Mystery: The Witch of Desire

“When you have nothing to do, try praising the Lord, and He will give you direction.”

Liviel materialized from the void and spoke like a devout charlatan.

Daniel turned around in surprise, saw Livril's face clearly, and immediately exclaimed with joy:

"Miss Marilyn Monroe, it's you! You've come!"

He rushed to Livre's side like a child and complained:

“Miss Monroe, after I arrived in Vanterrick yesterday, Governor Tybert immediately summoned me. However, after listening to my report, he didn't react at all, but calmly told me to go and rest. I suggested that we immediately organize the arrest of Señor, and his adjutant immediately took me away…”

Liviel found it strange. The 'Soul of War' was a Level 1 sealed artifact. Losing a Level 1 sealed artifact would be a huge dereliction of duty even for a governor. Why was Tibert so calm?

"Could it be that the operation to capture Señor has already begun, but you just don't know it?"

Livre thought for a moment and then tried asking.

“Impossible,” Daniel said with absolute certainty. “I’ve told them repeatedly that if they’re going to arrest Señor, they must take me with them. I was the first witness and can provide a lot of information. Besides, I have a friend who worked at the Governor’s Office at the same time, and according to him, the military didn’t launch any operation to arrest Señor at all, and they didn’t even do much reconnaissance.”

That's a bit strange...

Liviel pondered for a moment, then said thoughtfully:

"Is it possible that Lieutenant General Gamour's death distracted General Tibert?"

“That doesn’t make sense either. When I reported to the governor last night, Lieutenant General Gamour was still alive. However, the governor seems to care a lot about the news of Lieutenant General Gamour’s death. This morning, many officers in my dormitory building received orders to leave the camp.”

Daniel rambled on, his eyebrows furrowed, his anxiety completely exposed on his face.

"Hmm, don't be too anxious." Livre gently patted his shoulder to comfort him. "Any news about the two women I asked you to find?"

Daniel was taken aback by what he heard, then scratched his head sheepishly.

“I’m sorry, Miss Marilyn, I haven’t had a chance to ask about this yet.”

"However, my friend from the same period has many acquaintances in the Governor's Office, so I can ask him to help me inquire with the department that manages household registration."

Rowling and Ms. B probably wouldn't register their household registration under their real names, and I don't know Redbeard's real name... Oh right, the son Redbeard is looking for seems to be named Beckner, maybe we can start from that angle.

On a whim, Rivera told Daniel about Beckner's name as well. Daniel, ever efficient, immediately went to his friend from the same class and entrusted him with checking the three people's household registration information.

After doing all this, Daniel couldn't wait to say:

“Miss Monroe, come with me to sea to find Admiral Blood.”

Livre frowned slightly and began to seriously consider the question.

Previously, she did not want to provoke the Blood General because of that sealed artifact, but now she has learned from Miss Sharon that the sealed artifact is extremely dangerous and that it could lead to disaster if it falls into the hands of the Blood General.

Moreover, Miss Sharon has formally made a request; having just spent a fortune to buy 'The Last Whisper,' Livre urgently needs to replenish her gold reserves...

There's no other way but to turn the Blood General into a hefty 42,000 gold pounds.

Livre smiled at Daniel and said in a light tone:

“Yes, this is also the Lord’s will.”

"Is this really the Lord's will?"

Daniel was both surprised and delighted, and his fighting spirit was practically burning.

He pounded his chest and roared, "Storm above!" so much so that passing officials from the governor's office rolled their eyes at him.

Feeling somewhat embarrassed, Livr quickly pulled Daniel along and hurriedly left, returning to Daniel's dormitory.

After much thought, Livre had roughly figured out how to find Señor.

Do you meditate?

As she spoke, she constructed a spiritual wall around herself.

"Yes, but I don't do it very well."

Daniel scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly, not quite understanding why Rivera had asked that question.

"It's okay, relax and listen to me..."

As Livre spoke, she entered a shallow psychic state and communicated with Daniel's spirit.

Everything around them became blurry. Livre and Daniel stood face to face on the vast ocean of psychology, a fusion of the subconscious.

While channeling her spiritual energy, Livre guided the somewhat dazed Daniel:

"Remember, remember, all the mirrors on the Swallow..."

A shift occurred deep within Daniel's pupils, and illusory mirrors began to emerge on the vast ocean of psychology.

Then, Livre began to examine the mirrors carefully; most of them had sunk with the Swallow and lay on the cold seabed.

Livre glanced at the last mirror Daniel had conjured up in his mind with a hint of disappointment.

It was an exquisite mirror with its rim inlaid with various gemstones, belonging to Captain Ashbaf of the Swallow.

When Livre anchored it and sensed its location, she was shocked to discover that it was not in the deep sea!

It was located in a cluttered room, piled up with a bunch of glittering gold and silver jewelry.

Señor's men saw that the mirror was valuable and took it away as spoils of war...

Livre's lips curved into a smile, and she immediately began to pinpoint its exact location:

This is the sea area south of the Raging Sea and east of East Bayron... approximately 1300 kilometers from Vanterrick...

Sure enough, Señor also arrived in the Southern Continent.

Livre took out a mirror and used it to divine the course of events to come.

After confirming that the danger level was not high, Livr said to Daniel:

"You stay here and don't move. I'm going to kill General Blood."

The distance of 1300 kilometers would consume a huge amount of spiritual energy for Liviel to teleport alone, let alone with another person, so she decided to travel alone.

"what?"

Daniel paused for a moment, and in the brief instant he was lost in thought, Livr had already entered the bathroom.

"Hey, Miss Marilyn!"

