Mystery: The Witch of Desire

The surging power within her body from the promotion was still subtly restless, her clothes were already soaked with sweat, outlining her alluring figure, and she had a more mature and charming charm than before.

Her full chest heaved violently, each breath carrying a burning pain that traveled down to her lower abdomen, bringing waves of strange palpitations.

Livre understood that this fluttering feeling was pleasure.

Recalling the near-out-of-control crisis, she still felt lingering fear.

However, the moment she uttered the words "You are free" through the loudspeaker, a strange power suddenly surged from the bottom of her heart, like a gentle light, dispelling the evil and madness brought about by the witch's potion and sadism within her, and firmly pulling her humanity back from the brink of collapse.

The violent changes within his body during his previous advancement, and the urge to vent his malice wantonly, were completely controlled at this moment. His restless spirituality gradually calmed down, and most of the sinister aura around him dissipated, leaving only a wisp of alluring charm, belonging to Sequence 6 - the charm of pleasure.

At that moment, she understood that she had been successfully promoted:

Sequence 6, Pleasure!

Chapter 127 Sharon

Looking inward, Liviel sensed the changes brought about by her advancement:

Her abilities in all aspects have been enhanced, making her more beautiful. She is skilled at seduction, has a deep understanding of the human body, and can easily bring pleasure to people through contact. She is adept at giving unforgettable pleasure to both the opposite sex and the same sex during lovemaking.

It can create strange, almost invisible threads, like a spider, to wrap around its target, slowing them down and affecting their movements—a nemesis of hand-to-hand combat. It can also rapidly shift itself in another direction as if being pulled by something. Or it can wrap itself up layer upon layer of threads, forming a giant cocoon. It can slow down its target's speed and movements; it can weave a cocoon to envelop itself, providing protection and a chance to recover.

The abilities of "Black Flame," "Frost," and "Curse," as well as "Mirror Magic," have all been effectively enhanced and can be combined with each other. For example, a mirror can be used to lock onto a target, and "Black Flame" can be used to complete a curse; in addition to "Mirror Substitute" and "Wand Substitute," there are now witchcraft spells that can defend against fatal damage and provide initial healing.

Now, she can easily unleash black flames and frost in various forms, and she can also arouse the desires of others through pleasure. This desire is more psychological, while the desires of sex addicts are more physiological. The two can be combined to have a stronger effect.

Liviel roughly estimated that she could bring an ordinary man to orgasm with just her willpower, without having to lift a finger. However, the threshold for women is much higher, and Liviel wasn't sure if she could bring a woman to orgasm with just her willpower.

"Next time, we can try Fors."

Livre smiled alluringly, a black flame flickering from her fingertip, like a dark flower, drifting towards the gas timer pipe beside her.

Soon after, a raging fire broke out in the deserted Pariya.

……

In the dead of night, the smog in Backlund was still thick, shrouding the entire city in a hazy gray.

Liviel arrived at the Brave Ones Bar, pushed open the heavy wooden door, and was immediately greeted by a smell of alcohol and tobacco.

It was already late at night, and drunkards lay sprawled around the table. In the huge hall, there wasn't a single sober person.

Livre didn't even greet the drowsy bartender behind the bar, and went straight to the second floor, to the room where she had made the deal with the malicious man last time.

Livre pushed open the door and entered. The poker table was still littered with chips, but it was empty.

Liviel paused slightly, wondering if she had come at the wrong time. Just as she was about to turn and leave, a clear yet cold female voice rang in her ear without warning:

“Marich isn’t here. If you need anything, you can contact me.”

Livre froze, instinctively turning her head to look. The room was empty, with only a dim kerosene lamp hanging from the ceiling.

But the next second, her gaze fixed on the chair next to the card table, where the figure of a pale-faced woman gradually appeared. She sat there quietly, wearing a black Gothic court dress and a small soft hat of the same color. Her light golden hair and delicate features made her look like a finely crafted doll.

Liviel couldn't help but shiver, a strong sense of dread rising in her heart. This woman gave her a feeling that was far more powerful than Luna Bell. The subtle yet profound spiritual fluctuations made her subconsciously tense up and think quickly.

The sophisticated woman's description of Marich is that of the man with malicious eyes who manipulates the undead?

Livre composed herself and tentatively began to speak:

"You're also from the Brave Ones Bar?"

The woman, as delicate as a doll, nodded slightly, her voice still ethereal and cold:

"I suppose so. You don't need to be wary of me. I was sitting right there watching when you made your deal with Maric that day."

