Mystery: Mr. Witch and Miss Hunter

Chapter 90
For the next few weeks, Altaïr's life was uneventful. Miss "Justice" seemed to be helping Mr. "The Hanged Man" get promoted, and after taking out Father Matafari, she never appeared again.Even at Monday's Tarot meeting, nothing useful came out.

The Church of Storms was very annoyed at the fact that their priest was killed—of course, they are often annoyed at ordinary times—and used this as a reason to launch another thorough investigation of the wild Beyonders, and Gagaran’s Beyonders gathering was also forced to suspend , making people wonder if the Church of Evernight handed over Father Matafari's criminal evidence to them.

Of course, it doesn't rule out that they are simply dissatisfied with the increase in the number of wild Beyonders, or they want to expand the number of researchers for Sealed Artifacts... Well, it may also be the number of Sealed Artifacts.

It had nothing to do with Altaïr, though.Although he has the officially certified legal status of being a Nighthawk informant, Altaïr doesn't know if the violent brother of the Church of the Storm will take care of these things, and he doesn't want to try it himself.As for the craftsman's news, in this environment of great purges, Altaïr couldn't entrust others to do it.

The specific usage of the bracelet obtained from Father Matafari was also clarified by Altaïr through divination with the pendulum. spirit.

One of them seems to have a wonderful connection. Two people who are possessed by them at the same time can share vision and thoughts. At the same time, after one of the spirits possesses others, the other spirit will also respond.Altaïr gave control of one of the spirits to Venata, who did not object.

The spirit used by Matafari is a rare species that can solidify its own spirit body. It is usually in the spirit world and has a large amount of spiritual storage.It can also possess the user, and solidify the body, turning it into a solid false muscle.However, in the battle with Gagran, a lot of its body was burned, and there was no way to reproduce the muscle growth of Matafari, so it could only make some minor changes.

However, after a little research, Altaïr found a new use for it.He allowed that spirit to possess his body surface, turning it into a false muscle, which, combined with the illusion ability among the black magic abilities unlocked for him by the second ceremony, allowed him to maintain his body shape in front of ordinary people like Sophie.

And the last spirit is a spirit that can travel quickly through the soil. Among the spirits used by spirit witches, this kind of docile spirit is the most common.

The negative effect of this item is not very serious, it just makes him sleepy more easily than usual when wearing it, and sometimes his memory will decline.

And so, amid such calm, the New Year of 1354 drew closer.

On this day, when Venata was teaching Sophie how to read, Altaïr pushed the door in from the outside with a gust of cold wind, holding a thin envelope in his hand.

"Last month's dividends have come down, come buy some New Year's goods with me later..."

As soon as Altaïr spoke halfway, he saw Venata's reproachful eyes, quickly lowered the volume, changed his clothes lightly, walked into the room, found a place by the fireplace and sat down, and occasionally asked curiously. Sophie glanced over there.

After about ten minutes, Venata stretched her waist, patted Sophie's head, and signaled that today's lesson was over.

"Sophie, don't you need to go to work today?"

Altaïr, who was finally allowed to speak, asked Sophie.

"Mr. Buffett gave us weekends this month. We don't need to go to work today. I will go shopping for New Year's goods with my dad tomorrow."

Sophie replied in a crisp childish voice, full of expectation.

"That's right, go back and ask Mr. Statham if you want to come to our place for dinner tomorrow night."

Altaïr casually took two muffins from the paper bag he brought back and stuffed them into Sophie's hands, watching her go home with the sweets happily.

"It's really strange that those bosses still give the workers weekends."

Altaïr walked over to Venata with hot coffee.Ever since he started wearing that magical item, he has had to drink coffee regularly to stay awake.Sometimes Altaïr even suspected that he was asleep every time he saw Gagran, and it might really be the influence of the magical item.

"Well, I have an idea for Mr. Mike."

Venata blinked her eyes, "I asked Mr. Joseph to praise Buffett's factory fiercely in his article, what is the cornerstone of civilization, the glory of mankind, and similar words are used a lot, especially emphasizing that the factory The environment is quite excellent, and the praise is extreme."

"After the big man above him knew this, he decided to take a look in person to decide whether to award the medal to the other party. In order to cope with the inspection, at least until the New Year, that guy's factory had to keep the same as it was shown to us that day."

"Also, Buffett had to pay for free medical exams for the workers and to improve their diets... Temporary, but better than nothing. Besides, it's the only way to keep Mr. Joseph out of trouble and give those workers It's a way for poor people to fight for a little profit."

"Good idea..."

Altaïr was a little surprised. "It feels like you are a bit of a reporter now."

"The witch potion still works, and now it seems that it has at least healed your eyesight."

Venata sneered.

"Okay, in short, do you want to go shopping with me for the New Year later? What will you Fusac people buy during the New Year? It's not impossible for me to go by myself, but I don't know your side. According to Loen's specification."

Altaïr, who was used to Venata's taunts, didn't take the taunts to heart, but asked naturally.

"Fusac's New Year..."

Hearing this, Venata was also a little dazed.After a while, she said with some uncertainty:
"To be honest, I grew up in the mountains and forests, so I really don't know much about the city people celebrating the New Year. I only remember that when I was a child, I could exchange pickled herring rolls from the last batch of merchants who came into the village every year. , take it back with pork and black pea rice... that should be something to eat during the New Year, right?"

"No wonder you love fish so much..."

Altaïr suddenly realized.But then he smiled and waved,

"Then we will prepare these things today, go and change clothes, we should set off."

(Make a chapter on daily buffering, and discuss it with everyone. This book is expected to be on the shelves on January 1st or at the end of December. I plan to release the content of the first volume before paying. Before that, there are no recommendation tickets or anything. It’s too big, but please keep reading QWQ)

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