Dear Broom Knight.

Chapter 1004: Changing faces is like turning over a book

After all, if even mortals know about the danger, how could the Lord of the Tower not know?
His persistence seemed like a sign of madness, but Agnes didn't see it that way.

The Tower Lord's way of handling some things is indeed somewhat abnormal, but even that abnormality can be seen as logical by a rational madman like Anise.

Regardless of whether his past experiences led to this... he is definitely not the kind of madman who would rush headlong into death.

The Tower Spirits' perceived success may very well be the biggest trap the Tower Lord has dug for them.

Anise had considered it in her own words... The Lord of the Tower hated the Tower Spirit most of all.

His greatest pride was his brother who was willing to die for him.

His most sincere friends, even in the face of the favor of the goddess of the night and the invitations of other gods, still resolutely stood behind him... even if it meant going against the whole world.

That advisor, before becoming a tower spirit, certainly did not disappoint that pride.

However, with just one possession, his friends and brothers transformed into something else entirely.

This is truly a huge blow to the Lord of the Tower.

Even if he was torn into countless pieces and endured the most terrible pain in the world to slowly piece his soul back together, he still could not bear such an ending.

Therefore, regardless of what plans the Lord of the Tower may have had in the past, his first goal upon returning was to kill the soul that had defiled his friend.

When that person became an enemy of the Tower Lord for some inexplicable reason... Although Anise could understand the Tower Lord's anger, she sometimes couldn't understand how this guy's attitude could change so quickly.

It's almost like a lovestruck person who has discovered they've been betrayed by their lover.

Nothing in the world matters except killing that traitor.

But these two are truly worthy of being good brothers in the past.

While the Lord of the Tower was plotting against him, that person was also plotting against the Lord of the Tower.

According to the custom of the Earth Church, they keep a 'souvenir' of all high-end custom-made items.

Although the naturalists initially developed their potions to ensure that no one would tamper with them, the mineralists certainly wouldn't let themselves fall behind.

The witch over there is plotting against Garrett's descendant, surely for that synthetic stone with the power of the Tower God.

The Tower Master must know this, but it's best if she doesn't bring it up herself... After all, she shouldn't know so much.

Pat, on the other hand, probably doesn't know anything.

It wasn't that Pat was less well-informed than her, but rather that the woman would actively avoid knowing things she shouldn't know.

Just like Kyle in front of us, he would turn around at the edge of danger and would never allow himself to be completely destroyed by the Lord of the Tower.

Anise was silent for two seconds.

After she figured this out, she immediately began to wonder why she knew so much... and then she remembered, because of the Gezar family.

Long, long ago, Gezar also had connections with the Earth Church.

The middleman was Sebefia.

Huh~
Although Aukinson drove Sebefia out of the grasslands, they could not possibly kill all of Sebefia's followers.

At most, it would simply exclude these people from the sphere of power.

But what's the point of all those precautions in the long run?
However, Sebefia has indeed been able to control certain steppe families for generations.

Anise didn't know when Gezar and Sebefia got together, but she knew very well that the magical artifacts Count Gezar obtained were probably related to Sebefia.

But some things can't be blamed on Sebefia.

There were several kinds of things offered to Count Gezar, but they chose the most vicious and despicable one.

Even Sebefia was surprised by his choice.

After all, although the hierarchy was strict and the outer members were suppressed too much, Sebefia would not easily take action against his own people until the very last moment.

After all, trustworthy and manageable human resources are the most valuable assets... Even the devil-born Sebefia had this belief, but Count Gezar completely failed to understand it.

He felt that it would be easier and more discreet for his own people to take action, so as not to expose him.

Anise's hatred for Sebefia dissipated after their true identities were indirectly revealed.

After all, she still remembered that when she was a real child, the woman from Sebefia had advised Count Gezar... Anise has good potential and could be sent to Sebefia.

Count Gezar insisted on having Anise suffer those things not because anyone specifically requested her, but to show his sincerity to the old fogies he had dragged into this mess.

He even brought up his daughter; he was humble, vicious, and despicable.

He would never betray us.

After all, the exposure of this matter was enough for the King of the North to strip their family of their count titles and pass them directly to Yageris.

This is both a guarantee and a handle.

But actually, you don't have to do it.

Even if he were an accomplice of Count Gezar, and needed to offer a pledge of allegiance, it wouldn't warrant sacrificing his own daughter.

