Chapter 863: The Trial of the Lake God

"My lady, I have no intention of criticizing your goals; the pursuit of beauty is everyone's right... I noticed that you can understand my hometown language. Is this also the power of that deity?"

"Yes."

The Witch Empress seemed quite easy to talk to:

"Wherever the God of Lakes, the 【Uncertain Sage】, appears, people's wisdom and knowledge are enhanced, and there are no barriers to communication. Of course, because of the thick fog of the Lost Lake, the enhancement of wisdom is suppressed, so it only has the effect of language comprehension."

The appearance of a deity always changes certain rules within an area. That God of Lakes sounds more like a "God of Wisdom." If we follow the conjecture that all the power of the Old Gods comes from the Ancient Gods, then the power of the "God of Lakes" undoubtedly comes from the Ancient God, the 【Mentor of Secrets】.

"I think that just because we have reached the deity, it does not mean that the deity will answer our questions."

Xia De also carefully pointed to the tower:

"The evidence is that you set up a campfire here instead of heading directly to the tower. Therefore, the deity should still provide a trial; only after passing the trial can we be told those secrets."

Miss Violet nodded, feeling somewhat surprised:

"Yes, you are wiser than all the foolish men I have known."

This was because Xia De had experienced too many similar things.

"What I want to express is that since there are three portions of wisdom we wish to seek, why not complete the deity's trial together first, and then consider who will be able to obtain that precious opportunity."

He glanced at Miss Schultz Theresa, a tenth-year student from Saint-Cess, and said softly:

"Ms. Violet Ma Xieer, you are the strongest here; you don't have to worry about us playing any tricks."

This Great Witch of the Fifth Era smiled and shook her head gently:

"But the problem is, why should I cooperate with you? I don't think you have any value to me. Sir, just having a special gender is not enough for me to generously share this opportunity with you."

She was asking Xia De to demonstrate his value.

"I understand."

Xia De nodded, reached into his pocket, and then, under the surprised gazes of the witches, "took out" a heavy cloth bag.

The cloth bag was placed on the ground, making the sound of glass bottles colliding. The maid opened the backpack and found that it was indeed filled with glass bottles.

She took one out, pulled out the stopper, and handed it to her master. Miss Violet poured the liquid into her palm, smoothed it out, and then looked up at Xia De:

"No. 4 Holy Water?"

"Yes."

Xia De said with some reserve:

"This whole backpack is undiluted No. 4 Holy Water concentrate."

This was something Xia De had bought from Priest Ao Gu Si; the amount of spiritual energy spent to turn these holy water concentrates into toys was quite significant.

He thought this would be enough as a "ticket" for him to participate in this matter, but he did not expect Miss Theresa to shake her head at him subtly.

Xia De blinked in confusion, then heard Miss Violet say:

"It is indeed a good thing; I often use No. 4 Holy Water to cleanse my face. When I was attacked last time, my clumsy maid lost my makeup bag, and now I have a replenishment."

She smiled at Xia De while speaking.

"Oh, I actually forgot the wealth of the Witch Empresses..."

Xia De sighed inwardly, realizing that the supplies he had prepared for the adventure probably didn't catch the other party's eye. Although history did not record much about the living habits of Ms. Violet Ma Xieer, the Witch Empresses of this era were capable of the extravagant act of paving roads with gold.

Since ordinary materials were not worth mentioning to her, Xia De thought for a moment and said:

"I actually have some special powers. Over the years, I have also visited deities in order to know the secrets of myself."

"Special powers? Show me."

Miss Violet made a gesture of invitation, and Miss Theresa, who was also sitting by the campfire, looked at Xia De curiously.

Xia De nodded. He did not manifest his Destiny Ring, but the casting of a large-scale wonder had already begun to consume his spiritual energy rapidly.

He sat there with a straight face, but for a long while, nothing happened. Just as Miss Theresa was feeling puzzled, she saw the Witch Empress suddenly look up at the sky.

Snow—drifting snowflakes fell from the thick fog above without warning. The maids who were repairing the damaged warning ritual noticed the falling snow around them, curiously reached out to touch the snowflakes, and then quietly sized up the man by the campfire.

These snowflakes did not melt by the campfire at all, and only when they fell into Miss Violet's palm did they melt into transparent water.

"This is..."

Miss Theresa thought for a long time before asking in disbelief:

"A Mystery?"

"Yes, a Mystery."

