Miss Witch's Forbidden Book Secret

The girl lying flat on the gilded tabletop seemed to have broken free from the control of gravity and was slowly floating upwards!

Her long, smooth, jet-black hair did not fall to the ground; instead, it hung loosely in mid-air, just like her hands, which were crossed and resting on her lower abdomen. Like a saint in a painting, she remained still, peaceful and serene.

Then, looking out the stained glass windows of the banquet hall, Vera was stunned for a moment, then jumped up to pick Tia up and run to the altar.

The dark, viscous, boiling seawater, which should have been calm, now gathered into waves, slowly and heavily crashing in.

The spirit gods surrounding the temple not only did not stop them, but instead made a series of headache-inducing howls that sounded like wild laughter or clapping, and they all gave way.

Meanwhile, Tia, suspended high in the air, emitted a hazy white light from within her body within three breaths.

Just as Vera thought her savior had arrived and was about to breathe a sigh of relief...

Turning around, I saw that the waves were even more dangerous and powerful.

As for what Tia did...

Vera suddenly felt a weight on her chest, took a few steps forward, lost her balance, and fell to the ground.

—Splash!

—Splash!

Outside the stained-glass windows of the banquet hall, the surging seawater swept over the temple like the scarlet tongue of a giant beast licking its cub, instantly shaking the temple from side to side.

With a muffled thud, Vera slammed into the wall and nearly saw stars.

Throughout the entire banquet hall, only Tia, suspended in mid-air, remained motionless. Even as the waves crashed one after another, making Vera feel as if her brain was being shaken to its core, Tia's expression remained calm and serene, the kind of docile beauty that made it impossible to dislike her.

Before Vera's vision went black, she covered her head and stood up, trying to grab Tia to wake her up, but was then slammed against the stone gate by another wave.

bang bang~

"Ugh~ What the hell is going on?!"

Chapter 441 Tia's Troubles

Inside the main chapel of the St. Pantheon University.

Tia had finished the conversion ceremony, emerged from the icy water, and, after pressing her hand on the cross of the altar, snapped off a corner and used it to trace the "fire in the hearth" ritual on the sacred wood. She dried her body and then changed into a white linen robe.

Still a little damp, she reached out to gather her dried, dark hair, which fell to her waist.

Those were like a giant dragon soaring through the clouds, with amber eyes as bright as lightning.

And the girl's near-perfect face, her high, firm breasts, and her near-perfect proportions.

Ignoring the dark and quiet environment of the church, the governor, who arrived nervously with her peaked hat in hand, almost hallucinated "The Fairy in the Hot Spring" in the Sacred Art Gallery on the second floor of the Royal Cathedral Museum.

At that moment, Scarlett's first impression of Tia was "beauty," a beauty imprinted on her soul, like that of a goddess, breathtaking and awe-inspiring.

Of course, aesthetic tastes differ from person to person. People from different eras, regions, and with different experiences have their own aesthetic preferences.

For example, Tia actually prefers older women with large breasts, while Annie likes Tia, a girl with a moderately large bust. Similarly, the Imperials prefer voluptuous women while the Ansu prefer petite women; Iris admires martial prowess while the Ansu are more refined.

But Tia's impression on Scarlett completely exceeded this perception.

It is flawlessly beautiful, transcending aesthetic preferences, ideology, and all cognition; it is a pure, conceptual beauty.

Even the saints' so-called "perfect archetypes" were only startled when they glimpsed their true nature, without experiencing this kind of bewitching feeling.

And the only one that can achieve this level—

Scarlett's senses returned to normal in a daze, and in the blink of an eye she saw Tia pick up Vera, who was lying in the corner.

Tia cut off the [Hermes Aura].

The golden scales that were spreading across Scarlett's neck and collarbone quickly faded, and then Tia said:

"How is it now?"

Scarlett was somewhat flustered. "Sir, what was that just now..."

"A trivial trick."

"Is being a succubus your only trick?"

Tia: ......

Miss Scarlett was outspoken and regretted her words immediately afterward, secretly lamenting: Scarlett, you didn't learn anything in the Department of Internal Affairs. Be careful with your words!

But being with Tia had indeed made her mind a bit blank, so she quickly changed the subject, saying, "I mean... um, your promotion ceremony is complete?"

"Thanks to Scarlett's help, the promotion ceremony went relatively smoothly. Now, we can tentatively consider it as Sequence Three."

"Hey!"

Scarlett didn't feel that Tia was any different from before. If she had to say, was her chest a little bigger?

Tia smiled as she hugged Vera and said, "There are some changes, but the difference between a Saint and Sequence Four... to be honest, it's not as big as you think. But advancement is indeed troublesome. I'm fine, well, except for Vera."

"Miss Vera?"

"I was hit by a deep-sea shock. When I arrived at Sequence Three, I attracted the attention of the deep sea, and some strong turbulence knocked Vera quite hard. But it's not a big problem. Take me to find a place to stay first."

Scarlett breathed a sigh of relief and said, "We've been prepared for a long time! But sir! It seems we can't get out now!"

"what?"

“A huge group of giant mercenaries showed up at the gate of St. Pantheon School early this morning, yelling that they were here to collect a debt! Miss Lovisa couldn’t get rid of them.”

"what!?"

