Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 1133 Return to Trier

Rhoside Islands, "City of Generosity" Bayam.

Alger Wilson, wearing a bishop's robe embroidered with lightning and wave patterns, climbed up the hillside next to the city. There were still traces of the battle between the "Golden Queen" and the "Crazy Adventurer" against the angels and saints of the "Rose School" a year ago. The cliffs collapsed and the trees fell. Although a large area had been cleared of pollution by the Storm Church, there was still no grass growing on it. Ordinary people dared not approach it at all.

He came to the edge of the cliff and looked at the harbor below. Several ships that were all painted bright red and had slim female silhouettes painted on their mainsails were docked at the pier. Busy sailors were constantly carrying food and fresh water onto the deck.

This is the fleet of Elaine Soren, the "Red-haired Lady" who has become famous on the sea. It is said that her strength is comparable to that of pirate generals, but because she only does transportation and does not rob merchant ships, she has not been given a similar title.

One side of the ship was filled with half-giants who were over two meters tall, had rough faces, and looked a bit like Feysac people. They pointed at the harbor's cranes, piers, and goods displayed in the open air with curiosity, as if they were seeing these extremely common things at sea for the first time.

They were the residents of the "Silver City"... Alger quickly confirmed this, and swept his eyes over the "primitives" wearing animal skins or coarse linen clothes, and soon found the figure that was shorter than the others.

His eyes lingered on his still childish face for a moment, and the corners of Alger's mouth curled up slightly.

As if he had sensed his surveillance, the leader of the first batch of immigrants from Silver City, Derrick Berg, the Darkless One, raised his head slightly and looked towards the cliff next to Bayam. His gleaming eyes quickly locked onto the figure with hair like dark blue seaweed.

It's Mr. Hanged Man!
Derrick's expression changed slightly, but after looking at his compatriots who were whispering and interested in everything outside, he resisted the urge to go up and take a look, and just nodded at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure.

If I had just joined the Tarot Club, I would have excitedly gone over to meet Mr. Hanged Man, and then been suspected by the Silver City residents who were traveling with me... At this moment, he felt that he had matured a little more.

Alger's eyes met with his, and he found that the "Sun" did not show any behavior of recognizing him. He nodded with satisfaction, looked away, and examined the other ships that had docked.

It seems that under my... no, under the guidance of Mr. Fool and me, this member who knew nothing at the beginning has also learned how to behave in society... Alger felt a sense of satisfaction.

At this moment, a strong wind blew up behind him, carrying a tall "Made-in-China Punisher" wearing a priest robe of the Church of the Storm to the cliff.

“Sir Wilson, a number of ships have docked at the port, carrying many passengers with giant bloodlines who are suspected to be from Feysac. We have not yet completely ceased hostilities with Feysac. Do you want to…”

The captain of the Punishers reported in a low voice.

"Huh, I've been watching them for a long time."

When Alger turned around, he had put on a serious face and spoke in a tone that seemed to carry an electric tremor, causing the subordinate to lower his head and dare not move. Then he continued:

"Feynepote has turned from darkness to light. Feysac and Intis will not be able to hold out for long and will soon have to go to the negotiation table and admit defeat. We should not create unnecessary trouble at this time. This is the Lord's metaphor and the order of the church."

After a pause, he glanced at the fleet below the cliff, changed his tone, and added gently:

"But we are also responsible for the safety of the Rorsted Archipelago. When these ships set off, send a ship that is related to us but not directly related to us to follow them and see where these guys are going. If there are any abnormalities, including other ships attacking them, report to me immediately."

Before Alger became the captain of the Blue Avenger, he did similar things most often, disguising himself as a merchant ship to track the church's targets, regularly reporting to his bishop, and transforming into a pirate to launch an attack when necessary. This allowed the church to grasp all the situations in the Rhosiden Islands without leaving any evidence that would cause the colonial government and the military to think that the church was interfering too much in local affairs.

I didn't expect that I would be the one giving orders and waiting for reports... Looking at the back of the captain of the "Manufactured Punisher" who was leaving after receiving orders, Alger suddenly felt a little emotional.

Immediately, he recalled the task that Mr. Fool had given him after the Tarot Club a few days ago:

Secretly monitor and protect the fleet transporting immigrants from "Silver City" and "Moon City" until everyone arrives safely at the "Dream City".

