What witch? The Deadly Pharmacist!

"Stop! That's Bishop Vess! She must have been framed!" Archbishop Kuric shouted desperately.

At this moment, Weiss, who was on the verge of madness, suddenly awoke and regained a sliver of her reason that was about to slide into the abyss.

She was unable to think, but she had already realized that she could not stay here... If this continued, she would inevitably lose control and kill people!

Run! I have to escape! I have to hold on until this urge subsides!!

She leaped off the stage, turned her back to the stone wall where Bishop Kuric had summoned her, and fled toward the passageway beside the other stands with incredible speed.

She instinctively used her witch's blessing "Blood Loss," which allows her to temporarily enhance her physical abilities to a certain extent by controlling the flow of blood in her body, and also temporarily control blood loss.

Archbishop Kuric and others tried to call out to her, but Weiss couldn't hear them at all.

"Halt!" Bishops and knights rushed down from the stands and blocked Weiss's way.

Although the others were somewhat confused, they all realized that they couldn't let Weiss escape the scene now, otherwise the situation would become uncontrollable. They didn't know that Weiss was currently fighting with all her might against the urge to kill.

The chilling red light in Weiss's eyes suddenly brightened, and the power of her blessing rapidly increased to the second level, expanding her domain accordingly.

The church members blocking Weiss suddenly felt as if their blood had frozen, their hearts clenched as if being squeezed tightly, and the intense feeling of suffocation made them almost faint. Some of them knelt down in a dizzying spin, blood seeping from their eyes and noses at the same time.

When the Blessing of Blood reaches Tier 2, it can be used on others within a certain range under the influence of the Demonic state. It can trigger various heart and respiratory problems, and can control blood loss if the person has wounds. It can quickly kill ordinary people.

As for the person bestowing the blessing, although they won't kill you on the spot, they can still cause instantaneous interference or a significant drop in physical strength for a period of time.

The potion caused her magic to go out of control, but it also greatly enhanced her blessing power as a witch!

Weiss's purpose was not to kill. Taking advantage of the moment when these people were distracted, she suppressed the urge to kill and take blood, rushed through the passage, and quickly jumped over the wall to escape from the square.

"Wow, he held on by sheer willpower? Impressive!" Alexie, who had escaped into the main road by blending into the crowd, turned around and saw this scene. He grinned under his veil. "It would have been easier if he had just killed someone and bathed in blood."

"Quickly, after her!" Bishop Beckett ordered his men to chase after Weiss, and then jumped off the wall himself.

He looked serious, but he was much more at ease than he appeared.

When Weiss escaped, he actually had time to fire another sniper shot.

But he deliberately allowed Weiss to escape the square before the surrounding area was completely sealed off.

He wanted Weiss to escape, and preferably escape for as long as possible.

He wanted to let the semi-mad Viss roam the entire parish. The fleeing people would spread this explosive news, and the wandering Viss would verify the rumors. Soon, the news that Saint Viss was a witch would spread throughout the entire parish, and the church would not be able to suppress it.

It doesn't matter that Weiss didn't kill anyone as expected; she'd cause trouble in the city sooner or later anyway, given the progress of the potion.

As for the possibility that Weiss could escape, there was absolutely no chance.

Given the level of chaos, it would likely take Cardinal Zevin and the Church of the Creator considerable effort to capture Weiss and bring the situation under control. Even if it took some time, Weiss, isolated and helpless, would have no chance of escaping from one of the Church's strongholds.

More importantly, Alexie's blood has already seeped into Weiss's body, and within the parish, Alexie can roughly locate her position. Moreover, Alexie is holding the badge given to her by Bishop Beckett, who can seize the opportunity to question her.

“Bishop Beckett!” Archbishop Kuric called out to him from the stands, trying to explain the situation, “Just now—”

“Archbishop Kuric,” Bishop Beckett interrupted him sternly this time, instead of bowing to the higher-ranking archbishop, “why are you interfering with our arrest of heretics? It seems you know something!”

Archbishop Kuric was speechless for a moment.

With that, the Rose School was completely finished. Bishop Beckett was now almost certain that the plan was a sure thing.

At this moment, Count Frey, who was standing on the high platform, had similar thoughts. The knights left behind by Zevin kept advising him to go to a safe place, but Count Frey insisted on staying to "watch the excitement a little longer".

This scene was the result of his painstaking efforts. He developed connections within the church and planted spies to get close to the Rose School. In fact, he had already begun sending people to approach and investigate Weiss Rogers as soon as Rogers' daughter entered the church.

It took countless resources and years of infiltration for him to steal the key secret that Weiss was a witch, and with the support of the Great Witch, he set up this scheme!

At times like these, he still felt a pang of regret, for Archbishop Rogers was serving in the north and could not attend the Feast of the Holy Spirit.

