Chapter 67: Miss Witch, This is Earth

"Inspector Sally?"

A call woke Sally from her contemplation, and she blinked, looking somewhat confused at the head of the conference room.

"Ah, sorry, I was lost in thought. What did you say?"

Sally's demeanor shifted noticeably, becoming more serious and less mischievous than when she was with Char.

Upon hearing this, Judge Rod, who was sitting in the main seat, pushed the box on the table forward and said, "This was found at another battle scene. According to the personal information on the back of the emblem, it should belong to you."

"According to eyewitness descriptions, the one who left this emblem behind was a tall, black-armored knight. Due to wearing a mask, the appearance couldn't be clearly seen, but the voice sounded young."

"Me?"

Selina was slightly taken aback and reached out to touch her pocket.

It was only then that she was surprised to find that her advanced inspector badge had disappeared without her knowledge.

Char?

She immediately thought of the young man who had been in close contact with her before.

If it was indeed stolen, it could only be him.

When others approached Selina, although she didn't show it on the surface, her vigilance was high, and she could detect any abnormalities at any time.

Except for Char.

This speculation coincided with what she had just been thinking about.

It had been five days since the incident with the towering tree shadow in the capital.

During these five days, besides evacuating the affected residents, they conducted a thorough search of the disaster site.

It was a major disaster that affected the entire northwest district of the city. If it weren't for the sudden divine punishment from three unknown gods at the critical moment, causing the source of the disaster to disappear, the death toll would have been at least two hundred thousand.

By then, both the stability of the situation and the economic development would suffer severe blows.

In the past few years, the Hellenic Empire had expanded wildly and fought everywhere. If the hostile nations were to learn about this, they would surely welcome it and take advantage of the situation.

Therefore, whether the one who stopped this disaster was an individual or a mysterious force, they could be considered heroes who saved the empire.

"... "

Selina silently took the badge and looked down at it.

Char, what are you up to?

Selina let out a soft sigh.

She could actually guess that Char was definitely closely related to this matter.

Why did Char look so eager to leave the Tower of Judgment when Chantia just discovered the location on the sketch?

Then, the battle erupted on Main Street.

What was even more absurd was that shortly after the battle ended, it seemed that the evil cult allowed the will of the demon god to descend into the world, seemingly rushing against time.

And up until now, Char had been missing for a full five days.

For some reason, a very strange idea suddenly emerged in Selina's mind.

Considering the chaotic event that happened at the Violet Manor that day, as well as the disappearance of her stepmother, Novala, perhaps there was some degree of connection with Char as well.

Maybe Novala was the one he kidnapped and took away.

As soon as this thought arose, Selina was startled.

At the same time, her beautiful face slightly frowned.

Why would he kidnap someone's wife?

Moreover, if these two incidents were connected, did it mean that her father, Count Violet, was one of the masterminds behind this disaster?

What were they plotting in secret?

It seemed that Judge Rod could perceive her inner conflict, and he chuckled lightly, saying, "It looks like you have some thoughts, don't you?"

Upon hearing this, several senior inspectors and knights of the judgment gazed at her simultaneously.

Selina hesitated for a moment and said, "..."

Although she suspected that Char was closely related to this matter, she didn't have any intention of revealing him.

After all, this job was arranged by her family and not something she personally wanted to pursue.

Moreover, considering her personality, it was difficult for her to develop any sense of duty or responsibility.

Having fun was the most important thing.

Although it seemed that this "fun" had now fallen upon her.

Hmph, the next time we meet, if you don't give me a good explanation, I'll step on your face with my foot!

"I know you have your own sources." Judge Rod picked up the cup of tea next to him and took a sip. "In fact, your informant who appeared on Mendon Street made a significant contribution to this disaster."

"If it weren't for his warning, which allowed the Tower of Judgment to make some preparations in advance, the casualties of this incident would have been immeasurable."

"In other words, you and that unnamed hero are the ones who deserve credit for this event."

"As for this matter, the Tower will commend you in due course. Of course, if you're willing to provide specific information about that informant, we would be grateful as well."

Judge Rod smiled and said.

Selina discreetly pursed her lips.

If you found out that the black-armored knight was actually a young inspector you personally promoted, I wonder what expression you would have.

