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Chapter 11 Mr. Witch is very tangled

Every gift given by fate has a price secretly marked on it.

Maybe Triss didn't know this sentence, but he, who was already at Sequence Seven, had this truth engraved in her instincts through all he had experienced after becoming an Extraordinary.

No one will help you without any reason. Giving more than you get in return often only means that the other party can gain more.

Looking at Triss's seductive eyes, the black cat suddenly stood up, flicked out its front paws, and said helplessly:

"It's not impossible to tell you, but before that, I think you should know that if you don't know anything, we are just trading. Maybe I will get a 'favor' by giving you more than what I paid, and it is limited to

Let you do something that does not touch your fundamental interests when necessary. Although there are some risks, once it is completed, you will no longer owe me anything.

But once you know the reason, you are no longer a chess piece that can leave the chessboard after a game. Whether you are willing or not, you will continue to be pulled into new chessboards, again and again, before you die completely.

Risk your own life.

So, are you sure you want to know the reason?"

"Gudong..."

Triss swallowed involuntarily, and suddenly regretted asking too many questions. If she hadn't asked about the damn "gift" before, wouldn't she have to face such a choice now?

Looking at the black cat's burning gaze, Triss felt her heart twitch violently.

Is it as a chess piece, placed on the chessboard without realizing it when it is supposed to play a role, and quietly exits the game at the end, or is it better to understand everything and then bear the risks that only chess players should take?

He is just a Sequence Seven!

In such a casual conversation about the true God, what qualifications does he have to be a chess player?

Seeing Triss fall silent, the black cat did not mean to urge, but kept scratching at the box containing extraordinary materials. It did not stop until a one-eyed pattern with an ∞ symbol as a pupil was carved on it.

, it doesn’t matter:

"You don't have to rush to respond. We still have a long time to get along."

"..." Triss took a few deep breaths to calm down her emotions. She really needed to think about it carefully.

But when she looked at the little kitten in front of her and the box that was several times larger than its body, she suddenly remembered the purpose of her preparations and said:

"How do you plan to take your things away? Do you need me to give you a ride?"

"Just help me seal the room." The black cat rolled his eyes at Triss, then assumed a praying posture and recited in ancient Hermes:

"A traveler from far away time and space;"

“You are a contradictory spiral of logic and wisdom;”

"You are the reflection of knowledge, the backside of truth."

“Your faithful servant begs your attention;”

"I beg you to accept his offering;"

"I pray that you will open the gates of your kingdom."

This ancient mantra echoed in the spiritual wall that Triss reopened, slowly building up a violent wind.

"No spiritual materials were used?" Triss's witch potion gave her a lot of ritual knowledge. It was precisely because of this that she immediately discovered that this was a sacrificial ritual, and at the same time she also realized what exactly this sacrificial ritual was.

How incomplete.

There are no candles to represent oneself and the gods, no sacrifices to please the gods, and no spiritual materials used to communicate with the kingdom of God.

Apart from the three-part venerable name that represents the person of the true god, the only thing that serves as a lock is the one-eyed symbol with ∞ as the pupil.

But such a simple ritual has already begun to work.

As she watched in stunned silence, an illusory door made of white clouds appeared beside her bed. On top of the door was the symbol of the one-eye with double pupils.

Squeak——

There was obviously no actual sound, but Triss seemed to hear the sound of the ancient door opening. The illusory cloud door slowly opened, revealing the indescribable vast sea of ​​clouds behind the door.

"Don't be dazed, put the box in!" The black cat suddenly turned around and glared at Triss. Triss suddenly felt a little paralyzed, but intimidated by the terrifying coercion coming from the cloud door, she still instinctively held it with both hands.

He picked up the box and handed it to the door.

A suction force suddenly appeared at this moment, and then disappeared quietly, and the only change in the room was that the box had disappeared without a trace.

The door made of clouds and mist quietly dispersed, and Triss finally took a breath.

"Ignoring so many conditions, but still completing the sacrifice, and just to transport the raw materials for a mere bottle of Sequence Nine potion, this cat...or the person behind this cat, I'm afraid it's a treat

The favored one of God with great favor.”

At this time, Triss had no doubt that there was a "true god" behind this cat. Even if it was not a true god, someone who could afford the three-stage honorific name must be a great being close to the status of a true god.

Seeing Triss's fearful expression, the black cat showed a humane smile, took a few steps to the window sill, turned around and said:

"The deal is done. If anything happens, I will come to you again. As for you, if anything happens, you can pray to our Lord."

After that, the black cat jumped off the window sill and got into the shadow of the city.

"Do you want to pray?" Triss recalled the honorable name that the black cat told him, slightly in a trance. He did not set any flags such as "Even if I, Triss, die, I will die outside..." because he knew very well.

, he doesn’t pray now just because he hasn’t encountered a crisis where he has to pray.

Rather than sliding into the abyss in the future, dying immediately is the most unacceptable thing.



In the guest room on the second floor of the Fragrant Tree Hotel in Tingen City, Snow endured the whispers echoing in his head and opened the door of summoning.

Thanks to the nearly unlimited spiritual output of Yi Chi Zhi Hui, he can have the luxury of maintaining all skills whose instantaneous output does not exceed a quarter of his total spiritual energy for a long time.

Although most of the time, in order to ensure that he can activate the "stealth concept" at any time to avoid active detection by certain audience channels, he still has enough room to open the summoning door like this.

In fact, if he wanted to, he could even use the Summoning Gate as a teleportation skill. The only problem was that Lily did not have enough spirituality to actively open the Summoning Gate.

But now, spirituality has arrived.

Snow opened the box and began to use the teapot and water cup in the hotel to mix the potion. A bottle of black potion as brilliant as the starry sky appeared in the cup, and Lily's figure also appeared outside the window.

"My time calculation ability seems to have improved again." Snow chuckled and lifted the consciousness attached to Lily's body, and handed the cup of potion in front of her -

"Drink, this is Meow's fate."


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