Miss Violet nodded, continuing to touch the snowflakes with her palm with a smile on her face:

"Theresa, it seems that since I graduated, the level of higher education at Saint-Cess has remained quite good over the years. Yes, a Mystery, and a very special composite Mystery. It is truly rare; it is already incredible for one person to have different Mysteries, and the themes of the different Mysteries he possesses are almost exactly the same, just like... different chapters dismantled from a single story."

Now it was Xia De's turn to be surprised; this was the first time someone had been able to see the uniqueness of his current three Mysteries:

"Have you seen a similar situation?"

"Of course not, but there are similar records in the library of the Saint-Byron Comprehensive Academy."

The witch nodded, and Xia De asked again:

"Then am I qualified?"

"Yes, qualified."

Miss Violet smiled and clapped her hands to shake off the snow water from her palms. Although they were all absolute rulers of a region, unlike Larus III, the father of Lei Qianya whom Xia De had met, Miss Violet could even be said to be quite amiable:

"What an interesting man... Perhaps you can try to please me; who knows, I might eventually give you the opportunity to seek wisdom from the deity, to see how exactly you broke through the Witch's Curse."

She looked at Xia De with a strange expression. Xia De was very familiar with this expression; it was the same look Miss Miss Jia Lin Na had when she first wanted to treat him as a collectible.

Of course, even if Miss Violet gave the opportunity to Xia De, Xia De could not take it.

The Lost Lake where everyone was currently located was the same as the strange areas Xia De had experienced, such as Hope Town and the Night Manor; this area still possessed the power of chaotic time.

Although the quality of life for the group seemed quite good, in reality, these eight ladies had no idea how long they had been staying here. That they could still maintain their dignity at this time was purely because they had brought a lot of supplies.

In addition to the terrifying existences that occasionally appeared in the fog, the Huxindao itself was not a safe place. On this small island that could almost be seen at a glance, a deity who had briefly come to the material world lived in the black metal tower, while all other locations on the Huxindao were covered by the "Mist of Loss."

Under normal conditions, once one came into contact with this mist, one would completely lose their sense of direction. Even though one could see the entire island at a glance, it was impossible to reach the destination one wanted to reach no matter what.

Staying in the fog for too long would also lead to "fogging" of oneself, which was a special erosion state that spread from the skin to the epidermis. With the stagnation of thoughts and the numbness of the senses, staying here would eventually lead to completely melting into the fog.

Miss Violet, Miss Theresa, and the six maids serving the Witch Empress were able to stay here thanks to the campfire in front of them. But unlike the flames containing solar power used by the founders of Saint-Byron, the fire in front of them at this moment was essentially the Witch Empress's Mystery, the "Sea of Heart Fire."

The "Lost Lake" area had considerable restrictions on spatial wonders. Xia De, at the fourth tier, could even use his Mystery to summon the Silver Moon in the outside world, but at this time, he could only summon snowflakes like a first-tier practitioner. And for a thirteenth-tier witch, the Mystery could only be reduced to the tiny scale seen before them.

Relying on this fire, Witch Empress Violet Ma Xieer and her six maids were the first to arrive at the Huxindao, followed by Miss Theresa, who came for her graduation thesis, which was why Miss Violet said "another one has come" when Xia De appeared.

"Ladies, have you already seen that deity?"

Since the cooperation matters had been discussed, Xia De continued to ask about the current situation.

"Before you arrived, we were preparing to set off. Although it looks like there are no obstacles in front of us, there is only one correct path to reach the tower where the deity resides without losing our way. This path is unstable and will constantly change; even for me, it takes a long time to determine its location."

Miss Violet said:

"Moreover, meeting a saint requires full preparation. Even if the other party is a benevolent god, the existence of the deity itself has an impact on us."

She pointed to her maids:

"Don't think that I brought so many servants when I went out just to keep my quality of life from dropping too much... that is also part of the reason. In short, after we leave, someone needs to look after the campfire here to ensure that we still have a safe camp to return to. The original plan was for Theresa and me to go meet the deity together, so sir, are you going too? I need to remind you that no matter how magical you appear, the deity's power will not fail to affect you just because you are a special man."

"I will go with you."

Xia De nodded and pressed his hand against his chest. Without divinity on him, relying only on those faint remnants of afterglow and the First Fire, he could not stand in front of the deity for a long time. But fortunately, the Witch Empress was leading the way this time. Although Ms. Violet Ma Xieer was far inferior to Ms. Feilian during the Thousand Tree Forest period, she was stronger than Ms. Oulannode, the librarian during the Dead Silence Valley period.

All three witches were thirteenth-tier, but there were differences between thirteenth-tier and thirteenth-tier.

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