Mystery: The Witch of Desire

He then activated the ability he had just copied from Maivitina, sending a zombie driving the car while he and Livre sat inside.

"Miss, thank you so much for saving me..."

Blue Walls looked at Livre's figure and asked with some surprise:

"Were you number 38 at the auction just now?"

“Yes,” Livre replied coldly, “that number 38 who was forced to pay an extra 500 pounds because of your bidding.”

Blue Walston immediately looked ashamed:

"I'm so sorry that you didn't hold this against me and even saved my life. I really don't know how to repay you..."

Livre asked with some curiosity:

"I'd like to know, what do you need the tip of the two-tailed black snake's tail for? I thought only witches would need this."

"The tip of the two-tailed black snake, along with basil leaves, Indis butter, and white pine nut wine, can be used to make an incredibly delicious snake soup."

The 'foodie' straightened his back and spoke earnestly.

Livre was stunned for a moment, and then asked incredulously:

"So, you spent £900 bidding against me just to cook a dish?"

'Food critic' Blue Walls said even more seriously:

"Only good food and the captain are worth missing!"

Then, he chuckled awkwardly:

"Of course, from now on, you'll be added to the list of people I can't let down, my savior. Beautiful lady, what should I call you?"

"Marilyn Monroe".

Livre said irritably.

“Miss Monroe, oh, by the way, I think you must be quite interested in the treasure that Señor mentioned earlier, right?”

"Bruce Walls said in a fawning manner."

"Yes, even if you don't say it, I will ask you."

Livre's tone was anything but polite.

“It’s like this,” Blue Walls recalled, “A few days ago, during our last expedition, we found a shipwreck. Although we didn’t find anything of great value, we did find a huge black iron key that didn’t look like it was used by humans. Can you imagine? It’s been submerged at the bottom of the sea for so many years, and it hasn’t rusted at all.”

"can."

Livre responded succinctly.

In a world where the extraordinary and the mysterious intertwine, what is impossible?

Men can turn into women, not to mention other things!

Blue Walls was momentarily speechless, and it took him seven or eight seconds to figure out how to continue:

"There may be a traitor among us. This news has spread, and countless pirates believe that this is the key to death, the key to unlock the treasure left behind by death. Even Admiral Blood has joined the ranks of those pirates, launching a frenzied attack on us. Today's incident is the third one. It seems that he has planted spies among us and can always keep track of the whereabouts of our people."

Livre nodded slightly and began to think quietly.

Blue Walls waited a moment before speaking somewhat solicitously:

"Miss Monroe, as the first mate of the Golden Dream, I formally invite you to tour our ship. I will prepare the most delicious grilled fish and human flesh, as well as other authentic sea delicacies to entertain you!"

"Of course, I would have gone even if you hadn't invited me. I saved your life just to see your captain."

Livre mocked him without any politeness.

Blue Walls froze, suddenly remembering something the captain had said in a general education class: most witches were transformed from men...

He almost jumped up in the carriage, exclaiming:

"You...you've also taken a fancy to our captain?!"

Idiots, you and Danitz, all of Edwina's subordinates are idiots...

Livre rubbed her temples, feeling a bit of a headache.

"Haven't you noticed anyone missing from your ship during this time?"

"Who?"

"I'm puzzled," Blue Walls asked.

Was Danitz really that unpopular on the Golden Dream...?

She reminded him somewhat helplessly:

"Your fourth boatswain, that hunter with a terrible provocation skills."

Blue Walls suddenly realized:

"You mean that idiot Danitz? He's been back for several days now. I was wondering why he came back so quickly from his vacation."

Livre's pupils contracted instantly as she stared intently at Blue Walls:

"What did you say?"

Blue Walls paused, scratching his head in confusion:

"Are you close to Danitz? Sorry, I shouldn't have called him an idiot, although he really is..."

"That's not what I meant!" Livre interrupted him impatiently. "You said Danitz has been back for several days?"

"Yes."

Blue Walls nodded, seemingly puzzled.

Livre crossed her arms and gave a cold laugh:

“I think I know why Señor is always able to track your movements.”

……

……

In a private harbor southwest of Bayam, a small sailboat was moored. Under the moonlight, its cleanly painted hull shone with a pale silver luster, like a moving treasure.

On the mast, pirate flags bearing the designs of five gold coins—the Rune Gold Pound, the Fussac Gold Horn, the Intisfield Gold, the Fenepot Gold Rizzo, and the Lenburg Sassen Gold—fluttered in the wind, proclaiming the pirate crew's identity as treasure hunters.

We've arrived! This is our pirate ship, the Golden Dream!

Inside the carriage, Blue Walls looked out the window at the sailboats that were faintly visible in the distance and proudly introduced them.

It's smaller than I expected.

Livre also observed from outside the window and shared her opinion.

