I'm really a serious wizard.

Chapter 92: Grand Duke Winter is also a Witch
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It turns out to be like this!
At this moment, Miss Witch felt like a goldfish in a bathtub, being watched closely by an eye, with every move she made visible.

Stewart Viking, the head of the consortium behind the alchemical creation, undoubtedly knew everything about her. He was like a writer with a bad taste, constantly manipulating her life.

Her fingers clenched into fists, and a cold look flashed in the witch's eyes.

Being desecrated like this and having one's fate played with so wantonly is definitely enough to cause hatred that will be engraved in one's heart.

Someone in the book?

She laughed at herself and then had a vague understanding.

For Miss Witch, the most terrifying thing at this moment is not being a dog for the consortium after the defeat, nor being arranged to have his memory modified like the characters in the book.

But I have no knowledge of everything and even the source of all this.

Wisdom begins with cognition and ends with answers.

So what is the price?
To exert such ability would have very large limitations, and would inevitably require some harsh conditions. And since he told me so easily, he must be confident and have the ability to correct everything.

The witch lady's face was solemn, showing no anxiety or nervousness. She chuckled and said:
"Heh, you want Isabella's offspring to be dogs for the consortium~"

"Then let's wait and see."

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"You mean to say that Wintershire has been destroyed, and all this is just a facade?"

The clock hands had already pointed to three in the morning, but the lights in the president's office were still on.

After Ron reported what he had seen and heard, as well as his own wild guesses, he couldn't help but glance around the office.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart that this office had almost become his own, and he would stay here for a long time every time he came to work.

Of course, I report my work face to face, not mouth to mouth under the table.
The young man muttered to himself and rubbed his head which was swollen due to excessive consumption of magic power.

"That's simply impossible! This is Winter County, covering 8.3 square kilometers, not some unknown border town!"

The black-haired woman crossed her arms over her chest and disagreed with the third-level investigator's opinion.

The Kingdom of Oran occupied this continent for more than 1,300 years and had a total of 48 provinces of varying sizes.

Winter County is one of them, but due to the habit of oral naming, it still retains its ancient name.

"Although Winter is a remote area with a harsh environment and is located close to the polar sea, it's not something that can be eliminated just like that."

Her amber eyes were full of seriousness as Olivia tried to convince her subordinates with her wisdom.

Amber and Mr. Harden, who served as "witnesses", were sitting on the sofa. The silly girl was frightened by the thrilling night and was being comforted by Mr. Harden, who was also a winter man.

From time to time, she could hear an angry female voice in her ears, but Amber was not interested in it at all, because the contradictory memories pointed out by Ron made her think about the philosophy of life.

If the parents in her memory are not her biological parents, then could her biological parents be a wealthy family?

"Ms. Olivia, how do you explain Miss Amber's situation?"

Glancing at the young woman who had come to the capital to make a living, Ron didn't give his leader any face. The slender black-haired woman's chest heaved as he challenged her. Seeing this, Ron couldn't help but sigh. It was a pity not to use such a large chest to break rocks.

Regarding the situation in Wintershire, there are currently two main speculations. The first one is as Ron said, but it also has many loopholes.

Excluding Mr. Harden and Amber as evidence, the news of the Winter Rebellion sent by the branch a few days ago is enough to show that Ron's investigation direction is wrong.

After hearing Olivia's explanation and seeing the photos of the scene and the report on the current situation of Winter County that she handed over, the blond boy fell into silence, which was rare.

"I personally observed it and found that Winter was indeed just a rebellion. There was no sign of massacre or forced labor by the consortium."

Olivia held her cheek with one hand, and her beautiful fox eyes seemed to be smiling, as if to say.
Finally, this time I’m on top, you keep talking nonsense, the more stubborn you are, the more excited I get!

Have you seen it in person?

"President, what do you mean by seeing it in person?" The blond boy was stunned. He didn't expect the legendary speed to be so terrifying. How long has it been since you ran to the border of the empire?
"What are you thinking?" The black-haired woman rolled her eyes. "Stardust will have a 'watchtower' dedicated to observing the entire kingdom."

Having said this, noticing Ron's curious gaze, she added:

"It's also a cursed object, called 'Squint'. It's a spherical creature covered in eyes. Simply connect its tentacle nerves to the back of its head to share vision."

"The conditions for use are that you don't use it to look at yourself, and don't use it for more than three minutes."

Ron nodded, but his keen sense of evil still made him feel uneasy.

Since nothing happened, why would Mr. Chaser attack me with the alchemical creation? No, he wanted to snatch Mr. Harden.

Even if I kill all the werewolves, he will still jump out without any guards.

Ron didn't think that Mr. Charles was willing to devote himself to the consortium until his death. Wouldn't it be better for such a rich man to just hide behind and leave the death to his subordinates?

The boy raised his question, and this time it was Olivia's turn to remain silent.

"You ask me, who should I ask?" Even though she had no evidence, she was so confident.

Hearing this, Ron's brain turned quickly and changed his perspective, "President, who is the leader of the Winter Rebellion?"

He had been puzzled by this question for a long time. Although the Kingdom of Oran was a little worse, the feudal nobles who had run the country for generations were no pushovers. How could they be overthrown so easily?
"Who else could it be?"

"The only rebel group capable of inciting rebellion in the kingdom is the mysterious society led by the Azure Witch. Since they were able to launch a rebellion in such a short period of time, it means that their base is in Winter."

"Tsk~ 'Winter' complements that witch's abilities perfectly. I should have thought of that earlier!"

Olivia spat, then suddenly froze in the motion of crossing her legs.

She frowned and thought carefully, always feeling that the witch's presence was too strong.

Why is she everywhere?
"So your men are rebelling, and why did you, the leader, run to the capital?" Ron frowned, somewhat confused.

But at this moment, Mr. Harden's resolute face suddenly became solemn. He stood up and said in a deep voice:
"Are you discussing the 'Duke of Winter' who led our rebellion?"

"Our Grand Duke is also a 'witch'. She appeared out of nowhere to bring justice to evil and bravely fight against injustice."

Wait, wait, wait, why do what you said sound so familiar?
(End of this chapter)