Chapter 907 – #197_Witches Exist (5)
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One.
Hexsenacht, who had planned everything, did not expect that the door would become inoperable as a result.
I don’t know how the Gehenna or location points that were greatly stimulated by this provocation will come out, and there is no reason to accept it from the front.
Thus, Urshira was forced into semi-forced seclusion with her concubines in a villa in Varadero, Cuba.
Showing off the greatness of witches to helpless humans was a boring task, but the situation of massaging the breasts of their concubines in a villa was even more boring than that.
But in the meantime, an interesting thing happened.
Dressed in her qipao, revealing her shapely thighs, Urshira took a bite of her opium and stared at the prophecies and interpretations her Lilith had given her.
The stinging smoke from the cigarette smoke stung her eyes for a long time, but her eyes didn’t budge at all.
The seduction given by Lilith attracted Ur Shi-ra’s attention to her.
“Ursura-sama, isn’t that the whisper of the witch who just arrived?”
“Hey, let’s go out and do some shopping.”
“But… It would be boring if Urshira-nim wasn’t with you.”
Helga, Urshira’s mistress, sits on the table in the office and complains.
Ursira replied with her signature calm and troublesome tone.
“If you’re bored, why don’t you go and play with a human, too.”
“Oh, the anti-witch protesters? However, after Priscilla-sama set her example, there were no protests.”
“Is it?”
“Yes, it was so burnt that there seemed to be no ashes left.”
If you look back at the known cause of the existence of witches, you can easily infer it, but anti-witch sentiment was rapidly spreading around the world.
At least, the countries close to Gehenna or Witch Point side tried to label her witch as a ‘hero’ and took sides, but South America had no excuse to bring it along.
It is because the cause of all these incidents was caused by Hexennacht, who looked after South America.
As a result, a large-scale anti-witch protest occurred in Mexico City not too long ago, and Priscilla, who was present in the present world to assist Urshira, extinguished the disturbance by wiping out hundreds of demonstrators with fire.
“Anyway, don’t bother Helga any more and get out.”
“Then I won’t disturb you. It would be nice if I could just look at Urshira-sama’s worried face.”
Ur Shira also laughed at Helga’s snort mixed with her charm.
When she opens her arms, Helga runs over and sits on Ur Shi-ra’s thigh.
“So what is this?”
“A prophecy about the floodgates. She said that the filthy great Witch of Creation had left a safeguard for her descendants. It’s like a higher order chain that can manipulate the behavior patterns of the homunculus.”
“Oh my gosh, really?”
Helga covered her mouth in surprise.
“I’ve been looking through it for a while, but there are no fabricated circumstances. There is no misinterpretation, and the information is raw.”
A prophecy is like a melody, so to speak magically.
The whole message becomes one melody and conveys the content.
If manipulation or misinformation is intentionally inserted, it will be evident as if you accidentally pressed one key while playing the piano.
Also, as represented by the prophecy ‘Keter does not move’, most of the prophecies asked by Lilith were quite trustworthy.
“Ah… !”
Helga was surprised again.
The first surprise was the existence of the lock itself.
The reason I was even more surprised by the slight time difference was that I was aware of Urshira’s thoughts.
“Are you sure you don’t plan to report to Hexsenacht?”
“What are you going to do with that?”
Just as perfect humans do not exist, witches based on humans do not exist either.
A group formed by imperfect beings is unlikely to be perfect.
Any group has flaws that stem from the imperfection of existence.
The flaws of Gehenna are complacent indifference, and the flaws of Hexenacht are extreme individualism.
Urshira was the same.
“It’s a pity to share this opportunity with Qliphoth…”
The ‘inundation’ that would take place when the presence of witches was revealed was an unexpected situation even for the hardliners of Hexsennacht who led this situation.
However, it was clear that the inundation was a fluke that worked in favor of the entire hardliner group.
First, the location point and Gehenna witches were tied up by flooding.
Unlike Hexennacht, which pays little attention to the destruction of the present world, Gehenna has no choice but to focus on extinguishing the damage for the sake of workplaces throughout the present world.
Second, Hexsenacht was able to exert more influence in the present world.
Anyway, only witches can deal with the homunculus.
This is the same situation as when a company that monopolized a treatment spread an epidemic.
Countries affected by Hexenacht externally criticize Urshira’s attack, but behind the scenes, they are crying out for help.
“In a situation like this, you get your hands on the ‘lock gate’…”
It is an opportunity to gain an overwhelming influence that is different from the previous one.
By restricting the activities of the homunculus, an astronomical price could be extorted from the present state.
On the other hand, in return for making the homunculus active again, you could make a deal with Hexennacht.
Sense of belonging?
Loyalty to the group you belong to?
If there is a greater benefit in front of you, you can throw it away.
“Helga, can you contact Priscilla?”
“Yes? Are you sure you want to?”
“You cannot miss this opportunity. Still, I think I might need a little helper.”
