World Occult Usage Guide

Chapter 110 Marriage Vows
marry?

The next moment, Lin An felt a tightening restraint around his neck and wrists, and an invisible feeling of suffocation came over him, just like when he confronted Guy earlier.

This blonde woman is probably Nashim, the marriage law from the Six Laws of Missina!

No wonder Lin An always felt that she was the one who attracted his attention when they were at the casino.

Another inspector has arrived...

But didn't that long-haired man just say that the use of mystical arts is not allowed inside the MGM Grand Hotel?
But more importantly...

Lin An turned his head and glanced at Barry, who was watching coldly. He took out a cigarette from his sleeve and lit it.

"Barry, you betrayed me!"

“According to St. Anilov’s system, you are the real traitors.” The blonde woman said, linking her soft arm with Lin An’s. The fake Elvis, the groom, and the married couple also surrounded him. “You have to cooperate with the inspection team.”

“This is Deacon Hill Catherine,” Barry explained to Lin An, pushing through the crowd. “Next, we will complete the disposal of the Thunderbird under her guidance.”

“I didn’t expect you to actually cooperate with the inspection team,” Lin An said coldly.

This explains why the inspection team was able to obtain the Dawn Association's altered route and intercept the group precisely before they arrived at headquarters.

Barry exhaled a puff of smoke: "Deacon Efron Ruben's actions were too extreme, so the inspection team has also conducted an internal review. But his personal mistakes do not mean that we should let the Dawn Society take his place."

"why not?"

“You identify with the Dawn Society because you are all high-level mystics, and their arrival is obviously beneficial to you. The Dawn Society’s policies, like its emblem, have a major problem—their pyramidal elitism.”

Barry patted Lin An on the shoulder.

"Replacing fundamentalism with elitism is nothing more than a shift from selfishness to collectivism."

After saying that, he watched as Lin An was pulled to the other side by Hill Catherine.

Lin An had no choice but to follow her. The moment he felt any resistance, the rope around his neck and wrists tightened suddenly, and Hill and his thoughts seemed to be unilaterally linked together.

Now, even fantasies don't work.

As long as Lin An is alive, Hill can use the legality of the marriage to punish his words and actions.

Moreover, without a system, before her mental fantasies could even amplify her corruption, Lin An, completely powerless to protect himself, would likely be killed by this woman.

Marriage law...

Lin An narrowed his eyes slightly.

Marriage has different meanings in Canaanite Christianity and in the context of the Saviour Church.

The Saviour Bishop believed that the most important purpose of marriage was procreation, so as to ensure the effective inheritance of family property; while in the traditional Roman Catholic view, the Messiah sacrificed his body and blood to save mankind, and in order to preside over the holy Mass, priests must stay away from women's bodies and blood.

Therefore, Roman priests were not allowed to touch women's bodies; they had to be bachelors.

In contrast, Canaanite religion considers married life to be an important and acceptable part of life.

A man who is not married cannot serve as a rabbi in the community.

The renowned rabbi Elizabeth believed that a man should treat his wife with great passion, as she is his closest companion and can protect him from the sin of lust.

The Book of the Devout suggests that wives also need to spend time and energy on the marriage so that the man does not turn to other women.

According to marriage law, Lin An is now "bound" to Hill. Moreover, due to her marriage contract, he cannot do anything that violates the Canaanite doctrine.

For example, when Lin An fantasizes about non-clean food ingredients, the ropes around his neck and wrists immediately tighten.

Not only did they force someone to become their husband, but they also forced them to become a rabbi...

Having lost the system, Lin An stroked the invisible "Comer's" energy on his neck.

Mythical-level abilities are definitely more than this; I wonder what other effects Hill's mystical arts have.

As you move forward, the wallpaper around you changes, from opulent to dazzling neon.

Lin An suddenly realized that the wedding chapel they had just been in was not part of the MGM Grand Hotel, but rather the "Caesars Palace" next door.

Barry made sure the tour group noticed the two of them and brought Lin An here via two private elevators.

Hill swaggered back into the MGM Grand Hotel through a door. Lin An tried to plead for help with his eyes and the men in black who had caught up with him again, but they remained indifferent and stood by.

Why are you just watching? Have you also betrayed the Dawn Association?
Previously, no one stopped Lin An from taking the wrong elevator, which suggests that MGM and the Dawn Association only have a transactional or employment relationship. They are willing to switch sides at any time as long as the inspection team offers a higher price.

What a treacherous hotel!
“The owner of this land is a gambler,” Hill chuckled. “He’s an unshakeable bookmaker.”

After wandering around and returning to the casino lobby, the people who had been following Hill dispersed and blended into the crowd. Hill led Lin An to the vicinity of the bar, and the two sat on a high stool.

She put her hands on her hips, thrust her full breasts forward, and gave him a seductive smile with her red lips.

"Honey, let me briefly explain the mission objective to you—shall we drink champagne?"

Husband?!
Lin An's lips twitched as he said, "I'm very grateful. But could you please use a different form of address?"

"Hehe, we're newlyweds, don't be so cold." Lin An was about to retort when Hill plopped down on his lap. A strong, mixed scent of floral and citrus perfume almost suffocated him. Her soft, nourishing flesh pressed against his face like a pillow, silencing his voice.

