Miss Witch's Forbidden Book Secret

That's what I meant.

Two such enormous spirits, they killed Valon on sight, and if they spit out a bubble or spray water, they could easily send her flying. Would she dare not catch them?

Besides, what if we can't get out of Vona's Sanctuary if we don't take it?

Tia felt that this made sense, and obediently admitted her mistake.

There's nothing wrong with Tia arranging things for Vera as she sees fit.

After all, she is a saint.

But Vera is a free woman—although she has now signed a verbal slave contract, it is not recognized by the laws of Anzu—and it is indeed morally wrong for Tia to sell Vera to the Seven Seas to become the Pope.

She said, "If you don't want to be the Pope, you can come with me to the Great Icefield and wait for a while."

"If my transformation ceremony can achieve a breakthrough in the Great Ice Plains, perhaps I can extract the extraordinary elements from your soul, Vera. If I succeed, then you won't need to be the Pope."

Vera's own sequence level is not high. Although she has absorbed the extraordinary elements of Valon, she cannot exert much power. At most, she can probably create or dispel strong thunderstorms or other natural disasters within a radius of 3-5 kilometers for 3-5 days.

In ancient times, it would indeed have been considered a miracle, but in modern times, with ironclad warships, shipboard sanctuaries, alchemy equipment that protects against wind and lightning, high-strength reinforced concrete buildings, and underground shelters, the resulting disaster is not as great as imagined.

Therefore, she has to go to the Land of the Seven Seas every year, where she uses technology such as the Wisdom Palace Maze to amplify Vera's authority.

But Vera rolled over in bed, hugging her pillow and objecting, "That won't do."

"???"

"If I don't become the Pope, will you give me a holiday?"

"..."

So that's why!

"Ok?"

Vera declared defiantly, "I deserve compensation!"

Tia: "No problem. Just say it."

Vera: "Anything you want?"

Tia didn't seem to care at all: "We can cook at home wearing the same apron. Just tell me what you want."

"Get out, get out, get out!"

The so-called apron is because Vera used to run to Tia's place in the North Port District. After getting used to Tia's cooking, she was also corrupted by Tia. When she stayed overnight at Tia's place, she didn't wear any clothes. In the middle of the night, she would go to the kitchen to cook potatoes and wear Tia's naked apron.

Of course, the main reason is laziness, and living naked is indeed comfortable...

This was a bit embarrassing, but Vera's eyes lit up. She had originally planned to ask for an exorbitant amount, but unexpectedly, Tia delivered herself to her doorstep.

"I want......"

Vera also wanted to get some compensation from Tia, such as letting her nibble on some of her holy blood—Vera discovered that Tia's holy blood was indeed amazing, not only able to heal injuries and enable remote communication.

When the holy blood was inside her, it subtly amplified the strength of her physical body.

This is because sacred blood is still blood. Flesh and blood are the substance of the spirit.

The Holy Blood contains Tia's extraordinary elements.

Therefore, neither Anne nor Eleanor possesses the Holy Blood within them, and they do not have the same compatibility as Vera. This is a characteristic of Vera, or one could say it is a characteristic of a physical vessel.

But Vera wasn't feeling well.

What kind of compensation is this? Is it because of cryptocurrency mining?

That's not quite right. At the very least, she should be the one mining the data; that's what compensation is.

Vera rolled over in bed again, twisting and turning like a large red cat-like insect.

But before Vera could make up her mind, Tia interrupted her wild daydreams: "You're still on the ship, right? We can talk about compensation and such when we get to New York."

Vera felt the same way, so she simply threw away complicated thoughts and embraced a blank mind.

Then Tia said:

"Anne, Eleanor, and I are all in New London. At that seaside restaurant we used to frequent, the one at 36 Victor Street."

"Yes, I've also prepared your favorite oysters."

Vera instantly realized what was happening. The salty sea breeze from the coast of Ansu blew from the deck into the cabin, and her face turned pale. "Oysters! No way! Let's get something normal!"

But before she could finish speaking...

Tia hung up the call first.

She was sitting at the dining table, Eleanor sleeping with her head against the window, her eyelashes fluttering in the light. Sunlight streamed down her dark green velvet shawl through her fine, platinum-blonde hair, making her look quite beautiful.

Beside Anne was a waitress, the eldest daughter of the Mercury family, who was expertly marking up the menu in a lively, musical tone.

The restaurant wasn't crowded. This seaside restaurant is considered affordable, but the seafood is really not something you can really cook well. In addition, although the decor isn't luxurious, it has a bit of a petit-bourgeois feel. The aristocracy wouldn't bother with it, but it's quite popular with the middle-class citizens of New York, London and Hong Kong.

Tia, on the other hand, wasn't picky at all; her preference for seafood was simply a reflection of the incompetence of Ansu's catering industry...

However, it was a weekday, so it was rather deserted, and there were hardly any people on the beach.

Outside the window, the sea and sky merge into one, a pristine blue. Around the white lighthouse, several fishing boats are scattered about, and not far from them:

The two ironclad warships were furling their sails, dropping their anchors, and slowly entering the harbor.

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Chapter 490 Neither Pope nor Nun

Around 9:20. Vera arrived late at the waterfront restaurant at 36 Victor Street in the Grand Harbour area.

Anne was still a little puzzled and asked with concern, "Vera, didn't your ship arrive in port around 8 o'clock? Why are you only arriving now? Is there some kind of problem with customs?"

Vera opened her mouth as if to speak, but then stopped and couldn't say anything.

At this point, he had been arguing with Tia for almost half an hour, and was lost in his fantasies about how to make amends to Tia. As a result, he didn't hear the warning to disembark at all, which scared the mercenaries. It was really embarrassing to reveal that he had forcibly broken down the door because he was worried that the Pope had died suddenly.