Urshira fixed her eyepatch with an ambitious smile.
“Well, something is scary, but I like it. Helga will always support Ursira-nim’s choice.”
“Being cute. Hurry up and finish contacting me. I will make you even cuter.”
“Yes!”
Her gallant reply, Helga quietly left her room to contact Priscilla.
The woman’s expression, which had been laughing lightheartedly, gradually changed to a mask-like expressionless expression as she moved away from her office in Ur Shira.
Looking around, Helga quietly took her satellite phone from her arms.
[How long has this been? Are things going well?]
“Lydia, this is Helga. We have important intelligence.”
A public society full of trickery.
The clumsy don’t survive.
2.
Lydia, the head of Solidus, has many followers and subordinates.
Among her dogs were spies.
Helga, an outcast who clings to Urshira based on her beauty world, was also Lydia’s spy who leaked information to the hardliners.
A salary thief who had not been able to get any prior information at the time of the last U.S. Fleet attack has gotten a big deal this time.
“It’s going to be fun.”
The biggest club in Bogota.
Lydia, who was grabbing her VIP room and opening a bottle of wine, put down her satellite phone and gulped down her fruit snack.
Lydia is immersed in trouble while the loud bass and EDM burst out.
Certainly, the potential value of the lock is not negligible.
It can be used in both strategy and politics, so whoever gets it will benefit greatly.
She was naturally quick to calculate her profit and loss, and was agonizing over how to connect this situation to her own interests.
“What is it?”
Asked Dorothy, who had been drinking with her.
As you can see, Lydia allowed Dorothy, her captive and hostage, quite decent conditions.
Maintaining the highest quality of slaves was the basics of a slave trader, but above all, Dorothy had a very pleasant personality.
If you noticed her profusely and tremblingly, she would have been locked up in a hotel and left unattended, but Dorothy was a good witch to have as a drinking partner.
In this world, she even shared the know-how she gained while running an arms trafficking business.
Of course.
However, she does not forget her duty as a slave trader.
Lydia was prepared to sell Dorothy without hesitation to anyone who offered a high price.
“The place to sell you has been decided.”
Dorothy’s face, which had been calm and weak, stiffened.
She asked, covering her reflexive tension with a deft mimicry.
“Yeah~? What kind of wonderful witch would have bought me? How much did she call?”
“I don’t know yet, but probably very expensive.”
Lydia laughed.
3.
“Geuk… Grrrr…”
A dark and narrow alcove.
A Latino man was twisting his body and turning his eyes white.
The sound of boiling blood was heard, and the man trembled all over and eventually died.
The man, who had been drained of all life and mana as if squeezed out, fell to the ground as a piece of meat.
The ribbon that was wrapped around the man’s body absorbed all that energy.
Like a root absorbing nutrients from the earth, it leads the energy to the red lotus flower placed on the platform.
The lotus flower, which boasted a mysterious and bloody beauty as if it were carved from bright red glass, trembled and became calm.
But there was no expected change.
This attempt, too, only added a layer of bloody smell to the narrow workshop filled with the smell of iron.
“… It looks like a beggar.”
Ea Sadalmelik swung the ribbon and threw the man away.
The body of the man who had been blown away added bulk to the mountain of corpses already piled high.
The crystallization of the evil that the cowardly witch built up to revive the apprentice witch.
The true effect of the ‘lotus flower’ derived from the red branch is in dealing with the idea of ’regeneration and restoration’.
It wasn’t enough that Ea, who had been helped by Lilith, fully recovered her hierarchy, but it was also through borrowing the power of this code that she stepped on the great stage of the 23rd hierarchy.
Abnormal growth rate.
At this rate, wouldn’t it be possible to cross one more wall? It is not strange to have such a desire.
However, the lotus flower, which was already saturated, did not accept Ea’s generous human sacrifice no matter what method was used.
Well, if it was possible to overcome the wall of the 24th hierarchy so easily, there would be only two witches in history who have stepped on that level.
Ea wrinkled her nose in dissatisfaction at the point where five hundred test subjects had died uselessly.
“Can’t you do it that way?”
-Bang!
The welcome greeting for uninvited guests was a baptism of ribbons.
Ea Sadalmelik’s trademark, now a ribbon equipped with various powers that are incomparable to before.
Crushed meat paste. Hal Lilith walked out of the wreckage calmly.
Ironically, he doesn’t even look surprised.
“I think I said I would kill you someday. Was that today?”
Ea’s eyes, which must have had the most savage and filthy impression among all her witches, were severely bent.
“Sorry to offend you, but will you change your mind after hearing all I have to say?”
“I would have said I didn’t need your help anymore.”
Lilith, who was smiling single with a half-distorted face, immediately got to the point.
Information related to locks.
And from there to the plans for related releases.
Ea’s lifelike face subtly changed.
To be precise, it is the expression of a person who is troubled.
“I will allow you to kill Duke Tiphareth, whom you hate so much, this time.”
