What witch? The Deadly Pharmacist!

“I will definitely provide the intelligence when the time comes, but before that, I need to make sure I get my reward,” Dorothy said.

“I won’t let you into the prison’s archives,” Leon said, thinking that the most likely condition Dorucci would set was to obtain information about Santa Rosalia Prison.

This is, after all, one of the church's important research facilities. Even if we can't find classified information of the level of Red Mercury, we can at least find some practical core technologies.

Dorothy is capable of switching sides at any time, and allowing her to gain access to church information and return to the Witches' Gathering would be risky for Leon.

“No, I know you won’t allow it. I’ve already set my conditions. I hope we can talk alone when we rest before we set off, without anyone disturbing us,” Dorothy smiled.

"What on earth are you up to?" Lamia couldn't help but ask. Dorothy's mysterious demeanor practically screamed "something's up."

"Could you please give me a little privacy? I'll keep quiet from now on, so please don't ask me any more questions." After saying that, Dorothy made a sewing gesture with her finger to her lips.

"Tsk!" Lamia was somewhat displeased with Dorothy's attitude, and turned to Leon seriously, saying, "Leon, I need you to reiterate our contract with me. You will always be on my side, right?"

“That’s not how our contract is phrased, but if you’re talking about protecting you, I’ll be on your side,” Leon replied.

"I've granted your request to take what's in the Great Labyrinth yourself. But you can't forget that you're mine, my knight, and you still owe me something!" Lamia emphasized.

“You don’t need to be so insecure, do you?” Leon said.

“Answer me seriously!” Lamia emphasized.

"Yes, Your Highness, I will always be your knight, your shield, and I will never break my vow." Leon could only go through the process once.

Lamia nodded with some satisfaction, but at the same time, Princess Frey, who was not far away, looked at the two of them with a strange expression.

A princess? A loyal knight?

I am also a legitimate princess, so why don't I have the opportunity to enjoy such treatment?

"Leon," she tried calling out.

"Hmm?" Leon turned around.

"Since you've already decided to support me, isn't there a chance for us to build a relationship like yours with her?" Princess Frey asked, glancing at Lamia.

“No, my relationship is pretty much the same,” Leon replied casually.

"Really?" Frey blinked, not really feeling it.

“I’ve already taken you as my shield, and I believe that when it comes time to execute the plan, you will do your best to protect me,” Leon replied earnestly.

After all, if Freyd's blessing hadn't held properly during the Red Mercury explosion, she herself would have died.

“…Okay, fine then.” Fred was silent for a moment, then finally sighed.

Chapter 678 Lamia and Weiss

Half an hour after breaking into Santa Rosalia Prison, Leon successfully suppressed the entire prison, temporarily locking up the resisters.

Besides the subordinates he had gathered, he retained some of the people who had given up resistance to continue working at their posts. In addition, he transferred some prisoners to serve as manpower.

To control this enormous prison, he still needed to keep it running at a minimum, with thousands of prisoners and guards. If order wasn't maintained, chaos would surely ensue.

Fortunately, he had worked there before, and Weiss and Melissa were familiar enough with the daily operations of the prison.

After temporarily stabilizing the prison's order, he led his men to their destination: the teleportation array located beneath the central tower.

"In this way, the teleportation array becomes one-way, allowing only us to teleport outwards. Other parishes cannot teleport here, so this prison will not be attacked by the church for the time being," Freyd explained to Leon.

As she was explaining, two bishops from the Church of the Mystic Gods were checking the status of the teleportation array.

"Can a teleportation array be set up like this? If the Southeastern Archdiocese does the same, wouldn't we be unable to launch an attack?" Leon asked.

"If they sensed danger, they were unlikely to do so. Currently, the precise directional control of the teleportation array is only in the hands of the Church of the Mystic Gods, and we have not shared this technology with other churches."

"You know, the four major churches all keep some secrets, especially regarding the parishes in the east. So, apart from the parishes dominated by the Church of the Mystic God, the only option for other parishes is a blanket ban on entry and exit," Fred said.

"In other words, if the Southeastern Archdiocese blocks the magic array so we can't teleport there, it means they can't get reinforcements from other archdioceses either." Leon understood quickly.

"So, under normal circumstances they wouldn't do that, especially when your army is marching through Redwood County toward the parish."

"And don't forget, we have informants in the Southeastern Parish. We'll know about their movements immediately, so you don't need to worry," Fred said.

"I must say, Your Highness, you are indeed very reliable in handling matters." Leon nodded.

“I don’t have any particular talent in any area; I can only rely on the resources I was born with to develop my abilities. Looking back now, I think I’m probably more suited to assisting others than to being a leader,” Princess Fred said.