Daniel hurriedly chased after him, but the instant his hand touched the bathroom door, he jerked back as if electrocuted.

"Good heavens! What am I doing? I actually tried to barge into the bathroom while Miss Marilyn was using it!"

Daniel stood solemnly at the doorway, as if in repentance, quietly waiting for Liver to come out.

A few minutes later, he felt something was off because the bathroom was quiet and there was no sound at all.

"Miss Marilyn Monroe, are you constipated?"

Daniel stood at the door, hesitant for a moment, but finally tentatively knocked lightly.

However, as he knocked, the door suddenly opened behind him.

"Yes, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to!"

Daniel jumped back in fright, and after a moment he realized that there was no sound coming from the bathroom.

He peered through the crack in the door, somewhat puzzled, and saw that the toilet was empty.

"Miss Marilyn Monroe has disappeared..."

Daniel was completely stunned, staring in disbelief at the empty room.

He walked to the toilet, looked at the clear water inside, and his face was very serious.

"Could it be that she left through the sewers?"

……

In the mirror world, Livre concealed herself and stepped out from the mirror.

In an instant, she felt a mass of cold metal pressing against her, which instantly pulled her out of her invisibility. All around her was dense darkness and an enclosed space.

She tentatively pushed aside the metal parts, touched the wooden lid above her head, and gently pushed it open. She found herself inside a box filled with gold and silver jewelry. There were many similar boxes piled up around her, making it look like a storage room for treasures.

Nearby, two pirates holding paper and pens were counting, staring dumbfounded at Livia peeking out of the box.

"Damn it! How did this woman get into the box! Wait, isn't that the same woman?!"

A pirate, cursing and swearing, stepped forward, trying to seize Livia, but in an instant, a flash of cold light appeared, and his head fell cleanly off his neck.

The other pirate froze for a few seconds, and just as he was about to turn around and run away, he was shocked to find that his head had also separated from his neck at some point.

After taking down two pirates in one go, Liviel used a psychic connection with one of them to find out the current situation: the ship was the fourth ship in Señor's fleet, and Señor was not on this ship; he was always on the fleet flagship, the Tree of Flesh.

However, the ship was holding a Sequence 7 witch who had been tracking Senor's men on the previous island and was captured by the pirates.

The savage pirates, of course, did not let go of a sexy and alluring witch. During the days on the ship, she endured repeated humiliations, turning into a soft, fluffy puff, but she never revealed the purpose of her stalking.

Apart from me, most of the witches belong to the Witch Cult. Could it be that the Witch Cult wants to target the Blood General?

Liviel thought with some curiosity that if she had the chance, she could rescue the witch and ask her for clarification.

After cleaning the corpse with black flames, Livre concealed herself, pushed open the storage room door, and walked onto the deck.

Not far away, you can see the huge, blood-red sailing ship, the Tree of Flesh and Blood, sailing behind its side.

At this distance, Liviel could already sense the mirrors on the Tree of Flesh and Blood and could activate mirror teleportation at any time.

However, now that she had the initiative to launch the attack, she wasn't in a hurry to act. After all, even if she killed Señor, she wouldn't be able to handle so many of his men, and she would definitely need to use the mirror teleportation to escape immediately.

By then, there will be no chance to get information from that witch.

If the Witch Cult also wants to take action against Señor, then they can use them to their advantage, saving themselves the risk.

After a moment's thought, Liviel quickly made up her mind to change her appearance to resemble the pirate she had just killed.

Using the information she had just obtained through psychic communication, she arrived at the bottom of the ship's cabin and came to the outside of a dark cell.

With a few words, Liviel tricked the guards and entered the cell, where she saw the pitiful witch.

She had long, flowing, fiery red hair, fair skin covered with blood-red whip marks, and a voluptuous and slender figure, making her stand out even among witches.

To make it easier for them to humiliate her, the pirates placed her kneeling on a table that was just waist-high, and tied her hands and ankles together.

In this way, she had no room to resist and could only let the pirates attack from behind.

Hearing footsteps behind her, the red-haired witch trembled slightly.

"Are you trying to make me feel good again? Okay, this time you'd better last a little longer."

Although her voice was mocking, Liviel could hear a hint of fear in it. It seemed that even a witch was terrified by the pirates' torment.

Of course, this is because she only has a Sequence 7 rank. If it were Tracy, she could easily take them all out... If it were me, a single dream would be enough to wipe out all their life force...

Liviel pondered with interest as she stood behind the red-haired witch.

She reached out her fingers and twisted the ropes binding the red-haired witch.

The witch, already exhausted, slumped onto the table. She turned around in surprise and saw Livre, who had transformed into Dorothy.

"The organization sent me to rescue you."

She spoke in a sweet, cloying voice, easily gaining the other person's trust.

The red-haired witch let out a long sigh, her eyes slightly reddening, and a few tears welled up in her eyes.

"I thought I was going to be tortured to death by those beasts!"

Chapter 215 Fierce Battle Against the Blood General

Livre's expression suddenly turned serious:

"You didn't say anything you shouldn't have, did you?"

The red-haired witch's brows furrowed, and she quickly waved her hand, saying:

"Of course not, I know the organization's rules, and I have absolutely not betrayed the organization!"

"Very well, then tell me, what did you find out by tracking Señor this time?"

Livr smiled charmingly, sat on the table with her legs hanging down naturally, and her tone softened considerably.

The red-haired witch breathed a sigh of relief and quickly said:

“I heard from Señor’s men that Señor attacked a warship and looted a lot of spoils, but when he returned, he was furious and even hung several of his men in a room to vent his anger…”

Are you sure Señor is angry, and not excited...? Why would he be angry if he stole a Sequence 1 level seal?