Chapter 605: Unreliable Inquisitors

Although she was somewhat surprised by the high status of that mysterious outsider, Ibuki Iblu Yongyi was now certain of one thing: the Eastern Island had indeed attracted the attention of the Inquisition.

Judging from the chat records in the hall just now, the Inquisition had long since begun laying out plans to deal with the Eastern Island, and the entire island was now surrounded by Inquisitors, waiting only for the final order to act.

This discovery left the Oiran both terrified and ecstatic.

The Inquisition was indeed as terrifying and omnipresent as the legends said. Ibuki Iblu Yongyi was on the Eastern Island, yet she hadn't noticed a single anomaly. Even when she looked directly outside the island, she didn't find the toxic miasma mentioned by "Purification" in the chat.

However, just as the thought of going outside to take a look arose in her heart, a feeling of heart-palpitating dread suddenly surged up.

This was a martial artist's intuition, an instinctive warning of an impending crisis.

Sure enough, the area outside the island was now under control. If she were to leave the island rashly, she would likely be apprehended on the spot by the Inquisition.

But this meant that what was said in the chat just now was true; the Inquisition was really prepared to take action against the Eastern Island.

Realizing this, Ibuki Iblu Yongyi was ecstatic. Could she finally avenge her great hatred and fulfill her wish?

A hundred years. She had waited for this day for over a hundred years. Do you know how she had spent these past hundred-plus years?

For a moment, the evil Oiran couldn't wait to run out and shout to those Inquisitors, "I'm here to lead the way for you all."

In fact, that was exactly what she did.

【Joker (Agent): I am a local of the Eastern Island. I can lead the way for you all. I also have some things in my hands that can give you all a famous teacher (a legitimate reason to act).】

Ibuki Iblu Yongyi sent this message and waited for a reply with some trepidation.

However, as soon as she said this, the hall, which had been lively just a moment ago, suddenly went quiet. Just as the Oiran was at a loss, a message notification popped up.

【Apostle Mode invites you to join the group "Subspace Convenience Store." Do you accept?】

She quickly clicked agree and entered the small group.

She looked at the group members and found that besides herself, there were the five people who had just been chatting happily, except that the War Mentor's account was gray, as if they had really gone offline.

【Desire: Welcome newcomer. Newcomer, show us a photo, let me take a look. Pink refrigerator extending tentacles. jpg】

【Tyranny: Burnt chicken, stop messing around. This is a work group.】

【Apostle Mode: The clown actually found an agent, and a local from the East at that. Is this really reliable? We definitely need a photo to verify their identity.】

【Purification: You guys shut up. Since Joker chose her as an agent, she must have investigated the identity and confirmed the credibility. This is one of our own. Can you guys have some professional demeanor and not scare people?】

Ibuki Iblu Yongyi: "......"

Looking at the chat records of these fun-seekers who had no professional demeanor, the evil Oiran's mood was complex.

Is this really the legendary Inquisition whose notoriety can stop children from crying at night, and not some two-dimensional otaku exchange group?

In her impression, shouldn't Inquisitors be the cold, ruthless image of people wearing masks, dressed in black, acting swiftly, using cruel means, drawing blood with every strike, and never looking back after killing?

But how could these few be so jumpy? And they were all Grand Inquisitors. Is there really no problem with such fun-seekers being Grand Inquisitors? Are they reliable?

And she really hadn't experienced any identity assessment. She had only met that outsider little guy for the first time today, and after one fight, the other party had lent her the Inquisition Order.

Originally, the Oiran thought that when she took this Inquisition Order to find the Inquisition, she would need heavy identity authentication. But now, looking at these people, they seemed too lazy to test...

emmm... This Inquisition is doomed sooner or later.

Lu Mian only felt that the image of the dignified and terrifying Tribunal in his heart had already collapsed; although it was still indeed very terrifying, it was also very absurd.

But what else could she do? She had already blown herself up and boarded the ship. She couldn't say she wouldn't report it now. There was no way, so she had to bite the bullet and continue.

【Joker (Agent): Uploading files...】

Meanwhile, in a huge mansion on the outskirts of the Eastern Island, the teacher and her two disciples were studying the mission.

"Seal the Dragon Vein? No way, Teacher, are we taking on such a big job as soon as we start?"

Dorothy put down the mission materials in her hand, then widened her eyes and looked at her teacher in a daze.

Although she had realized that this order wouldn't be simple after hearing the teacher say she could eat for hundreds of years after finishing it—at least it would require building a spectacle-level structure—the Home Witch was still shocked after really holding the mission file in her hand.

