Secret: The Witch's House Traitor

If we must use mysticism to explain it, in the Fourth Epoch, this was the capital of the Tudor-Trensost United Empire. It was also here that the "Blood Emperor" Alistair completely abandoned his humanity and became a mad god.

That year, the "Blood Emperor" Alistair was abandoned by the Seven Gods. He could not accept submitting to his former colleague, the Archon of another United Empire, 'Trensost', so he teamed up with Mr. Men and others to ambush the three Medici and forcibly changed his path to become a Sequence 0 Red Priest.

That day, the "Blood Emperor" was born from blood and fire. This iron-like man did not shed a single tear, but Backlund inexplicably rained all night.

In the Rose Manor, Lin Nuo sat in an armchair in the living room and tasted the manor's homemade red wine.

He sorted out the memories of Alistair Tudor, without any disrespect towards the Blood Emperor.

This is a tough guy who has been fighting all his life.

He is a true red priest.

Lin Nuo put down his wine glass, as if to show off his masculinity. He opened two more bottles of red wine and directly grabbed the wine glass and poured them into his mouth. He drank bottle after bottle of deep red wine. When Klein finished entertaining the guests of the manor, he took a reserved step, opened the door, and wanted to introduce to Lin Nuo the wine-producing manor that he had bought for 2 pounds. He saw the rows of empty wine bottles on the counter.

hiss~

Although this was not one of those expensive red wines from special years, Klein still felt a distressing feeling, as if Lin Nuo was not drinking red wine but his own blood.

"You...you drank so much?"

"Are you drinking red wine as water?"

"No... Even if it's water, you can't drink so much, right?"

Klein was extremely heartbroken when he saw that all the red wine on his wall had been drunk. He regretted immensely why he arranged for Lin Nuo to be here. Although he had originally intended for Lin Nuo to drink as much as he wanted, he couldn't really drink as much as he wanted even if he was asked to.

"Your guests have left?"

Lin Nuo reached into the void, and a cigar appeared in his hand. He snapped his fingers, sparks lit up, and the cigar was roughly lit. He burned the cigar like burning incense, without any intention of tasting it, but he lit it again.

“Both groups have already left.”

Klein immediately recognized the brand of the cigar in Lin Nuo's hand. It was "Chieftain," a cigar that was very popular among the upper class. Judging from the packaging, it should also be a collection in the cigar room in his own manor. Klein was now finally certain that it would be useless no matter where he placed Lin Nuo. It would be too easy for him to destroy his own manor.

"Did you see that?"

"That Major General Deputy Director of MI9, Qonas Kilger, should be a demigod who has hidden his identity, right?"

Klein didn't feel bad about the red wine and cigars. He asked questions that he was more concerned about.

"He possesses a Level 1 seal that can conceal his strength."

"If you want to do something to him, I will help you hide your tracks so that you won't be caught by the royal family."

Lin Nuo blew away the swirling smoke and provided Klein with some information.

He actually knew Qunas Kilger very well. He was a Sequence 4 Fallen Count, Major General Loen, Deputy Director of MI, a middleman for the Witch Cult and the royal family in human trafficking, an accomplice of the Backlund Great Smog, and was responsible for transporting supplies and people to the secret ruins.

His greatest identity was that he was a direct subordinate of George III.

If this person died, George III would probably become anxious and restless. He would realize that he was caught in some kind of conspiracy, and the only way to break out of it was the fastest way, which was to be promoted to Sequence 0 Black Emperor, establish a kingdom of God on earth, and deter all conspirators and ambitious people who were eyeing the king in the shadows.

"I will conduct a more in-depth investigation. Magicians never fight unprepared battles!"

Klein spoke in a dignified manner, but he actually didn't want Lin Nuo to provide any help beyond what was necessary.

He made a hard trip to the southern continent to sell arms and killed several pirates, and only then did he save up another 30,000 or 40,000 yuan. If Lin Nuo really intervened, then the cost of Klein's purchase of Quonas from the angel as a secret doll would definitely bankrupt him and leave him with a large foreign debt.

Klein is still young and he doesn't want to accept help. He just wants to fight on his own.

"I await your preparations, magician."

Lin Nuo looked at Klein, whose mental state was obviously much better than the last time he saw him. He waved his sleeves and threw the four wine glasses on the table towards Klein.

