Miss Witch's Forbidden Book Secret

When Santis pushed up his monocle, the prosthetic eye behind the frame remained motionless.

Just as he finished speaking, a strong sense of unease arose within him.

—As if flipping through countless pages of a book, skipping directly over the plot, he had just entered the manor a second ago, and the next second he had passed through countless paths and corridors, arriving at a study.

Time seemed to have been cut in half, and then a segment was casually deleted from it.

Sazdewey said calmly, "A prophet's boring trick."

boom!

The study door opened out of thin air.

The man writing at his desk inside was a middle-aged man in his fifties, not very tall, about 1.7 meters, with a square face, and wearing a thick white cloth turban.

His skin was dark, his face square, and the thick beard that was common among people from Tianfang was shaved clean, leaving only neat stubble.

Guzar asked curiously, "Monks and alchemists, what do you want to do here?"

Sazdil said, "Rexar is worried about the potion. The potion is related to our plans and the Empire's plans, and we can't leave it all to you prophets to be in charge of."

"You mean you're going to take over the potion business?"

"That's one way to understand it."

Sazdive glanced at Guzar and said, “I know what you want. Prophet of the Palace of Wisdom, you and your colleagues are arrogant yet cautious, greedy yet prudent. Rexar’s guess is correct; we cannot let you ruin things.”

"The Bloodthorn Sanctuary cannot be handed over to you, at least not now. Before we create turmoil and pull the Bloodthorn up, if you dare to touch the Bloodthorn, I will be the first to wipe you all out of the deep sea and reality."

"Interesting—you're not bad either."

Guzar smiled and said, "But you have to give us some compensation, right?"

Sazdewey said, "There is another sanctuary in Golden Moon Bay."

"The Sanctuary?!"

“That was left behind by Ulrich, and it should be under Jeremiah’s control now.”

Sazdewey said calmly, "Santis can help you, this is a small compensation."

The prophet from heaven nodded repeatedly with great interest.

That shows a decent level of sincerity.

After all, they came for the Sanctuary. Jeremiah is a big problem, but if they want to use potions to bring Bloodthorn up and then take over Bloodthorn's Sanctuary, they will have to deal with Jeremiah.

Very close.

And with the help of the dragon hunter Santis, it's a great deal.

Once Murad has dealt with Ibn Musa and vented his anger, they can immediately set off for the Golden Crescent Bay to find that sanctuary.

This is a real steal!

Guzar nodded in satisfaction and said, "Monk, is there anything else you want to say?"

Sazdive added, "In addition, I'd like to offer you some tips in my personal capacity."

"Oh?"

"Anna Para Nicola, the 'Silver Watch' and a descendant of the witches Agatha and Soderlin, an opponent of the Palace of Wisdom, has also come to Mistmoon City. I fought her on the way, and she escaped."

Upon hearing the name, Guzar's pupils contracted rapidly.

Chapter 357 The Witch with the Silver Watch

"Director Sulf! The Palace of Fontainebleau district is just ahead."

The voice of the commissioner outside the carriage woke Tia. Tia, who was dozing off with Anne, opened her eyes in a half-asleep state and looked out the window.

As soon as the window was opened, a cold wind whistled in. Anne gently wrapped her little cloak around Tia's shoulders, and Tia felt a mother's warmth.

The comrade outside the car stomped on the ground with a few thuds, and then several superhumans dressed in black suits came to greet him from outside the mansion in the distance.

Judging from the alchemical rings, bracelets, necklaces, and other military-grade supernatural items that can be seen everywhere on them, their original job was probably to protect the nearby Grand Alchemist and the former Minister, Milke.

These young men were all well-trained. As they approached the carriage, they warned, "Please be careful, the carriage is very high. Would you like some warm clothing?"

As soon as Tia got out of the car, the cold wind instantly sobered her up. She asked first:

"Not for now—is Minister Milke here?"

"We've been waiting for you for a long time inside the villa."

