Miss Witch's Forbidden Book Secret

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Volume 1: Surrender: Fever persists, requesting a day off

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Volume 1: Chapter 164 Who doesn't know yet

"Stop! Come home with me!"

Eleanor's wrist was gripped tightly.

Tia pulled, but couldn't move it.

Eleanor is a Sequence 7 Earth Oak Path, also known as Earth Wood. Although it's no stronger than reinforced concrete after the ritual, it's still quite difficult to shake without the strength to uproot a weeping willow.

The princess with platinum-blonde hair remained motionless, tilted her head and said, "No."

"Eleanor, you absolutely cannot leave Silver Castle, right?"

"Pope Peter has given his permission."

"Is he senile? How did Pope Peter agree to let you go on board? And what about Albert?"

"Oh! I forgot!"

"You didn't say that at all. You're lying!"

"Scold me and throw me into the dungeon."

Snapped!

The knife came down hard, hitting Eleanor so hard that she held her head.

Tia manipulated the puppet—Funina—and said silently, hands on her hips, "As long as I report this to Ms. Bernice later, you will be sent back and scolded."

"Ms. Bainer-Nice knows this, too."

Eleanor held her head and argued. She knew it was wrong, but she refused to admit it.

Pope Peter told her there were two spots available, but after some thought, she decided that her sister wouldn't let her go...

In the cabin, Funina also sat on a chair and took a deep breath.

She knew, Pope Peter knew, Ms. Bernice knew, but Albert was the only one who didn't know?

Finina's expression changed constantly, and she didn't know what to say in the end. She lifted her skirt and said respectfully, "Eleanor, you are invincible."

.............

Among the six ships on which Eleanor, Funina, many priests, and commissioners from the Suppression Bureau were stationed, five were fifth-level warships belonging to the navy. Their weapon configurations were slightly stronger than those of frigates, but slightly weaker than those of cruisers.

The Saint Laurent, the flagship they were aboard, was a converted heavy destroyer decommissioned from the navy. Most of the priests from Silver Castle were on board, as were the commissioner from the General Administration of Defense and Suppression and Ms. Bernice.

Ms. Bernice's dormitory was packed with crowned bishops from several churches.

Bernice looked at the solemn-looking bishops and nodded, "Yes, Eleanor is on this ship. I've just informed Her Majesty the Queen, and I've received the Silver Castle's approval."

"Father of All Creation! Madam, you must understand that Her Highness Eleanor is a princess. How could she suddenly get on board the ship?"

"Yes, and besides, we're going to Iris, not on an ocean vacation. Furthermore, this is a warship. Can Her Highness Eleanor tolerate this?"

Ms. Bernice complained, "Why was Eleanor allowed on board? You'd better write a letter to the Apostolic Palace and ask that old man!"

The bishops exclaimed in surprise when they heard this.

"You mean Her Highness Eleanor was sent by His Holiness the Pope... Father of All Creation! Is the Pope suffering from Alzheimer's?!"

"The Pope is always like that, doing things without saying a word, but what about Her Highness Eleanor's safety..."

"It's hard to say. The situation in Iris is so chaotic. Can you spare a boat to send Her Highness Eleanor back first?"

"This... the stormy period has just passed. If we miss the opportunity..."

Ms. Bernice was upset when she heard this. She slammed the table and said unhappily:

"Shut up! Now that Eleanor's on board, I'll be keeping an eye on her safety. I'm already ninety-five years old, and I'd like to enjoy a few years of retirement and peace of mind in these few years I have left. So I'll bring Eleanor back intact. Don't worry about this matter."

"The question now is, with the storm at sea having just subsided, can we make it to Misty Moon City before Iris's governing meeting in the next two days?"

The bishops promised repeatedly: "That's no problem. But Your Highness Eleanor, please be careful, Madam..."

Bernice became increasingly annoyed as she listened, and the bishops quickly left the dormitory.

This lady is not an easy person to get along with. The extraordinary people from the Path of the Unsheathed Blade are always so moody.

If I don't like you, every step I take through the door is a reason to kill you.

Fortunately, Ms. Bernice is already very old, and as people age, their thinking is always a little slow, and they don't like to fight and kill casually.

After the bishops left, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and drank a cup of black tea.

Hearing the noise outside, she glanced over and waved, "Come in."

Outside the door, the girl in a dark blue dress with a long tail came in a bit reserved and said respectfully, "Hello, Ms. Bernice. I just received your letter."

"you know me?"

Bernice made two cups of black tea and handed one to Funina.

"Of course! Your name is known even throughout the Seven Seas."

Finina——Tia's identity is that of a person from the Seven Seas Country.

Bernice's eyebrows curled into a smile. "What a talkative child. But hiding your face like this is not a good habit."

"I think you may have misunderstood something..."

"Misunderstanding? I don't think so."

Bernice took a sip of her tea and commented, "Your disguise is excellent. I don't know if this is some kind of ritual, some kind of skill, or some new technique for cosmetic surgery. Aside from a hint of earth oak, I can't smell anything wrong with you. Are you an Earth Oak Transcendent?"

"For the time being.... San Four Spirits - Abandoned ⑵ Two = Siba IV.... barely."

Funina chose to avoid the question.

The so-called Oak in the Earth is actually the path to which the puppet belongs. The knowledge of making puppets is the intersection of Oak in the Earth and alchemy, with Oak in the Earth as the main one.