Klein had not expected this sudden attack. His body's instincts outstripped his consciousness. He nimbly caught the four bottles one by one, then threw them into the air alternately with his hands. As a result, the number of bottles in his hands increased. Five, six, eight, ten, twelve, fourteen...

"You are a qualified magician."

Lin Nuo watched a wonderful acrobatic performance and then disappeared.

When he left, he took all the empty wine bottles with him and did not leave any garbage at the host's house.

"You might as well leave the bottle behind."

"My explanation of the origin of these empty bottles is no different from my explanation of the disappearance of these wines."

Klein smiled helplessly as he looked at the wine bottle disappearing from his hand.

The good news is that this angel and backer is easy to please, but the problem is that Lin Nuo was not like this before.

...

Inside a house in Cherwood District.

Fors put down the book in her hand, looked at Xio who was walking around in the living room, and couldn't help but ask:

"What's troubling you?"

"I'm worried about how to deal with Viscount Stratford's case. Should I report it to MI9, or..."

"Why hesitate?"

Fors first asked back, and then gave his own answer, "Viscount Stratford is related to your father's death, but you don't have the opportunity or strength to confront him. You are afraid of being exposed and affecting your mother and brother. Now, you have the support of the Tarot Club and the Angel Family. Can MI9 give you the answer you want? Didn't your boss in MI9, the senior executive who once received your father's favor, also not tell you the truth about your father's death?"

Xio was silent for a moment and said:

"Yes."

Fors closed the book, stared into her friend's eyes, and said seriously:

"Since you hesitated, it means you already have a tendency in your heart."

Xio nodded slowly and said:

"Yes."

Fors gathered her slightly curly long hair, stood up, and stretched out her right hand.

"I already know your decision. If you are hesitant, we can ask a professional. Lin Nuo assigned me a lot of work without my consent. He should at least give me some compensation, right?"

Fors complained about Lin Nuo's dishonesty. She didn't give Xiou a chance to speak and started praying directly:

“A mistake that shouldn’t have happened.”

"You are the shadow that rewrites history."

"You are the monarch whose destiny is anchored."

Seeing that Fors had already started praying, Xio had no choice but to accept her best friend's kindness.

As Fors prayed perfunctorily without even bothering to light the candles, let alone arrange the ceremony, an illusory door slowly took shape and gradually opened.

"So formal?"

Fors was stunned when she saw the illusory door above her head. It gave her the same feeling as if Mr. Fool had opened the door to the Kingdom of God.

The next second, a large number of red wine bottles fell from the sky. Fors, who was caught off guard, began to perform acrobatics subconsciously and throw bottles.

Xio was somewhat dumbfounded as he watched the circles formed by the bottles thrown by Fors in the air grow larger and larger.

She wanted to go up to help, but she was worried about disrupting Fors' balance and causing all the glass bottles to fall to the ground. Because Fors had been a magician and her acrobatics were pretty good, Xio temporarily put aside her worries and looked at the bottles falling towards her. The bottles did not fall on her, but instead fell steadily to the ground, faintly forming a line of words:

"Just do it!"

After seeing such a short sentence, Xio felt warm in the heart, and all the original uneasiness disappeared, leaving only expectation and determination.

"Damn it! I worked like a slave for him, but he actually hit me with a bottle. And why did he hit me and not you?"

On the other side, Fors had already recovered from her surprise. She placed the bottles in her hand on the table one by one, looking at Xiou with an indignant look on her face, as if nothing had happened.

"Maybe... I don't have this talent."

Xio's words made Fors's face even darker.

"Instead of that, shouldn't we clean up the living room first?"

Seeing that Fors's expression was not right, Xio quickly changed the subject.

"What? Cleaning?"

Fors' eyes widened, and she looked around the living room filled with 'garbage' in disbelief...

"Lin Nuo, I'm going to kill you!!!"

The next moment, the followers who disrespected the "gods" did not repent after receiving the warning from the gods, but made even worse remarks...

...

At Meige Manor, the night has fallen.

Klein, who had gradually integrated into Backlund's upper-class circle, arranged accommodation for more than 20 guests, and prepared for the hunting activities the next day, had just closed his eyes and fallen asleep when he was woken up by the spiritual alarm clock.

A picture came to his mind, showing Major General Qonas Kilger in a shirt and trousers secretly flying out of the guest room window, floating outside against the laws of nature.

This... I haven't done anything yet... He came here for his own purpose, but isn't this just walking towards his own death?

