Mystery: The Witch of Desire

Unfortunately, Tracy seems to only like women.

Misor King, fantasizing about the soft touch of Tracy's body, boarded the Lucky Star with a few pirates.

"Your resistance is wrong!"

Misor King's voice carried a force of order that twisted the Lucky Star crew's desire to resist, and everyone obediently laid down their weapons like lambs to the slaughter.

Satisfied, he ordered his men to escort the crew members one by one onto the Marlin, while he went into the cabins and cargo holds to search for the woman Tracy had her eye on.

"Madam, where are you?"

Misor King grinned wickedly, already imagining the captain and that woman grinding tofu together.

Chapter 163 Call Me Mom

Misor King searched the entire ship's cabin but couldn't find the woman, and he frowned in confusion:

Could that woman have jumped into the sea, or escaped to the Marlin? That's impossible.

Having searched in vain, Misor King went up to the deck and once again activated the Lawyer's Path Sequence 6 Corruption Baron's ability:

"Any attempt to hide is futile!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a faint spiritual fluctuation near the gangway of the Gunfish. He quickly turned his head to look, but did not see anyone, and the spiritual fluctuation disappeared immediately.

However, the spiritual fluctuation he had just witnessed was undeniably real, and Misor King dared not delay. He immediately returned to the deck of the Marlin and found Tracy:

"Captain, I just sensed an unusual spiritual fluctuation. It seems that other extraordinary beings have infiltrated the ship!"

Tracy's long eyebrows furrowed:

"So, it seems that what happened just now was indeed..."

She stretched her hands out in front of her chest, palms facing upwards, and mentally connected with all the mirrors on the ship.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and a smug smile appeared on her face:

"Found you, little mouse..."

Tracy entered the cabin and went to the first-class cabin area, her slender high heels making a clattering sound in the corridor.

Finally, she stopped in front of a guest room near the crew area.

This is the same room that Livre had stayed in before.

Tracy had already sensed the presence of the room and revealed a meaningful smile.

"Let me see who you are. Are you the beautiful woman from before?"

She gently twisted the handle, pushed open the door, and her gaze froze instantly as she saw the woman standing in the center of the room:

She was a woman with black hair and blue eyes, pure and beautiful. She wore a simple and holy white robe with high slits on both sides, revealing a pair of flawless legs. Her skin was as white as snow and as tender as a young girl's, yet she possessed an indescribable mature charm.

The woman's appearance was none other than that of the White Witch who had previously killed Dorothy!

Tracy froze, staring intently at the White Witch, her azure eyes filled with a complex mix of joy, sadness, and inner turmoil.

Overwhelmed by these complex emotions, she spoke in a trembling voice:

"Mother, what are you doing here?"

Upon hearing this, the White Witch stood silently in place, without uttering a single word.

Tracy found this rather strange:

"Mother, what's wrong?"

"Cough cough..."

The White Witch cleared her throat, and her ethereal voice slowly began to speak:

"My heart is filled with sorrow. Why did you do such a thing?"

Tracy's expression became even stranger upon hearing this:

"You mean kidnapping those people? It was an order from above, and I was just following orders. I actually wouldn't stoop to doing human trafficking for money."

The White Witch nodded with a hint of satisfaction:

"Since you're unwilling, then release them. The orders from above have changed."

"Release them?" Tracy opened her fiery red lips in surprise. "Mother, is this true?"

"Yes."

The White Witch nodded calmly, but Tracy's eyes were full of suspicion.

The White Witch didn't mention it again, but turned and walked to the mirror:

"I have something to do, so I'm leaving now. Remember to let those people go."

After she finished speaking, she raised her right hand, and the sapphire ring on her knuckles shone brightly, echoing the mirror.

Then, the White Witch stepped into the mirror and disappeared.

Only Tracy, somewhat bewildered, remained in the room.

Her expression shifted between light and shadow as she muttered to herself:

"My mother is acting strangely; she doesn't seem like she's acting normally... Is she really my mother?"

"But I could sense that the mirror teleportation just now covered an extremely long distance; only the Ageless Witch could do that. Even if she wasn't my mother, she was one of the other saints within the sect..."

Thinking of this, Tracy sighed helplessly and muttered:

"He barely said a few words to me before leaving like that..."

She immediately left the room and returned to the deck.

Misor King was interrogating Danitz, who was hanging from the mast, with a whip when he saw Tracy. He immediately approached her and asked obsequiously:

"Captain, have you caught that mouse?"

"mouse?"

Tracy frowned, a cold glint flashing in her azure eyes.

That glance startled Misor King so much that he lowered his head and began to tremble.

In a bad mood, Tracy ignored him and gave orders to the first mate:

"First mate, release all these people!"

"Release them?" The first mate was somewhat surprised. "Everyone? What about the people on that small boat?"

"Release everyone except that bastard from the Iceberg family. Don't bother me anymore!"

Tracy waved her hand impatiently and turned to walk toward the Black Death.

Troy, who was standing to the side, was completely stunned and quickly stepped forward to stop Tracy:

"General of Disease, this is not what we agreed on. I've staked everything on this job, how can you just let me go like this!"

"roll!"