As she spoke, she pointed to the chair beneath her. Livre instantly understood: during her last transaction with Marich, that chair had appeared to be empty, yet Marich had deliberately made her sit in another chair. At the time, she had been puzzled, but now she realized that this woman had been sitting there invisibly, without her noticing.

Liviel couldn't help but feel a little alarmed: This woman who looked like a doll could also become invisible? Could she also be a witch? No, that's not right. Although she was beautiful and delicate, she didn't have the allure of a witch. Instead, she exuded a coldness that kept people at a distance.

Liviel swallowed hard, suppressing her apprehension, and went straight to the point:

"I have some extraordinary items that I'd like to sell to you."

The refined woman didn't waste any words; she simply nodded slightly, signaling her to continue.

Liviel pulled a package from her bosom containing Luna Bell's extraordinary properties. As she opened the package, she began to explain:

"This is an extraordinary characteristic of the Sequence 7 Witch of the Assassin's Path..."

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly felt an unusual chill from the package in her hand. The chill spread from her fingertips, and she looked down in surprise to see that the extraordinary properties of black had become one with the fabric of the package, and the originally loose fabric gradually became tight.

Liviel frowned and quickly placed the strange object in her hand on the table. The extraordinary properties and the package continued to merge, the fabric gradually melting and intertwining with the faint light of the properties, eventually condensing into a small ball about half the size of a fist, black and blue, with a faint spiritual fluctuation contained within it.

The refined woman seemed accustomed to this, and calmly said:

"Exceptional properties can easily combine with surrounding objects to form magical items, especially if not properly preserved. The extraordinary property in your possession has already spontaneously formed a magical item."

Livre's heart tightened, and she quickly asked:

Will its price go up?

The elegant woman shook her head, her tone remaining calm:

"Only in rare cases will the price of a spontaneously generated magical item rise if it has excellent effects and few negative effects. But most of the time, such randomly generated magical items either have little practical value or have extremely negative effects, so their price is usually lower than that of a simple extraordinary trait."

A hint of disappointment flashed across Livre's face, and she pressed on:

"How can I determine the effects and negative consequences of this magical item?"

“Craftsmen can appraise them,” the elegant woman said calmly, “or certain magical items with appraisal capabilities, such as my ‘Eye of Insight’.”

As she spoke, she took out a pair of monocles that gleamed with silver light from her sleeve. The surface of the lens was engraved with subtle, eerie patterns, exuding a strong spiritual energy.

"The appraisal fee is £50."

The refined woman's voice remained flat, as if stating a given fact.

Livre was taken aback, and subconsciously asked in return:

"50 pounds?"

The elegant woman nodded gently:

"Yes. This is also why most factions are willing to train artisans; appraisal is a very valuable skill. When I appraise magical items, I have to bear certain side effects. The stronger the spirituality of the appraised item, the greater the wear and tear on me. Your item was formed with a Sequence 7 Extraordinary trait, so the 50-pound appraisal fee is very reasonable."

Liviel remained silent for a moment, but finally gritted her teeth and agreed. Without an appraisal, she would have no idea what the magical item's function and negative effects were, and it would be impossible to use it.

The elegant woman took the small ball, raised her hand, and put the monocle on her right eye. Her movements were stiff and mechanical, adding to her doll-like quality. The monocle on her right eye instantly glowed with a faint silver light, enveloping the small ball.

After a moment, the elegant woman slowly removed her monocle, looked at Livre, and said:

"This magical item has very little spiritual power and is almost worthless."

Livre was taken aback by his words, and a feeling of disappointment welled up inside her, with a hint of doubt appearing in her eyes.

The elegant woman continued unhurriedly:

"There's no doubt that I'm deliberately undervaluing it. I wouldn't buy such a useless magical item."

Upon hearing this, Livre's heart sank completely, but she still said with a mournful face:

"Alright, then could you please explain its function?"

Even if it's not very useful, what if it can play a tiny, insignificant role?

The elegant woman spoke calmly and deliberately:

"This small, spherical magical object combines the witch's black flames and frost abilities, but because its spirituality is too low, it can only raise or lower its own temperature without causing any substantial damage. By the way, the spirituality contained within it is not very stable, so it will enter a restless state as soon as it is slightly activated."

As she spoke, the elegant woman flicked her fingertip slightly, and the small, spherical magical object began to vibrate rapidly in her fair palm, emitting a buzzing sound.