"There's a reason for that. Although we're called a pirate crew, we're more like a group of treasure hunters. We don't engage in burning, killing, and looting; instead, we explore the treasures hidden deep in the sea."

Clearly, Blue Worth greatly admired the actions of his pirate crew.

"This is one of the reasons why you are saved today."

Livre had come to approve of their style of doing things.

A short while later, several sailors disembarked and carried the 'ingredients' their first mate had purchased onto the ship, while Blue Walls led Livre onto the deck of the Golden Dream.

On the deck, Livre spotted Danitz sitting by the ship's railing, drinking beer and chatting loudly with several sailors.

She continued to follow Blue Walls without making a sound. While in the carriage, she had already instructed him not to tell anyone what had just happened, except for Edwina.

As he approached the captain's cabin door, Blue Walls knocked:

"Captain, I have brought a guest with me."

"Please come in."

A soft female voice sounded, and before seeing the person, Livre imagined that an elegant and intelligent beautiful woman would appear when she went out.

Upon entering, Livre saw 'Iceberg General' Edwina sitting at her desk, engrossed in a book.

She has delicate features, long brown hair simply tied back, and light blue eyes as clear as spring water. She wears a white fitted shirt with intricate patterns on the collar and cuffs, and dark trousers and leather boots, which makes her look smart and capable. On the harsh sea, she gives people a feeling of being thin but resilient, and has a beauty that combines intellect and heroism.

"Captain, this Miss Monroe just saved me from Maverick's attack and killed Maverick."

Blue Walls reported what had just happened to Edwina.

Edwina's long, slender eyebrows twitched slightly, and she spoke slowly and deliberately:

"Thank you, Miss Marilyn Monroe. On behalf of the Golden Dream, I express my respect to you."

She bowed slightly to express her gratitude, her tone calm and emotionless, filled with absolute rationality, though she spoke words of thanks.

She really is as cold as an iceberg, but based on my past experience, such a woman actually has a very contrasting inner world...

Livre composed herself and glanced at Blue Walls beside her.

Edwina understood and said to Blue Walls:

"You should go and rest first."

Blue Walls paused, then walked out of the captain's cabin with some suspicion.

He wasn't worried that Miss Marilyn would attack the captain, but he was worried that she would try to seduce him.

After Blue Walls left, Livre got down to business:

“Ms. Edwina, your crew member Flame Danitz has been captured by Lieutenant General Tracy of Disease.”

Edwina's brow twitched, but her calm face showed no change in expression.

"You don't seem surprised by what I said?"

Livre asked with some curiosity.

Edwina nodded slightly:

"I already know that the one on the ship is a fake."

Livre paused for a moment, then asked:

"Then why didn't you take action to eliminate him? Because he leaked information, your first mate was almost killed today."

Edwina remained silent for a few seconds before slowly saying:

“I didn’t expect Señor to go this far… It was a misjudgment on my part. My original plan was to use that imposter to find out some things I’ve always wanted to know…”

She was like a top student who didn't get a perfect score, earnestly reflecting on her actions.

Chapter 169 The Experience of Digesting the Pleasure Potion

Livre had no grounds to criticize her, so she asked pragmatically:

"Now, what do you plan to do?"

Edwina's voice was cold and devoid of any emotion:

"Unearth the treasure within her."

she?

Liviel's mind stirred, and an alluring figure with black wings immediately appeared in her mind:

nightingale!

……

In the dead of night, the red moon hangs high in the sky.

On the deck of the Golden Dream, Danitz lay with several drunken sailors, his cheeks flushed, his yellowish eyebrows twitching, and he occasionally mumbled something in his sleep.

Suddenly, he narrowed his tightly closed eyes and looked around.

Seeing that no one was around, he slowly stood up and staggered toward the superstructure on the deck.

After walking a distance, Danitz, as if still drunk, collapsed again, sprawled on the deck, and fell fast asleep, facing the direction of the captain's cabin.

However, just as he was rising and falling, a sphere the size of a fist flew out from beneath him. This sphere was entirely black, contracting like flesh and blood, with a scarlet eye embedded within it. Under the cover of night, it flew towards the captain's cabin.

The dark, spherical figure flickered in and out of sight, quickly appearing at the captain's cabin door. Its scarlet eyes were filled with a chilling light, converging into a beam of light that seemed to pierce through the wooden door and peer into everything inside the room.

Just then, a low hum sounded, as if a trap had been triggered. Immediately afterwards, a frost-covered spear flew through the air and suddenly pounced on the sphere suspended in mid-air.

The eyeball in the flesh shrank abruptly, trembled in fear, and then turned into a wisp of gray light, frantically fleeing back to the body of Danitz lying on the deck along the invisible spiritual thread.

Danitz suddenly opened his eyes, rolled over and jumped up, completely unlike his drunken self, and took off running, his boots thumping heavily on the deck. However, he had only taken a few steps when a faint, illusory light suddenly appeared around him.