Tracy let out a sharp cry, and a wave of illness washed over Trol's face. Instantly, his throat began to ache, and his lungs felt like they were being burned by fire. He collapsed to the ground in agony.

Tracy vanished in a flash, turning into fragments and disappearing from the spot.

As the mirror in one of the bedrooms on the Black Death shattered, Tracy's figure reappeared.

A woman who was lying on the bed in the bedroom reading a book looked up. She had bright red hair and emerald green eyes. Her facial features were soft, her skin was not fair but healthy and natural, and she was dressed in a soft and beautiful manner with a gentle temperament.

The red-haired woman looked at Tracy with a mixture of fear, disgust, and other complex emotions that were hard to define.

She closed the book and sighed.

“Every time you come back this way, it means you’re in a bad mood.”

Tracy glanced at the red-haired woman and chuckled softly:

"Yes, Elaine, you're right."

Colorless spider silk sprouted from her fingertips as she swung the black leather whip in her hand, producing a cracking sound.

"So, I'm going to vent my frustrations on you, what do you think?"

Upon hearing this, Elaine's beautiful face flushed red with embarrassment, and a look of humiliation appeared in her emerald green eyes. She gripped the hem of her skirt tightly with both hands.

……

Meanwhile, in a guest room at the Shell Hotel in Damir Port.

The 'White Witch' stepped out of the mirror, startling a young couple who were making love, causing them to scream.

The White Witch sighed, used her instigation and psychic abilities to erase their memories, gave them some money, and had the young couple move out of the Shell Hotel.

Then she went to the front desk, paid two pounds, and rented the room for three months.

Upon returning to her room, her form transformed, becoming the appearance of Liviel.

Previously on the Lucky Star, Livre had been concealing her presence, but her identity was distorted by Baron Mithril King's corrupting abilities, and she was almost exposed.

In a moment of crisis, she immediately anchored to the mirror in the room she had previously stayed in on the Marlin, activated her Mirror Stand ability, and appeared in the room.

However, Tracy, who is also a witch, is very sensitive to mirrors. After being reminded by Missol King, she noticed her presence and came to her door.

With her mind racing, Liviel activated her actor transformation ability, transforming herself into the White Witch.

She had hoped to use her status as a high-ranking witch to persuade Tracy to release the passengers of the Gunfish and the Lucky.

But Tracy's first words, "Mother," nearly caused her brain to shut down.

Is this some kind of quirk within the witch cult?

She recalled Dorothy's nickname for the White Witch and immediately dismissed the idea, realizing that the White Witch might actually be Tracy's mother!

Fortunately, despite a minor hiccup, the goal seems to have been achieved. Judging from Tracy's demeanor, she appears to be a dutiful daughter, or perhaps a dutiful son? Whatever, that wicked witch...

However, since the White Witch gave birth to Therese, she must be a pure female witch, right? It can't be that she was a man before, then became a witch, and then had a child, right?

Liviel thought about it again and couldn't help but touch her slightly protruding, fleshy belly. Suddenly, she felt that it wasn't impossible...

After all, as a witch, she would menstruate like a woman, which means that egg cells are produced, and that she can get pregnant and give birth...

The more Liviel thought about it, the more perverse it seemed. She shook her head, banishing these strange thoughts.

She lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep, trying to replenish the spiritual energy she had lost by activating the mirror symbol.

……

Meanwhile, aboard the Marlin.

Trol watched the Black Death sail away, his face grim.

Tracy could return to her role as a lieutenant general in disease, but he could never go back to being a passenger ship captain.

Several trusted aides leaned close to his ear and asked hesitantly:

"Captain, what should we do now?"

Troy coldly swept his gaze across the crowd on the deck. Passengers and sailors from the Marlin and Lucky were mostly gathered here, except for a few who had already been killed.

Their hands are still tied behind their backs, but because of the urgency, the pirates have tied them loosely. Before long, some of them will break free and release the others, and then the situation will spiral out of control...

Even if he stops now and goes back to face trial, he will certainly face the death penalty.

Trol steeled himself and decided to go all in.

He gave the order to his trusted confidants:

"Reinforce all the ropes, then select some strong men to repair the damage to the side of the ship. Once the repairs are complete, set sail immediately!"

Hussein's two servants also expressed their agreement:

"No matter what, our boss will be waiting on that deserted island northwest of Bayam. As long as you can get the ship there, you'll get the money. There will be a share of the profits if there are no illnesses, and you'll get even more money!"

Troy nodded, and his men began to work. After a selection process, the strong men, under the threat of guns and with ropes around their bodies, were lowered to the side of the ship for repairs. Every now and then, someone would be swept away by the waves, and someone would immediately take their place...

Troy himself chose a beautiful female passenger and took her to the captain's cabin. He was in a terrible mood and needed to vent his frustrations.

At that moment, he suddenly felt a pang of regret: if only that beautiful Miss Marilyn hadn't disembarked, she would have given him the most wonderful experience.

……

In the evening, Livr opened her eyes.

After a good night's sleep, Mei Mei opened her eyes and felt that her spirituality had recovered to about 70-80%. Although it hadn't reached its peak, it was enough to support her to perform another mirror travel.