This led Bernice to misjudge that Tia was from the alchemical path, which was clear. So when Bernice saw Funina, she didn't think of Tia at all.

Bernice nodded, not caring at all. She said calmly, "And you're smart too, choosing a freeman from the Seven Seas as your background."

"The Seven Seas Kingdom is too far from Ansu, so naturally the Suppression Bureau can't find anything. Besides, the free people there are always like this, wandering around the world and having no fixed place to live, which suits your identity very well. And with old man Peter backing you up, naturally no one will doubt your true identity. Oh, maybe this is your true identity, and you pretend to be a fake one to deceive people. But the latter is not necessary.

"Is that so?"

"Your guesses are all correct," Furninna nodded, speaking sheepishly. "But there's only one flaw in His Holiness's disguise. He assigned me the position of a specialist in the Suppression Bureau, which perfectly aligns with your area of ​​expertise."

"Be frank and honest..."

Bernice finally smiled and kindly pushed the teacup over. "Drink something, child. You must be thirsty after all this talk."

"Will you poison me?"

"Poisoning? That's something only a despicable person would do. This is just a cup of tea, a reward for an honest child."

Furninna took a sip from the cup.

The elderly woman said with a smile, "I don't care what your purpose is in coming to this ship. I won't interfere with your actions, but Eleanor will need a guard. I will dispatch a specialist from the Anti-Suppression Bureau to protect her for you. Peter must have his reasons for choosing you."

"He's ultimately working for the future and well-being of Anzu and all of humanity. I trust his vision—as long as you don't do anything out of line, like disrupting the order and happiness of this country."

Ms. Bernice took out a red headband and handed it to Funina.

"Here's a little device to improve her appearance. Give it to Eleanor, and make her less conspicuous."

Volume 1: Chapter 165 Let Me Relax

Tia left Ms. Bernice's dormitory. When she received Ms. Bernice's letter, she thought she was going to be exposed.

But Ms. Bernice didn't seem to see the true soul hidden in the doll.

Is this a characteristic of the ritual or is the Inverted Temple exerting its power?

Tia didn't know either, but after manipulating the puppet for a while, she felt the price of using the puppet - it seemed as if she was not playing a role, but had actually become the new person, Fernina Bonaparte.

The host of the ceremony identified with the puppet's identity. All the false identities and information he had woven seemed to come true.

It's easy to fool others, but hard to fool yourself. But this ritual can really fool yourself.

After a long time, ordinary people or other inexperienced extraordinary people might really be confused about who I am.

But this problem is not a big deal for Tia.

She has experience! Her journey from Earth to Ansu is essentially the same as the soul projecting from "Tia Sulph" to "Funina Bonaparte".

There was no need for the "Ansu Sea Tide News, Today I Know I Am Myself" saga. She had already figured this out after traveling through time for over a decade, and controlling the puppets felt like nothing. She went to give Eleanor the headband first.

After Eleanor tied her hair with a headband, it turned black, and her bright red eyes turned amber, matching Tia's original hair and eye color.

Her appearance hadn't changed much, but that was enough. Not many people knew what Eleanor looked like anyway.

The little princess was still not used to it. She stood in front of the mirror for a long time and suddenly her stomach started to growl.

"Ti...I'm hungry."

Tia combed her hair and said, "If you're hungry, there's a cafeteria on the ship, but it's not time for dinner yet, right? I'll take you there later."

"You are a good guy."

“Don’t play the nice guy card.”

"Oh." Eleanor nodded and was pulled by Tia to sit in the cafeteria first.

She sat in the cafeteria for a while and no one noticed, so Tia was satisfied with the effect.

When Tia went to the bathroom, she came back in the corridor and met two hurried pastors who called her.

"Miss in front! Where is the new prayer room on the ship?"

"A prayer room? I'm not sure. I'm not from the church, gentlemen." Furniture shook her head and pointed to the cafeteria in the distance. "The cafeteria is in front. You can go over there and ask the sailors on the ship."

"Thank you very much for your guidance. I am Matthew, a pastor from the Northwest Mountains."

"I am Hake, the priest of Theseus."

Finina was a little surprised, "Aren't you from Silver Castle?"

Huck said happily, "Yes. There happened to be only about a dozen spots left on this ship, and I happened to be chosen."

"That's very lucky. I'm Fernina Bonaparte, Commissioner of the Suppression Bureau. The cafeteria is just up ahead; follow me."

"Oh, Miss Bonaparte, I am indeed very lucky, but it is very unfortunate for brother Matthew."

Huck was a talkative clergyman in his thirties, wearing a tan coat, a bit overweight, and with a funny face. From a distance, he could be mistaken for a loaf of Daliyuan soft bread.

He patted Matthew on the shoulder and said, "He wasn't chosen by chance. He nearly died a few years ago while teaching at a mountain school with Bishop Marshall. Logically, he should have been crowned for his achievements. It's a pity he's a foreigner, so he'll have to work for a few more years."

Matthew smiled bitterly a few times. Compared to Huck, who was from Theseus, he looked much thinner.

Thesius is a wealthy industrial region, renowned for its military and steel industries. The northwestern mountainous region is much poorer, experiencing severe population loss, and those who remain there generally face hardship. Over forty years ago, the church began focusing its evangelistic work in the northwestern mountainous region, known as the "Second March."

Marshall was one of the priests who participated in the Second March and became a crowned bishop a few years later.

Matthew looked thirty years old. If he had any merit in preaching in the Northwest Mountains, he would have been crowned. But he was a foreigner.