Chapter 281: The Bitchy Pretty Witch (Part 9)
"That's how it happened," Madison said with her arms crossed.
"Mmhmm, luckily Ms. Montgomery was here, otherwise I might have died." Jenny was also still frightened.
Madison tilted her head slightly; she wasn't used to the feeling of being thanked.
William, on the other hand, rubbed his chin.
He had just figured out the cause of the matter from the two of them and had also dispelled his inner doubts.
Originally, he thought this group of witches was using the combined witchcraft to summon some kind of demon.
Since that wasn't the case...
William walked towards Gerry.
"Hey! Human, you have good skills. If you let me leave, I can give you anything you want."
As soon as his voice fell, Gerry's original voice sounded again.
"Get lost... you guy, you're not allowed to come out without my permission!"
William ignored the other party, instead observing the power passage behind the pitch-black circular orb.
Although he had used [Divine Eye Seal] to trap all the spirit particles around Gerry.
Evil aura was still surging out from within the passage.
And judging from Gerry's physical condition, the evil entity possessing this guy was currently taking over the body's dominance little by little.
But Gerry was completely oblivious to this. "Hey, kid."
This time it was Gerry's turn to speak.
"Since you're from the Church, then you definitely know the attitude these bitches from the 'Rose' have towards Holy Clergy Members."
"I am from the Wizarding Association, which has a cooperative relationship with the Church on the surface. Not long ago, our two organizations even joined forces to resolve an evil spirit in a school in Philadelphia. Besides..."
He deliberately paused for a few seconds.
"As far as I know, this group of bitches preparing the combined witchcraft is exactly to deal with the Church. If you help me, I wouldn't mind having one more priest friend..."
Hearing this, Madison aside glanced at William, then slowly backed away.
At this time, Zoe in the crowd also stood up. She stared intently at William, finding it hard to accept the fact that the two of them came from hostile factions.
"In a little while, this body of yours will belong to that Mr. Evil," William said flatly.
"What?" Confusion flashed in Gerry's eyes.
"Hehe, you are very sharp, human." The former changed his face in the blink of an eye.
"Hey, you summoned this Mr. Evil all by yourself, right?" William spoke again. "You'd better think clearly before answering."
Gerry regained control of his body again.
He frowned at the man in front of him. After weighing the options repeatedly, he decided to tell the truth.
"That's right."
"That's good."
William nodded. Just now he had been checking the environment in the hall to ensure this Mr. Evil didn't have any other backup plans.
"Hmph, even if you can really do something, it's too late now." "Gerry's" pupils turned pale yellow, and the evil aura on his body surged by another fold.
In the next moment, surprise suddenly appeared on "Gerry's" face.
Immediately after, this evil aura decayed at an even faster rate.
"How... is it possible for you to touch the world of rules!"
At this moment, in the eyes of this "Mr. Evil", the power passage it had opened up was being stitched up by countless crystal-clear spirit threads.
And the initiator was exactly that guy from the Church.
But this passage was built upon the lowest-level world, already approaching the origin of this world.
Only demons or higher-ranking Outer Gods were qualified to touch it.
Humans couldn't even perceive the existence of these things.
And the reason the kid it possessed could use some power at the "rule" level earlier was also because it had voluntarily lent its authority to the other party.
Could it be that this guy from the Church... also had some God backing him?
Thinking of this, "Gerry's" tone changed.
"Human, there is originally no enmity between us. You can take these women away as you please, just treat everything that happened just now as a misunderstanding."
"Since you're willing to yield..." William said.
"Gerry's" eyes lit up; there seemed to be a turn for the better.
"Then that means you indeed have no other methods. This sets my mind at ease."
"Gerry": ...
"I wasn't tricked by him like this too, was I..." The corner of Madison's mouth twitched, thinking inwardly.
"Damn human! I won't let you off!"
"Good, my name is Madison Montgomery, definitely don't forget it." William's face was calm, driving the crystal-clear spirit threads to pounce on the last trace of gap in the passage.
At the same time, a small black vortex suddenly appeared in mid-air, sucking all the pitch-black circular orb and the surrounding evil aura inside.
The hall returned to silence once again.
"Hey... why... did you yell my name just now!" Madison widened her eyes, frozen in place.
"Sorry, I don't really want to be remembered by a guy who might be a demon." William shrugged.
Then you think I want to be!!
The veins on Madison's fists bulged.
"No... this might be him luring me to make a move... I can't fall for it." She took a deep breath, trying her best to calm her emotions.
"Mr... Mr. from the Church." At this time, Gerry also regained consciousness.
"Thank you very much for saving me... can you let me go now."
At this time, this guy's face was full of smiles, his previous arrogant attitude gone without a trace.
But Gerry was met with a gaze looking at a fool.
His heart instantly sank.