————Following the rumbling sound of the steam train, Angel once again passed through the gray-white city wall surrounding Trier and arrived at this metropolis second only to Backlund in the entire northern continent.

Compared to the "City of All Cities" that had suffered from wars many times and was finally turned into half of a primitive jungle by the overflowing power of the war of gods, Trier, at least on the surface, did not change much. It was still the same as when Angel arrived a year ago, noisy and enthusiastic, but with an implicit noble temperament that kept people at a distance.

Of course, on the way to the "Riverside Hotel" where he stayed last time, Angel noticed that there were many more homeless people on the road, and the idle people walking their turtles were nowhere to be seen. Everyone walked in a hurry, no longer as elegant as before.

It seems that the war also had a significant impact on Intis. At least they mobilized a large number of troops to invade other countries, but they were defeated when they were almost victorious. They invested a lot but got nothing in return... Angel thought silently, and suddenly a Chinese idiom that Klein taught her popped up in her mind:
Stealing chickens will not lose rice.

It was quite apt to describe Intis's situation... She smiled, got off the hired carriage with her luggage, pushed aside the black gauze in front of her wide-brimmed hat, looked up at the banks of the Serenzo River on the other side of the street, put away her luggage with the help of the waiter, and checked into the hotel's luxurious suite.

A moment later, Angel entered the mirror world and went straight to the home of her "aunt" Severia, who had left behind a legacy of 100,000 pounds.

She had a lot to do in Trier, but the first thing must be to find the traces of the Witch Cult and eliminate them in advance to avoid affecting subsequent actions.

And now that Loen and Intis have ceased hostilities, she, as an official Beyonder, can get help from the Church of Steam and the Church of the Eternal Sun. Even if the Witch Cult ambushes several "disaster" witches, she does not need to be afraid.

But after Angel took a walk around the villa belonging to the Soran family in the hot spring area, and after spying through various mirrors and using magic mirror divination and other methods, he was surprised to find that Sylvia had left here a month ago, and her mother, the "Black Witch" Clarisse, had never appeared again.

Unwilling to give up, she went to the "Red House Cafe" in Xiayue Town again. As expected, she learned that the lady whose charm made all women fall in love with her had not been there for a long time. The orange-red haired girl who often accompanied her had also been missing for a long time, which made the guests of the cafe feel regretful.

"They all withdrew... Did the 'Witch Cult' replace a witch to manage Trier's affairs, or did they simply abandon the city?"

Angel muttered in the gray mirror world.

Although she had forced Clarisse to reveal all the information about the top leaders of the "Witch Sect" last time, after the other party faked his death and escaped, these witches coded by colors would inevitably adjust their deployment to avoid being caught by the official extraordinary people. That information was no longer of much use.

What's more, each witch is a master at hiding her identity and resisting divination. Even if Angel is a master of divination, it is difficult for him to find them by himself.

"Maybe we can ask Klein to do some divination. He is an angel of the 'Fortune Teller' path, and he has the help of Essence, so he should be stronger than me..."

She pondered for a moment, returned to the Soran family villa in the hot spring area, marked a few mirrors for future surveillance, and when she was about to leave, she found that the owner of the villa had returned home.

He was a middle-aged man with a small mustache, dark red hair, and well-dressed, but his fatigue could not be concealed.

Jacob Soren, Elaine Soren's father, a branch of the Soren family, squandered most of his property and could only rely on his daughter to work hard at sea to repay his debts. He remarried a year and a half ago and married Sylvia... Angel recalled the information about this man in his mind and laughed softly in the mirror world.

She had noticed that the other person was not in good physical condition and looked decadent from overindulgence. If Sylvia had not escaped "in time", Elaine would probably have lost her father soon.

In many ways, Jacob has a "close" connection with Severia, and maybe we can find traces of the latter from him...

Angel made up his mind and crawled out of the mirror world. He cast a "sleeping" spell and knocked down Jacob who had just returned to the study on the second floor.

She took a drop of the other party's blood from a distance, her eyes flashing, and was about to use the magic mirror for divination, when she suddenly discovered that there was some kind of "trap" in the other party's blood.

At this moment, Angel's spirit sounded an alert that a powerful extraordinary person was approaching her through the spiritual world!

(End of this chapter)