Mystery: The Witch of Desire

She took out a mirror and performed a divination, which revealed that the danger was minimal.

Without further hesitation, Livre boarded a taxi and headed to Blackthorn Security Company.

At the same time, inside the Blackthorn Security Company.

Luo Yao's face was somewhat pale. She covered one side of her head and said with some difficulty:

"Captain, I'm not feeling well. Could Emily take my place on this mission?"

Dunn nodded:

"Okay, it's just a routine patrol mission, then let Emily go in your place."

Ten minutes later, Emily and Cohenley boarded the Night Watchman's carriage and headed to the other end of the street.

A few minutes later, a horse-drawn carriage stopped next to the Blackthorn Security Company.

Livre stepped out of the car, dressed like a college student, with a simple and elegant style, and carrying a copy of Fors's "Stormy Hill" in her arms.

She walked into a coffee shop diagonally opposite Blackthorn Security Company, ordered a coffee, a caramel pudding, and a tomato berry salad, and sat down by the window.

This location offers a glimpse into the warm morning sunshine of Tingen.

You can also clearly see the personnel from Blackthorn Security Company coming and going across the street.

Liviel had no intention of directly entering Blackthorn Security Company to investigate; that would be suicidal. No one knew how many sealed artifacts the official extraordinary individuals possessed or what kind of early warning systems they had in place. Even though she was now Sequence 6 and could use her full invisibility ability with spiritual powder, she would never risk entering their headquarters.

She planned to sit there and keep an eye on the entrance of Blackthorn Security Company. If Klein came out and returned to his home on Narcissus Street, she would follow him and use her psychic abilities to find out what the Night Watchers had asked Klein.

If Klein doesn't come out, it means he's been imprisoned by the Night Watchers, and it also means that the Fourth Epoch notebook is more important than she expected.

She sat there for several hours. When it was noon, Livre ordered a pan-fried pork chop with white bread to have lunch, which also allowed her to continue observing Blackthorn Security Company from this spot. She pretended to be engrossed in the book in her hand, but her eyes were actually fixed on the scenery outside the window.

At this moment, Little White, who was sitting under the skirt, seemed unable to bear the loneliness of sitting still for so long, and took the initiative to talk to her:

“Livia, I’ve discovered that you possess the talents of us snakes. I mean, I never imagined that a human could stay in one place motionless for hours!”

Shh, don't make a sound!

Livre warned softly that the café was very quiet, and even the softest conversation could be overheard.

Xiao Bai was silent for a while, but couldn't help but whisper again:

"I wanted to keep quiet, but I heard the babbling in my ears again, and I was very hungry, so I had to talk to distract myself."

That sounds so pitiful...

Livre couldn't bear it, so she cut off a small piece of pork chop, looked around to make sure no one was watching, and carefully tucked it under her skirt before quickly pulling her hand back.

While doing this, her heart was pounding. If someone saw her doing this, they would definitely think she was a pervert who ate with two mouths.

Little White swallowed a small pork chop, making a satisfied sound:

"Hmm... I must say, human food is really delicious, it's almost as tasty as hairless mice! Actually, as a snake, I could have gone for more than half a month without eating, but I hadn't eaten for too long before I was put into the box, which was far beyond my normal feeding cycle."

Upon hearing this, Livre's heart stirred, and she asked with some curiosity:

"Do you remember how you got into that cargo box?"

Little White sighed like a human and replied:

“Livia, you asked me a similar question back at the port. My answer was that I didn’t remember, after all, I was just a snake who didn’t understand your human language back then, although I’m much smarter than the average snake. Besides, I think your memory is really bad, but that’s normal, considering you’re already twenty years old. According to the age of us snakes, you’re already an old lady.”

How dare you, a snake, mock me?

Liviel suddenly felt a surge of anger, but before she could retort, Xiaobai continued:

"However, strangely enough, after I had eaten my fill, I found that I could actually recall being packed into the cargo box!"

Liviel was taken aback, forcibly suppressing the urge to pinch Little White, and asked:

So, what exactly happened?

"Wait a moment, let me crawl closer to your ear so you can hear me better."

As Little White spoke, it crawled up Liviel's body inside her skirt, all the way to her chest. Feeling its cool scales caressing her smooth skin, Liviel instantly felt a tingling sensation throughout her body, and her cheeks flushed red.

"Huh? Livre, what's wrong? You seem to be getting hot?"

"Hmm, it's alright, please continue."

Livre murmured shyly.

"Oh, okay, I thought you were in heat. We snakes only have a rise in body temperature when we're in heat..."

"Shut up! Let's get down to business!"

Livre cursed, her voice almost too loud to be heard by the guests at the next table.

"Okay, okay. Don't be angry."

Xiao Bai quickly agreed and tried hard to remember:

“I remember being captured by a farmer and sold to a man. Hmm, I think his name was Tris.”

"Then he had some men put us into a cargo box and said that when a passenger ship went out to sea, they would lift the cargo box onto it and release us to bite the human passengers. Oh my God, I could never do such a cruel thing."

Livre was immediately alarmed: So, this was not a simple snake smuggling case, but a conspiracy to attack the passenger ship with venomous snakes?

What is the purpose of that man named Tris? Some kind of evil sacrificial ritual?

She quickly pressed for an answer:

"What other impressions do you have of Tris?"

Xiao Bai tried hard to recall for a moment, then continued:

"Hmm... his words seem to have a bewitching power, and others readily agree with what he says."

instigator!

Liviel was even more shocked. The witch cult was plotting an attack on the passenger ship? Were they trying to create an atmosphere of terror to digest the witch's potion? Or were they trying to digest the instigator's potion by inciting others to commit crimes?

She silently memorized the name Tris. In any case, the snakes had been released by accident, so the attack should have failed.

