Chapter 720: The Urgent Situation

After the old witch finished speaking, she glanced at her apprentice again. Miss Rita Swift kept a straight face, trying hard to pretend that although she had heard the story, she had no thoughts about it.

"Mortals will eventually die, and I will eventually leave. The apprentice who inherits my seat should be Rita. We are loyal to the Society, but we are also loyal to the teacher. No matter what happens, we will help you."

She was giving Xia De a promise:

"Xia De, it was the teacher who gave me everything I have now. I hope you can treat them well."

"They are also my friends."

Xia De secretly glanced at Miss Swift's expression. Grandma Cassandra should have told her similar things, so she wasn't very surprised at this moment, but stood aside carefully holding the tea tray.

"Speaking of which, what's going on with the fog this morning?"

It was clearly 9:30 in the morning, but the gas lamp still had to be lit indoors. The three of them looked out the window together. Usually, they could overlook half the city from here, but today they could barely see the roofs of the buildings across the street.

"The fog came down late at night. It won't be that the passage at the foot of the mountain has a problem, nor will it be that the seal on the top of the mountain has a problem; Sister Daifulin has guaranteed this point. Therefore, it is a new change in the seal left by the Witch Emperors. We will set off tomorrow and must determine as soon as possible what happened there."

Speaking of this point, Grandma Cassandra was also very serious:

"Tomorrow, Xiwei Afuluola and I will lead the team. Besides you, we also have our own followers. The Speaker has already traded with the Five Gods Sect, at the cost of canceling the arrest warrant for a Great Witch who made a mistake in the Society. The Five Gods Sect let us guarantee that even if the Rift eventually shatters, the first to fall will not be the passage on the mountainside."

"Okay, I will come here as early as possible tomorrow morning."

Xia De nodded.

"Also, according to the news Sister Daifulin got from the Five Gods Sect, this great fog is related to you sending away the first 'nail' yesterday. The Prophet Society has made further divination on those nails. The divination shows that the four awakened dead represent four powerful emotions, namely joy, anger, sorrow, and fear. They will forget that they are people who have returned from the dead, but if they realize this point, it will not be easy for high-level Ringed Shushi to deal with them. Moreover, every time a nail is destroyed, the next one will become stronger. The one destroyed by you and Sister Daifulin was 'fear.' The Rift felt that one of the nails it had driven into the material world had been pulled out, so there was this abrupt fog as a counterattack."

"Are there any clues about the other three nails?"

"Not yet, this is something the Church should worry about. However, regarding the Chosen One..."

The old witch hesitated for a moment:

"The Society found a new fragment of the poem, further confirming that the Chosen One of Death should be male."

But Xia De already knew this point. He even knew that the other party's name was Joey Barton, and he was currently fortune-telling for others at the Crow Club. He planned to go to the Crow Club again this afternoon to determine the other party's attitude before deciding whether to report or win him over. (Author's Note)

"Also, this time the Chosen One must have personally killed a person who returned from the dead. Yes, it is 'returning from the dead' in the true sense, not as simple as killing an undead."

Xia De frowned:

"Is this the complete requirement for the Chosen One ritual?"

"It's just a part of the ritual, there should be other content. Now I have found several suspects for the Chosen One—"

"A First-Tier Shushi that Sister Daifulin asked me to help investigate, a strange one-eyed man in the local Ringed Shushi team of the Nature Sect, a Middle-Tier scholar living alone on Sikar Mountain is also suspicious, and there is another one who is a foreigner who just arrived in this city recently."

The old witch introduced:

"The Church side should have also locked onto several targets, but they haven't taken action either, probably because the content of the Chosen One ritual has not been determined yet, worrying that once the wrong person is found, it might allow other forces to seize the first move."

"The situation is really complicated."

"Yes, and this time, big figures from the three major academies are coming. They haven't arrived yet, but they should arrive before the Church's ritual."

"Big figures?"