After all, the battle on Minden Street was incredibly fierce, leaving a total of 180 bodies, most of which belonged to members of that mysterious organization.

After an investigation, it was revealed to be an assassin organization called the Night Shadows.

Their performance was remarkably brutal.

It seemed that after the last duel, that guy had become much stronger.

I wonder how he trained.

...

"What... What is this?!"

Within the sea of consciousness, Ember, manifested as the image of "Mevis," gazed at the scene before her with an expression of disbelief.

She seemed to have been subjected to an overwhelming shock, rendering her unable to speak coherently.

"Well, with that, the rough outline is complete."

Char smiled and replied.

In their previous encounter within the sea of consciousness, he had attempted to manifest scenes of his former life's house, and it had come together effortlessly. He had then allowed Miss Witch to read his memories, manifesting them into reality.

Therefore, this time, Char, with the precedent already set, was well-versed in the process.

However, even he felt a sense of astonishment at the current scene before him, which could undoubtedly be described as a "miracle."

He suppressed his excitement and nostalgia, turned his head, and complained to Ember, "By the way, with that face of yours, I can't help but want to do something to you."

Upon hearing this, Ember, manifested as "Mevis," showed a hint of human-like sorrow in her eyes. "You can do other things to me, but please don't do what you did last time..."

"Just kidding." Char waved his hand with a smile. "You've helped me a lot recently, so how could I be the kind of person who repays kindness with enmity?"

"But you seem to like this appearance, don't you?"

"It's still acceptable. As a human woman, your looks and temperament are of high quality," Ember hesitated for a moment and admitted.

Char nodded. "In that case, continue to assist me wholeheartedly like you are now. Someday in the future, I might just snatch this body and let you possess it."

"Really?" Ember's eyes lit up.

She had thought that after failing to possess Char, she would forever remain as a fragmented consciousness, surviving within Char's sea of consciousness.

But now, it seemed there might be a turning point?

"It depends on your performance." Char didn't make the promise too big. "For now, there's a challenging task I need to convey to you."

"Go ahead."

...

When Char returned from the sea of consciousness to reality, he found himself once again enjoying the comfort of Novala's lap pillow.

"You're awake?"

Novala adjusted her skirt and moved her plump buttocks backward, supporting Char's shoulder to help him sit up.

"How long did I sleep?"

Char stood up and asked.

"About... ten hours or so?"

Novala looked up at him, trying to stand up by supporting her knees but found that her legs had gone numb.

So she pitifully extended her hand and looked at Char.

Char smiled, not avoiding the situation, gently took her small hand, and helped Novala to stand up.

After experiencing that intimate moment, it would be a bit excessive to act so coyly.

Seeing this, Novala's face blushed slightly.

She hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Can... can you hug me?"

Her current expression and demeanor were like that of a girl in love.

For Novala, who had never experienced such feelings before, the sudden onset of affection made it difficult for her to sort out her emotions. As a result, some of her actions seemed a bit girlish.

Looking at the wife who was acting spoiled to him, Char sighed.

He couldn't resist.

If it weren't for his strong willpower, anyone else in his place would probably have already indulged in the realm of tenderness.

Nevertheless, he reached out and embraced Novala, her voluptuous waist giving him a sense of a mature woman.

The greatest sensation was softness.

Soft and plump.

No wonder she is the vessel of the goddess of abundance.

"So warm..." Novala murmured softly, never having been embraced like this before.

She gently rubbed against Char's chest like a kitten and closed her eyes, quietly savoring the moment.

After a tender moment, an incongruous voice suddenly sounded, "What are you two doing?!"

Selina, the goddess of abundance, appeared suddenly beside them, startling Novala.

Blushing, she left Char's embrace and tried to lower her head to look at her own toes, only to find that they were blocked by something.

"I...," Novala began.

"I've already told you, as a vessel, your mission is to mate with him and bear offspring," Selina said impatiently. "Who allowed you to play house and have this childish love affair?"

After reprimanding Novala, Selina looked deeply at Char.

It seemed that this young man still had some tricks up his sleeve.

They had initially believed that he, tainted by contamination, would become a monster driven solely by reproduction and mating. But unexpectedly, he managed to assert control through his rationality.

