Huh? Are they all real?.

The girl was so anxious she didn't know what to say.

The witch smiled and placed the potion in her palm.

“You are different from me, girl from another world. You can’t stay away from reality for too long, so I have to send you back.”

The world has returned to normal.

A commotion started in my ears.

The girl stared blankly at everything around her and the witch in front of her.

After a long while, she finally opened her mouth and said:

Was that just a coincidence?

The witch did not answer. She simply said:

"Then it's a pleasure to cooperate, girl from another world. I'll provide the potion and the necessary protection; you help me find him."

The witch from the abyss had her soul redeemed; she lived for the saints' dreams, and for herself.

Chapter 39 On the Eve of the Opening

The girl knew she couldn't escape, so she could only force a smile:

"It's a pleasure doing business with you, Witch."

"Don't worry, child, I'm very patient. After all, I've been searching for countless generations."

Haha, I hope you're really patient; I don't want to die young.

I'll go back and ask that big shot from the first batch; he might know some specific information about this person.

Because the understanding of high-sequence individuals is merely that they have transcended mortals and are approaching divinity.

So the girl really didn't dare to ask the witch any questions. She planned to ask Moen later if he knew who this self-proclaimed witch was.

"You seem to want to go to the Lionheart territory?"

"Yes, what do you mean?"

"Let me take you there."

"You...you're planning to stay with me the whole time?"

The girl couldn't help but swallow hard; the pressure was probably too much for her.

"No, I have my own things to do. I'm just seeing you off. I might not even be in this country anymore after I've seen you off."

"Oh? How can I contact you?"

It wouldn't be you who comes to me on your own initiative, that would put too much pressure on me!

"You can pray to me, girl from another world."

"pray?"

"Yes, you can pray to me."

"You just said you might be leaving the country, so even from this far away, you can hear my prayers?"

The girl's eyes widened further and further.

The blind monk finally spotted the flower spot.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Are you a goddess?!"

The girl was truly stunned.

The witch gently shook her head and said:

"I am just a witch, child."

As the two were talking, they disappeared from their original spot and reappeared outside the Lion Family's main city, Stone Fortress.

It was also at this moment.

The three shadows beside the jester all turned their heads to look in the same direction.

The witch looked over as well.

After a moment of silence.

The brief standoff ended with the shadows disappearing amidst sneers.

The witch frowned slightly and said:

"Child, do not go near the Stone Fortress."

"Of course I won't go near Stonehold; there are too many Lionheart guards and knights there."

The girl did not yet understand the seriousness of the situation.

The witch didn't say much; it's better for the lower sequence to know as little as possible.

She simply patted the girl's head gently and said:

"Born from the abyss, saved through sacrifice."

"The abandoned child of profound darkness, the agent of eternal redemption."

"A companion to those who slay the abyss."

“Child, remember, this is the prayer addressed to me. Please, please don’t mispronounce it! If the prayer is wrong, no one will know what it will mean.”

The girl swallowed her saliva with increasing difficulty.

She had heard of this knowledge before, but she didn't expect to put it into practice so soon.

"Don't worry, I'm confident in my memory!"

"Then I'll be going. And, child, you must remember, never go near Stonecastle."

The witch mentioned this for the second time, and the demon incident a while ago was so strange.

The girl couldn't help but ask:

"Has the Lion family done something terrible?"

The witch didn't answer directly, but instead said something meaningful:

"Child, just remember not to get close. Don't get involved. Everything else will become clear as time goes on."

"However, you might be able to see the clowns' comical performance at the very end."

The girl tried very hard to keep up with the witch's train of thought, but in the end she gave up and said:

"I still don't understand what you're saying."

The witch said nothing more; she had vanished from the girl's sight.

Looking at the empty space in front of him.

The girl sighed and headed towards the last few places Moen had requested.

If we finish that expert's task a week in advance, we can probably ask him if he has any relevant information.

-

Outside the shipyard of Qazadoom, the capital city of the South, neither Boris nor Potter, who had just arrived, noticed that two girls had disappeared right in front of them.

They simply gazed in awe at the magnificent city.

Qazadoom was not originally the main city of House Westeros; it was a large city that the Lord of the South built himself after he came to power.

Even Mirror Lake outside Qazadoom was renamed by the Grand Duke.

Mirror Lake was originally called Glass Lake.

It must be said that the new name of the Grand Duke is indeed more elegant and appropriate.

The Qazadoom itself is also an extremely rare work of art.

Because the other major cities are either built on mountains or located on large plains.

As for Qazadoom, she hollowed out a mountain!

It seems more like a work of dwarfs than a human city.

But instead of the dwarfs' ruggedness, they were full of agility and beauty.

It even achieved all of these things without losing its grandeur.

"Indeed, seeing is believing! Don't you agree, sir?"

Even the usually gloomy Polis golden eagle surprisingly expressed its agreement.

Dying in a place like this is quite fitting!

-

Deep within the inner city of Qazadoom, almost all the powerful nobles of the Southern Territory had gathered.

Of course, we're not discussing the two individuals, Polis and Porter.

Putting aside the fact that the vice speaker clearly informed Polis that he was there for unemployment and political asylum.

Even if the vice-speaker hadn't given this order, the nobles of the Southern Territory wouldn't have made such a show of it for two minor figures.

A golden eagle and a silver owl are really nothing in the Southern Territory.

They have gathered here simply because a prophetic demigod has sent them a gift.

"So, this is the gift that's related to my master?"

After one of the southern lords spoke, he shook his head and continued:

"Although he's a demigod and a prophet, is this thing really reliable? As far as I know, he didn't come to us; he came to us on his own initiative, right?"

After the Grand Duke's death, the Westeros family had no other bloodlines.

Therefore, the southern region has always been governed by feudal lords through a parliamentary system.

As the capital of the Southern Territory, Qazadoom was maintained by the Grand Duke's guardian knights.

The tall, imposing knight stood beside the Grand Duke's throne and addressed his many colleagues:

“He did come to me of his own accord, Lady Marenser. However, both of his previous prophecies have been fulfilled.”

"Therefore, I have come to you all for the third point that he mentioned is of utmost importance."

A month ago, a prophet delivered two prophecies and a clock containing the last prophecy in the form of a spirit messenger.

They claimed that this was closely related to their owner.

Now, both prophecies that foretold the appearance of demons and the collapse of the Lu family have been confirmed.

So when the delay timer for the last prophecy is about to open.

He summoned the lords of the southern border.

Of course, the main group was just a group of agents.

As the bells, representing noon, rang.

The clock displaying the third prophecy also turned on amidst the tinkling of the hour.

All the lords of the southern border present couldn't help but look over.

The prophecy was brief, consisting of only one sentence: Two intruders will bring about the beginning of change.

Chapter 40 Using Mystic Code Against Ghosts

Having left the Chamber of Commerce and received the weapon from Mr. Potter, Moen did not move any further.

He found a hotel and stayed there.

Moen counted his current assets, which, apart from Mr. Potter's weapons, consisted of the three hundred gold pounds that the Chamber of Commerce had given him as an extra payment.

As for the sponsorships previously received from Mr. Potter, they are basically gone now.

Three hundred pounds of gold, I feel like that's enough for me to live on for a long time.