Livre was taken aback and asked incredulously:

"You mean, this little ball can get hot, it can get cold, and it can vibrate?"

“Yes,” the elegant woman nodded. “Oh, it also has another function, which is to make a person’s sense of touch more sensitive, but this is not a good thing in battle. For example, pain that is not strong to begin with may bring strong stimulation.”

"Its only advantage is that it may not have any negative effects because its spirituality is too low."

After the elegant woman finished her introduction, she returned the small ball to Livre.

Livre swallowed hard, feeling somewhat at a loss.

A small ball that can heat up, cool down, vibrate, and make people more sensitive, and that will never stop as long as it has a spirit...

From the perspective of the extraordinary, it really has no effect.

But from another perspective...

"Let's call you 'Jump Ball'."

Liviel named the small black and blue ball, blushed, and put it away.

She then pulled another package from her bosom, containing Clive's extraordinary properties and several materials, and began to introduce it:

"These are the extraordinary characteristics of the Arbitrator Sequence 8 Sheriff, and the two main ingredients of the Arbitrator Sequence 7 Inquisitor Potion."

The elegant woman quickly confirmed the information and then spoke:

“I already have a Sequence 8 Sheriff’s Extraordinary trait in my inventory. I won’t buy it unless you’re willing to sell it to me for 30% less than the market price. As for the two main materials, they’re 500 pounds each.”

A price 30% below market value? That's about £350, which is a huge loss. It's better to keep it and sell it later...

Livre thought for a moment, then tentatively asked:

"Is there a container that can store extraordinary qualities and slow down the loss of spirituality?"

The elegant woman nodded, took out two sealed bottles engraved with light blue patterns, and handed them to Livre:

"Isolation containers, £10 each, can preserve extraordinary properties for about a year. However, if you're unlucky, fusion may occur as soon as you put them in."

Livre nodded and accepted the container, while the elegant woman put away the two main pieces of evidence from the interrogators.

Livre then took out the small doll:

"Help me identify this magical item."

The elegant woman looked at the small doll, and a slight ripple appeared in her usually calm eyes.

After a moment's hesitation, she spoke:

"The appraisal fee is £200."

"200 pounds!?"

Liviel blurted out, "The appraisal fee for this item is four times that of a Sequence 7 Extraordinary trait?!"

The elegant woman nodded:

“It possesses a very strong spiritual power, and appraising it would be a considerable burden for me. £200 is a very reasonable price.”

Liviel hesitated for a moment, then remembered the suffering this doll had brought her in battle, and the exhilaration she felt when using it to control the police. She gritted her teeth and handed the doll over to the elegant woman.

The elegant woman put on her monocle and gazed at the tiny doll. Soon, fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

She took off her glasses, returned the doll to Livia, rubbed her eyes, and said:

"If I'm not mistaken, this doll should be a magical item formed from the extraordinary properties of a Sequence 5 Mystic Master."

Sequence 5!

Liviel gasped inwardly; this was a level she had never encountered before! But then she thought about it again, and realized that she was already Sequence 6, seemingly only one step away from Sequence 5.

However, according to the knowledge she instilled in the mirror world, the transition from Sequence 6 to Sequence 5 is a qualitative change that requires an advancement ceremony to assist it, and the difficulty is incomparable to the previous advancements.

She calmed herself down and gestured for the elegant woman to continue.

The elegant woman continued:

"It can control living objects through spiritual threads, turning them into freely moving puppets, or it can control inanimate objects through brute force. It can manipulate a maximum of two puppets at a time. Its negative effect is that it will bear the sins and misfortunes of the manipulated person."

"Sin and misfortune?"

Livre asked, somewhat puzzled.

“Yes.” The elegant woman nodded. “If the manipulated person is cursed by an evil spirit, then the manipulator will also bear that curse; if the manipulated person is plagued by misfortune, then the manipulator will also be plagued by misfortune.”

Liviel realized something. The negative effects of this doll were rather peculiar. If the person being manipulated was not special, there would be no impact. Of course, accumulating too much sin and misfortune would certainly be a big problem. However, if the person being manipulated carried something bad, then these negative effects might directly cost them their lives... She should be more cautious in using this doll in the future.

She asked again:

"Is there any marking on this doll? Could it be tracked?"

The elegant woman said:

"This cannot be determined through identification. However, based on the current situation, it should not be marked. Of course, there may be some marks that I cannot observe at my level."