That contamination was enough to significantly affect the gods!

Of course, Char was unaware of Selina's thoughts. If he knew, he would surely have a few words to retort.

This little bit of darkness in your contamination, is it even worth mentioning?

I've lost count of how many times I've been tortured by orthodox darkness!

Char had long surpassed that level of pain and influence with his willpower.

Moreover, Novala personally joined in, helping him dispel the endless desires brought by the contamination of the goddess of abundance.

And he was unaware that he had inadvertently achieved the feat of "a mortal body on par with the divine."

However, this also raised Char's suspicion: "Miss Selina, why were you contaminated by that power?"

Based on his conversation with Miss Witch last time, it could be inferred that the reason for the corruption and disintegration of the goddess of abundance had nothing to do with Miss Witch.

Selina glanced at him and asked, "Do you know about that power?"

"Well, you bear Agnes's mark and aura, so you must know about such things... But I'm quite curious about how you managed to survive and earn her favor."

"Perhaps I was lucky and became the first human to go there."

Char explained vaguely.

Selina fell silent for a moment before speaking again, "Since you have been to the Abyssal Palace, then you must know that the existence of that palace is to prevent certain forces from invading the mortal realm."

Upon hearing this, Char was taken aback!

He subconsciously recalled that when he went to the Abyssal Palace for the third time, he accidentally teleported outside the palace and caught the attention of the god of wisdom.

At that time, he caught a glimpse of the fact that the Abyssal Palace seemed to be suspended at an entrance similar to a passage, with a continuous outflow of violent black mist below.

It was as if something was being sealed.

Could it be that the source of the black mist lies beneath the Abyssal Palace?

But according to the legends, isn't that black mist the innate curse carried by Miss Witch?

Char was confused.

Seeing his deep confusion, Selina didn't keep him in suspense and continued, "The details involve certain key events from ten thousand years ago, which I cannot disclose. If you really want to know, then ask Agnes."

"The only thing I can tell you is that there is a contaminating force from the depths of the earth that is continuously invading reality, and it is the main culprit behind the impending apocalypse."

"Do you remember the black mist that enveloped almost half of the northern continent?"

"Of course, human scholars call it the 'Endless Black Mist Zone.'"

Char replied.

At these words, a strange smile appeared on Selina's lips. "Endless Black Mist?"

"What if I told you that such a scale of black mist is just a trace of malevolence inadvertently leaked from the depths of the earth? What would you think?"

"A trace... of malevolence?"

Char froze.

Then, his scalp tingled.

Just a trace of malevolence could cause such a catastrophic disaster on that scale, resulting in the absence of any living beings in the Black Mist Zone except for cracked land. If it were to leak into reality on a large scale, it would undoubtedly be a catastrophe that would affect all of humanity!

"Aren't you afraid?" Selina frowned, seemingly noticing Novala's gentle embrace of Char's arm and his lack of any abnormal reaction.

"I... I just want to be with Mr. Char," Novala said nervously, looking at the goddess of abundance.

Char smiled gently at Novala, signaling her not to be nervous, then he asked, "So... is there anything else I can know now?"

Selina scrutinized Char with her gaze.

After a long while, she shook her head and said, "Although the prophecy tells me that you are crucial to the salvation, it doesn't seem like it at all."

"You are too weak."

Weak?

Char pondered for a moment and didn't argue.

However, at this moment, Char suddenly realized something.

If what she said is true, then every time he killed himself, strictly speaking, it was that power from the depths of the Earth?

This power seems to have even left the gods somewhat helpless, and even the goddess of abundance is facing a difficult situation.

But Char is different, right?

He suddenly felt that the true brilliance of the system was just revealing itself.

Just think about it, in the face of the approaching black mist, there is an existence that can endlessly die and be reborn within the black mist, constantly increasing the upper limit of strength. And with each resurrection, all the absorbed black mist from before completely disappears.

Isn't this the ultimate card, a bug-like divine beast combined with a humanoid purifier?

Realizing this, Char looked at Selina.

It seems that what she said about the key to salvation is not without reason.

So, it turns out you're not just a Potter.

Thinking of this, Char spoke up, "Ms. Selina, I may need to leave here for a while. Can you permit it?"

