Strength 99999 but the Holy Sister

Seeing that Alyssa seemed not to appear again, Elsa took Adele to wander around in this space for a long time. Without finding anything else, she simply ended the dream.

The next day.

"Alessa?"

Tricia pondered the name Elsa had mentioned.

There are too many people with this name, and just a name has no reference value at all - and names can sometimes be easily changed.

"Can you describe what that person looks like?"

She asked.

"Black hair..." Aisha thought for a moment and didn't know how to describe the girl's appearance.

"I know this! Let me do it, let me do it!"

At this moment, Adele's lively voice suddenly appeared, and she transformed from the black sword into a wisp of mist floating between Aisha and Tricia, revealing her figure.

"Hey, let me pass it on to you through my thoughts. I remember it clearly—don't be on guard against me, or I won't be able to pass it on to you."

She said to Tricia.

It seemed that it was finally useful. Adele proudly held her head high and chest out, as if saying, "Look at how great I am." She summoned a small strand of telekinesis and passed it to Tricia. Tricia lowered her guard against Adele, and the strand of telekinesis passed through her mental barriers and entered her mind.

Immediately, the scene that Adele saw last night appeared in Tricia's mind, and the girl's appearance was portrayed vividly.

At first, Tricia was slightly stunned when she heard the melodious humming.

She felt vaguely familiar with the style of the song, as if long-lost memories were being triggered, but she couldn't remember anything after all. Until she saw the girl's appearance, Tricia's eyes suddenly became sharp.

She recognized Alesha's identity at a glance.

It is the "war weapon" that has now escaped the control of the Seventh Organization and escaped with the Black Nether Armor.

"Daughter of the Demon King, Her Highness the Princess of the Demon Tribe."

Tricia left her inner vision, opened her eyes, and said to Aisha.

She had participated in the siege against Alesha, and there was no way she could mistake that face.

Elsa was also a little surprised.

If you think about it carefully, she is obviously the daughter of the Demon King, but she looks no different from a human - not all demons are like this. Even the succubus who look very close to humans still have many differences in appearance from humans. The most obvious one is that as demons they have some characteristic organs, such as tails, wings, etc. This is almost a common feature of any demon.

And Alesha looks no different from a girl in her teens.

Tricia pressed, "Where did you meet her?"

"The dream world—that's what I call that place."

Elsa didn't know how to describe it, so she told Adele everything she and she knew and guessed.

"But I'm not quite sure how to get anyone in again."

Aisha spoke bluntly.

So far, only she and Adele have been in there.

……

Novi walked on the streets of the small town under the Barony of Fisher, and Ya Bo was beside her, following quietly.

"It's so quiet here, it seems like no one lives here."

Novi looked at the houses on both sides of the street. There was thick snow piled up and no one had cleaned it. She had been away from the castle for so long and hadn't seen many people.

Compared to the small town where she used to live, this place seemed too quiet and deserted.

"Maybe it's because of those vampires."

Ya Bo guessed.

"Come to think of it," Novi thought for a moment, "I feel like the vampires aren't as unreasonable as they're described in the books. At least the vampires here seem easy to get along with and polite. Ya Bo, have you ever seen a vampire before?"

"This……"

Novi's words stumped Yabo.

He has lived for fifty years, and as the steward of the Novi family, he is indeed knowledgeable. However, the Eastern Territory where the Novi family is located is not where the blood clan lives, so naturally he has never seen a blood clan - this is also the first time that Ya Bo has seen those guys called vampires with his own eyes.

Seeing that Ya Bo rarely looked embarrassed, Nuo Wei also smiled.

"I have to write this in my diary."

Novi always carries notes and diaries with her, and records what she sees, hears, thinks and feels in them at any time. Of course, most of them are stories about her travels.

Ya Bo sighed upon seeing this.

Novi has been like this since she was a child, full of curiosity about everything.

If there had been no "Witch's Curse", if the family had not encountered any misfortunes, it is foreseeable that Novi would have become an excellent magician, joined the Imperial Court Magician Corps, or entered the Magic Academy for further studies - instead of having the bumpy road like now, just to chase the illusory legend of the Witch's Society.

"Miss, we should go back."

Ya Bo said.

"Well, there's nothing to see here, so let's go back."

Novi was a little uninterested.

She had been really bored these past few days, so she went out to see what the vampire territory looked like, but she was greatly disappointed - except for the castle which was a little special, the town under the castle was no different from other human towns, it was ordinary and unremarkable.

Naturally, she lost interest in continuing to explore.

She and Ya Bo returned to the castle and met Grace head-on.

"Novi, good morning. I was just about to come look for you." Grace didn't ask where Novi had gone or what she had done after leaving the castle. She just smiled and said hello, "How did you rest last night?"

"Well, thank you very much. I slept very well last night."

After spending a few days together in the carriage, Novi and Grace have become familiar with each other and are no longer as wary as they were at the beginning.

Along the way, she heard many stories about witches from Grace that she had never known before, and recorded them all in her notes. Grace would ask her about her feelings every day and check the situation of the abyss aura in her body. Novi also knew the reason and was quite cooperative.

Of course, the things they worried about did not happen - the abyss aura in Novi's body had long disappeared, and there was no trouble along the way. Her condition was also very stable, and there were no problems.

This time too.

"The aura in my body is very stable, with no abyssal aura remaining."

