The half-moon-shaped pendant was tinged with blood, as if accompanied by chaotic murmurs.
"Thank you for your protection..."
A look of pain appeared on the face of the witch leader, but she quickly recovered and ended her prayer.
She stroked the pendant around her neck, with a smile on her face.
With the protection of the secret existence ‘Mingyue’, not even the ‘Earl of Green Forest’ could divine her.
She is safe!
The witch leader stood up and came to the secret room next to her.
There was nothing in the secret room except for a floor-to-ceiling mirror covered with black cloth.
After lifting the black cloth, the witch leader smeared a bottle of blood on it, and the mirror suddenly became darker.
Gradually, two figures emerged in the mirror.
"Didn't I say that we should minimize contact? Once there are too many contacts, the occult factors in us will gather... maybe if one is found, the other two will be divined!"
The Archbishop of the Blood Cup, dressed in blood-red robes, frowned and said.
"According to divine revelation... our enemies are quite good at divination, even to the point of being terrifying."
Friend, the leader of the Gourmet Association, also said.
"Two gentlemen, you are lacking in candidness." The witch leader frowned dissatisfied: "Why didn't anyone tell me that you have secretly reported that organization... although the results were very bad."
"It seems... the 'Sisters of Witches' still have a secret base in Pulmouth."
A bloodthirsty smile appeared on the face of the Blood Cup Archbishop: "But why didn't you deal with those two traitors?"
"Heh... my skills are far superior to yours." The witch leader smiled and said: "Every 'witch' has to go through a ritual before entering the sisterhood... Well, they thought it was just a normal and common ritual, but... I don’t know, when their names were left in the Book of Witches, they left me the medium of the curse!”
"Before, those two sisters were protected by the Temple of Knowledge, but I wasn't sure yet... But now... I will use black magic to let them know the price of betraying the Sisterhood!"
A ferocious look suddenly appeared on her pretty face.
"We are looking forward to..." Flanders was silent for a moment, and suddenly said: "Besides...what other information is there?"
"Today, a strange fairy tale appeared in Pulmouth... It may be a high-level pollution, and the content is very concerning... The 'witch' is also good at divination. I have a vague feeling that this matter is not good for us. "
The leader of witches said: "You should know something about it, right? The fairy tale of 'The Count and the Three Thieves'?"
"I know." Flanders and the Archbishop of the Blood Cup looked serious: "This may involve prophecies or curses... To be on the safe side, we all performed a ritual to pray for Si Sui's protection."
"Under Si Sui's glory, all plans can only be reduced to nothing!"
The three of them had no doubts about Si Sui's power.
…
Pulmouth.
In the suite.
"Huh? The gears of fate have just begun to turn, but the by-products of 'Thinking Alchemy' have already come out?"
Aaron, who was meditating, sensed something and exited the meditative state.
His expression was slightly excited, and he stretched out his hand towards the void.
The pure white 'furnace fire' burned fiercely, and a large amount of spirituality was consumed.
A somewhat illusory item emerged from the ocean of subconsciousness and from the dreams of countless people...
It is a clay pot that looks gray and unremarkable on the surface, with dark green patterns on the surface that look like children's graffiti.
After Aaron exported his spirituality, it changed from illusion to reality, and finally fell on the carpet with a clatter.
"In the story, the lord's treasure is the endless clay pot?"
Aaron was slightly excited: "I didn't invest any materials, but I twisted a legendary item into reality... This is 'thinking alchemy'! Or just call it 'fantasy alchemy'..."
The ability of the 'caster' made it easy for Aaron to obtain information about this 'trick'.
It is born from illusion, so it has no pollution or negative effects.
And the only function is to withdraw money!
Every natural day that alternates between day and night, a certain number of gold and silver nuggets will emerge from the earthen jar.
"But it's not much. It's currently worth about 1 or 2 pounds per day... It's a treasure for low-quality Extraordinaries or ordinary people, but it's useless to me."
Aaron put his hand into the earthen jar in disgust, took out some gold and silver fragments, and carefully identified them: "Well... they were born from illusions. If you hear this story and believe it all over the continent, maybe the jar
The gold and silver produced every day can be a little more, but the current scale of the story can only maintain this output..."
"Beyond that, because 'The Endless Pot' was born out of a fairy tale, once that foundation was lost... which meant that most people in Plymouth either forgot or didn't believe the story, it would disappear... and that's also
The only drawback of 'Thinking Alchemy'."
"It has no value to me, it only has some research and commemorative significance."
Aaron held the 'Endless Clay Pot' and suddenly came up with an idea: "...if it is donated to the 'Sotos Museum' in Green Forest City, so that every visitor can hear its story, that might be enough.
Keep it alive for a long time.”
The act of spreading stories in Pulmouth has no basis at all. It relies entirely on the ability of hypnosis and cognitive tampering. After that, those listeners will most likely have their memories wiped out...
If the position is transferred in time, relying on the belief foundation of Green Forest City, it can survive for a long time.
Just do it if you think of it!
Aaron followed his heart, put on his coat and hat, holding a gold-encrusted cane in his left hand and an earthen pot in his right hand, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the suite.
Sotos Museum, No. 1, Green Forest Avenue, Green Forest City.
"Gentlemen and ladies...welcome to the Sotos Museum!"
Curator Sylvia stood at the entrance of the museum, looking at every visitor with a smile.
At this moment, her eyes lit up and she saw a richly dressed lady slowly getting out of the carriage. This lady had a noble temperament and she could tell she came from the upper class society.
At the same time, from the other side of the street, Aaron walked over, his eyes swept the carriage and the lady, and a smile appeared on his face...