She whispered in Lin An's ear, "Although the orders you received came from headquarters, they were merely the result of the president's manipulation of the foundation's senior management through lies and lobbying to obtain the votes. Thunderbird must not enter the headquarters facilities, or it will bring disaster."

"What..." Lin An tried to move his face to the side, catching his breath. "Phew, what disaster?"

"The destruction of the old order, the disintegration of the Eagle Nation. As the most powerful nation in civilized society, once it falls into chaos, it will lead to economic collapse and the displacement of humanity," Hill said. "If we don't deal with the Thunderbirds here, all of this will happen in the near future."

"That serious?" Lin An raised his eyebrows, feeling that she was talking nonsense.

Perhaps the only thing that fell apart was the infrastructure that the Canaan family had invested in in the Eagle Kingdom. Otherwise, why didn't the Dawn Association, as an official dispatched by the Congress, stop the Thunderbird?
"Hehe, Thunderbird is just the fuse," Hill said in a seductive voice. "As guardians of world peace, Saint Anilov must stop this destruction. This is our 'greater good,' my husband. So, are you ready?"

Lin An's thighs ached from being pressed down, so he tried to change his position and get her off him.

"Unfortunately, with our help, the headquarters' high-ranking officials have unknowingly grown stronger and united against us; Congress, in order to force democracy, sent the Dawn Association to check us, little did they know that this folly would ultimately destroy everything in the Eagle Nation."

"The situation wouldn't have been this urgent. A dozen days ago, the inspection team launched a second round of voting on the [Thunderbird] matter. The votes supporting killing Thunderbird should have overwhelmed the research faction of the president, but due to an accident... one less vote, resulting in a tie."

"After two rounds of voting, the president repeatedly delayed the third round of voting requested by the inspection team, using the excuse that 'there is no need to waste any more time on this.' If this continues, we will not be able to prevent [Thunderbird] from entering the foundation's headquarters facilities."

"Ladies and gentlemen, your wine."

The waiter, unfazed by the situation, brought over two wine glasses and a bottle of champagne. Hill climbed down onto Lin An's lap, who took a deep breath.

If she pressed down any further, without any magical arts, Lin An would probably suffocate from Hill's chest first.

However, upon closer contact, Lin An discovered that Hill did not have the same oppressive aura as Efron Ruben. He initially judged that her radiation level was not that high; she had simply taken the initiative and used the "Judge's" rules to control him.

Moreover, Lin An's inability to distinguish between the mysterious and the ordinary without the system's assistance allowed her to exploit the loophole.

Once the [Mysterious Encyclopedia] is fully updated, he should have a way to deal with her.

One and a half more...

Hill poured the wine leisurely, the bottle and glass clinking together with a crisp "clinking" sound. She then slid a glass of champagne down the water stains and handed it to Lin An.

"What do you want me to do?"

"Shhh."

Hill crossed her two long, beautiful legs and picked up a wine glass with her fingers.

"cheers."

Slightly puzzled, Lin An also picked up a wine glass.

The moment his fingertip touched the cold glass, a stinging sensation immediately followed, and the unusual protruding hard object caused Lin An's pupils to shrink.

When Hill pounced on him to speak, not only to conceal herself, she also subtly pressed something onto her left thumb!

Lin An quickly looked at his fingertip. High-tech bionic skin had replaced the original skin, and a barely perceptible protrusion underneath emanated a faint, icy coldness. He didn't know what it was made of, and it was almost indistinguishable from a normal thumb without careful observation.

Sensing its size, which was slightly larger than a grain of rice, Lin An frowned.

chip?

Hill sipped her champagne with satisfaction, leaving a half-moon lipstick mark on the rim of the glass, before extending her thumb and gently touching the Foundation's communication device to her ear.

She gestured for Lin An to do as she said, and the latter had no choice but to imitate her gesture, using his thumb with the chip to turn on the communication device on the side of his ear.

"Drip."

X's familiar synthesized voice came through, but unusually, this time its first step was not to ask Lin An to find the contact, but to say something completely emotionless.

"Welcome to the internal communication network, 'White Dove,' chip code T-0293. We are listing your available permissions. You currently have access to one function and can communicate with two contacts. A detailed report has been sent to your black card."

Black card?

Lin An was stunned for a moment, then took out the foundation ID card he always carried with him, pressed his thumb on the fingerprint scanner, and a completely different interface appeared.

First, the shape of a white dove flashed by, followed by a pile of new data and information.

The chip appears to be an electronic circuit encased in a glass capsule—it functions much like a contactless credit card.

When Lin An used it to activate the Foundation's device, the chip unlocked entirely new permissions.

Before Lin An could continue reading, the black card interface changed, displaying a line of text. The sender was none other than Deacon Hill Catherine, who was standing in front of him.

"You will begin your infiltration mission at 21:30 PM tomorrow night, reaching the secret space on the lowest level of the casino, and mounting the [Thunderbird] on a drone. All other preparations have been completed; simply follow my instructions."

Lin An looked up abruptly. Hill finished sending the last message and met his gaze with a smile.

"High altitudes will awaken Thunderbird's instincts. The clue that Thunder destroyed the drones makes it seem like Thunderbird broke free of control on its own, and the city of ecstasy at night is far more densely populated than New York. Death will serve as a wake-up call for the fence-sitters at headquarters to vote a third time."

The deacon put his index finger to his lips and gave Lin An a flirtatious wink.

"I will support you every step of the way, my husband."

(End of this chapter)