Mystery: The Witch of Desire

You Intis people... Pshaw!

Even Liviel, a witch, couldn't stand the sight of this brother and sister. Wait, you two siblings love witches the most, what does that mean...?

Livre felt a little confused.

Just then, the newly ordered main course arrived. Duval expertly sliced ​​a medium-rare veal steak and said meaningfully:

"If you were a witch, then the magical item we have treasured would be even more useful to you. If I were you, I would definitely accept the commission to get the chance to buy this magical item."

Livre no longer considered the brother and sister to be normal people, so she stopped arguing with them.

She pondered for a few seconds, then, taking advantage of her witchy nature, revealed a charming smile:

"What kind of magical item is it? Can't you just give it to me as payment?"

Janice shook her head:

“This magical item is a family heirloom that has been passed down for generations. It is extremely valuable, probably worth tens of thousands of gold pounds. We would not have put it up for sale if we were not in dire need of money.”

"Oh? What kind of magical item is it?"

Upon hearing this, Livre's curiosity was piqued.

Janice didn't speak, but instead put her hands on her waist, took out a very old-looking flintlock pistol, and said with a hint of pride:

"It's called 'The Last Whisper,' and it can precisely penetrate the enemy's weaknesses, ignoring any defenses and causing the most fatal and direct damage."

"If it hits the weak point directly, most demigods will not be able to withstand the power of this shot."

A demigod...you're not kidding, are you?

Livre probed subtly:

"Could I take a look at it?"

"no problem!"

To Livre's surprise, Janice readily agreed and handed the musket to Livre from under the table.

Liviel donned the writhing hunger pangs, took the musket, and activated the appraiser's ability.

In an instant, she felt a slight soreness in her temples, indicating that the magical item contained such a strong spiritual power that it affected the spiritual power of the appraiser herself.

It certainly possesses the power to harm demigods...

However, its negative effects are somewhat elusive... seemingly related to gender?

Livre looked up at Janice with some surprise:

What are its negative effects?

Janice glanced at Duval beside her and said:

"It must be used by extraordinary individuals who transcend both genders."

"So my brother and I can only take turns using it every day. However, this not only fails to fully utilize its effects, but also puts a great burden on us."

Chapter 212 Siblings and the Witch

Livre paused for a moment.

This seems to be an extraordinary item tailor-made for a witch.

With her appraiser's abilities, she could confirm that Janice wasn't lying. This time, Livre was indeed drawn to the magical item.

Currently, her main combat method is to control and inflict abnormal statuses, such as diseases, spider silk, puppet dolls, the gates of the underworld, and the abilities of fallen tree spirits.

Purely direct attack methods, such as black flames and frost at the Sequence 7 level, become troublesome when facing enemies with strong defenses and immunity to abnormal statuses.

For example, that giant tree on Shorttail Island—if it hadn't fought that feathered serpent to a standstill, Livre would have had a real hard time dealing with it.

After a moment's thought, Livre handed the musket back and said in a deep voice:

"Okay, I accept your commission."

"I knew you would accept it."

Janice said with a smile, but did not take the musket.

Just as Livia was wondering what was going on, Duval spoke up:

"Take it; during the commission, you shall hold 'The Last Whisper'."

"why?"

Livre felt a little strange. Aren't they afraid I'll run away with the magical item?

Duval said earnestly:

"This is necessary to complete the commission."

Livre was a little confused. She carefully recalled the request from the brother and sister, and then repeated:

"Your request is for me to impersonate Ms. Janice and attend a banquet with Mr. Duval?"

“Yes.” Dival nodded. “However, while attending the banquet, take the opportunity to eliminate Lieutenant General Gamour, the governor of Gulayin City.”

What is that?

Livre was stunned.

What's the difference between this behavior and telling the police that you only stole a rope, without mentioning that there was a cow tied to the end of the rope?

She suppressed her anger and directly rejected him:

"I'm sorry, but I don't want to become a wanted criminal in the Southern Continent, so let's leave it at that. There's no need to continue this conversation."

After saying that, Livre prepared to get up and leave. During negotiations, when faced with the other party's hidden information, one must respond firmly, otherwise it will only embolden the other party's arrogance.

“Wait! Miss Monroe!” Janice stood up and stopped Livre. “You will not become a wanted criminal because you will always act as me. Duval and I will take full responsibility for you.”

"And don't you want to possess the 'Last Whisper' forever?"

Livre was taken aback to find that Janice's tone carried a strong seductive quality. This seduction was different from instigation, but its actual effect was no less than that of instigation.

Like a mastermind plotting a conspiracy, she uses tempting offers to lure others into her scheme.

This doesn't feel like a witch, but more like a schemer... Could it be that the abilities corresponding to extraordinary beings are related to this?

Liviel weighed the 'Last Whisper' in her hand. She loved this magical item so much that she was determined to get it.

Now, she even wants to assess whether it's easier to take down the Janis siblings or Lieutenant General Gammore.

Lieutenant General Gamour is a notorious executioner in East Bayron, whose numerous large-scale bloody incidents in the colonies have even drawn criticism from within the kingdom. The Janice siblings are also clearly not respectable people. Eliminating either side would not put Livre under any psychological pressure.

