Mystery: The Witch of Desire

"Yes, perhaps she is on the Star Plateau, where many mysterious ancient legends are told; perhaps she is in East Bailang, where an uprising against the kingdom's colonization is breaking out; perhaps she is in the Pas Valley, where the kingdom is vying with Intis for control of this region..."

Finally, a resolute glint appeared in her eyes:

"I will go to the Southern Continent to find Rowling. No matter what, I will find her..."

Livre fell silent, her heart filled with melancholy.

After a moment of silence, Ms. B spoke again:

"Is Sharon's extraordinary quality found in you?"

Livr raised an eyebrow:

"What, you want it?"

Ms. B's tone was somewhat pleading:

"Yes, can I have it? I won't take it for free; I'll give you the pain witch's potion recipe."

Liviel was somewhat surprised that Ms. B actually had the potion recipe of the Witch of Pain?

She suppressed her eagerness and excitement, and calmly said:

"Where's the recipe? Show it to me."

Ms. B's speech quickened:

"The recipe is in Sharon's safe in her bedroom. You'd better hurry and get there before the official Extraordinary arrives. There's something else very important in her safe too. I don't know what it is, but you'll probably want it."

Livre paused, then took out a jar containing pink extraordinary properties and tossed it to Ms. B:

"Go and hold off the official extraordinary beings for me."

Then, she disappeared from the spot.

Chapter 152: Discovering the Truth, Hugh's Choice: Join or Leave? (Combined Chapter)

A dozen minutes later, at the Lily Hotel.

Somewhat disappointed, Fors opened the door in the wall and returned to her own room from Livre's room.

"Where did Miss Marilyn go...? Was she too exhausted yesterday, so she's avoiding me?"

Just then, there was a soft knocking sound at the window. Fors turned his head and was pleasantly surprised to see Livre standing on the terrace outside the window.

She rushed over and opened the window:

"Miss Marilyn Monroe, what's wrong with you...?"

Before she could finish speaking, Livre grabbed her and pulled her out, dragging her down from the second floor and into a carriage.

"Time is of the essence, we'll talk about it on the way."

Twenty minutes later, the coachman, instigated by Livre to speed along at top speed, arrived at 38 Olsner Street, Mrs. Sharon's residence.

A disturbance is breaking out here. The Punisher, who arrived a few minutes ago, was harassed by a witch and engaged in a minor battle with her, thus temporarily halting the search of Mrs. Sharon's mansion.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Livre led Fors over the back wall of the mansion and up to the second floor, arriving at Mrs. Sharon's bedroom.

"Is this the safe?"

Fors looked at the safe, which was less than a meter square, and showed a troubled expression.

"Please, Fors, I'll do anything you ask if you can get in."

Livre clasped her hands together and pitifully begged Fors.

A wicked smile immediately crept across Fors's lips:

"Oh, anything, is that alright?"

Upon hearing this, Livre felt a chill run down her spine, and her middle and ring fingers began to ache as if they were cramping.

Nevertheless, she gritted her teeth:

"Yes, I will satisfy you. Open the door now."

"A word is settled!"

Fors chuckled, activated her ability to open the safe, and then crawled inside.

Because the safe was too small, she had to kneel on the ground, with her upper body inside and her lower body sticking out.

Looking at this scene, Livre suddenly remembered the scene from her past life where she was stuck in a washing machine...

Fors climbed out of the safe and handed a parchment and a tightly sealed package to Livre.

Livre didn't have time to look closely. She took Fors's hand and they left Mrs. Sharon's mansion together.

After a hurried escape, the two returned to the Lily Hotel.

……

……

The following morning, a breakfast meeting was held.

Hugh asked, somewhat surprised:

"Fors, your arms and neck are all red. Let me see..."

She sprang up from her chair and moved closer, startling Fors so much that she almost choked on her fried egg.

"Hugh, I'm fine..."

Hugh leaned closer to Fors, examined him carefully, and looked him over in disbelief:

"Are these... are these ligature marks?"

Fors's mind raced, and he said with a smile:

"Hmm... Magicians have a very useful skill called 'Escape Trick,' so I tied myself up and practiced this trick..."

As she spoke, her face flushed slightly.

Livril, standing nearby, also buried her face in the beet soup to hide her expression.

Hugh nodded with a hint of disbelief and then instructed:

"That's good. Be careful, and you can call me next time you practice. I can help you."