"No," Selina said firmly, "You're not allowed to leave until you have conceived the child of divine favor."

"But the best time to meet with Lady Agnes is in these two days."

Char pretended to have a slight headache as he spoke.

He didn't want his future child to become a tool of the gods, and it was absurd to let Novala get pregnant just like that.

Besides, to be honest, Char's legs were a bit weak right now.

Judging from what Novala inadvertently revealed just now, he had cultivated with her more than twenty times, which was beyond reasonable.

I thought I was a non-lead character.

Char thought with sorrow.

In his previous life, they always talked about heartless snake-like machines, but after being reborn, he experienced it himself.

"Then I'll allow you a three-day vacation," Selina looked at Char and said, "Don't play tricks. I've left the mark of abundance on you, and no matter where you go, I can find you."

"Unless you plan to hide in Lady Agnes's palace for the rest of your life."

"What about me?"

Novala's eyes lit up, wanting to leave with Char.

"Not you. As the vessel, you are equally weak to an absurd degree. Until the next time you two meet, stay here and cultivate magic."

"I will personally teach you."

.....

Accompanied by a familiar spatial fluctuation, the silver flames of the portal burned fiercely at the entrance of the palace.

Char stepped out of it and then walked into the palace.

Before leaving the Abundant Divine Realm, Selina had left a tree-shaped mark on him. As long as he touched the mark and called out her true name, he could teleport to the Abundant Divine Realm.

So, after returning to reality, Char didn't bother with the aftermath of that disaster.

He didn't know that he had become the mysterious hero that everyone was desperately searching for, nor did he know that many convoluted forces were secretly seeking him.

The only thought in Char's mind now was to increase his strength.

So he used the spatial teleportation wand made by Octavia without stopping, and arrived at the Abyss Palace.

As he stepped into the grand hall and looked at the scene before him, Char was somewhat stunned.

He saw Miss Witch sitting quietly with her legs crossed on a soft sofa, and below the steps beside her sat a white-haired little girl who was drinking blood from a jar.

When they sensed someone entering, the two women looked up at the same time.

"Char!"

Octavia's eyes brightened slightly. She was about to get up to greet him but felt a cold gaze lingering on her for a few seconds.

She shivered and sat back on the steps, hugging the jar of blood and continuing to drink.

I'm just a heartless bloodsucking machine.

"You're here?"

Miss Witch put down the book in her hand and stood up gently, looking at Char.

Char was momentarily stunned.

Why did he feel that there was something strange between these two?

There was a sense of a stern mother disciplining her little daughter.

And, was Miss Witch being unusually proactive today?

Unaware that he had unintentionally been defined as a "bootlicker" by Agnes, Char still greeted her respectfully, "Good afternoon, Lady Agnes."

"What... What's wrong with you?"

Agnes furrowed her brow slightly upon hearing his words.

Because Miss Witch felt that her previous attitude towards Char was somewhat cold, which made him appear like a bootlicker, she decided to show him a little more warmth.

But now it seems that it has backfired.

Seeing this, the calm expression on Miss Witch's face instantly turned cold, reminiscent of her past demeanor.

She said indifferently, "It's nothing."

Then, she slowly sat back on the sofa.

"Have you met Selina?"

After observing Char for a moment, Miss Witch spoke softly.

Based on Octavia's description earlier, she had a rough idea that Char had just been to the realm of the Abundant Goddess.

And the reason for that was the marks left by several deities on him.

"Yes," Char nodded, "She also asked me to inquire about the matter of the Abyssal Pollution."

There were too many doubts in his mind.

One of the most puzzling aspects was why Miss Witch, if she wasn't the source of the curse, would refer to herself as a "sinner" and be sealed here?

And why did she absorb so much black mist without any apparent effects?

There were many similar mysteries, but those beings seemed to enjoy being enigmatic.

Upon hearing this, Miss Witch silently looked at Char for a while.

"You... are quite special," she said softly after a moment, "Ever since our second meeting, when I learned about your ability to dispel the black mist, I became aware."

"Perhaps, the revelation you mentioned, that came from the dream, was not false..."

The revelation from the dream?

Char subconsciously recalled the reason he made up when he met Miss Witch for the second time.

