Mystery: The Witch of Desire

If it were the old her, she would have definitely said righteously, "Miss, I'm offering my help in this matter free of charge. I will pay you separately for the knowledge you imparted to me."

However, after becoming a spectator, she matured a lot and realized that she couldn't just act on impulse; she had to consider everything comprehensively. If she helped her lover for free this time, what about next time? What about future requests?

So she nodded slightly, accepting Livre's suggestion, and continued to ask:

"However, how can I bring this up with the official extraordinary individuals? After all, in their eyes, I am just an ordinary person."

Livre carefully considered her words before speaking, having prepared in advance:

"You can subtly mention, during your conversations with the noble ladies, that there is a tree spirit-like figure who, in dreams, engages in sexual intercourse with others and absorbs their life force. You can artistically embellish the story, making it sound more serious, just like you hinted at the government employee exam. If this matter gains some influence among the nobles, it will certainly attract the attention of the official extraordinary individuals."

"Of course, I will also use my methods to spread this story among the broad working class and ordinary citizens, and amplify the infamy of that fallen tree spirit."

Miss Justice was completely relieved. This way, she could complete Miss Lover's request without having to reveal that she was an Extraordinary.

Having settled the matter, Mr. Fool dismissed the impromptu small gathering. Livr returned to her hotel room.

She wrote a letter to Fors and Hugh, explaining to them that she had spread the bad reputation of the tree spirits, since she was about to leave Backlund and didn't have time to do such things for the time being.

After finishing the letter, Livre went to the bathroom to take a bath, cleaned herself, and then lit candles and incense, filling the room with the intoxicating scent of herbs and essential oils.

Just then, Little White peeked out from under her skirt and asked curiously:

"Livia, are you going to do it yourself?"

Chapter 154 The Messenger

Liviel rolled her eyes at it, drew a spiritual wall in the hotel room, lit the candle that symbolized herself, and prepared for the ritual to summon the spirit world.

The next step is to use verified incantations to summon suitable spirit creatures to act as messengers...

The spells Miss Sharon had provided flowed through Livre's mind.

When summoning spirit beings, the first sentence must include descriptions such as "wandering in the void" or "roaming in the upper realm." Only in this way can it point to the spirit realm. The suffix must clearly state whether the being summoned is a spirit or a creature with flesh and blood. The second and third sentences are more precise descriptions of the target, but due to the limitations of format and language, they cannot be specified too precisely. Therefore, the person performing the ritual cannot predict or divine in advance what will be summoned.

In this situation, using spells that have been verified by others will be much less risky.

Once the contract is signed, the third sentence of the description will be changed to "a messenger exclusively for XXX" or "a contract partner for XXX". The three-part description will then be able to accurately summon the corresponding messenger.

"Yes, my messenger must be capable of long-distance travel. Otherwise, if I'm at sea and trying to communicate with Miss Sharon who's still in Backlund, it would be terrible if the messenger couldn't keep up..."

Livre's mind raced, and she made up her mind.

She stepped back and said in ancient Hermes:

"I!

"I summon in my name:

"A spirit that wanders in illusion, a friendly creature that can be commanded, and a being with extraordinary endurance."

Ugh!

A sudden gust of wind arose, and the space above the candle became ethereal, tinged with a sinister green hue, and a chilling cold descended upon the surroundings.

The illusory space began to ripple slowly, as if something was about to emerge from it.

Liviel stood to the side, both expectant and a little nervous, excitedly waiting for the spirit creature to emerge from the illusion.

However, several minutes passed, and nothing appeared.

Just as Livia was wondering if something had gone wrong with the ritual, a chubby paw slowly emerged from the illusion.

Livre was taken aback, but patiently waited on the side. Five minutes later, she finally saw the messenger's true appearance:

It has a hard shell on its back, its body is covered with green fur, its limbs are rounded, and its long head extends out from between its two forelimbs, making it look like a combination of a tortoise and a sloth.