Just then, Livre caught a glimpse of the entrance to Blackthorn Security Company, where two male figures walked out.

One of them was wearing a black trench coat, had black hair and green eyes, and was handsome. He was the night watchman that Livia had seen before.

The other person was dressed in a simple but neat formal suit, and it was none other than Klein, whom she was waiting for!

Just as Livre was about to get up and follow them, she noticed that the two were walking towards the coffee shop, and her heart tightened.

Did they discover I was spying on them? No, it doesn't seem like it. Judging from their relaxed demeanor, they seem more like they're here for a meal.

Sure enough, the two went into the coffee shop and each ordered a steak set meal at the counter: it included steak with black pepper sauce, mashed potatoes with pork sausage, coffee and buttered bread.

The two sat in another corner of the coffee shop, chatting while waiting for their food.

The handsome man spoke:

"Klein, this steak set meal is generous in portion and affordable, and tastes great. You'll definitely like it."

Klein responded with a slight smile:

"My belly is already starting to bulge with anticipation."

Watching this scene from the window, Livre couldn't help but feel a little strange: What was going on? Why was Klein eating with the Night Watcher? Was he inviting him to dinner after the interrogation was over? Was the Night Watcher really that kind?

She suppressed her doubts and continued to eavesdrop on their conversation. Although they were far apart and their voices were very soft, Livre's keen senses allowed her to clearly hear their dialogue.

"You can discuss shift work with Miss Susan and the others. Civilian staff have five days of vacation per year."

"However, if you want to leave Tingen during your vacation, you must apply to the captain in advance..."

The black-haired man smiled warmly, as if he were talking to a junior.

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Leonard."

Klein thanked him sincerely, and the atmosphere seemed quite pleasant.

But a storm was brewing within Livre's heart:

Klein became a clerical worker for the Night Watch?

Chapter 135 Fors in Pain Needs Redemption

In a way, this seems to fit the practices of official Extraordinary individuals, who would recruit those who survived Extraordinary events as civilian staff or full members, both to replenish the team's human resources and to protect the survivors.

But, but...

Liviel's hands trembled slightly, and her eyes involuntarily welled up with tears.

Why can't my father, mother, and Jason be recruited as civilian employees? Is it because I've become a monster? Is it because I'm utterly wicked...?

Livre clenched her fists, digging her nails into her palms to calm her turbulent emotions.

After calming herself down a bit, she got up and went to the washroom, intending to deal with her feelings in a corner where no one could see her.

Just after she left, the Night Watchman's carriage pulled up in front of the Blackthorn Security Company, and Emily and Cohen got out.

"Emily, how about we go to the coffee shop for a meal? I'm craving their steak set meal."

Cohen was in a good mood after completing his mission and invited Emily to have dinner together.

Emily was tempted, but then she remembered that she had leftover dinner from last night, which she had packed up and brought to Blackthorn Company. If she didn't eat it today, it would easily spoil in the hot summer.

“Even though Jason and Reeves have been gone for almost two years, I still habitually make a few extra dinners…”

Emily smiled self-deprecatingly, politely declined Cohen's invitation, and immediately returned to Blackthorn Company.

Cohen arrived at the café alone and was pleasantly surprised to find Leonard and Klein. He then sat down at the same table with them and started chatting.

At this moment, Livre came out of the washroom and saw that there was another night watchman, which made her a little wary.

This place is close to the night watchmen's headquarters, and they seem to dine here often, so it's not quite right for me to stay here any longer.

Livre quickly tidied herself up and left the cafe.

Before leaving, she glanced one last time at Klein, who was sitting at the table enjoying his steak set meal and chatting and laughing with his companions.

Livre was filled with envy, and a little jealousy.

However, now that Klein has joined the Night Watchers, I can visit his house often and obtain inside information about the Night Watchers through psychic abilities...

"It'll be tough on you, you'll have to suffer a lot of headaches..."

Livre smiled and whispered a witty remark, feeling a little better, before leaving Zotland Street.

Back at the Lily Inn, Livre rested for a while, and Hugh and Fors also returned from Narcissus Street. The three of them gathered in Livre's room to share their day's experiences.

"So, what did you learn?"

Livre asked with a hint of anticipation.

Xiu waved his hand, looking somewhat helpless.

"There were some gains, but not many."

She sat down on the sofa and continued:

“We found out that Sinclair did indeed live at 27 Narcissus Street, but that was a long time ago. He moved away from Narcissus Street five years ago, and nobody knows where he went. The trail went cold there.”

After a moment's thought, Livre offered her suggestion:

"Perhaps we can go to the police station and check Sinclair's household registration records to see if there is any record of him moving."

Fors' expression tightened upon hearing this:

"Don't make me do this job, I still have nightmares about that place."

Xiu rolled his eyes at her:

“You are an apprentice, the most suitable person to carry out this task. Oh, I forgot, you are not an apprentice, you are already a master magician.”

Before Fors could refute Hugh, Livre said:

"Let's not take the risk. It would be easier to bribe the corrupt officials within the police station to do this kind of thing."

Hugh nodded thoughtfully:

“Indeed, then leave it to me. I’ve already made connections with a few brokers back at the Dragon Bar. I can ask them if they have any connections with the police.”

Livre agreed, but then added a reminder:

"Gentlemen, please pay attention to these three things. First: a man named Triss, who is an instigator and may be related to the Witch Cult; second: be aware of a man named Lanluus, who may be a member of the Aurora Society and is seeking to acquire the Apprentice's extraordinary characteristics; third: pay attention to the news about a notebook from the Fourth Age."

Fors and Hugh were both taken aback. Every single thing Miss Monroe said contained a wealth of information: the Witch Cult? The Aurora Society? The Fourth Age? How did she obtain so much information in such a short time?