On the other side.
William came beside the group of unconscious witches.
These young girls' lives were not in danger.
They had merely depleted some life force, and coupled with being invaded by the evil aura, this was why they hadn't woken up for so long.
William immediately activated the prepared exorcism magic array, performing a thorough purification for the witches.
Not long after.
Queenie slowly opened her eyes.
She sat up, and the woman's coat covering her chest also slipped down to her side.
Seeing her collar wide open, she hurriedly grabbed the coat to cover herself.
Queenie shook her head, only then recalling what had just happened.
"I... actually didn't die."
She looked around, and the other girls were also slowly waking up.
And in the center of the hall, the new assistant from the materials distribution office was standing there, with Jenny accompanying him.
The scum Gerry was standing opposite the two, and the former had a fawning expression, seemingly constantly saying something to that assistant.
"What... exactly happened." Queenie rubbed her forehead.
"The evil residue on your bodies has been completely processed." William's voice rang out again, attracting the witches' attention.
They immediately checked themselves, and sure enough, they found no more evil aura.
"Was it you... who saved us?" Queenie asked.
"That's not important." William dragged Gerry by the arm and came in front of the group of witches.
"Earlier, this guy did some things to you all. Now he belongs to you."
After speaking, he pushed Gerry to the floor.
"No... no! You can't do this! My father is Augustus of the Wizarding Association, one of the most likely people to become the Supreme Wizard!"
Gerry's eyes were full of panic, constantly begging for help.
"As long as you take me away, I can give you anything! I... I will personally serve as your slave!"
"Hey! Don't go!"
Seeing the only person who could save him leave, Gerry's eyes were full of despair.
The group of witches quickly surrounded him.
"Ladies... beautiful ladies, I apologize for all my previous behavior..." He forced a smile.
But greeting him was pair after pair of cold eyes.
"Ahhh!!!"
William had just walked to the door of the reception hall when a miserable scream came from behind.
He didn't stop, but pushed open the main door.
"Are the girls alright!"
As soon as William stepped out, a figure darted out in front of him.
He looked up and sized the other party up.
Long blonde hair, fair skin, a narrow face. It was exactly the Supreme's daughter from the original work—Fox.
This lady had an anxious face, her gaze fixed tightly on William.
"You are panicking too much, Fox," Fiona leaned against the pillar and exhaled a smoke ring.
"Since this gentleman came out from inside safely, it means the evil spirit has already been resolved."
"Hmph, if something happens to the girls, your combined witchcraft will also be affected," Fox's tone was unkind.
William smiled slightly: "The evil spirit has been purified, and the instigator, Gerry, has also been caught by the ladies. You can go in at any time."
Hearing this, Fox breathed a sigh of relief.
She hurriedly pushed the door and entered, even silently saying "Thank you" as she passed William.
"The annoying person has finally left. It's time we talk business too." Fiona stood up straight.
"Any daughter hearing her own mother say these things would be heartbroken, right."
"My life has long been dedicated to the Rosicrucian Order, she has known this for a long time."
Fiona walked two steps forward, then turned her head: "Do you want to be heard by everyone here?"
William shrugged and followed.
Third Floor, Fiona's Bedroom.
"So... Mr. William from the Church." Fiona sat in a chair, her well-proportioned legs crossed.
"Who do you serve? What is your purpose for infiltrating the academy?"
Didn't you already know I'm from the Church.
Fiona shook her head: "I understand the Church. That group of guys thinks highly of themselves. They would absolutely never come to a hostile faction to be humiliated, let alone save those witches."
"Perhaps I am an exception," William shrugged.
Hearing this, Fiona raised her hand.
Subsequently, the sharp objects in the room all flew up, gathering around William. The meaning was self-evident.
"Then you can only blame yourself for choosing the wrong travel destination."
William's face was calm, unmoved.
Seeing this, Fiona raised an eyebrow: "You're not afraid of death? Standing in front of you is a Supreme Witch, the most powerful witch in all of North America."
"If you truly planned to make a move, why would you invite me up here again?" William smiled.
Fiona stared at him for quite a while, ultimately dispersing those sharp objects.
"Being able to resolve a danger close to demon-level alone is enough to prove your strength." She personally poured two glasses of wine.
"And your infiltration of the Witch Academy must have its own purpose."
"Although I value your strength and want to discuss a cooperation with you, but..." Fiona picked up one of the glasses.
"Without knowing your background clearly, I cannot trust you."
William also stood up, walked to the window, and remained silent for a while.
Fiona parted her red lips, took a sip of the strong liquor, and waited quietly.
A moment later, William turned around, seemingly having made some decision.
"I am indeed not from the Church."
"Mmhmm," Fiona nodded, waiting for the rest.
"Have you heard of the Wings of Vengeance." William looked up at the other party.