It does seem to have great stamina, but this is way too slow... At this speed, let alone getting from the Southern Continent to Backlund, it would be a struggle to even walk from the bathroom to the bedroom...

Little White, watching its slow pace, said with great interest:

“Livia, I think you can hire me as your messenger. I can climb faster than it. Don’t worry, I will definitely not run away.”

Liviel sighed helplessly and spoke in Ancient Hermes:

"I!

"I end this summoning in my own name!"

The chilling atmosphere vanished instantly, the swirling, eerie wind gradually subsided, and the candlelight returned to its normal color.

After a moment's thought, Livre extinguished the candle and decided to revise the description for a second attempt. The first two sentences were already fairly standard, and blindly changing them might be dangerous, so Livre only planned to modify the last sentence.

Hmm... stamina alone isn't enough; you also need sufficient speed. Otherwise, being as slow as a tortoise is useless. Wait...

Livre realized that her thinking seemed to be going astray. Simply requiring the messenger to possess a certain trait could easily lead to completely different results. For example, requiring the messenger to have stamina might result in an extremely slow speed; requiring the messenger to be fast might result in limited stamina or other problems...

Applying a conclusive constraint directly seems to be a better choice.

After some thought and completing her preparations, Livre recited her carefully crafted new incantation:

"I!

"I summon in my name:

“A spirit that wanders in delusion, a benevolent creature that can be commanded, a messenger that can cross oceans to deliver messages.”

The candle flame flickered, and the void above rippled, revealing a hint of the ocean.

Then, a giant moray eel burst forth from the void, accompanied by swirling waves.

This eel was several meters long and thicker than a person. It landed heavily on the ground with a loud thud.

Livre felt a chill in her heart, knowing that she was sure to be complained about by the downstairs neighbor.

"My God! What is this, Livre? Do you think I'm too small?"

Little White was startled by the large eel and quickly burrowed into Livre's skirt.

The eel writhed back and forth on the floor, leaving slime and water stains all over it.

Couldn't there be a smaller messenger?

Liviel suppressed her helplessness and tried to communicate with the sea eel. After all, the conditions for summoning a messenger were limited, so as long as the message could be delivered, she would be willing to make do with whatever was available.

She carefully considered her words before speaking:

Would you like to be my messenger?

scare!!!

The moray eel opened its large mouth and let out a low growl.

With its roar, a thick, nauseating stench emanated from it, nearly causing Livia to faint.

She quickly covered her mouth and nose, ending the summoning ritual.

The two small eyes beside the eel's skull blinked, revealing a somewhat aggrieved expression in a human-like manner, before wriggling its massive body and burrowing back inside.

Little White emerged from under Liviel's skirt and said:

"Livia, that guy just said he's willing."

Livr opened the window for ventilation, and said while dry heaving:

"Forget it, I don't want to get half-dead from the stench every time I deliver a letter."

Once the stench in the house had mostly dissipated, Livre rearranged the ceremony.

Amidst the scents of herbs and essential oils, bathed in the dim candlelight, her expression shifted between light and shadow. She recalled a proverb from her past life in the land of gluttonous food:

Once is never enough. Let's try one more time, and I refuse to believe it won't work this time!

Having learned from her previous two experiences, Livre decided to take the results-oriented approach to its extreme.

She recited directly:

"I!

"I summon in my name:

"A spirit wandering in illusion, a benevolent creature at your disposal, a messenger with a telepathic connection to Livre Monroe!"

The candle flames suddenly stretched out, illuminating the altar with a bright, crimson glow.

The space above the candle began to sway and ripple. Soon, a semi-transparent head slowly emerged as if breaking through a membrane. Its hair was light gold and smooth, its eyes were blood-red, and its appearance was bright and imposing.

It's a human, and quite pretty...

Liviel was overjoyed, but before she could be happy for long, the head completely popped out, followed not by a neck, but by an illusory hand pinching the end of her hair.