"Please take me there. My closest and most trusted friend is right beside me—Hatchoo!"

The young people looked at each other, then handed over the thick fur cloak.

Tia didn't refuse the young people's kindness. She took the two thick cloaks that the young superhumans brought and put them on, then smiled slightly and said, "Thank you."

Anne's cloak was a little small, so she took another cloak and put it on, nodding and saying, "Thank you!"

"It's just some necessary formalities. Please follow me."

Several young people led Tia and Annie toward the villa in the distance.

The weather in Mistmoon City is quite different from that in Silver Castle. It's already bitterly cold in December, but she didn't feel anything because of the passive cooling effect of the steam boiler at the back of the carriage.

It's freezing cold as soon as I get off the bus.

When the fireplace was lit in the living room of Milke's villa, Tia felt as if she had returned to spring and let out a long sigh of relief.

Milke had been waiting upstairs for a long time. Hearing the commotion downstairs, he ended his conversation with a girl upstairs and walked down the stairs, holding onto the handrail.

"Welcome, Director Sulf. It's an honor to have you here tonight."

When the former minister saw Anne, he raised an eyebrow slightly and exclaimed in surprise, "And the little princess of the Mercury family!"

Annie looked up and couldn't help but glance at it a few more times.

Milk said kindly, “Don’t be too surprised, Miss Anne. I know your father and grandfather. Your grandfather even taught me before.”

Anne was surprised by this connection and exclaimed, "Minister Milke, are you still my grandfather's student?"

"Yes, yes!"

Milke laughed and said, "Thirty years ago, during the Battle of Ansu, I suffered a great loss at his hands. Your grandfather taught me a lot about command skills."

So that's what kind of student he is!

Annie felt a little awkward sitting on the sofa.

Tia smiled and tried to smooth things over. Then, with a series of flattering remarks from Tia, such as "Ah, I see," "You have quite the insight into these things," "Minister Milke, you have a lot to say about this," and "Oh, I see," the atmosphere gradually warmed up.

Milke was also flattered and developed a good impression of Tia. Even though Tia was an Ansu, he couldn't help but glance at her a few more times.

He nodded gently. "However, you and Director Sulph are very close friends, just like your stunningly beautiful face, which I didn't expect. When you and Director Sulph stand together, I feel that it's truly a stroke of genius from the Father of All Things that such outstanding appearances can coexist."

"But Miss Anne, we can discuss our past later. Director Sulf, what are your thoughts on the salon at the Grand Theatre tomorrow?"

Milke calmly got to the point.

Tia said bluntly, "You understand everything, don't you?"

“I had a general idea when the Montlima brothers took over the academic lecture project. Of course, I also want to thank you for reminding me; your letter a few days ago was very timely.”

Milke asked, "What do you plan to do?"

"The best course of action would be to take this opportunity to wipe out the prophets in one fell swoop. The prophets wanted to use the Enchanted Lock to create an isolated space to shield Chairman Jeremiah from their sight, but now that we know that, we have nothing to fear."

"But we can't just send the Grand Knight Commander or something like that to the scene, otherwise those prophets will be scared away."

“That’s right—so let the prophets set up the mystery lock with confidence. I will go to the site.”

Tia drew her longsword from her waist, the blade reflecting a cold light under the chandelier.

Milke gazed at Tia's face, and finally nodded, saying, "The Victory Sword is a good idea. It's simple to pierce the ritual with the Victory Sword."

Tia nodded and said, "Once I break through the ritual, the rest can be handled by our Anti-Corruption Bureau and your Silver Knights working together."

"That's no problem. But it's probably very difficult to catch them all at once."

Instead of explaining why, Milke asked directly, "Are you interested in having Miss Bonaparte take over this matter in your place?"

Tia remained silent for a while.

How come everyone knows what her alternate identity looks like?

Milke said, "This might not be a bad time for Bonaparte to build up his reputation, and you don't have to hide her in a big hotel for months."

