Miss Witch's Forbidden Book Secret

Tia is blessed with a "Loud Speech" that strengthens her presence and the appeal of her language, a "Charming Humanity" that increases her first impression, a "Illusive Aura" that increases her temperament and makes people feel awesome but she is just a paper tiger, and a "Kindness to Others" that makes people more approachable and makes them feel like brothers and sisters from the same mother at first sight.

There was originally an "Invisible Step", but this was for the Unsheathed Blade Path. The first three above were for the King Path, which conflicted with the Unsheathed Blade, so I had to remove it.

Four Sequence 9 rituals were completed. Vera inscribed "Hidden by Day, Active by Night," which strengthens the nighttime body's strength. Eleanor inscribed "Enhanced Intuition," which heightens perception, and "Water Spirit," which allows for rapid recovery when immersed in liquids. Anne also inscribed "High-Speed ​​Casting," a family tradition that reduces the number of steps in the ritual.

Three of the Sequence 8 rituals were completed. Vera, a Sequence 8 Substitution Scholar, was skilled in water element substitution and had mastered many related rituals. She had the "Quick Drain" ritual inscribed on her to extract water through physical contact. Tia had originally wanted to perform the Golden Fire ritual, but the Golden Fire's characteristics were too obvious, so she simply borrowed a ritual from Shrike, which allowed her to use liquid to create a fake body to confuse the enemy with "Liquid Camouflage."

And the "explosion protection" that Tia has recently mastered.

Only one Sequence 7 ritual was performed. Eleanor was the only one among the four. She was engraved with the classic ritual of the Oak Path in the Earth, a Sequence 7 "Quick Healing" at almost no cost.

It took Tia and the other three more than half a month just to engrave these rituals.

On the other side, in the main building of the National Police Agency.

Scarlett had just been summoned to the office, but this time the person who met her was not Inspector Sir Charles, but a young man wearing a brown trench coat and glasses who looked like a scholar or a detective.

She has short black hair and is not very tall, even shorter than Scarlett.

If you ignore his clothes, he looks like a newsboy selling newspapers on the street.

"Commissioner Scarlett, huh? Welcome to the Silver Castle Suppression Headquarters. I'm your direct superior, Kurd. I'm the Chief of Surgery at the Silver Castle Suppression Headquarters. You can also call me Mr. Detective. It's all fine."

The detective smiled warmly and pointed to the sofa, saying, "Sit down first."

"The Suppression Headquarters has been incredibly busy lately, especially since the Queen's Celebration just ended. We sent all the personnel from the various branches back home, and then we just happened to run into the Iris Civil War—well, that's why I called you here."

"You're from Silver Castle. Your father is a skilled worker at the Huasi Steel Plant, and your mother is an elementary school teacher in Wugang District. Right?"

“Yes…yes.”

Scarlett was a little frightened when Kurd suddenly mentioned her parents.

Kurd adjusted his hat and smiled, "Don't worry. It's just a routine inquiry. Since you're from Silver Castle, I'll feel more at ease using you."

"Iris has already accepted some of Ms. Bernice's conditions. We are fighting alongside them, so it's time for Iris to show some sincerity. Iris is planning to secretly extradite the great royalist inventor, Marne Cullen, to us. You will be responsible for meeting him."

"But please note, we are not here to escort him back to his country."

Volume 1: Chapter 150: Saving the Great Inventor Maen Kulun

"Does that mean that Maan Cullen has not been released yet?"

In the study, Tia poured a glass of wine and placed it on the table, then spread out two secret books, as if she were talking to herself in the air.

One of the two secret books was handwritten by Shrike, and the other was the prince that Tia exchanged for a raccoon cat. I read them for half a month but didn't understand anything - I didn't even understand the title.

She asked Shrike to make another copy during this period and send it to Bernard, hoping that he could make some progress.

But the hope is probably not great - for ordinary people, these words may be forgotten faster than they are remembered.

However, it was not completely fruitless. Some pages were presented with pictures. Tia tried it and found that it was an extraordinary ritual for refining a powder that was less effective than high explosives such as RDX, but was unexpectedly highly toxic.

This powder is very evil. Its poison does not target the flesh, but specifically targets extraordinary rituals - to be more precise, the human spirit.

When Tia smelled the potion while it was being refined, she felt a fainting sensation, as if she had fallen into a nightmare. It was somewhat similar to the "Siren Song" potion she had seized when she broke into the Siren Song factory - except that it was less likely to explode and was safer.

If it can suppress the spirituality of human beings, it can naturally suppress the spirituality of spiritual creatures.

This is a good thing. If you squeeze it together, it becomes dynamite. If you throw it into water, it becomes sleepy tea. It is very versatile.

Soon, the huge silver-white raven stretched its wings, came out from the ceiling, and jumped onto the table.

Tia covered her wine glass with her hand and asked:

"Isn't Ansu trying to form an alliance with Iris? Why don't the Communist Party and the authorities intend to release him?"