This order actually required them to find the Eastern Island's Dragon Vein, then lock it, and build a super-large barrier isolated from the world with the Dragon Vein as the core.

This was indeed a spectacle structure, but it was an Eastern Universe Immortal spectacle.

But the problem was, you're asking a group of Western Universe witches to build an Eastern Universe Immortal spectacle. Isn't that crazy?

Finding dragons and spotting acupoints—none of them witches knew how to do this.

"How can you talk like that, child? Looking down on your teacher? I am a master of architecture. There are few people in the entire witch world who understand architecture better than I do. Why couldn't I take this kind of order?"

Hearing her disciple's words, the Spider Teacher was also a bit dissatisfied. She felt that this rebellious disciple was looking down on her.

"Then Teacher, teach me how to find dragons and spot acupoints."

Hearing this, Dorothy became energetic. Her eyes were burning, and she looked at her teacher with expectation.

Well, she had long wanted to learn the art of Qimen Dunjia and Feng Shui. It was just that she couldn't find learning materials. If the Spider Teacher could really teach her, she would kowtow to the teacher on the spot.

It's just...

Looking at the "juicer" look of her good disciple, Noerose was a bit scared. She recalled the bitter experience of rushing to write textbooks before.

She had just handed the reinforced course textbooks she had rushed to write during her seclusion last month to this disciple.

Those were textbooks that filled several bookshelves. When she first took out these textbooks, her little niece Audrey was trembling with fear and didn't dare to wag her tail.

But Dorothy?

This rebellious disciple's eyes lit up directly. The heat in her gaze was even more intense than when the guests in the Mirage saw the ragged young ladies earlier.

Even in her gaze, there was still a bit of hunger as she looked at herself, and the meaning in her eyes was very clear.

"Teacher, why is it just this little bit? It's not enough at all. You don't have to pity me. I can bear more."

But she could bear it, Noerose couldn't. Writing textbooks is very mentally exhausting.

Therefore, at this moment, facing the hungry look of her juicer disciple, the Spider Teacher shook her head very frankly.

"No, I don't know how, but Zi knows. She is responsible for finding dragons and spotting acupoints. We are only responsible for the large barrier after construction."

"Tsk..."

Hearing her teacher's words that were neither reasonable nor strong, the Home Witch clicked her tongue.

"Dorothy, did you just click your tongue? That's disrespectful, you rebellious disciple."

The Spider Teacher was furious.

"No, Teacher, you heard wrong."

The Home Witch looked at the corner of the wall, her eyes slanted, and she brushed it off without emotion.

"Nonsense, how could my peak-level perception hear wrong? Today I must teach you, this rebellious disciple, what is respect for teachers."

Noerose was so angry that her squinting eyes opened, and she slapped the table and scolded.

Although she is extremely double-standard and unconditionally dotes on disciples with talent, a disciple cannot be too bullying. Doesn't she need face?

"Okay, okay, Teacher, come and give me a lesson. Teach me, teach me quickly, you can teach me everything, I can't wait."

Hearing this, the Home Witch also became energetic again. Her pair of peach blossom eyes that could hook souls looked over with expectation. Between the flow of her eyes, there was a myriad of styles that made people unable to refuse at all.

"The good night is short, Teacher, let's hurry up. Otherwise, Junior Sister will wake up soon."

The charming beauty was flushed, and she said so while exhaling like orchids.

Just finished bathing, she was wearing only a wide pajama, and her shoulders were slippery, so that the smooth clothes made of high-grade silk couldn't hang on at all. This made her shoulders half-exposed, and her skin like mutton-fat jade reflected a seductive light under the light.

Then the beauty opened her legs slightly, took out a large bundle of fresh textbooks from under the skirt, and looked at the teacher in front of her with expectation.

"Let's have a night class until dawn."

The studious student patted the textbook and proposed charmingly.

Noerose, who was almost unable to hold on under that demonic charm: "......."

Goodbye, I can't teach. I'm tired today, it's definitely not going to work.

The Spider Teacher, who was just trembling with anger and looked like she was going to give this rebellious disciple a good look, was suddenly terrified, her legs were weak, and she was about to fall, and she could no longer be tough.

Audrey? My good niece, save me.

She looked at the third person in the room, trying to seek help, but the little fox was already sleeping soundly.

It was already very late today, and Audrey was the kind of good child who had a regular daily routine. She usually went to bed when the time came. Today, this was already a rare stay up late.

The fox witch wanted to continue to stay up with her second aunt and Senior Sister for a while, but when she looked at the mission book earlier, the long string of professional architectural terms that were too obscure for her directly stunned her, making her head heavy and sleepy.