"The Iris is facing a disaster. Last year's one-day civil war was just a warning sign, and now it's really about to happen. I think you could bring out the Grand Guardian to unite and uplift the morale of the country."

It's not that Tia doesn't want to.

Rather, she lacks the ability to control two bodies simultaneously.

If she uses the puppets, she can only use the fixed Sequence 7 rituals on the puppets, which is a huge weakness for her. It's fine for giving speeches, but it's definitely not enough for besieging the Prophet.

Of course, there are solutions.

For example, let Eleanor take over; who knows, Eleanor might actually turn the puppet into a figurehead leader while she's playing the role.

For Jeremiah and Milke, it was no big deal to have a princess from a neighboring country or a bureau chief play the role of a "hero" or even a "figurehead" in their own country. They could even conveniently tie Ansu to the loosely packed chariot of the Iris, which seemed like it would collapse at any moment.

In comparison, it would be better to put Eleanor on the list.

If it were Tia who forcibly manipulated the puppet, then putting aside the current issues...

In Milke's plan, once she had accumulated enough prestige, she would ideally marry Eleanor to demonstrate the "close relationship" between the two countries.

Iris flowers bloom in countries that recognize same-sex marriage and monogamy.

Then, by using the artificial human technology of alchemy to create heirs for the two people, they can also legitimately obtain a share of the throne.

However, Eleanor's plan to manipulate the puppets was absolutely unworkable—Ms. Bernice would never allow Eleanor to get into trouble.

As for the latter...

Although it sounds tempting, and Eleanor is quite adorable...

But sitting right next to her was a bewildered Anne, and in order to protect the best Anne, Tia could not agree no matter what.

"For now, I still hope to preside over this matter as Tia Sourf—if one day in the future it is necessary to use the identity of Funina Bonaparte, I will do so without hesitation."

"I see..."

Milke was silent for a moment, then asked again, "Could you tell me the specific reasons?"

Tia said, "I suppose this is what they call a bond."

This is a lie.

The main concern is being hunted down by Bernice all over the world...

"I understand."

Milke nodded and said, "In that case, I'll make things clear."

"The situation is even more complicated than the report you gave me, Sulph. We have received information that the Dragon Hunter Santis, the Monk Sazdive, and dozens of alchemists from the Hand of Transformation have crossed the border and entered the country, and have now arrived in Mistmoon City."

"Then came an urgent telegram from the Cloud Mist Border Region: Marquis Selassie, a nobleman from the Kingdom era who was supported by the Empire and always supported the royal family, had died suddenly. His granddaughter, Nara, known as the Frostwolf, took over the will and led her legion to approach the Cloud Mist Border Region."

"That's why I thought of having you bring Bonaparte back to the light of day."

"As for the source of this information—"

Footsteps sounded on the stairs leading to the second floor, and a petite white figure descended. She was very petite—about 1.4 meters tall—and her entire body was sculpted from ice and jade. Behind her, she had long, flowing white hair like a waterfall. She wore no clothes, only cold, white, opaque ice blocks clung to her body like a robe, completely covering her, making her look like a pure white snow doll.

The only thing with "color" was the silver pocket watch hanging around her neck, on which was a broken pigeon blood gemstone.

Click!

Maximiliana Para Nicola, in a lively voice that contrasted sharply with her cool appearance, said, "That's right, it was me—the Silver Watch Witch—Anna Nicola who provided it!"

"Tia Sulph! I've heard of your name for a long time! Last time I met you in Tianfang, you dared to refuse my challenge! Now you've defeated the golem Amir, but you've also exposed your location."

"I have come here today to make a sacred wager with you!"

Chapter 358 The Mystery of Avina

Seeing Tia's completely bewildered expression, as if she didn't recognize herself at all, and with Anne sitting next to her, whom she had never seen before, Anna was taken aback.

The silver-watched witch quickly realized what was happening, rushed downstairs, and blurted out to Tia: