Mystery: The Witch of Desire

Based on his historical knowledge, Klein speculated that the strange language might have similarities to Old Fursac, the common language of Quaternary humans and the source of all contemporary languages. Tracing further back, Old Fursac evolved from the language of giants...

At this point, Klein, lacking sufficient knowledge, had no choice but to pause, withdraw his spirituality, and cease both gazing and listening.

He didn't intend to immediately pull the pleading boy into the gray fog; he planned to first understand what the other person was saying.

Huff... Klein let out a breath and leaned back in the magnificent Gray Mist Temple.

He enveloped himself in spirituality, simulating the feeling of falling.

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The world before her eyes changed rapidly, and Livre was back in her room.

She gathered her thoughts and went to find Ms. B first.

When Livre pushed open the door, she was standing by the window looking at the scenery outside. This was the first time in some time that Livre had seen Ms. B get out of bed on her own initiative.

"In a good mood?"

She stepped forward and asked in a relaxed tone.

Ms. B did not turn around, but continued to look out the window:

"No, I just sensed a storm brewing."

Livre smiled slightly, walked to the window, and looked out the window alongside her:

"Tonight I will cooperate with the official extraordinary to capture Triss, hoping to extract evidence from him that Mrs. Sharon is a witch. That way, we can use the official extraordinary to deal with Mrs. Sharon."

“I hope so.” Ms. B nodded slightly, then raised her eyes again. “Don’t trust the authorities too much, especially the royal family. They have deep ties with the witch cult.”

Livre frowned slightly and said nothing more.

In the evening, Livre performed a divination to assess the danger of capturing Triss and confirmed that the danger was still within a manageable range.

Afterwards, she took a horse-drawn carriage to Zotland Street and enjoyed a steak set meal at a restaurant opposite Blackthorn Security.

After the meal, she left the restaurant as if nothing had happened and headed to the West End. No one noticed that she had left a mirror in the mailbox.

About half an hour later, Klein, Leonard, and Emily arrived at the restaurant to have dinner before setting off.

Klein walked last, his gaze falling on the mailbox by the door.

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During the night shift, a horse-drawn carriage departed from 36 Zotland Street and headed towards the West End.

The car was slightly crowded with four people: Dunn, Leonard, Emily, and Klein.

"Do we need so many people just to catch a Sequence 8 instigator? The Punisher and the Machine Heart have also been mobilized."

Leonard and Emily sat to one side, shrinking uncomfortably into the corner.

Upon hearing this, Dunn glanced at Klein and said in a deep voice:

"I trust Klein's judgment."

“There may be an organization behind Triss. We must be prepared to face multiple enemies.”

The carriage quickly entered the western district, and the night watchmen exchanged glances and began their operation in unison.

Dunn stood up, giving Klein enough space, and at the same time used his Nightmare ability. Everything around him became quiet and deep, and all the noise was excluded from the dream world.

Klein took out a silver dagger and cut through the air, creating a small spiritual wall inside the carriage.

Emily opened a bottle of rose essential oil and Amanda hydrosol, letting the two gentle fragrances fill the car.

Then, inside the spiritual wall, Klein took out the yellow crystal pendant used for divination and silently recited in his heart:

"The goddess of night, older than eternity, the supreme crimson lord, the great queen of calamity and fear."

"I beg your favor, that my divination may be conducted under your watchful eye, piercing through all secrets and mysteries."

After finishing his prayer, he shook the citrine pendant and murmured:

"Teri's location..."

"Teri's location..."

After reciting it seven times, the crystal ball began to spin in one direction. After several rotations, it stopped in a way that defied the laws of physics, pointing diagonally to the northwest.

Leonard immediately knocked on the front window of the carriage to signal the driver to change the course.

After several divinations, Klein initiated a dream divination, entering a dreamlike state.

In his dream, he chanted the name of Tris, parting the layers of mist to find his way.

Finally, after clearing away the last layer of fog, he saw a three-story house with all the curtains drawn.

He understood, and leaned out of the window to watch the houses flash by beside the carriage.

Suddenly, he saw the house that had appeared in his dream.

"found it!"

Chapter 151 The Witch's Bloodbath

"found it!"

Klein spoke in a low voice.

Before he could finish speaking, Dunn squeezed in and, following the direction Klein was looking, saw the three-story house in the distance.

Leonard gently knocked on the front window, signaling the driver to change course.

As the carriage drew closer to the house, the scene on the first floor, with all the dark curtains drawn, came into view before the three night watchmen.

There was no need for further divination to confirm; Klein was absolutely certain that this was Tris's hiding place!