Behind the palms were intricately patterned but dark-colored cuffs.

The summoned spirit creatures emerged faster and faster, soon appearing fully in Liviel's eyes.

She was a tall woman dressed in an elaborate, somber black dress, looking both elegant and reserved, possessing a unique charm.

However, she only had a cut on her neck, and she was holding four identical heads in her hands.

"Is it..." "You are..." "Summoning..." "Me?"

A headless woman dressed in an elaborate black dress stood there quietly, her four drooping heads opening one after another.

They can communicate directly with language? This spirit creature is of high status... it's just that its appearance is really too terrifying...

Livre looked at the headless woman who seemed to have a 'telepathic connection' with her, swallowed hard, and nodded solemnly:

"Yes."

Before she could ask another question, the headless woman's four heads simultaneously sniffed, catching a faint, fishy stench in the air. Their eight eyes stared at the water stains on the ground, and their four brows furrowed in unison.

"Lower..." "Flower..." "Witch..."

Don't think about strange things!

Livre cursed inwardly, cleared her throat, and, as the 'employer,' asked:

"How is your stamina? Can you travel quickly through the spirit world? Can you cross the ocean to reach the Southern Continent?"

The heads the headless woman was holding answered one by one:

"Okay..." "Not bad..." "Not bad..."

As she spoke, she vanished in a flash, her speed so great that it stirred up a gust of wind, even lifting Livre's skirt.

However, in a short while, her figure reappeared in the same spot, one of her heads holding a small white snake in its mouth.

"Little White?! When did this happen...?"

Liviel touched the bottom of her skirt in surprise and found that Little White had been taken away by the headless woman at some point. She was both ashamed and shocked.

"Livia, quick, help me!"

The little white creature, held in her mouth, cried out in fear. Fortunately, the headless woman seemed to be only showing off her speed and did not make things difficult for the little white creature, returning it to Livia.

Phew... He's a strange guy, but his abilities are pretty good.

Livre decided to stop trying things that might not yield any results and asked seriously:

"Are you willing to sign a contract and become my messenger?"

The headless woman's skirt swayed slightly, and her four blonde, red-eyed heads nodded simultaneously:

“Okay.” “Each time…” “Ten…” “Gold coins.”

Huh? Ten gold coins for delivering a letter? Miss Sharon didn't say that spirit beings would have such a hobby... Oh right, she seemed to have mentioned before that the payment to her could be settled with an equivalent amount of gold coins. Could it be that she also used it as payment for the messenger?

Ten gold coins is ten pounds, hmm... that's quite expensive, but not unacceptable.

In a flash, Livielen agreed to the other party's request:

"it is good.

"Let's sign a contract."

She picked up the dark black, round-bellied fountain pen and the yellowish-brown parchment she had prepared beforehand, and quickly began writing the contract in the ancient Hermetic script, which could leverage the power of nature.

The format and terms were all described in detail by Sharon, and were concise and powerful. They included provisions that the messenger must not peek at the letter, discard the letter, or endanger the life of the contractor. Of course, if the content of the contractor's letter involved the messenger, the contractor must inform the other party in advance.

In addition to these provisions, Livre added a clause stipulating that each delivery would cost ten gold coins. She cleverly suggested that these ten coins could be shared between the sender and recipient. The headless woman did not object.

To ensure the validity of the contract, the final part is to inscribe the name of the deity of the domain.

This is a contract concerning spirit beings. Normally, the name of the Grim Reaper must be used, but the legendary Grim Reaper has fallen in the Pale Catastrophe at the end of the Fourth Age and no longer responds to believers. Therefore, Sharon mentioned that the names of other gods or magical items with powerful effects can be used instead, but the binding force will not be as strong.

Liviel thought for a moment, then tried to reach out with the sapphire ring on her hand towards the contract.

"Wait..." "Wait..." "I..." "Come..."