Great, I'm surrounded by villains.

Chapter 386: List of Witches

At the same time, inside the Saintfield family space station.

Jean Saintfield, dressed in a suit, sat in the room. He had prepared expensive champagne and the table was filled with gifts he had prepared, all to welcome a distinguished guest.

He likes champagne, it represents the taste of victory.

But now is not the time to open it. The death of Saintfield VI is only the first step of the plan, which is even insignificant compared with their subsequent plans.

Right now, the most important thing is how to change the name Jean Saintfield to Saintfield VII.

There was a mirror placed abruptly in front of his desk. The mirror was more than two people tall and reflected the study and himself. The door of the study was still closed, but the mirror reflected a different scene.

A witch in a fiery red dress walked into his study. Her face was painted with seductive makeup, and her fiery red lips made Jean-Saintfield lose consciousness for a moment.

He had seen many beautiful women in his life, but he had never felt this way before.

This was clearly the first time he met this mysterious partner, and he clearly knew intellectually how dangerous the other party was, but the desire deep in his heart emerged uncontrollably.

He wanted the woman in the mirror, everything about her.

In the past, Jean Saintfield always got what he wanted. Whenever he had this idea, the other party would take the initiative to throw himself into his arms without him even having to do anything, because he was the grandson of Saintfield VI and held half of the family's empire in his hands.

But now, he had to suppress all his desires in his heart.

He watched as the woman in the mirror approached step by step, came behind him, and stared at the gift he had prepared on the table with her amber eyes.

Although the woman was in the mirror world, Jean Saintfield seemed to smell the fragrance coming from behind her. It was an intoxicating scent, and every move of the woman touched his heart.

but now……

He took a deep breath and it was time to get down to business.

His horny look would not win him any favors, and if anyone was worthy of this woman, it was Saintfield VII.

When he has monopolized power and defeated all competitors, everything will fall into place.

Jean Saintfield took the initiative to speak, "At present, all the plans are under our control. Those Blue Star people have found out the truth. The next step is how to make all the truth public."

What he was referring to was naturally the collusion between Saintfield VI and wizards. Jean Saintfield was not interested in trivial matters such as who stole whose soul. What was important was that this news would bring turmoil to the entire Saintfield family. The Church of Embers would never let go of anyone who colluded with wizards, and their Judgment Ship had already been dispatched.

And at that time, the family will need someone who can turn the tide.

Even if Saintfield VI did not have time to leave a will, saving the family from danger would make him the next head of the family without a doubt.

"This is a fine wine I prepared specially for you. It is provided by my winery. It is hard to find another bottle in the entire universe."

Jean Saintfield spoke, hoping that this showed his sincerity enough.

At the same time, it also conveys some information to his witch friend, for example, that he is a romantic person.

"No need."

A melodious and pleasant voice came from behind him. The witch simply said, "I have completed the agreed content. Now it's time to collect the reward."

"Everything you want is here."

Jean-Saintfield stepped aside to give the other man room to examine the goods on the table more carefully.

These goods were unusual. They all looked like materials for wizards to cast spells. Some of them had even disappeared for hundreds of years. Even if he wanted to collect all these materials, it would not be easy.

He said calmly, "The Embers Group has very strict control over mystical objects, which took me a lot of effort."

He hoped the witch would understand his efforts.

Hearing this, the witch in the mirror just glanced at him casually.

Jean-Saintfield felt his heartbeat slow down. The witch in the mirror was wearing gorgeous makeup, but she had an aura that kept people away. He rarely saw such a trait in the opposite sex. He was used to those warm and passionate expressions. "Of course I know how precious they are."

"So, we are already in the same boat. I am curious about what you plan to do with these materials?"

Jean Saintfield asked.

While collecting these materials, he caught some clues from some black market dealers who had some knowledge of the occult. Some of them even saw that he was preparing materials for wizards. Several of them brought him a message, advising him to stop because these materials seemed to correspond to some ancient and mysterious ritual.

Just like the woman in the mirror.

Powerful and mysterious, it is hard to figure out what she is thinking.

As the witch said, she fulfilled the entire agreement.

Kill Saintfield VI and lead the Blue Star people to find the truth. Then there is only a right time to make the secret public. However, Jean Saintfield knows nothing about the witch's thoughts and he has no idea what the witch is going to do with these materials.

However, not long ago, he heard some not-so-good news.

A falcon trained by the Embers Group died on the eco-ship, killed by a wizard's curse.

After learning the news, the Embers sent out several Inquisitors, and the firepower equipped on their flagships was enough to start a war in an entire star sector.

This was not in Jean-Saint-Fields VI's plans.

Although he needed the power of the church to plunge his family into turmoil, it was not in such a direct and destructive way.

He wasn't against witches killing people, but at least not in such a direct way.

The witch's methods were almost like declaring war on the Church of Embers.

The witch's eyes made him feel a little cold in his heart, and he quickly explained, "Don't get me wrong, you can regard this as my concern for my partners. If there is anything I can help with..."

The witch didn't seem to intend to answer this question directly.

Jean-Saintfield saw the witch in the mirror take out a parchment book, and in the blink of an eye, the book appeared on his desk.

It's a witch's note.

This is a list filled with densely packed names.

What made him terrified was that some of the names had red crosses on them, and a few familiar names told him that these meant those people were already dead.

Most of them are followers of the Church of Embers.

He flipped the page back and saw the Inquisitor's name listed among them.

A terrible premonition spread in Jean Saintfield's heart.

"Do you want to..."

His words stopped abruptly.

Because he saw a familiar name on a certain page.

Saintfield VI.

After that, it was Jean Saintfield.

His eyes suddenly widened, but he already felt the real touch on his neck.

The witch in the mirror gently put her hands around his neck. He could vaguely see the witch wearing bright red nail polish, and he felt the delicate touch of her fingertips.

But at this moment, this delicate touch brought the breath of death.

(End of this chapter)