Although the plan might not have gone so smoothly if Archbishop Rogers had his daughter with him.

But as the one seeking revenge, he was still determined to see with his own eyes what kind of expression Archbishop Rogers would have when he saw his daughter erased from the church's law, and himself disgraced as a result.

"Now it's your turn to experience the pain of losing someone you deeply love and being powerless to stop it, to watch her die upholding the church law for you, Bernard Rogers!"

With a cold, hard expression, Count Frye silently tightened his grip on his cane.

……

"Ugh!" A few minutes later, Weiss, covered in blood, stumbled into an empty old exhibition hall and collapsed in the lobby, exhausted.

She could barely recall her escape through the streets, only fragmented images surfacing: terrified faces and screams, patrolling knights charging from afar…

She kept running away, desperately trying to suppress her impulses and stay away from the crowd, until she finally broke into the exhibition hall that was closed for renovations.

The hall was empty except for some art sculptures and knight armor placed along the walls and on the second-floor corridor. She hadn't thought much when she barged in; she had only instinctively dodged the knights chasing her.

She successfully shook off a group of knights who tried to intercept her, but the situation did not improve. Even if she could hide here for a while, it was only a matter of time before she was found.

She had no energy left to consider this issue; in her chaotic mind, the thirst for blood and the desire to kill never ceased.

"Someone... please save me..."

With her last shred of reason, she helplessly cried out for help to the void, but no one there could answer her.

As her gaze wandered, the magic mirror that had fallen to the ground entered her increasingly blurred vision.

The small bag she wore around her waist had been torn by something, and something had leaked out when she fell.

The moment she saw the magic mirror, a man's face appeared in her mind.

Without a second thought, she reached out her trembling hand toward the magic mirror.

……

“What’s with this bell?” Leon came out of the club where Bishop Beckett had asked him to stand by.

Because he heard a series of alarm bells ringing, and judging from the sound, the direction... was coming from the nearby Church of the Creator.

He walked quickly in that direction for a while and then noticed that the atmosphere on the street was not right. People kept running from that direction with panicked expressions.

He spotted a young man running away quickly with a look of panic on his face, rushed up to him, and grabbed the man's shoulder.

"What happened?" He gestured for the other person to calm down before asking.

"My lord!" The other person noticed his church uniform and replied incoherently, "A witch! A witch! There are monsters... so many people have died!"

Upon hearing this, Leon immediately realized the seriousness of the situation and grabbed the other person, asking, "Calm down! Tell me properly, what happened?"

"I don't know what happened... I just saw a red mist suddenly appear, and red bat-like monsters were flying everywhere, killing a lot of people! Then the saintess of the Church of the Creator, she turned into a witch, with silver hair and red eyes!!" The young man's voice trembled.

Leon was increasingly shocked as he listened. He continued to ask a few more questions, but he couldn't get anything out of the poor young man who was fleeing the square with the crowd. He only knew that gunshots had been heard and that knights must have used their weapons.

Weiss? The witch?

At that moment, Leon suddenly remembered the matter of Weiss's eye. He vaguely made the connection, but didn't really think about it.

What exactly is going on?

He was about to run towards the square when he suddenly remembered that Bishop Beckett had told him to wait at the club.

He was told to be on standby there at 3 o'clock, and then something happened at the Church of the Creator at 3 o'clock. Was this a coincidence? Or was it to prevent him from getting involved in something unknowingly?

And the Earl! He heard that the Earl hadn't attended Holy Spirit Festival in a long time, and he made a special trip to attend this year. Surely it wasn't just to greet him in public?

Furthermore, the Earl and Bishop Beckett's long-standing intense hostility towards Weiss Rogers, and perhaps as a blessing from the Creator, in an instant, many interconnected memories strung together in his mind.

Could this matter be related to the Earl?

After thinking it over, he turned around and ran back to the parking area behind the club. He had brought his own people and carriage with him on this trip.

He opened the carriage door and went inside, revealing a hidden partition underneath. This carriage was designed for smuggling; contraband such as potions could be hidden here without being easily detected.

He reached in and carefully took out the palm-sized magic mirror, which was wrapped in black cloth.

He adjusted the angle, making sure the magic mirror didn't reflect his image, and slightly lifted the black cloth.

A glimpse of crimson blood appeared in the mirror. Leon's heart tightened, and he quickly pulled back the black cloth. Looking from the side, he saw that the bright red bloodstains had crookedly spelled out the word "Help".

Chapter 150 Fenrir and Snow White

"You guys go search over there!"

Bishop Beckett instructed the knights at the alley entrance to search the area separately, then glanced at another group of knights rushing past at the street corner in the distance; they were men sent by Cardinal Zevin.

By deliberately letting Weiss go, the goal of expanding influence has been fully achieved.