After finishing breakfast, Hugh wanted to get another portion from the front desk to take to Ms. B, but was stopped by Livre:

"She's gone."

Xiu was taken aback upon hearing this:

"She's gone? Wasn't she waiting to take revenge on Mrs. Sharon?"

Livr smiled slightly:

"The revenge was accomplished last night."

Hugh was shocked to hear this and could hardly believe his ears. A powerful enemy at Sequence 6 had been defeated just like that?

Fors also feigned surprise, even though she already knew about it last night.

After a while, Hugh finally realized what was happening and asked anxiously:

"Did Miss Cynthia say anything about my father?"

Livre nodded and said seriously:

"She said your father is innocent."

Xiu was startled by these words; her petite body trembled slightly, and a large tear silently slid down her cheek.

"I knew it, I knew it, Father couldn't have done such a thing..."

Immediately, she asked again urgently:

"Then what evidence is there? What evidence can prove my father's innocence?"

Livr shook her head slightly:

"There is no direct evidence at the moment. However, the current Lord Chief of the Royal Guard, Viscount Stratford, was one of the perpetrators of the incident back then. If we can control him, we might be able to extract the truth from him."

Hugh was stunned, his eyes simultaneously revealing both hope and despair.

Although things had taken a turn for the better, she also knew how powerful Viscount Stratford was, both in terms of strength and status.

She composed herself and said with a pleading expression:

"Miss Monroe, may I ask you to help me deal with Viscount Stratford?"

Livr nodded slightly:

“Yes, but Viscount Stratford was already a Sequence 6 judge seven years ago. Now we have reason to believe that he has been promoted to Sequence 5, or even a demigod. So, we should at least wait until one of us is promoted to Sequence 5 before considering this matter.”

Xiu paused for a moment, then lowered his head and fell into deep thought.

After a long pause, she raised her head again, her eyes filled with renewed energy.

“I’m sorry, Miss Monroe, you’re absolutely right. I was too impatient. Next, I will return to Backlund and work hard to improve my strength so that I can reach Sequence 5 as soon as possible… Of course, it is foreseeable that you will advance to Sequence 5 earlier than me and Fors.”

Upon hearing this, Fors nodded and looked at Livre with tender affection:

“Yes, we’ve achieved our goal in Tingen. Let’s go back to Backlund together and live our lives like before.”

Livr smiled gently:

"Ladies, I can return to Backlund with you, but I'm afraid we won't be able to live the same life as before. I have another place I must go."

Fors was taken aback, and without thinking much, asked:

"Where?"

Livre's gaze drifted through the window to the Tasok River, which flowed quietly through the city in the distance, and she said slowly:

"maritime."

"At sea?" Fors was taken aback. "Why do we want to go to sea? Which sea? I'll go with you..."

“Fors,” Livre interrupted her gently, “you and Hugh should stay in Backlund for now. It’s a very dangerous journey, and I don’t want to involve you.”

Hugh patted Fors on the shoulder:

“Yes, Fors, we’re both only Sequence 8, so let’s not hold Miss Monroe back.”

"But……"

Tears welled up in Fors' eyes, but before she could finish speaking, Livre held up a finger to her rosy lips:

"Alright, let's pack our bags. We should head back to Backlund."

Fors lowered his head blankly and gave a barely audible reply.

……

Inside Dunn's office at Blackthorn Security Company.

Klein stood by the desk, intently reading the action report that Dunn had just written.

Dunn details the events leading up to and following the Night Watchers' capture of Triss, attributing the deaths of Mrs. Sharon and Dorothy to infighting within the Witch Cult.

However, he omitted a crucial detail:

That's about Livre transforming into Klein's form.

Klein read through the report, then looked at Dunn with a puzzled expression:

"Captain, why..."

A faint glint appeared in Dunn's deep eyes, and his tone was calm:

"This could cause you unnecessary trouble or subject you to unnecessary scrutiny."

"After all, this matter involves a level far beyond our control. Sometimes, for those at the top, erasing the existence of a Sequence 9 is not a big deal, just to be on the safe side."

Klein swallowed hard, unsure how to respond.

Dunn smiled slightly, his tone softening:

"Relax. We've successfully captured Triss this time, and you and Emily have accumulated enough merit. I will submit a promotion report to the Sanctuary for you. However..."

He turned to Klein, his tone becoming serious:

"You really don't recognize the witch who disguised herself as you?"