She was asking about Maan Cullen.

Marne Cullen's identity was unique: he was a renowned inventor and a seasoned, steadfast feudal warrior. But beyond those two points, he was also a true speculator. This made him a perfect undercover agent.

Ms. Bernice thought so too, so she specifically requested the extradition of Marne Cullen from prison.

Tia's purpose is slightly different. She needs a chess piece who can go to the empire and help her find the priest in the Imperial Church who is proficient in language rituals.

Iris's spirit, the crow, brought an urgent message. Shrike had just flown in from the east coast. He quickly drank two sips and said with a lingering feeling:

"Gah! He's still in prison! And I heard from the kids that he's being transferred to the Hurkacz dungeon. I guess he's being taken out for execution!"

Tia was slightly surprised when she heard this.

Not only was he not rescued, he was almost dead!

Hurkacz is a large prison on an island in the middle of the lake east of Mistmoon City. After the Republicans occupied Mistmoon City, it was used to detain death row prisoners involved in the rebellion.

But Maenkulen was at most convicted of fraud, and at most he also had some political issues.

No matter from which perspective, as long as he gives in, he will not be sentenced to death.

Is this a plan to be loyal to the royal family? Tia didn't understand, but she believed that a talented person like Brother Maen was definitely not a tough guy.

"Is the information from your side accurate?"

"Are you questioning His Majesty Shrike, the great Raven King?"

Shrike rolled his eyes at Tia and boasted, "Let me tell you, damned human. The great Shrike has already made arrangements for you. You want to rescue that person, right?"

"almost."

"Hey! That's good! I've found a candidate for you. A rare unsheathed Sequence 7 blade from the slums of Misty Moon City, and a transformed spirit!"

Tia didn't care who the person was, but first asked doubtfully, "Can a Sequence 7 really infiltrate the Hurkacz Prison in the center of the lake?"

Shrike rolled his eyes at Tia and sneered, "They're different. You know those hooligans and rogues in the underground black market? As long as you pay them, they'll do anything. In some cases, they're more useful than the Archons."

This statement means something.

Who do you scold?

Tia pretended not to understand and continued the topic, "So what's the situation with the person you chose?"

"Agent's fee."

The big raven leaned sideways, stretched out its big wings, patted its belly, and cackled.

So he was waiting here... Tia raised her eyebrows, brought up two bottles of royal wine from downstairs, handed them to the shrike, and saw the raven throwing a booklet over.

I don’t know where these crows learned this from, but they not only recorded text messages, but also secretly followed people and took photos with their cameras.

The photo shows a girl standing on the street with her back to the camera. She has long dark brown hair and is wearing an embroidered cloak. She is holding a large box of bread in her hands. She is dressed like a country girl from the eastern mountains of the mainland.

He looked short in the photo. Tia compared him with the reference in the photo and he was probably less than 1.5 meters tall. He was skinny and looked a bit malnourished.

A pure little loli.

Look at the name and age again:

——Holly Coscia, 14 years old.

The black-haired girl exclaimed, "Wow, the church knows that 14 years old is a minor, and one must be at least 16 to be baptized."

Tia condemned: "You employ child laborers? Are you still human?"

"We're not human to begin with," the Shrike said disdainfully. "Don't just stand there on the moral high ground and point fingers. This guy isn't your Eleanor or Anini. He's a legitimate street tycoon, a Red Knight with a Sequence 7 Unsheathed Blade. He's probably killed about as many people as you've deceived. You two are the same."

"Have I ever cheated anyone? I clearly marked the prices of the medicine I sold. They came to me to buy it on their own initiative."

Tia protested.

Shrike was speechless. He said, "Anyway, I've found the person for you. But he has conditions."

"How much does it cost?"

"for free?"

"Free stuff?" Tia became alert and didn't believe in pie falling from the sky.

Shrike said, "How could that be possible? That's wishful thinking. I want you to collect the debt."

"Someone owes her money? A factory owner or an entrepreneur?"

"It's her father. In short, it's the same old drama of aristocratic families, abandoning wives and children, giving birth but not raising them, and so on. You humans are really weird. I got tired of seeing it in the deep sea thousands of years ago, and yet it's still popular now." The Shrike took a piece of paper in his mouth and threw it on the table. He stomped on it twice to flatten it, and the photo of the real owner appeared on the paper.

"Oh, biological dad."

This is really a biological father.

Tia held it down and took a closer look: a strong middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a khaki windbreaker, was standing in front of the main gate of Fontaine Palace in Misty Moon City, with his arm around the shoulder of a man wearing the robe of an Alchemy Society mentor, both of them smiling.

On the back of the photo is the person's name.

The Governor of Iris Mist Moon City - Casco Durant.

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“But be careful, Scarlett, your trip to Iris is not to bring Marne Cullen back to the country.