At one intersection away, Leonard stopped the carriage. Dunn, Klein, and Emily got out, while Leonard continued in the carriage to inform the Punisher and the Machine Heart.

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The night sky was deep and dark, and all was silent beneath the heavens.

Three night watchmen hid at a street corner, gazing at the houses not far away.

Dark clouds obscured the crimson moon, making the three-story, dark-colored house appear like a monster lurking in the shadows.

The entire building, including the garden, was completely dark. If it weren't for its location in the center of Tingen, Klein would have suspected it was an abandoned and dilapidated house.

His palms couldn't help but sweat a little, and the diviner's instinctive spirituality made his body tremble slightly.

He felt that countless terrible things were lurking there, waiting, waiting for a bloody feast.

With a bad feeling, Klein took out a coin and did a divination:

The king's face is upward.

Klein breathed a slight sigh of relief and said to Dunn and Emily:

"The divination results indicate that we will have good luck. Of course, this is just a vague image. What is more important is our specific actions."

Dunn nodded slightly, a reassuring smile appearing in his deep eyes:

"No need to be nervous. Let's wait for the Punisher and the Mechanical Heart to arrive before we start our operation together."

Emily gently patted Klein's shoulder and whispered:

"You'll stay behind me. You're the support character, and you haven't been training in combat for long, so don't rush to the front."

Klein nodded somewhat embarrassedly, but a question arose in his mind: What kind of past did Emily and her lover have?

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Meanwhile, in the dark-colored second floor of the house, in the unlit bedroom...

A man and a woman were embracing each other naked, filling the house with an atmosphere of tenderness.

If Klein's divination could penetrate the walls and peer directly into the room, he would discover that the man and woman were none other than Mrs. Sharon and Tris, whom they were trying to capture!

Afterwards, Lady Sharon took out a bottle of magic potion and handed it to the man, her eyes filled with a seductive allure:

"Drink it, drink it, and you will truly embrace the origin."

Triss took the potion, her round face full of joy, but also a hint of confusion:

"I don't understand, why do you want to do 'that' with me before I drink the potion?"

"What, you don't like it?"

Mrs. Sharon asked with a smile.

“How could that be?” Triss was still in a daze. “You are the most perfect woman I have ever met. Your gentleness and passion have made me feel the true meaning of life.”

Mrs. Sharon nodded in satisfaction:

"That's good. This is the last act of mercy I can bestow upon you."

Triss was a little confused, but decided to ignore it and drank the potion.

In an instant, his body trembled and he let out a painful groan.

Meanwhile, outside the house, Dunn and Klein, who were both highly spiritual, sensed the anomaly and their expressions turned serious.

"Captain, he's spotted us?"

Klein asked with some concern.

Dunn's deep eyes gazed at the dark-colored house, then turned to Emily and Klein:

"Klein, you stay here and keep watch, and meet up with the reinforcements who will arrive later. Emily, let's go in and check the situation."

Upon hearing this, Emily immediately drew the pistol from her waist and bent down to follow Dunn.

Klein remained where he was, watching Dunn and Emily walk away with some worry, and reached into his pocket to grasp the mirror.

"Miss Lover only said that this mirror can help her stay in touch, but she didn't explain how to use it..."

Klein was muttering to himself when, a second later, a pale hand gently patted his shoulder:

"Are you talking badly about me behind my back?"

Klein was startled, then turned to look directly at Livre's smiling face, before letting out a sigh of relief and complaining:

Why do you always like to scare people?

"Sorry, it's a bad habit I developed from playing different roles in the past."

Livre brushed it off, her gaze drifting to the dark-colored house not far away:

"Triss has been promoted."

"Now, we should call her Triss."

Klein was taken aback by this and asked with some confusion:

"How did you know?"

“That aura of rebirth born from despair—as a witch, I’m all too familiar with it,” Livre answered bluntly. “There’s another person in that room, a spirit stronger than Beatrice; it should be Lady Sharon.”

"Then, the captain and the others are in danger!"

Klein's expression immediately turned serious.

Livre's expression shifted as she looked at Klein, a strange smile appearing on her face.

Are you afraid of dying?

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The house has two floors.

A young woman with a round face and a gentle, sweet appearance was sitting in front of her dressing table, staring incredulously at her reflection in the mirror under the dim starlight.

She trembled as she stroked his smooth, supple skin, her luscious red lips quivering slightly.

"This, this is simply a miracle..."

Mrs. Sharon stood behind her, her hands resting on her smooth shoulders, and leaned close to her ear, whispering:

“Triss, no, Triss, now you are truly one of us.”