Leon suddenly realized that Princess Freyde and Adele had something in common: they were both efficient and organized in their respective fields.

Although they came from different backgrounds, their upbringing as nobles was quite similar. From birth, their life goals were planned out, and they were specially trained to achieve those goals.

“I’m really lucky,” Leon said.

“You spared my life, so I have to make you feel that I have some value, after all…” Fred glanced back at Lena and the others, “I’m different from them. I don’t have any emotional connection with you. If I had no value, you would probably just abandon me.”

“If you are truly worthless, it means you pose no threat to me. Why would I kill you?” Leon retorted.

"So you chose to kill me because you felt I was a threat? That sounds pretty good." Fred smiled.

“I only kill people who pose a threat to me, and… people I hate. That’s just the standard for most people,” Leon said.

"So you don't dislike me," Freyde teased. "But do ordinary people kill people indiscriminately? Fenrir, who kills without hesitation, still considers himself an ordinary person?"

“When I killed for the first time, I felt like I wasn’t myself anymore. But after I got used to it, I realized that killing isn’t anything special. It’s easy for people to have those thoughts, but they just don’t have the opportunity to do it, or they’re not used to it,” Leon replied.

While they were discussing things in the center of the magic circle, somewhere on the edge of the circle, Lamia and Weiss were catching up.

"When I heard that you were murdered by Alexie, I actually felt quite sorry for you, because you were really talented... I never expected that he would actually save you."

Lamia turned to look at Weiss and said, "Actually, I should have guessed when he gave me that book as a gift, since no one else knows about my interests except you."

After saying that, she couldn't help but yawn. After helping Leon suppress the prison, she had been plagued by drowsiness. She needed to ensure enough sleep time every day to suppress the remaining curse, but at this moment she still wanted to hold on for a little longer.

Lamia never confessed to anyone, but she actually had feelings for Weiss.

Because of her experience of being betrayed by her closest relatives in Moilland, she became extremely wary of those who were cunning and unfathomable. She didn't actually have any grudges against Dorothy, but the thought that this woman might work for her sister and was full of lies made it impossible for her to befriend someone like Dorothy.

In contrast, she tends to develop a slight liking for people she interacts with who are not too scheming, such as Melissa and Weiss. When she met Weiss, Weiss was just a scholar who devoted herself to her research.

That's why she imparted so much of her knowledge as a witch to Weiss in the St. Rosalia prison; in a way, Weiss could be considered her apprentice.

“I never expected him to get involved with you,” Weiss said.

"But what happened to your left eye? Could it be... that it has regained its sight?" Lamia stared at Weiss, observing her.

She had her guidance in making Weiss a witch, so she naturally knew the price Weiss paid to become a witch.

The left eye, which had been taken by Moirai's curse, appeared intact upon examination, but was essentially necrotic and had lost its biological function. Even Lamia's Blessing of Rebirth could not cure it.

However, she could now feel that the left eye had regained its vitality, and Weiss no longer covered the eye with her bangs. Observing Weiss's eyes, she could also feel that the eye was lively.

Lamia had never heard of such a precedent. Even Moiland, who had studied Moilai the most, considered this phenomenon a miracle.

"Yes, it's recovering little by little. Although my vision is still far from what it used to be, I can see things now." Weiss pointed to the lower edge of her eye with her finger.

"How did you do that?" Lamia asked curiously.

“This…” Weiss hesitated slightly at this point.

"I was quite generous when I taught you things, so why are you hiding things from me?" Lamia said with slight dissatisfaction.

“Actually, it was Leon who helped me…” Weiss could only stammer in response.

Chapter 679 Sisterly Feud

“Leon? His blessing is indeed unique, but he doesn’t have the ability to heal.” Lamia was still a little confused.

It is indeed unprecedented for Leon, as a man, to possess the blessing of Moirai, but the only blessing he possesses is the blood of a murderous curse.

If he possessed healing abilities so powerful that even the Blessing of Rebirth couldn't compare, he wouldn't have needed her treatment when he was disabled.

“No, actually…” Weiss thought for a moment, tried to adjust her mindset, and discussed the matter as purely academic research.

She waved to Lamia, signaling to whisper something. Given their height difference, Lamia had to bend down to get her head close.

Weiss whispered a few words in Lamia's ear. As Lamia listened, she first frowned, then was shocked, and then her mind wandered.

After a long while, she looked at Weiss in surprise: "You, you and him..."

Weiss was a little embarrassed by the question, but she remained calm and nodded.

"Come to think of it, Melissa did mention it," Lamia recalled.

Melissa had complained to Lamia several times that Leon always treated her like a little girl and never considered accepting her feelings. At that time, Melissa mentioned that Leon actually had more than one woman in his life.

Lamia, however, did not try to dissuade Melissa from her idea, and even thought Leon was being petty.