"Casco Durant, the governor of Misty Moon City, is a speculator. Now that Iris is willing to negotiate with us, he will definitely not make things difficult for you. When you arrive, you can seek his help. He will be responsible for releasing Marn Cullen, and then you can extradite him away from Iris."

In the office of the Grand Police Department, Kurd, the head of the Surgery Department of the Suppression Bureau, sat on the sofa with his legs crossed.

He held up his teacup, looked at Scarlett and smiled, "Okay, if you have any questions, just ask.

"Saint Engard and Iris should be almost done talking by now. Those knights want to rebuild the church in Iris. Well, rebuilding the church, our Holy Church in Anzu must also lend a hand to our fellow brothers! I'll arrange for you to take the church's ship over at the end of March. If you don't ask now, you won't have time."

Scarlett said nervously, "Director! Since I can't extradite Mr. Marne Cullen back to the country, what should I do?"

"It's simple, Scarlett. You're responsible for delivering him to the Misty Valley north of the Iris Flower, and then keeping him at White Hart Castle at the bottom of the valley. That's the border between the Iris Flower and the Empire. The rangers and scouts of White Hart Castle are proficient in disguise. They will take Marne Cullen with them and leave together. But in reality, they are a bunch of undercover agents."

"Hey, leave? You mean send her to the Empire?!"

"Of course. Faced with the horrific oppression of the tyrannical authorities, the righteous people of Iris rose up with passion, broke through the Hurkats Prison, rescued the great inventor Marn Cullen, and defected to the Empire. Isn't this a good script?"

The detective boasted, "I'll even have the Iris newspaper help spread the word. It's absolutely perfect."

"Ah..." Scarlett said weakly, "But will Iris agree? Wouldn't that embarrass the Alchemy Society authorities?"

"Tsk. Who cares? Anyway, White Hart Castle has agreed. Governor Durant has also agreed. As for the technical bureaucrats of the Alchemy Society..."

Kurd said meaningfully, "Even if it's the same country, it's impossible for there to be only one ideology, right, Scarlett?"

Volume 1: Chapter 151: Holly Cosya and Her Dog

Whether it is Ansu or Iris, the upper-class people are keen on intrigue and forming alliances.

Although the Iris Republic was achieved, it is not like installing an integration mod that can integrate the thoughts of different people together with just one click.

There were republicans and monarchists within the country. Within the monarchists, there were imperialists who tended to support the imperial invasion and prayed for the arrival of heavenly soldiers, and localists who gnashed their teeth at the royal family and their allies for defecting to the empire.

The imperial faction and the local faction can be divided infinitely, but this is very complicated.

An Su Chunchun is a troublemaker. No sooner has he formed an alliance than he starts thinking about how to split the allies a second time to ensure that they are half dead.

These were of no importance to Tia, and even less so to Holly Cosya, an underage girl living in the slums of Misty Moon City.

The intrigues of the princes and nobles were not as important as the bread and opium on her table.

On the riverbank, clutching her bread for the day, she gazed intently at both banks. All she could see were rusted bronze pipes dumping tons of sewage into the river. A film of oil coated the dark surface of the river, where the sewage poured in with a tumbling slick. The film above, a dazzling display of color in the sun, and below, a thick, sloppy mess, like the dog shit soup her dog had spewed out after a stomach upset.

Of course, there were other things too: ripped shirts, torn underwear, umbrellas that had flown in from nowhere, all sorts of questionable cosmetics, bottles of wine, and vials. If you were willing to get in, the sewage river would be an open-air treasure chest.

Especially some time ago, the Alchemical Society had just tried a group of royalists, mainly nobles, in the Place de la Guillotine across the river.

But chopping off the head with a knife is the way for the lower class to die, just snap it off. The nobles are more noble, so the way they die must be different from others.

So men were usually sent to the gallows, and women were usually sent to the stake.

However, it was obvious that not all nobles liked this grace, especially since the rope of the gallows was a bit loose, and often fell off halfway through the hanging, and the rope had to be tied again for the second execution.

Many people tried to escape by jumping into the river, but were drowned by the sewage.

So if you look inside, you might find a corpse. Some time ago, Holly went to retrieve a corpse and knocked two gold teeth out of the mouth of a wealthy fat man. She made a lot of money and then bought a whole half year's supply of dry bread and tincture of opium - a kind of wine soaked in unspeakable psychotropic drugs.

In fact, the latter tasted terrible, but the pain-relieving effect was so good. Her mother used to drink it - she would drink it every time she came back with a man. Holly couldn't remember when she died of drinking it.

Anyway, it was either four or five years ago, or two or three years ago, it’s almost the same.

There are so many people who died in the slums, who would keep track of this?

She thought about it while holding the bread, then went into the alley and signaled to the people inside, but no one responded.

Holly simply walked into the alley, found a small door, knocked on it, and said, "I'm Carmack's little canary. Is anyone in there?"