He claimed that he had come to save her based on a revelation from a dream.

Now it seems that she has somewhat believed what he said from the very beginning?

"Why were you sealed here, Your Excellency?"

Char pondered for a moment and asked.

"This is my atonement, and also my destined mission," Miss Witch closed her eyes and said softly, as if recalling certain unpleasant memories.

After a brief silence, Char patiently waited without interrupting Miss Witch's thoughts.

After a while, she opened her eyes again and said softly, "Selina was right. You are too weak now, and you don't even have the ability to know all the secrets."

"I..." Char took a deep breath, about to refute, but was interrupted by Agnes.

"It's not that I underestimate you. You have to believe me, believe in this," she stared directly at Char with clear eyes, "Just knowing this matter itself would lead to mental breakdown."

"This involves a covenant related to the gods from ten thousand years ago, and it carries unimaginable secrecy imposed by the deities. Even a slight understanding of the truth would attract their attention."

"It not only includes the deities you believe in on the Northern Continent but also many hidden existences."

"So... I'm sorry."

Unprecedentedly, Miss Witch actually said these words to Char.

What could Char say in response?

Any resentment in his heart vanished into thin air.

It was the first time Miss Witch showed such an attitude when talking to him, and just based on that, Char felt somewhat surprised and favored.

In the end, it was because of his own weakness.

Although he had now advanced to the Totem Knight, just one realm away from the ranks of the King Knight and Divine Mage, he was still far from being on par with the lofty gods.

So Char let out a sigh and said softly, "It's my fault."

At this moment, Octavia, who had been eavesdropping from the side, was stunned.

This terrifying existence... actually apologized to this guy Char?

What kind of situation is this?

Should I treat him a little better in the future?

Thinking of this, Octavia unintentionally revealed a somewhat pleasing smile in response to Char's questioning gaze, but then quickly reacted and her expression stiffened.

Damn it, I, a noble vampire, have fallen to this kind of situation!

Octavia drank from her blood vial in frustration, turning her grief into strength.

"By the way," Miss Witch seemed unwilling to continue the previous topic, "When you left last time, you said you would show me a miracle."

"What kind of miracle is that?" Agnes asked softly.

Char smiled gently and said, "Would you like to see it?"

Agnes nodded gently.

So Char thought for a moment and asked, "You should be able to split a consciousness and enter my mental space like an Formless Demon, right?"

"I can," Miss Witch didn't hesitate and nodded.

If an Formless Demon could do it, there was no reason she couldn't.

In the horrified gaze of Octavia, Char walked up the stairs slowly, slightly bowing and extending a hand towards Miss Witch on the sofa.

It was like inviting a dance partner.

Miss Witch quietly watched him for a while, then raised her fair and delicate hand, gently placing it in his palm.

Their consciousness merged together.

...

When Agnes opened her eyes, she found herself in a deep and profound space.

She looked around and her gaze involuntarily moved downward.

Then, her pupils contracted!

At this moment, she seemed to be floating high in the sky like a deity, with a blazing sun hanging in the clouds not far away.

But these are not the main points.

The focus is that where the sunlight shines, the outline of a city slowly emerges.

It is a vast city that extends beyond the boundaries of sight, a bustling city constructed of reinforced concrete high-rises.

Roads crisscross like a spider's web, with countless vehicles and pedestrians flowing incessantly, and towering buildings comparable to the Tower of Judgment and the Mage Tower can be seen everywhere.

This is an unprecedented city.

It is also a marvelous sight that Miss Witch has never seen before.

Even as a deity, she is deeply shocked by this miraculous scene before her.

Her chest rises and falls rapidly, her breathing becoming somewhat rapid.

This scene in front of her seems to herald the beginning of an unprecedented world unfolding before her.

She feels a rare sense of tension, gently clutching the edge of her long dress with both hands.

She can't remember the last time she felt this way.

Agnes silently reflects.

Just then, a cheerful voice suddenly comes from beside her.

"Although there are still countless details to be filled in, I think that during the course of showing you around here, it will be enough for me to complete them."

"The Sea of Consciousness is truly a wonderful place. The best part is that it can turn everything into illusory reality."

"In any case... Lady Agnes, welcome to my homeland."

Welcome to Earth in the 21st century.