Mystery: But the Witch's Path

Chapter 46 Persuading?

July 23, 1346, early morning

Having just finished her morning exercise, Vivian, her face rosy, leaned close to Altair, glanced at the bound Freya, and asked in confusion, "So you were so easily persuaded by your own servant to become an Extraordinary?"

Altair nodded helplessly at Vivian's question and said, "Let her go."

Upon hearing this, Vivian didn't immediately release Freya. Instead, she rebuked Altair, saying, "She's a problem right now. The Witch Cult is extremely hostile towards such 'special' witches. To minimize trouble, we should kill her as soon as possible."

As soon as Vivian finished speaking, she reached out and began to manipulate her spiritual power, gradually tightening the 'spider silk'. Freya, who was bound, began to cough and looked at Altair, pleading for help.

As Vivian watched Freya being strangled by spider silk, her face contorted in pain and despair, she sensed the displeasure of those around her and had no choice but to release her.

As the spider silk spread out, Freya fell to the floor like a lump of mud, making a loud noise.

Freya, who had escaped unscathed, began to gasp for breath, her usual ladylike demeanor completely gone.

Helpless, Vivian could only say seriously to Altair, "Try not to promote him in the future, I'm afraid he'll cause you trouble."

Altair could only nod to indicate that he understood.

After that, Vivian began to "educate" why the witch cult disliked female witches.

Essentially, these words are saying that the current leaders of the witch cult are all male witches who are jealous of female witches, and their doctrines are moving closer to the primordial state. Therefore, they all believe that female witches should not exist.

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After the morning's little incident, Vivian took Altair to the shopping street in the west wing after breakfast. Here, there were not only clothing stores popular with women, but also jewelry, cosmetics, and many other shops.

The shopping trips were all funded by King George III, funds that Altair had initially extracted from him but never used. Combined with recent fabricated bills, the total has now reached nearly 3000 pounds.

This amount of money would be a huge sum for an ordinary or middle-class family, but for Altair, who frequently attends banquets, it was a very small sum.

She now needs to change into a dress appropriate for her status every time she attends a banquet. The most ordinary dress costs between £80 and £150, while those adorned with jewels cost over £300.

It can only be said that in order to maintain their noble status, every nobleman spends money every single day.

Shopping always flies by, and around noon, Altair found a restaurant nearby that served Intis cuisine for lunch.

Upon entering the restaurant, Altair and his party were led by waiters into a magnificently decorated hall. The decorations around the hall exuded wealth, and the famous paintings and lifelike sculptures only added to its splendor.

Altair and Vivian randomly chose a corner and sat down, starting to choose their food from the menu given to them by the waiter.

As for Vera and the others, they left on their own after Altair and his companion sat down, and went to find a place to eat by themselves.

Vivian herself is from Intis, so she had to choose the dishes to get the "local" specialties. Looking at the menu, she said, "Beef in red wine, beet soup, creamy pan-fried cod, Olmere wine, cream soufflé..."

"Would you like any other types of food?" the waiter asked with a smile.

Vivian replied directly, "No need, that's all."

After listening to Vivian's words, the waiter finished writing the bill and said, "You are the best person I have ever met who knows how to pair Intis dishes since I started working in Loen."

After watching the waiter leave, Altair still asked curiously, "How did you discover that Freya had become an extraordinary assassin?"

Seeing Altair's inquisitive gaze, Vivian rolled her eyes at him and said calmly:

"It's very simple, it's due to its extraordinary characteristics."

"Higher sequences have this instinctive resonance with lower sequences. She was also unlucky; she had just advanced to sequence nine and hadn't stabilized yet when I discovered her. I happened to be two levels higher than her, so observing her was very easy for me."

"From what I can see now, there's no way to determine the sequence; it's just that she's unlucky."

After listening to Vivian's explanation, Altair awkwardly changed the subject and started chatting.

.......

After the waiter served lunch, Altair and Vivian began to enjoy the special dishes while listening to music.

Beef in Red Wine: A classic Intis dish where the beef is tender and flavorful after being stewed in red wine.

Olmere wine: a legendary ancient wine favored by a giant king, named after its place of origin, with a complex aroma.

Of course, this lunch did not go very smoothly mainly because of Vivian's special circumstances, as people often couldn't resist the temptation and came to disturb it.

After leaving the restaurant and getting into the carriage to go home, Vivian smiled and said to Altair, "What's wrong? Are you angry?"

Altair wasn't bothered by the teasing remark. Instead, he held Vivian's waist and said, "Not at all. In fact, I'm quite happy. After all, I can use their goddess anytime now."

Vivian whispered in Altair's ear, "Is that so? I'm waiting for you to take your revenge on them."

These words made Altair blush and glare fiercely at the witch in front of him.

He casually asked, "Has the Witch Cult assigned you any missions recently? You haven't been going home very often lately."

Vivian thought for a moment and said to Altair, "We've been preparing to cultivate consumables recently. The core of the Witch Cult is in the Republic of Intis, which has resulted in a shortage of members on Rune's side. Now that we need manpower, we can only start cultivating consumables."

"I may need your help later."

After saying that, Vivian stretched out her small feet, which were clad in long black stockings, and slipped them under Altair's skirt along her ankles.

Altair, sensing Vivian's subtle actions, instantly changed his expression, his face gradually turning red.

Vivian was not satisfied with the status quo and said in a seductive voice, "Is it okay? I'll do whatever you want with me then."

Altair felt his body getting increasingly hot, and with no other choice, he could only agree to give her some basic help.

After getting the answer she wanted, Vivian moved closer to Altair and said, "Remember to eat well later. I don't want to leave my room for the next couple of days."

After the carriage arrived home, Vivian went straight to her room, followed closely by Altair, while the rest of the group who were tidying up looked at each other in bewilderment.

As soon as Altair opened the door, Vivian reached out and pulled him inside.

As the sun set, Vivian was still sweating profusely.

Her swan-like neck emitted a high-pitched sound.

She lost her strength and fell into Altair's arms.

"I'm now infatuated with you. I think about you every single moment. It seems I can't live without you at all."

Vivian, suppressing the strange sensation in her body, held Altair's head close to her chest and said...

"Now I finally understand the meaning of the saying, 'After the ultimate pleasure comes the ultimate emptiness.'"

After they recovered, they became intimate again.

Perhaps it was because the frequency of physical intimacy was increasing.

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