"A group of guys who believe in fallen angels, and not long ago committed multiple child trafficking incidents in North America. You are actually one of them."
William raised an eyebrow.
"That group of guys really is notorious. This makes things much easier," he thought inwardly.
But on the surface, he shook his head: "I must correct you, ma'am. The angels will eventually descend upon the human world, and all of us are destined to serve by their side."
Fiona tilted her head slightly, seemingly dismissing these statements with contempt.
"If that's the case, then we have nothing to talk about." Her tone suddenly turned cold. "Any human who serves evil existences is our enemy."
"Is she planning to apply pressure to haggle over the price..." William pondered secretly.
This witch could even sacrifice her personally trained subordinates. He definitely didn't believe the other party had any conviction about "human solidarity."
"Well, since that's the case, I have disturbed you." William didn't explain, and after speaking, he walked toward the door.
He had just stepped one foot out of the bedroom when Fiona's voice sounded behind him.
"Wait."
William stopped in his tracks, then turned around, quietly waiting for the other party to continue.
"You say you're from the Wings of Vengeance, yet you can use the Church's power. And from just now until now, you've kept your mouth shut about your purpose for coming here." Fiona narrowed her eyes.
"Under these circumstances, how can I be sure you're not lying?"
William shrugged: "I cannot prove it to you. As for the purpose..."
He walked back into the bedroom.
"We are looking for a set of Saint's Remains, and you happen to have the clues."
"Remains..." Suspicion flashed in Fiona's eyes.
She had only mentioned the matter of the power passage to the Rosicrucian Order higher-ups and the Voodoo sect.
The latter obviously didn't match up in terms of time, so if someone leaked the secret, it must be one of their own.
"These traitorous bastards..." Fiona clenched her fists.
But outwardly, she still said calmly: "What do you want the remains for."
"That's not something the Supreme Witch needs to worry about," William picked up the wine glass on the table.
"But I can assure you it's to deal with the Church. On this point, our interests align."
"If you can hand over the Saint's Remains to us, the Wings of Vengeance are also very willing to provide you with assistance within our capabilities."
He raised his wine glass: "What do you think?"
Fiona crossed her arms, lowered her eyebrows, and fell into deep thought.
William didn't rush her.
"That set of remains is in the same location as the Source Power passage."
"Wait until the combined witchcraft is activated and the potential successors are eliminated. No matter what this guy plans to do, I will have enough time to deal with him."
Thinking of this, Fiona raised her head: "I am actually willing to agree."
"Oh? Could there be some obstacle?" William revealed a puzzled expression.
"Sigh..." Fiona sighed.
"You probably don't know, the combined witchcraft can only heavily damage the Church if released at a specific location. And that set of remains is exactly at the location I selected."
"So...?"
Fiona spread her hands: "So it's not currently in my hands."
"Since Ms. Fiona says so, it must not be so easy to get the remains?"
"That's right," she nodded.
"Only after that group of girls finishes practicing the combined witchcraft can I open the passage to enter there."
"It's just a pity that with Mr. Gerry causing such a commotion, the girls' magic power has been depleted quite a lot. I'm afraid it will be very difficult to complete the spell in the short term."
William raised an eyebrow, knowing this matter was basically settled.
"Oh? I wonder what I can do for the witches?" he asked with a look of concern.
"I heard... Mr. William was able to increase the purity of evil materials to 80% on his very first day on the job?" Fiona tested.
"Not bad. Only we can do such a thing."
"I guessed as much. If you could achieve this level alone at your current age, that would be truly terrifying."
William smiled slightly, not responding.
Fiona no longer concealed it: "How about this, for the upcoming period, I will provide you with a massive amount of evil materials, and you will be responsible for raising the material quality to over 80%."
"When the witches have mostly recovered and the combined witchcraft practice is complete, we will go to that place together."
William frowned upon hearing this: "I have to go too?"
"Of course," Fiona immediately explained.
"After all, the Saint's Remains have been stored for a very long time. Moving them rashly will very likely destroy them."
She walked in front of William as she spoke.
"Your esteemed organization wouldn't want the Saint's Remains you obtained to turn into a pile of rotten bones, right?"
Fiona was completely unaware that William already knew the whereabouts of the Saint's Remains.
The latter "frowned" again to think about it, and finally nodded: "Fine, I agree."
Fiona smiled slightly: "Happy cooperation."
Clink~ The two wine glasses clinked together.
Time quickly flew by to a few days later.
Morning.
Two buses were parked along 1132 Royal Street.
A group of young witches was already waiting at the academy entrance.
Fiona watched as all the girls boarded the bus.
Just as she was preparing to walk toward her own vehicle, she turned around and saw an unexpected figure.
"Ms. Marie of the Voodoo sect, truly a rare guest."
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