Chapter 823: The Mischievous Cat Witch
Chapter 823: The Mischievous Cat Witch
"...It seems like everything he said was true..."
As she witnessed her teacher's ashes scatter everywhere after a brief scream, the middle-aged female spirit medium's heart sank.
Putting aside the question of whether the Gate of the Dead would return, just the fact that this lunatic was willing to kill a True God in a fit of rage was enough to convince her that she and the Spirit Medium Society had no choice but to surrender.
Sniffling, the middle-aged woman thought, "The Spirit Medium Society, with its heritage spanning thousands of years and a history older than many human kingdoms, will truly end at my hands. I... I am the sinner of the Spirit Medium Society!"
"My... Lord Leon..."
Bowing her head to the Evil Lionheart Prince, indicating her surrender, the middle-aged woman's eyes welled up with tears as she spoke in a choked voice:
"Regarding the merger of the Spirit Medium Society with the Wool Ball Society, I will do my best to persuade the members along with the teacher. I only ask that you... please give us some time."
"Of course, of course."
Seeing the female medium, who was clearly devastated and on the verge of crying, Leon, feeling guilty, quickly reassured her in a gentle voice:
"Don't worry, the Wool Ball Society is very relaxed. After the merger, you can continue doing whatever you were doing before. We won't force you to do anything."
"What about what was written on the pamphlets?"
"Except for attacking the High Witch Court."
"..."
"..."
After a few seconds of silence between them, Leon realized that there was no point in further explanation. He resignedly abandoned the attempt and led the Cat Witch away from the Spirit Medium Society's entrance.
"Let them have their misunderstandings. It's still better than having the Butcher King Society eliminate the Cat Witch and having True Gods sneaking into the mortal realm all day long..."
"How do you feel?"
After moving to the side of the theater on another street and parking the small cart at the entrance of the Dance Nuo Society, Leon observed the dancers coming in and out, searching for targets with stronger souls. Meanwhile, he turned to the Cat Witch and asked:
"Has the restraint lessened further? How much of the Witch's power has recovered?"
"The restraint has lessened significantly, and the Witch's power has recovered about thirty percent."
After answering Leon's question, the Cat Witch, who had accompanied him all day, found a spot on the side of the cart and sat on a brick, massaging her wooden and sore legs. Then, with great enthusiasm, she took out a small crystal ball from her pocket.
In the past, when she possessed the power of a Witch, she had never directly interacted with the renowned God of Food. And when she eventually started dealing with him, her ability to foresee the future was blocked by Bedtime Story. This was her first opportunity to glimpse into his future!
Taking advantage of Leon's momentary distraction, the Cat Witch, whose curiosity rivaled that of a cat, quickly held the small crystal ball in front of her eyes and glanced in Leon's direction.
"Ouch!"
Hearing a cry of pain from behind, Leon, who was deep in conversation with a dancer, couldn't help but shudder. He immediately let go of the dancer and rushed back.
"Are you okay?"
Seeing the Cat Witch bent over in pain, her right eye covered as tears streamed down her cheeks, Leon asked in confusion:
"What happened to your eye?"
"I... I'm fine..."
"Really?"
"Really, it's just that I tried to take a peek at the future, and then a little... accident happened."
As Leon nodded in doubt and turned back to continue his task, the Cat Witch, having failed in her attempt to sneak a peek, reluctantly removed her hand from her face and pouted at Leon.
"The future you is so stingy. I just wanted a quick glance, but you poked my eye with your finger..."
Tsk... It seems Mother's method is better. Directly observing a strong person's future is easily detectable, but observing the future of those who interact with them and piecing together their future from that is much less likely to be discovered.
After regaining some of her ability to foresee the future, the Cat Witch Princess couldn't resist her curiosity about Lyon, who was shrouded in mystery. She secretly took out a miniature crystal ball and glanced at Lyon.
"Ahhhh!"
"What?" Lyon asked, turning back at the sound of the princess's cry.
"What's wrong this time? Are your eyes hurting again?"
"Yes... Yes..." The Cat Witch Princess hummed in response, covering her eyes and waving Lyon away without looking up. After Lyon left with a frown, she gritted her teeth and took out a crystal ball the size of a human head, aiming it at Lyon's back.
But as the Cat Witch Princess lifted the massive crystal ball and brought it close to her eyes, she suddenly felt darkness before her. The originally cold and clear crystal ball had transformed into an opaque purple onion, and it exploded with a bang!
"Ahhhh!"
The Cat Witch Princess, caught off guard, felt a stinging sensation on her nose bridge, and tears began to flow uncontrollably. Lyon, returning for the third time after hearing her cries, saw her rolling on the ground with her eyes covered and asked,
"What are you doing? Why have you been startled since earlier?"
"I..."
Guessing that it was Lyon's doing again, the Cat Witch Princess felt guilty for peeking beforehand. After half a day of hesitation, she couldn't bring herself to explain and could only hang her head in defeat, saying,
"I deserve it!"
"..."
Lyon, unsure of what was going on, decided to temporarily skip the topic as he didn't see any other dangers besides her sore eyes. He handed over several pamphlets he had just collected.
"Take care of these. These are from the Dance Nuo Society."
"Okay!"
The Cat Witch Princess blinked her swollen eyes, took the pamphlets from Lyon, and transferred the signatures onto the Yarn Ball Society's contract of bondage. Then, she suggested,
"The more skilled members of the Dance Nuo Society are almost all recruited. Let's head east next."
"East? Where to?"
"To the Observatory and Crystal Street. Let's get the four Feng Shui Guilds to join our alliance!"
Wiping her face with her sleeve to remove the onion juice, the Cat Witch Princess, with eyes swollen like little peaches, sniffled and squinted as she spoke with determination.
"You've already taken care of the Medium Guild. Leave the Feng Shui, Astrology, Divination, and Spiritual Numerology Guilds to me!"
"To me?" Lyon furrowed his brows, skeptical. "You've only recovered to three-tenths of your power. Can you handle them? Should we wait until the Medium Guild is ready?"
"No problem! We have you! We're guaranteed to win!"
"Me?"
"Yes, you!"
Taking out a bottle of potion from her bosom, the Cat Witch Princess, with her nose wrinkled, addressed the confused Lyon before her. "When we arrive at each guild, we'll call them to witness your future. I guarantee they'll be convinced!"
(End of Chapter)
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