As Weiss fled to suppress her thirst for blood and murderous impulses, the number of witnesses continued to increase.

Cardinal Zevin wanted to prevent the situation from escalating further, but first he had to find Weiss, who had fled within the diocese. To do this, he had to sound the alarm and declare martial law in the diocese, ordering the knights to search everywhere. As a result, the impact inevitably spread to the entire grand diocese.

After such an incident, anyone with a little common sense would understand that even if Weiss were a witch, or even if we assume she was a heretic who had infiltrated the church, she would not have gone to such lengths to get to this position and would not have self-destructed in such a pointless way.

However, in the eyes of the general public who have no understanding of supernatural powers, Vice, who displayed her witch-like demeanor in full view of everyone, was undoubtedly the culprit of the horrific incident and the main cause of the casualties among the innocent people at the scene.

Even if the church leadership knew that Weiss had been framed, they would still have to give the public an explanation.

But for their plan, the situation can be pushed a step further, and they can add fuel to the fire to make sure that when Weiss is caught, there will be no way to overturn the case.

He'd better find Weiss before anyone else.

He stood alone at a crossroads, away from everyone else, and activated the blessing, causing the talisman to float in front of him.

It's not a big deal if someone sees him secretly communicating with someone. He would contact his superiors during operations anyway, and the operations are perfectly legitimate. As long as he's not overheard, it's fine.

Meanwhile, the great witch Alexia, hiding in a hotel room, was pouring wine into a glass and gazing out the window, enjoying the city gripped by fear.

She really loves this kind of deal; it's profitable and allows her to do what she loves.

She noticed the commotion, reached out to close the window, and took out the Mystic Badge.

“Madam, we need your assistance,” Bishop Beckett said, lowering his voice to a whisper.

“Extra work will be paid extra,” Alexie replied with a smile.

“This should be part of the agreement,” Bishop Beckett replied calmly. “Mr. Johnny is ready to set sail at any time.”

“I can add some extra services. If you want things to escalate a bit more, I can help you assassinate the cardinal,” Alexie grinned.

"Please don't do anything unnecessary. If things get to that point, even we will have a hard time getting you out of there," Bishop Beckett said seriously.

These terrorists are indeed dangerous. If we are not careful in our cooperation, things could get out of hand and even they would have trouble dealing with it.

“Just kidding, I don’t want to be judged by Her Majesty the Queen for taking matters into my own hands.” Alexie took a leisurely sip of wine. “I can only sense a faint presence from the hiding place you arranged for me, which is probably in the northeast direction. It hasn’t moved since, so it must be hiding somewhere.”

Bishop Beckett immediately pictured the map of the diocese in his mind and used spatial imagination based on Alexie's description. People blessed by the Mystic God usually have a good sense of direction and spatial imagination.

To avoid attracting attention, suitable hiding places... Bishop Beckett quickly thought of several locations.

"We have a sighting report. Assemble!" he announced, gathering the knights together.

……

Weiss huddled alone in a corner of the exhibition hall, hiding behind a statue, her consciousness struggling between primal impulses and reason.

Without the stimulation of blood and other people, she recovered a little, but the potion's effects were still working, and the relief was only temporary. She wasn't sure how much longer she could hold on.

In her hazy state of consciousness, it took her quite a while before she noticed a resonant tapping sound coming from the magic mirror she was tightly clutching in her hand.

She woke up suddenly and looked at the mirror in disbelief.

Through the SOS message she wrote in blood, she and Leon locked eyes.

“Leon?” She reached out and wiped away the writing, her voice trembling slightly.

She had no expectation that Leon would respond; she was simply making the only effort she could when she was at her wit's end.

To her astonishment, Leon actually responded, which felt like a dream to her at that moment. She even wondered if she was hallucinating due to her survival instinct.

Leon also saw what Weiss looked like now: a pale face, long silver hair, eyes that glowed red, and sharp teeth that could be vaguely seen from between her half-open lips.

Without a doubt, this is how vampires are recorded in the church's archives!

“Bishop Vess, what exactly happened? What’s with your attitude?” Leon asked.

At that moment, Weiss seemed to wake up from a dream, vaguely realizing something.

Seeing her in this state, would Leon still choose to help her?

“I was doing research… Now, I’ve been framed… I can’t control my magic…” Weiss gasped for breath as she slurred, “Leon, help me…”

After spending some time alone in quiet solitude, the impulse seemed to subside slightly, yet it still constantly assaulted her consciousness, making it difficult for her to think, and causing her to utter fragmented and incoherent words.

Framed—upon hearing this, Leon immediately pictured the corresponding suspects in his mind.

So, was the Earl's attendance at Holy Spirit Festival this time part of a scheme to target Bishop Weiss?