"Thirteen-Ringed Shushi, but I don't know which academy they are from. The excuse is to assist the Church in sealing the Rift, but everyone knows it must be for the Chosen One. Calculating this way, including the three Thirteen-Ringed Shushi of the Church, there will be four Thirteen-Ringed ones locally next."

Grandma Cassandra sighed:

"Later, people from the Prophet Society will also come. Sealing the Rift cannot be done without their help. And the 【Truth Society】, since they have already appeared, there is no reason for only a few small ants to come. It is said that the Ringed Shushi organization in the Southern Kingdom also has abnormal movements, but I don't know exactly who is coming. In short, Midhillburg is getting more and more chaotic."

Bidding farewell to Grandma Cassandra, Xia De held little Mia and followed Miss Swift to the basement of the auction house, preparing to meet Grace and Helen.

He originally thought that the so-called "basement containment room" was a cold, dilapidated, and rusty tin room, but after Miss Swift passed through the underground warehouse and walked into a branch corridor hidden by illusion, he learned from her that it was actually a luxurious underground bedroom.

The illusion hid the passage as a wall, and walking inward along that long and narrow tunnel, at the end of the passage filled with torches, was a tightly closed thick brass-colored metal door with a large butterfly pattern on it.

In this era, usually bank vaults or noble vaults would use this specification of door.

"Mr. Hamilton, you only have ten minutes."

Miss Swift held an oil lamp to illuminate the door in front of her, then handed Xia De a key, signaling Xia De to use a pocket watch to time it, but Xia De shook his head:

"I have the ability to perceive time. Please rest assured, I will come out on time."

Saying this, he was about to knock on the door, but the young apprentice behind him spoke again:

"Please wait a moment, that... I want to ask you a small question."

Her age was about the same as the age of Xia De's body. Although she had long been an adult by the age standards of this world, she was still very young by the standards of witches. Of course, she was filled with curiosity about an existence like Xia De, but she could never find an opportunity to talk to Xia De alone.

"If you want to ask if I am a man, oh, yes. Miss, this question has already been asked by many people, I think you don't need to ask again."

Xia De said half-complaining.

"No, no, I'm not asking this."

Miss Swift blushed:

"I want to ask, do you know many witches?"

"Not many... just a quarter of the witches in the Society."

"How is their attitude towards you?"

Xia De thought for a while:

"Not bad."

"Then do you know their apprentices?"

This was the question she wanted to ask.

"I only know one."

"That apprentice... how is she? Is she very mature, is she very powerful, what Ring is she now?"

Only then did Xia De understand that the flaxen-haired girl in front of him was worried that she couldn't compare to others:

"May I ask, are you a new apprentice of Grandma Cassandra?"

He asked softly.

"Yes, next month will be the third year. Grandma had apprentices before, but I haven't seen any of them."

To prevent themselves from suddenly dying and having no apprentice to inherit their seat, witches always cultivate generations of apprentices, but usually, the ones who inherit the seat are the last generation. Situations like the witch of the previous generation of Grandma Cassandra dying without a suitable apprentice are very rare.

Difa was clearly the first-generation apprentice of Miss Miss Jia Lin Na, while the Miss Swift in front of him was the last-generation apprentice of Grandma Cassandra.

"Don't worry, aren't you very outstanding now? At your age, you are already a Fourth-Tier Shushi, which is very uncommon. The path of a witch will be very long. Instead of worrying about the present, it's better to worry about the future. No one rises one Ring a month and can be promoted to Thirteen-Ringed in a year."

Xia De joked. What he said made sense. Having come to this world for more than four months, he was only at the Third Ring.

Miss Swift finally revealed a smile:

"I understand, then you go in quickly. But please note, although the teacher's teachers can control themselves, you will probably encounter some trouble inside. If you can't deal with it, just come out."

She held the oil lamp in her left hand and waved to Xia De with her right hand:

"I will wait for you here."

"Okay, take care of this cat for me temporarily."

Xia De handed the unwilling cat to the flaxen-haired girl, turned around to knock on the door, and after getting a response, only then inserted the key into the keyhole and pushed the door open to walk in. ===== CHAPTER 721 =====