it over to the chefs later?"

Tia took off her coat. Although the weather was still quite cold, the temperature on the steam train was sufficient. Tia sweated a little from the trip and went to take a shower.

After walking out of the bathroom, Tia thought about it and decided that since there were no outsiders around, she simply asked Annie to help her put on her bra and panties. After changing into casual clothes, she said, "I'll do it later. The royal chefs are very good, but they don't dare to use any bold ideas. They're a bit too conservative."

This was indeed the case, mainly due to Eleanor's curse. Food can affect mood, so the royal chef was very careful in serving Eleanor's meals. Whether it was the cooking temperature or the knife skills, one could see that her skills were superb, but the taste was bland.

It feels like I didn’t eat at all, which makes me feel very confused.

It would be better for her to go herself.

Cooking is a pleasure and enjoyment, especially feeding children like Anne and Vera until they cry out for food, which is even more enjoyable - provided that you don't have to wash dishes or pots.

Annie fully agreed with Tia's idea of ​​cooking.

Eleanor had no objection. She just squatted down and poked around at the ingredients, and saw that the beef was actually wriggling, which made her excited.

Tia stood behind Eleanor.

The black-haired girl glared at the princess, reached out and grabbed Eleanor Fate's neck, and reminded her: "Don't play if you don't want to eat."

"Interesting." Eleanor blinked her innocent eyes, reached out and took out a ten-pound note from her pocket, and said with great interest, "I'll buy it!"

"No. By the way, Eleanor, please keep a record of the bill for me later and have Silver Castle reimburse me for the food expenses."