After a careful examination, Grace came to a conclusion and a smile appeared on her face unconsciously.

Novi looked at Grace and couldn't help but be curious: "Sister Grace, why do you look so happy?"

The word "sister" made Grace feel a little uncomfortable.

She and Novi's mother were from the same generation. Grace, as one of the first few members of the Witch Association, was even older than most witches. However, it felt quite strange that she was called "sister" by her younger daughter.

She coughed lightly.

"Just call me Grace."

I can't call her "sister," but I can't call her "auntie," right? While age is a factor, it's too delicate psychologically.

So it’s better to just call them by their names.

"I'm happy because I see a future where we witches can escape the 'witch's curse' and pursue happiness like ordinary people."

"Is it... Miss Aisha Faris?"

Novi asked tentatively.

Aisha Faris—Grace almost always mentioned this name, which made Novi unconsciously more curious about this savior whom she had only met twice.

However, her understanding of Elsa still only remains at the point that "she is very powerful."

Grace didn't say anything else, and she didn't dare to ask too much.

"Ah."

Grace smiled and didn't deny it.

Aisha meant a lot to her - but she didn't explain it to Novi in ​​more detail.

After all, there were some things she wasn't sure about, and there was no definitive conclusion. Furthermore, Grace didn't like to tell others too much or too soon; it was her habit.

"If you have any difficulties, perhaps you can ask Aisha for some guidance."

Grace couldn't say much.

Elsa is Elsa, she is herself, and asking for help is not something you can do whenever you want - the reason why Elsa takes good care of her is mostly because of her relationship with Sofia, and Grace has always understood this.

Novi nodded, not quite understanding.

In fact, everything Grace said did not seem very real to Novi. She had little contact with Elsa and lost consciousness after using the abyss magic. Although she also knew about the "witch's curse", she had never seen it with her own eyes. Her impression of it was almost the same as that of a "terminal illness" - naturally, it lacked a sense of reality.

She could understand Grace's joy, but she couldn't empathize with her.

This suddenly made her feel a sense of disconnection - although she and Grace were both witches, compared to Grace, she was more like an unqualified imposter.

"The Witch of the Night" was actually her mother's former title.

She still has a long way to go if she wants to inherit this title, she thought.

……

Elsa's blood possessed a powerful suppressive effect against the abyssal aura. This was something Elsa and Tricia had already confirmed with Grace, though Grace's memory of the incident was hazy. This time, however, she witnessed it firsthand. Witnessing Novi's recovery from the depths of the abyssal aura, all the while recovering instantly after consuming Elsa's blood, Grace's joy and excitement were practically written on her face.

After saying goodbye to Novi, Grace returned to her room and couldn't wait to find a pile of letters.

The letters were carefully kept in an exquisite wooden box, neatly stacked one on top of the other.

However, these letters, which she once treasured, had not been opened for a long time - during that time, Grace was affected by the abyss, and she herself was unaware of the changes in herself. Looking back now, she was as paranoid as a madman at that time.

Until I met Elsa.

Otherwise, she really didn't know what unimaginable things she would do.

For this, she was grateful to Elsa, although the way Elsa had removed the aura of the abyss from her was a little difficult to describe.

"..."

Grace was silent for a long time and sighed.

She stopped daydreaming.

"It's been a while since I wrote to Sophia," Grace said, flipping through the old envelopes, feeling a mixture of emotions and yearning. "And Vivian, I wonder how they're doing now. Is life in Mallaig going well? Did your trip to the Holy City go smoothly?"

Grace took out a lot of letters.

Some of these letters were from Sophia many years ago, and some were from other witches.

She put Sophia's letter aside, folded it neatly, and picked up the other pieces of stationery.

After confirming that Novi's condition had stabilized, Grace had a new idea. She now planned to contact the witches again and ask if they were safe.

Then... tell them an exciting piece of good news. The haze that has been accompanying them like a nightmare for decades has finally been dispelled, and they, the witches, have hope of living as ordinary people again.

She found a pen and paper, but hesitated when she started writing.

In the end, she wrote nothing.

She had to ask Aisha's consent first, she thought.

Elsa is very kind. Although her personality is hard to describe, Grace believes that Elsa will never refuse to help those witches.

However, whether Elsa was willing or not, that was not a reason for Grace to make a decision on her own - taking other people's help for granted was not something Grace would do such a shameless thing.

So she made a decision in her heart that as long as Elsa was willing to help the witch, she would do anything for Elsa.

……

At the same time, the atmosphere in the holy city has been quite depressing recently.

Holy city, holy temple.

Pope Ishtar Land Wilmot sat at the head of the table and summoned several of the most respected archbishops in the holy city.

There were not many people here, only less than ten. These people were not only powerful, but also the Pope's most trusted confidants. They came here to discuss a very serious and huge change that had never been encountered in history. The importance of this matter had reached the point where "if it was leaked, the entire Holy See would be in danger." Therefore, Pope Wilmot issued an order to everyone, not allowing them to spread anything they heard today.

Such meetings have been going on for several days, and the same topic is discussed every day: the goddess seems to have encountered an accident.

A few days ago, the Saint suddenly lost the ability to sense the Goddess's presence and could not receive the Goddess's divine decree.

Pope Wilmot and Archbishop Rigato were present at the time and saw it with their own eyes.

"The Saint hasn't received a divine edict for days... If this continues, where should we, the lost and confused, go?"