During her time in Moilland, she lived a secluded life as a princess, and her understanding of relationships between men and women was mainly derived from erotic novels.

She just didn't realize in time that Weiss was one of them.

She thought Weiss was dead, and when Leon told her that Weiss was still alive, she hadn't considered that possibility.

So, does this mean that the other women Leon brought with him were also like that?

Lamia's gaze unconsciously swept over Fred, who was talking to Leon, and then over Lena, who was waiting with her arms crossed not far away. Lena noticed her gaze and turned to look at her: "Is there something you need?"

"It's nothing..." Lamia subconsciously avoided the conversation.

For some reason, upon realizing this, she suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Just then, she suddenly felt a chill and quickly turned her head to look to her side and back, only to find Dorothy standing there with a smile.

"Dolucy, what are you doing there?" Lamia asked.

"It's nothing, I just overheard an interesting conversation," Dorothy said with a forced smile, covering her mouth. "It can undo the damage paid for the Moirai curse, and spending a night with Mr. Fenrir actually has such benefits?"

"Damn, why are your ears so sharp?"

Lamia was surprised that Dorothy had heard all the details. When Weiss whispered to her earlier, her voice was so soft it was like a mosquito's hum, and Lamia herself had to concentrate to hear it clearly.

From the distance where Dorothy was standing, she shouldn't have been able to hear it.

"It's nothing, I just guessed the most likely one, after all, Your Highness's expression just now was quite something, and now I have confirmed it." Dorothy said, licking her lips, "This really makes me want to try it out."

"Can you please stop being so shameless!" Lamia snapped.

"Shameless? I already mentioned my opinion of Mr. Fenrir from the beginning. What's shameful about wanting to be with someone of the opposite sex that you like?" Dorothy asked with a smile.

"Do you really think anyone would believe that?" Lamia said.

"Since nobody believes it, it can only be taken as a joke at most. Is it worth getting so angry about? Hmm?" Dorothy continued to ask.

Lamia was momentarily embarrassed, but quickly found an excuse: "Although I don't know what you're up to, I know I absolutely cannot let my guard down against you! You are all her henchmen, without exception! Dorothy, no matter what, you can't risk your life for Leon, and that person holds your life in her hands. In the end, you can't disobey her!"

Dorothy observed Lamia's expression. Whenever the Queen was mentioned, Lamia's eyes turned fierce, filled with resentment.

“Alright, I know you probably won’t be very friendly to me, but I’m still looking forward to seeing you because I want to know your current situation and thoughts. That’s the truth.” Dorothy’s smile faded slightly, and she looked a little more serious. “It seems that you still hate His Majesty after all.”

"You're talking about this right here? Does that mean everyone here knows about me and her?" Lamia frowned. She had only revealed to Leon that she and Queen Alice were twin sisters.

“I think at least the former Saintess and Miss Lena over there definitely know. They are people Mr. Fenrir completely trusts, and they would definitely share information when discussing future strategies. But I don’t think that matters anymore. Things have come to this point, do you think there’s any need to keep it a secret?” Dorothy asked rhetorically.

Lamia did not refute. She was about to leave St. Rosalia Prison to help Leon steal the blood of Moirai, which meant that she would no longer run away from her sister's pursuit, but would face it directly. As a result, their relationship would inevitably be known to more people.

“Okay, so do you think I shouldn’t hate her?” Lamia asked, staring at Dorothy.

“It’s human nature, I understand. But would you want to kill her for that?” Dorothy continued to ask.

"Why do you think I don't want to? Just because we're family? She wanted to kill me!" Lamia became serious when the topic came up, a cruel smile appearing on her face.

Lena, who was not far away, heard the conversation and turned around.

“If Your Majesty really had no hesitation whatsoever, do you think there was any chance of surviving and escaping here?” Dorothy asked.

"Are you here as a mediator, Madolous?" Lamia asked sarcastically. "Did she approve this?"

“I do not wish for Her Majesty to lose her humanity and pursue a destiny that is destined to be impossible. Your birth as her sister may be an opportunity to change the course of queens throughout history, and if possible, I hope this matter can be resolved in a more appropriate manner,” Dorothy said.

“That’s a good idea, Dorothy, but I have to remind you that this is not up to you or me, it’s up to her! She can hesitate, but I don’t have the energy to be soft-hearted. If necessary, I will definitely kill her!” Lamia tried to make her tone sound firm.

But at this moment, Lena suddenly interrupted without warning: "No, I don't think you want to kill her. You clearly know there's no chance to be soft-hearted, yet you still say you'll only kill her if necessary. This just shows that you wouldn't choose that option if it weren't necessary."

Chapter 680 Methods of "Persuading" the Queen