Mystery: Survival from the Secret Doll

Chapter 85 Huh? Witch?

"If possible, my father, Colonel Bernstein, will host a party tomorrow night and I hope to invite you."

Liliana Bernstein's voice was very soft, as if she had waited only to inform him of this one thing.

This soft voice and her attitude made it difficult for the listener to refuse her proposal.

Some people who were secretly watching this side couldn't help but curl their lips, wondering what kind of luck did this big guy have?

How come this good thing didn't happen to them?!

Owen turned his gaze from the bodyguard behind the girl to the girl in front of him, who finally nodded and said, "I will go, Miss Bernstein."

"In that case, my father will be looking forward to your arrival... I, so will I."

The girl seemed very happy. She subconsciously tucked the loose hair on her forehead, as if the things in her heart had finally been settled, and she showed a bright smile.

She took one last look at the tall man in front of her, and then left with the somewhat helpless bodyguard behind her.

Owen stood there and watched for a long time before looking away.

He did not return to the tavern, but followed the guidance of the spirit thread and walked towards a place not far away.

At night in the city of Sagaburg, under the bright moonlight of the crimson moon, there are still many streets and alleys in the shadows, appearing even darker.

As Owen passed through a dark alley with almost no light, he was dragged in by a huge force.

He staggered, and with an ancient Hermetic language that activated the power of the Death Realm Spell, the sounds around him instantly quieted down, as if entering the dead of night, and all things entered the realm of death.

As for why they didn't use the Night Realm...ah, is that even possible? Would the goddess just send the talisman-making puppet master into town to be neighbors with Antigonus?

Tang held the Sun Scepter, thought for a moment, and then fired another black sunlight beam at the entrance of the dark alley.

He used the extraordinary characteristics of the manipulator in the Sun Scepter to give psychological hints and hypnosis to all those passing through the dark alley around to prevent them from entering this area by mistake.

After all, Saga Castle is located in the Hornachis Mountains, adjacent to the Kingdom of Feynaport and the Kingdom of Intis. It is a very important military fortress for Loen's external defense, and is garrisoned by Sequence 4 demigods of the Loen military.

Even if this demigod is not here at the moment, Tang still needs to be cautious.

After making sure that there was no problem around and that no creature with a monocle suddenly appeared, Tang snapped his fingers, and a flash of fire appeared in the dark alley, illuminating the area.

Owen stood not far away, not surprised, watching Tang Ru take out a few lit candles like a magic trick, letting them dispel the darkness around them.

"Why are you here?"

"Something." After using the clown's ability to stick the candles on the wall, Tang took a few steps forward.

He held the Sun Scepter and used the sun symbol on the top of the scepter as a mirror to reflect Owen's figure, in order to determine whether the other party was affected by some extraordinary power or psychological suggestion.

Black sunlight is the core extraordinary ability of the Sun Scepter, but after using it for a long time, Tang Ziran also figured out some things that were not mentioned in the system identification.

For example, by utilizing the characteristics of the Sun Scepter itself, without using spiritual activation, one can passively use part of its extraordinary power by relying solely on the Sun Scepter itself.

This ability will not cause the sun to rise, and has no negative effects.

"How's Mom?" Owen asked casually, taking advantage of Tang's distracted attention. "It's all right. You'll know when you go back and take a look," Tang replied casually. After making sure he didn't find anything dirty, he looked Owen up and down.

"It seems like you've been doing pretty well recently?"

They all know to send some random things home that they have no idea what they are. It seems that they are living quite well.

Thinking about the scene he had just seen, combined with what he had seen in the Euclidean space, Tang used the faceless man's extraordinary ability to make his voice soft and gentle, even deliberately stretching it out a little, "Wow~ She's so beautiful."

Owen was about to say something when he was choked by Tang's words. He put down the broadsword behind him helplessly and leaned against the wall: "Why are you so sarcastic right from the start..."

"I'm not being sarcastic. After all, I do have some interest in you. Could it be that you're not moved?"

Owen was speechless. "She's just a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl. What's there to be moved about?"

He still has some basic moral bottom line, he wasn't born like that.

Hearing this, the smile on Tang's face gradually widened. "Really? It's great that you think so."

He nodded casually, "She is a witch after all. You two are not suitable."

Owen: ...?
what are you saying?
"what?"

He didn't react for a moment, and when he spoke again, his voice was distorted. "A Beyonder from the Assassin's Path? A Sequence 7 witch, and such a young child?"

Tang shrugged. "Believe it or not...and it's not small anymore."

He has been promoting the concept of adulthood at the age of 18 at home. At first, he wanted to coax his mother not to rush to kick her own son out... By the way, after so many years of cultural influence, Irving's values ​​are more or less the same as his.

In this era, the church has not yet issued any regulations on the most suitable age for childbearing.

There aren't many workers, anchor points, or believers, and the church and the state are eager for ordinary people to have more children.

But this wasn't the only thing that surprised Irving.

It is not uncommon for them to get married at the age of twelve or thirteen, but what is shocking is Sequence 7, fourteen or fifteen years old, a fourteen or fifteen year old witch.

"It's most likely a witch, and a small chance it's a witch of pleasure... Didn't you notice that your previous reaction was obviously abnormal?" Tang glanced at Owen, then looked away.

What a brainless guy, really. He didn't even realize he was instigated without him, and was cheated around. Maybe he would be sold and have to help others count the money.

If he lets this kid stay here, he might find out one day that he's been poisoned to death and locked in a coffin, with his head used as ritual material by someone in the future...

Of course, when observing through Euclidean space, Tang only saw that the other party was a witch through spirituality, some magical items on the other party, and the mirror connected to her, and had not observed her further carefully.

He wasn't sure whether she was a member of the witch sect, or a loose witch who had been secretly promoted without the knowledge of the local military, or simply a member of the Loen military, responsible for winning over people with potential.

But in the final analysis, who knows what this, um, young lady's previous life was.

Poke a certain prince and a certain emperor.

The taste of witch is really good~
"If it's true love, emmm, as long as you like it."

(End of this chapter)