At this time, the golden-haired little fox had curled up on the tatami and turned into a fox dumpling. She hugged her nine fluffy big tails and slept soundly.

Noerose: "....."

Well, it's getting late, and I'm tired too. It's time to rest.

At the moment, the Spider Teacher lay straight on the ground, and as she gradually fell, a soft mattress caught her behind her, and a warm quilt covered her intimately.

Afterwards, the Spider Witch fell into a deep sleep with a peaceful face.

Dorothy: "....."

Tsk.....

The Home Witch clicked her tongue again, this time very loudly, but the Spider Teacher had no movement anymore.

The studious witch who was bored had no choice but to give up. She thought that it seemed she would have to be more gentle when juicing next time. She was too anxious to eat before, and this gave the teacher PTSD. It's a sin, a sin.

But it doesn't matter, the textbook is already in hand. She will study it by herself first, and it doesn't matter.

At the moment, as the champion of staying up late, Dorothy didn't have much sleepiness. After she got up and covered the fox dumpling with a quilt, she didn't disturb the two sleeping people, but took the mission book and learning materials to the corridor outside the room.

At this time, the moonlight in the courtyard was bright, and the silver-white light sprinkled on the earth, making everything quiet.

The gentle night wind blew over the courtyard wall and brushed over the huge cherry blossom tree in the courtyard, letting a few pink cherry blossoms fall from the tree.

What was the speed of cherry blossoms falling?

The Home Witch suddenly thought of this in her mind, and then shook her head.

Such a beautiful night, it is suitable for learning.

At the moment, her figure swayed, turning into a three-headed and six-armed posture, and then she sat on the corridor and began to read.

Her main consciousness was studying the mission book, while the second and third consciousnesses on the left and right opened the textbook and began to learn greedily.

For a long time, after reading the mission book and having a general understanding of the next task, the Home Witch took a deep breath and looked up at the bright moon in the sky again.

"I don't know how that Oiran is doing. I hope she can properly appeal and avenge her grievances, instead of triggering the ruling judgment of the Inquisition order."

Dorothy prayed like this.

She still had a good impression of that Oiran. After all, people gave Red Shadow to her for free.

Moreover, from the brief exchange earlier, the Home Witch did read the heart of that evil Oiran and felt that she was not a bad person, but a pitiful person, so she thought of pulling her.

It's just that she is here for tourism this time, and she promised her good sister before that she would never cause trouble this time, so it's not convenient for her to take action personally.

Fortunately, she knew that the Inquisition had an action plan for the Eastern Island recently, so she simply handed her Inquisition Order to her and let her become her temporary agent.

Inquisitors have the authority to temporarily authorize someone to be their agent. This function is set up to deal with some special situations where there is a shortage of manpower and no time to separate.

It's just that the vision is beautiful, but the reality is tortuous. Few Inquisitors really find agents. It's not that they are unwilling to delegate power, but that suitable candidates are really not easy to find.

Because all Inquisitors' Inquisition Orders are connected to the artifact "Ask Heart Magic Mirror", and the use and activation of the Inquisition Order will be tested by the Ask Heart Magic Mirror, and the Ask Heart Magic Mirror is linked to the power of the Three Kings.

Once the activation test fails, it will trigger the ruling procedure of the Inquisition Order, which will bring the judgment of the Three Kings' power that is everywhere in the witch world.

That judgment may be heaven thunder, may be earth fire, may also be a curse, or even the bad luck of looking at others one more time and being chased for thousands of miles.

Although the judgment procedure is only the passive manifestation of a little power of the Three Kings, even a powerful Grand Witch is actually difficult to resist. If you are really judged, you will not die but you will be seriously injured.

Once there were foreign spies who tried to seize the Inquisition Order of the Inquisitor, but they all played themselves to death in the end.

Moreover, because the Inquisitor agent is a temporary worker, and it is well known that temporary workers have no human rights, such tests will be extra strict and frequent.

It is even strict to the extent that the agent will be punished according to the severity of the circumstances even if they have a little thought that is unfavorable to the Inquisition or seeking personal gain.

Therefore, who would be willing to do such a thankless job?

Dorothy can only hope that the Oiran will not have any crooked thoughts now. If she just appeals and complains with peace of mind, that's fine. Her Inquisition Order can help her, but once her thoughts slide, there is no way.

Sigh, at that time in the arena, there were many people and eyes, and it was not convenient for her to give the Oiran too detailed an explanation, but now the Oiran should have been in contact with the Inquisition, right? Her colleagues should explain it to her, right?

Well, in short, hope people are okay, Dimen.

... The little witch is praying... ===== CHAPTER 606 =====

... Little Witch is praying...