Tia used her silver knife to cut a piece of bread that looked like it had just come out of the oven, with a golden crust, and nodded, saying, "Maybe I read too many erotic books last night."

Vera nodded subconsciously, then quickly shook her head and glared at Tia.

Eleanor opened her eyes, just woken up, and asked blankly, "Where are the pornographic books?"

Anne scolded, "Take care of yourself! And Vera, aren't you a nun?"

"Anne, Eleanor, everyone, I am now the Pope!"

"what?"

Anne had only a vague understanding of Vera's trip to the Seven Seas, knowing only that Vera went there and then the Seven Seas fell into chaos.

Now that Tia and Vera have explained the whole story in turn, Annie asked with slight surprise, "So, Vera is really the Pope now?"

Vera put her hands on her hips and said, "It's certified by the Church. I estimate that the saint certification will be approved next month after we go to the Holy Kingdom to file a record."

"But aren't saints all dead?"

"I am the exception!"

"That's amazing! That's amazing!"

Anne offered a few emotionless compliments, but didn't really appreciate them. After all, with Vera's idiotic appearance, even if she were the pope, she'd probably be from a shady religion or just a figurehead.

Tia cut open the golden, crispy bread and discovered a hidden surprise inside. The outside was a flaky pastry brushed with egg wash, and on the golden surface, she scraped realistic fish scales with a knife. Next came stir-fried mushrooms, spinach, and a small amount of cream cheese. Inside was a thick slice of fish meat, resembling monkfish, sprinkled with sea salt. The two layers of filling were separated by dried seaweed and ham slices.

The cooking method is somewhat similar to Wellington steak, but the differences are quite significant. However, the taste is not bad. Of course, it's also possible that it was trained by Ansu diet.

Tia cut some more for Annie and Vera, and they both enjoyed it.

Eleanor ate some too, but she was only interested in desserts and continued to hold the hot milk with sugar in her arms.

The milk was too hot to drink, and Eleanor stubbornly refused to cool it down with a ritual, so Eleanor was like a big-tailed squirrel holding a nut but unable to eat it.

Tia looked at Annie and Vera expectantly and asked, "How does it taste?"

"I'm starting to feel a little insecure; this is something I actually ate in Ansu. The fish flavor complements the white sauce perfectly, the deep-sea fish is excellent, it even has a beef-like texture, and the mushrooms and cream in the center are a great match. But I've never seen Uncle Hof make anything like this before..."

This is Anne.

"Delicious, delicious, delicious."

This is Vera.

Tia simply called the waiter over and asked him.

Upon seeing this, the waiter suddenly realized and said, "Miss Mercury, this is a dish that our restaurant owner created when he was on the mainland, but it doesn't have a name yet. Of course, if a distinguished lady like you would like to give it a name, I think our owner would certainly accept it."

Anne glanced at Tia.

Tia suggested, "How about calling it Pope Steak?"

The waiter said, puzzled, "But there shouldn't be any beef in this dish, right? Although the texture of this fish is very similar, isn't this a bit of a deception?"

Tia smiled and said, "So what? Selling it this way is a gimmick. Besides, we don't have a pope here."

Anne covered her mouth to suppress her laughter, but glanced at Vera, who was still focused on eating.

"You're right!"

The waiter thought about it more and more and felt that the name was good. He thanked the waiter a few times and left.

After the Pope finished his steak, Miss Pope belatedly realized and said, "Wait a minute, what do you mean we don't have a Pope here?"

"That's not important."

Tia said, "The compensation issue is easy to discuss. But there's a condition: Vera, you have to come with me to the Great Ice Plains."

Vera said reluctantly, "It's too far, and the Great Icefield is very cold. Why not stay in Crown Street?"

Although it was unlikely, Annie still wanted to be on Crown Street, nodding repeatedly, "Yes, yes."

Vera complained again, "And the house at 16 Crown Street is so big and warm, I haven't been back in ages, I miss my bed. Westerburg is actually quite small, isn't it? It's called a fiefdom, but it's really just an observation post for a converted castle, and because of material issues, it doesn't seem to have been built very well..."

Anne agreed, "Yes, yes."

Vera felt much better after receiving Anne's approval, and said, "The castle isn't very big, so the number of rooms and beds must be limited. Unlike the beds on Crown Street, which are huge; the four of us could sleep together without any problem."

"Yeah, yeah...wait, huh?"

Annie sensed something was wrong.

Eleanor nodded in agreement, "Oh, my room is very big."

Tia nodded and said, "Yes, yes."

Annie was about to unleash her glaring power.

Tia added, "The rooms in Westerburg must be small, so I'll have to share a room with Annie."

Annie pursed her lips and remained silent.

This sounds pretty good...

Eleanor raised her hand and said, "Me too."

"You can not."

Tia pressed Eleanor's raised hand directly onto her head, saying with a headache, "Eleanor, if you go over there, Albert will probably kill me."

"Oh."

Eleanor felt like she was being treated like a child and wasn't happy.

Tia added, "We're definitely going to the Great Ice Plains. Vera, you can't escape it either."

"Why do I have to be included...?"

"How can I compensate you if you don't go to the Great Icefield?"

"That seems to be true... I feel like I've been saddled with you..."

"I've heard that it takes a hundred years of fate to share a boat ride. And that's us..."

Speak like a human.

"Vera, you definitely need to go too. And the purpose of going is simple: I need to investigate the movements of the Wisdom Palace. Have you brought any intelligence from the Wisdom Palace?"

Vera became slightly serious as they got down to business. She took out a thick stack of recently printed papers from her bag. Because they were well-preserved, they still had a strong smell of ink when you got close to them.