After all, this isn't a problem that can be solved with just one life.

Death, there, is a benevolent release.

But if Count Gezar himself is willing, those people will simply accept it... Originally, the other side only wanted him to produce Count Gezar's soul seal.

But that thing is connected to Count Gezar's soul.

If it is accidentally damaged, it will cause his soul to be shattered.

Of course, it's not fatal, it just might lead to being bedridden for ten years.

But for Count Gezar, Anise was more useful than his health. Even now, thinking about it, Anise still harbors resentment.

Kyle took a small step back.

After leaving the North, Agnes's eyes inexplicably turned red.

Even his hair turned a deep crimson.

His skin was deathly pale, and you couldn't even see the color of his veins; you could only occasionally see a thin line of blue.

Although her glamorous attire usually concealed much of what was unusual, occasionally...

When you're consumed by resentment, things become truly terrifying.

Kyle struggled to control his urge to run away, hoping someone would come to his rescue... Damn it!

Didn't Pat say this was a very useful piece of information that would prevent Agnes from taking her anger out on him because of her reckless daughter?
This seems to be...

"Mom!" The hall door was suddenly kicked open.

A woman wearing a thin blue silk dress and with a head full of blonde hair rushed in.

Kyle frowned slightly, then immediately seized the opportunity to speak: "Ms. Agnes, my mission is complete."

Ms. Pat did not leave me a way to reply.

If you want to find her, please find another way.

I go first. "

Without even glancing at the woman staring intently at him, Kyle smashed open the French windows leading to the terrace and flew into the sky.

Fortunately, Anise didn't intend to do anything to him, and the half-open window didn't suddenly lock.

"Wait!" The woman in blue rushed to the window.

Kyle heard nothing and flew straight back home.

"Mom! Why didn't you stop him?" The woman in blue turned to look at Anise, who was staring blankly at the letter, with displeasure. "What's wrong with you now? You're always spacing out, not caring about my happiness at all."

Anise touched her pale, bluish face, which even heavy makeup couldn't conceal, and suddenly let out a cold laugh.

Even Kyle noticed that something was wrong with her!
Her daughter, who was with her every day, felt that she was just 'daydreaming'.

"What are you doing here? Didn't you say that a witch's mannerisms suited your needs better?" Agnes asked coldly.

“That’s right!” her daughter answered without hesitation. “You could have gotten Kyle to accept me if you had just put pressure on him or asked Pat to speak up for you!”

If I can become the mother of the Lord, then what do I have to worry about?

Can you blame me?
all because of you!
If you could give me Gezar's talent, if you weren't so ruthless... how could I be so weak!

In this godforsaken place, being weak is the biggest mistake.

Does it make you happy if the children born to strong people like you and my father can only eke out a living like those useless people you protect?

Anise looked at her and said, word by word, "Don't worry! Someone like you wouldn't be interested in by the Lord."

If the Lord deems you valuable, Kyle will never refuse you.

You're right, status and position are completely useless in this godforsaken place.

Only power is truly useful.

Otherwise, one can only live by depending on the strong.

As for you, my daughter, given that your parents can live for thousands of years, far longer than you, you have absolutely no need to do anything unnecessary or foolish for the sake of the future.

You just want power, don't make it sound like it's my fault.

Remember, even if Gezar's bloodline is weakened, it will still improve the bloodline aptitude of the other party.

You don't have it, it has nothing to do with me, go tell your father! Beatrice Booker.

You are Booker.

I really don't understand how she and a guy like Booker from Scroll Mountain could have such a stupid daughter.
Wisdom is indeed the most difficult quality to acquire.

Even the best of the best can become a complete waste of resources.

Did Beatrice not feel a blank sound in her head when she said that?
Is there too much water, so there's no sound of it flowing?

Anise found it all absurd.

But she just looked coldly at her foolish daughter: "If you have any requests, you can go to your father."

As your mother, bringing you into this world is enough for me.

He wants you, not me.

Get out of here! I'm disgusted by you.

Beatrice Booker's pupils dilated violently; she could actually sense Anise's disgust towards her.

How can it be?

Doesn't her mother love her very much?
Isn't it said that Gezar women value blood ties the most?

Otherwise, how could Pat have...

Annoyed, Agnes waved her hand, and a gust of wind carried Beatrice out of the hall.