Klein had a flash of thought and controlled a cockroach, using the cockroach's "eyes" to observe the external environment.

After leaving Meige Manor, the demigod immediately confused the "distance" and quickly came to the bank of the Tussock River, preparing to cross it.

After Klein noticed that the distance between the two sides had widened, he immediately swapped places with Enuni, the personal valet in the next room, and then swapped places with a centipede that was slowly crawling in the distance. At this time, Klein did not think about whether it was impolite to swap the centipede to the valet's room. He transformed into the rats, poisonous snakes, spiders, and river fish active in the forest one by one and followed step by step.

Klein was cautious and knew the risks of tracking a demigod, so he did not show his head. Instead, he prayed to himself and observed the area ahead through the third-person perspective brought by the "Scepter of Poseidon".

...

Viscount Stratford's residence.

Fors led Xio directly into the Viscount's mansion. She turned a page in the magic book in her hand and chanted softly. The mirror world quietly covered the real world. Only extraordinary people could fight in the mirror world. Ordinary people were like false phantoms and could not perceive the existence of the mirror world.

"I come, I see, I record."

After Fors and Xio finished dividing the battlefield, she turned the page again and sneaked carefully, while using the ability of "entering dreams" to remotely restrain the sleeping Viscount Stratford.

Hugh did not speak. He tightly grasped a transparent, almost invisible triangular spike, crouched down, opened the bedroom door along the shadowed area, walked in, and touched the bedside of the bedroom, intending to put the triangular spike on Viscount Stratford's neck and hold him hostage.

This was a cold blade that she had commissioned a craftsman to make. Anyone hit by this weapon, even if they were just touched, would become cold and stiff, as if possessed by a vengeful spirit. As soon as Xiu got close to it, the power that slowed down one's thinking had already taken effect.

"Humph, I knew someone would target me!"

Unexpectedly, Viscount Stratford, who should have been deep in a dream, suddenly opened his eyes. He quickly turned sideways, and a rag doll with its head shrouded in darkness fell out from his chest. In his hand, he tightly held a verdigris-stained cross ornament with several sharp spikes protruding from it, as if it had pierced someone before.

"Psychic puncture!"

Hugh, who was always alert to whether her target had any abnormalities, saw that Viscount Stratford was not in a dream. She did not hesitate to use her mental attack methods and stabbed the man with the cold blade in her hand.

"Humph!"

Viscount Stratford snorted coldly, and several cracks appeared on the rag doll. He pressed the finger holding the bronze cross on one of the spikes.

His bright red blood immediately flowed out, and was immediately absorbed by the spikes and seeped into the object.

The mottled patina on the surface of the cross began to disintegrate and peel off rapidly, revealing the solid body formed by the light underneath.

In just one or two seconds, the object held by Viscount Stratford turned into a glorious cross!

It emits a light that is pure without a single flaw, illuminating the surrounding area exceptionally brightly.

All the shadows, nightmares, coldness, and resentment quickly receded, and the dark spots on the walls evaporated as quickly as water.

This sacred power was still spreading, almost enveloping Xio. Xio threw out a paper moon man, which was purified and destroyed by the golden light. Xio then returned safely to Fors through this paper man substitute.

Chapter 480: Too many sealed objects is also a kind of distress

"I was careless. I didn't expect he had so many precious artifacts."

Quinn ruffled his hair in slight distress.

"It's okay, we have a plan B."

Fors didn't care. She directly handed the 'Lemanno's Travel Notes' in her hand to Xio.

"I came, I saw, I recorded." ×2

Xio turned a page of the magic book, and Fors also summoned his own book of spirits!

These two pages are covered with all kinds of complex, distorted, and indescribable symbols and signs, which give people an intuitive feeling of howling winds.

"Sailor" accesses the demigod power, "Tornado"! "Lightning Storm!"

"You damn guys!"

Viscount Stratford cursed inwardly after sensing the danger. He dripped more blood onto the cross in his hand. He opened his arms, and a huge pure ball of light wrapped in countless sacred flames appeared out of thin air and smashed towards Fors and Xio!

A whoosh sound suddenly exploded, and a hurricane visible to the naked eye, a lightning storm with a tyrannical and destructive aura that was so strong that it seemed tangible, collided with the sacred and magnificent Yangyan. Wind, thunder, and harvest, the aura of the demigod was raging, and the world in the mirror was somewhat unstable and cracked.