After a moment's thought, Livre said in a deep voice:

"Give me a detailed account of Lieutenant General Ganmore, your personal information, pathways, and the important items and special abilities you possess. Don't try to deceive me; I have ways to verify the truth of your claims."

“Absolutely no problem.” Duval smiled broadly, placing his hands on his chest. “I am a Sequence 6 ‘Conspirator’ of the Hunter pathway, and my sister is a Sequence 5 Reaper of the same pathway. You have already seen all the magical items we possess.”

So, the Hunter Path Sequence 6 is the Schemer... there really is such a sequence! But who would have thought that a hunter with such a fiery temper and provocation would one day become a cunning schemer...

While Livre was pondering, Janice picked up the conversation and continued:

"Lieutenant General Gamor is a Sequence 5 'Punishment Knight' of the Arbiter Path. He is surrounded by several mid-Sequence Beyonders, most of whom are of the Arbiter Path. As for magical items... this lieutenant general is very averse to the negative effects of sealed artifacts, so he has never worn any magical items. However, he is very fond of collecting charms and always carries charms with various abilities with him... when fighting him, it is best to be well-rounded."

Wow, that's quite a detailed investigation.

Livre silently noted down this information, then asked:

Why did you kill Lieutenant General Ganmore?

“It’s very simple.” Duval leaned back in his chair, looking relaxed. “Gamor is an executioner with blood on his hands, and a hardliner who strongly advocated for war in the border conflict.”

"Isn't it a cause for celebration for the nation and the people of the colonies to have such a person die?"

While listening to Duval speak, Livre secretly observed Janice's expression.

She had a vague feeling that, between the brother and sister, Janice was the one who held the reins.

When Lieutenant General Gamour was mentioned, unlike Duval's relaxed expression, Janice's face turned somewhat cold.

Liviel observed all of this secretly, her mind racing. After a moment's deliberation, she slowly spoke:

"One last question."

"You want me to impersonate Ms. Janice, but what about the real Ms. Janice? What are you going to do?"

Upon hearing this, Janice smiled knowingly.

"I'll be there to support you—haha, even if I said that, you wouldn't believe me, would you?"

Seeing Livre's serious expression, she suppressed her smile and said solemnly:

“I will take advantage of the commotion at Lieutenant General Gamour’s banquet to sneak into his mansion and steal an important item. However, don’t think that just causing a disturbance is enough; Lieutenant General Gamour must be killed, otherwise, he will start a war on the border between East and West Bairan sooner or later.”

Livre nodded slightly.

After a long pause, she raised her eyes, looked at the siblings, Janice and her brother, sitting opposite her, and said in a deep voice:

"I need to go to the restroom."

"You can have your fortune told right here... It doesn't matter, go ahead if you want."

Duval's words, tinged with sarcasm, made Liviel feel as if she had been seen through and genuinely provoked.

Damn hunter...

Despite her inner grumbling, Livre went to the restaurant's restroom, took out a mirror, and performed a divination.

After confirming that the danger was not significant, she returned to the table and calmly said:

"Okay, I promise you."

Duval and Janice exchanged a smile upon hearing this.

"I knew you would agree."

As Janice spoke, she stood up, arm in arm with her brother:

"Our room is 209. Could you please come over? I'll help you dress up like me. There are still four hours until the banquet tonight, so we have plenty of time."

Livr didn't say much and stood up with them.

Janice and Duval walked arm in arm ahead, past the bar, and out of the restaurant.

Did they already pay the bill when I went to the restroom?

Livre was puzzled until the waiter blocked her way, and then she realized that the brother and sister who had claimed they would treat her to dinner had not paid the bill.

"Damn Intis people!"

Liver cursed angrily, paid for the meal, and chased after him to room 209.

"Sorry, I think I forgot to pay."

Duval smiled sincerely, but Livre always felt that he seemed to be mocking her, smug about saving money on a meal.

Livre ignored him, turned to look at Janice who was picking out clothes in the closet, and then glanced at the general layout of the room: there was only a double bed.

I finally met the siblings with a normal relationship...

Livre sighed and waited for Janice to carry a stack of exquisite clothes to the bed, exactly the same as the white evening gown she was wearing.

"Alright, before we change our clothes, let's play one of the witch's favorite games."

Janice smiled at Livre and reached out to unbutton two buttons on her collar.

Her brother, Duval, also stood by the window and expertly drew the curtains.

Livre instantly took a step back towards the door, her voice sharp:

"What are you trying to do? I'm here to put on makeup!"

Janice tilted her head slightly, looking a little puzzled.

As she spoke, she slowly approached Livia.

The next second, her expression turned serious, and she stopped walking.

Because Livia on the other side had already raised the 'Last Whisper,' its dark muzzle pointed at her chest.

"Let's talk this out, Miss Marilyn. Don't handle such dangerous things."

Janice raised her hands, took a step back, and gave a smirk. Her brother, Duval, stood by the window, calmly watching everything unfold.

"I'll only say this once, so you'd better remember it."