Mystery: The Witch and the Calamity

A light blue flame was burning in the palm of Louise's hand, as if she was destroying something. After listening to the report from the maid lady, she thought for a while, and then she simply refused:

"Reply to Miss Audrey, just say that I have other arrangements tomorrow, and I'm sorry that I won't be able to attend the appointment."

"Okay, miss." Sophia bowed and agreed, then left the room and closed the door.

When the flame in the palm was completely extinguished, Louise pulled the corner of her mouth unnaturally, thinking, "Roselle Memorial Exhibition?"

"You know, Bernadette will participate in the whole process of tomorrow's Roselle Memorial Exhibition, and she just tested herself in a dream, how stupid I am to take the initiative to hit her muzzle..."

"What's more, I do have more important things to do tomorrow."

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The next day, the Roselle Memorial Exhibition opened as scheduled, and the "Church of the God of Steam and Machinery" was not involved with the "Devil Dog", so it even dispatched a fully armed "Mechanical Heart" team to ensure the exhibition's success. went well.

And Louise went out alone, and came to a completely strange and empty place.

However, here is an old acquaintance of hers, the "Shepherd" Mr. A, the envoy of the "Aurora Society".

"What are you looking for me for? You won't be attacking the 'Nighthawks' so soon, right?" Louise looked at the surrounding environment with a relaxed expression, and asked.

Mr. A glanced at her, and answered an irrelevant question:

"There's only the two of us here, there's no need to try."

Louise was startled for a moment, then moved her fingertips slightly, retracting the invisible thread that had just been scattered, her expression was calm, as if nothing had happened, but she was also sure of one thing:

"Mr. A possesses the extraordinary characteristics of a "Witch of Pain"."

"Then let's talk about business." She said bluntly: "I shirked an important invitation, so I took the time to meet you."

"Follow me." Mr. A said flatly, then turned and walked towards the house in front of him.

Louise was a little surprised. Through the test just now, she has basically inspected the entire house in front of her. There is no one in it, and it should have been abandoned for a long time... Could it be that there is a hidden dark room inside?

Associating with lunatics from the "Aurora Society", she cannot be careless.

Taking a deep breath, he stepped into the house, the light was suddenly dimmed, and the furnishings in the hall were very simple... Finding that Mr. A had already walked to the second floor by himself, Louise had no time to look, so she followed closely go up.

Passing through the corridor on the second floor, and pushing open a wooden door, Mr. A averted his sight, allowing Louise to see the furnishings in the room.

There is no furniture, it is empty, and there are only two "people"... no, it should be said to be one person, one statue.

And Louise, who saw this scene, was almost scared out of her wits, and almost turned around and ran away, because the statue was embedded in the wall, and the image was a figure hanging upside down, which was impressively the statue of the "true creator".

Fortunately, Klein reminded me in time, I didn't carry the magical item of "Rose Bishop" with me, otherwise I would probably be buried here... Louise felt a little thankful, and then she turned her gaze to the "True Creator" ", with his back facing his "person".

Looking at the back image is a man, he is wearing a simple linen robe, with long silver-white hair, turned around, revealing a beautiful face with soft features, eyes indifferent, as if out of focus, and even the whole body People don't seem to exist.

Louise's body couldn't help but began to tremble slightly, her back was straightened, her hands were clenched into fists, and she seemed to have forgotten to breathe.

"You know me." The man said, his tone was flat and straightforward, without the slightest wave.

Louise didn't dare to take any chances. She bowed deeply, made her voice as stable as possible, and said humbly:

"Your Excellency Ouroreus."

She bent down, and as far as she could see was the floor covered with thin dust, but she didn't dare to make any movements at all, as if time was suspended at this moment.

I don't know how long it took, until a voice came from my ear:

"come in."

Relieved, Louise stood up and raised her left foot to enter the room that was so close in front of her, but it seemed that she was stepping into an abyss.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the moment she entered the room, she felt that the light in front of her eyes dimmed for a moment, and then returned to normal.

"Has Chik recovered yet?" Ulorius said lightly.

This question is very abrupt and unreasonable. If it was normal, Louise would definitely complain in her heart, but at this moment, she didn't even dare to make more mental activities, so she could only answer respectfully:

"I have no idea."

Ouroreus didn't respond. He stretched out his right index finger, and with a flash of light on his fingertips, he condensed a spell out of thin air, flew towards Louise, and ordered:

"Beware of the fluctuations of fate."

Louise didn't dare to observe carefully, and didn't dare to ask more questions, but carefully put away the charm floating in front of her eyes, and bowed in response:

"Follow your will."

Then, Herorius' plain voice sounded in her ear:

"Go."

Louise felt amnesty in her heart, and slowly left the room without saying a word.

When she came to the outside world, the breeze blew, and the clothes on her back were already soaked in sweat, and they were tightly attached to her skin, outlining a sinuous curve.

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"Master Ulorius, Louise is..."

Mr. A couldn't understand the conversation between the two just now, and the purpose of asking Louise to come here today has not been completed, so he simply sent her away. He tried to remind him, but was interrupted midway.

Ouroreus looked at the place where Louise was standing just now, and said flatly:

"The 'Witch Sect' are a bunch of fools."

What do you mean by this...Mr. A's mind is full of question marks, he asked hesitantly: "Cooperation with the 'Witch Sect'?"

"Continue." Ouroreus simply gave the answer, and added in a rare way:

"She is the favored one of the night."

Blessed One of the Night...Mr. A almost showed shock on his face, isn't Louise a member of the "Witch Sect"? Why did you suddenly become the favored person of the night? Didn't you hear that the "Church of the Night" has the habit of cultivating "witches"? And she even invited me to hunt "Nighthawks" two days ago!

"Then we..." he asked.

Ouroreus habitually replied in advance: "My lord and the night are not enemies."

Mr. A bowed to answer, but when he raised his head, he found that Ouroreus and the statue in front of him had completely disappeared, and even the depression on the wall had been restored, as if nothing had happened.

He thought silently for a while, and then he spread his hands, and a transparent book emerged, opened the pages, and recited:

"I came, I saw, I recorded."

After that, his figure disappeared instantly, and the whole house became empty, as if no one had ever visited here.