—I've only ever heard of people going to collect debts themselves.

Other people are coming to her to collect debts?!

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

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

"Vera, Vera is injured?!"

Anne slammed her hand on the sofa, about to leap up and shoot, but was immediately stopped by Mrs. Edwina.

Edwina placed her hand on Anne's shoulder and said calmly yet firmly, "Anne, you are not allowed to go to the Iris Garden now."

"But Vera is injured, and Natia..."

“No one can get hurt. You’ll stay home these next few days.” Mrs. Edwina closed her folding fan and slapped it onto Anne’s hair.

Annie immediately covered her head and let out a sob.

Edwina said, "Look what you've been doing in Golden Moon Bay. Didn't you say you were perfectly safe? Your so-called safety means getting involved in the affairs of the Sequence Four Prophets, and you even want to go to Mistmoon City?"

"If Lundl hadn't written to me, telling me that you wanted to recruit him to Mistmoon City and that you even helped Sulph forge the Philosopher's Stone to deal with the Palace of Wisdom, I wouldn't have known you were so capable!"

Anne sobbed twice and leaned against Edwina. "Mommy! But Vera is hurt!"

"The injuries are not serious."

"We are friends!"

Beside her, Evelyn saw Anne winking pitifully at her, hesitated, and finally weakly reminded her, "Madam, Miss..."

"Shut up, Evelyn!"

Edwina said somewhat angrily, "Evelyn, what have you been doing, sister? Going along with Anne's nonsense? You're not taking your annual leave this year; you're going to St. Genting University to give me six months of make-up classes in moral philosophy."

Evelyn draws fire from Anne's path.

After scolding her for a few minutes and calming down a bit, Mrs. Edwina said to Anne:

"Vera's injuries are not serious, and Tia is treating her."

"Natia..."

"Tia wasn't injured. Her promotion ceremony went very well, but someone came to her door to collect a debt. She'll be returning to the country with Vera in a while."

"Then I won't go to the iris garden. I'll listen to my mother."

Anne snuggled closer to Mrs. Edwina, behaving like a good girl.

Even this gentle and magnanimous lady couldn't help but laugh and get annoyed at the same time. She gently tapped Anne's head with her folding fan and reminded her, "Alright, Anne. You need to be aware of the danger."

"It's a good thing that you can follow Master Ibn Musa to refine the Philosopher's Stone. But you must also consider the cost."

Anne looked at her mother's face and said seriously, "I've considered the consequences, Mom."

Mrs. Edwina was silent for a moment, then sighed, rubbed Anne's cheek, and released her, saying, "In that case, it's for the best."

Anne broke free from the embrace, jumped off the sofa, and dozed off in the study for a while.

As the sun set and Mrs. Edwina left for afternoon tea, Anne called out to Evelyn, "Sister Evelyn! I'm going out."

Evelyn said expressionlessly, "I was just punished with six months of compulsory education. I won't agree to that."

“I’m not going to the Iris Garden, I’m going to find Eleanor, there’s an afternoon tea party.”

Anne tiptoed and hugged Evelyn, then slipped the check into her purse.

Evelyn hesitated for a moment.

To be honest, she hadn't initially intended to agree to Anne's request and wanted Anne to go out on her own, but when she saw the share of the check, the elegant head maid shamefully surrendered to capitalism.

hateful.

Why are you giving so much?

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

Upon arriving at the manor in the southern suburbs of the Greater Harbor District, Anne got out of the car and asked the butler to lead the way to Eleanor's lakeside villa.

It turned out that Eleanor wasn't in the living room at all; she was in the bedroom, the door was open, but a soundproof barrier had been set up.

The royal guards were very curious, but none of them dared to go in.

Several bodyguards whispered among themselves, "Anne Mercury is here? Can we get rid of her and ask her something? I haven't finished writing my work report yet."

"That won't work, will it? What can we possibly offer to impress this young lady?"

"Let's give it a try. I heard that this Miss Anne is quite naive, which is why she was tricked into marrying Director Sulf."

“He does seem like a good kid, so I’ll give him a try.”

He addressed everyone as "Mr." and "Sister." He was the most polite child imaginable, without even a trace of the pedantry or arrogance of an aristocrat.

A young female guard nodded and emerged from the wall, whispering to Anne, "Miss Anne, when you go to see His Highness later, could you help us find out what he's doing?"

Anne frowned and said, "Isn't this a bad idea?"

"We need to write reports, so we must know this."

"So what did you write before?"

The female guard remained silent.

Anne pressed, "I won't help you if you don't tell me."

Desperate, the young lady guard could only say, "It's just random writing."

"Oh!"

"Please keep your voice down."

"Oh, okay." Annie covered her mouth and whispered, "Then you guys have to help me! I want to know when Tia will be back."

The maid said, "You haven't said whether you agree or not."

"I didn't say I agreed!"

"Then we won't help."

"Hmph, if you don't help, I'll tell Eleanor about the bad things you've done."

The female guard's face froze.

Love is waiting for her here.

What happened to your supposed innocence and naivety?!

Annie smiled and said, "Then I'll wait for your good news, sisters."

Done.

Anne shook off the maid and pushed open the door. As soon as she entered Eleanor's bedroom, she heard Eleanor lying on the bed with her eyes closed, muttering to herself.