Chapter 986

"Wish."

Clearly, for the sake of the god's three tests, Miss Violet had been actively running around and taking action, but when the tests were truly completed and they reached the end, she seemed a bit uninterested at this moment. "Yes, aren't you pursuing eternal beauty?"

Xia De urged. His time was really running out. Miss Violet looked at Xia De, then shook her head slightly: "Thinking about it now, this wish is really meaningless. Xia De, go ask about the things you want to know, such as why you appeared here." Her tone suddenly became much colder, and Xia De blinked his eyes in surprise. There were indeed many things he wanted to know, such as the secret of the time of the Sixth Era, who the fourth Chosen One was, and when the end of the world would appear. But this wish given by the god absolutely could not be asked by him. The trial given by the Tree Father was very clear: "Help mortals visit the god and learn the secret of eternal beauty," not "Help mortals complete the god's three trials." "Please don't joke."

Xia De said softly. Miss Violet wanted to say something else, but the semi-comatose Miss Theresa pulled her sleeve again. The Witch Empress's golden eyes looked at Xia De with some intensity. Xia De pursed his lips, and the voice in his ear was once again coaxing the witch. Xia De ignored it. He also stared at Miss Violet, and neither of them spoke. Thus, the ruler of Witton nodded unwillingly. She let Xia De support Miss Theresa, while she walked forward, bowed slightly, and said softly: "God, I come in pursuit of eternal beauty, craving to obtain that eternal beauty."

Once a wish involves "eternity," Ringed Shushis will be quite vigilant about the consequences of making such a wish, as this often means a trap related to the soul. But making a wish to a benevolent god does not need to consider this point; if such a wish cannot be realized, the god will inform you. And this time, the Indeterminate Wise One nodded with a smile: "Having passed the three tests, you are worthy of this wisdom."

He raised his hand and pointed at Miss Theresa's brow. Xia De and Miss Theresa could only see the Witch Empress's back and could not see her expression, but both could see that in the void, golden steps extended from the top of her head to a higher place. Strange golden luster was flowing on the steps. She was still thirteenth-tier, but compared to just now, she seemed a bit different. The god bestowed upon mortals wisdom that they should not possess, and wisdom itself was power. The golden steps disappeared in the air, and the Great Witch retreated two steps and was supported by Xia De. Her whole body trembled, and she turned to look at Xia De, her right hand raised to touch her face. "Sir, how do I look now?" Dark golden eyes looked at Xia De again. Xia De subconsciously held his breath. He actually didn't feel that her appearance had changed much; after all, Miss Violet Marshall was stunningly beautiful from the beginning. "Very beautiful."

He used a very simple way to describe it. The god's power did not make her already extraordinary power go a step further; the god should have given her the knowledge and power of this eternity. The witch's mouth revealed a smile, and she wanted to say something else, but saw the water mist on the lake surface surging. The flowing mist was surrounding Xia De. He also noticed this point, and although there was still a smile on his face, he was still a bit regretful: "My mission is completed. I think I should leave."

"You..."

"Keep this sword well. I am also the first to know that it has this effect?"

He wanted to pull out the silver sword from the ground and hand it to the witches, but found that the sword could not be pulled out. "I have bestowed more power upon this sword; you need to gain its recognition again."

The god watching this scene reminded him softly. Miss Theresa reached out and grasped Xia De's left hand holding the sword. Miss Theresa tried hard to open her eyes to look at Xia De who was about to leave, and also placed her hand on his hand holding the sword. The three exerted force slowly together, and while the runes on the sword body flashed with light, they pulled the Night Watcher out of the soft soil under their feet. At this time, the water mist entwining Xia De was getting thicker and thicker, and he was really about to leave: "Miss Theresa, I wish you eternal youth."

He said with a smile. "Miss Theresa, I wish you a successful graduation and become a successful Great Witch. You actually have great talent, just lacking some self-confidence." He said to Miss Theresa again, and the latter tried hard to open her eyes to look at him. Touching the Night Watcher made Miss Theresa's state a bit better. "Mr. Hamilton... goodbye." "It's a pity that you are not a treasure belonging to us in this era."

Miss Theresa took a deep breath, took off the golden ring on her right index finger, and placed it in Xia De's hand. The ring's band was quite thick, and the ring face was also gold. The pattern on the ring face was a complex symbol similar to a curved cross. This was a power ring. Besides the decorative function of the ring itself, it was also a seal. For the Witch Empress who ruled the Witton region, the value of the power ring she carried with her was immeasurable in any era. "A gift, keep it as a souvenir."

She looked into Xia De's eyes and said. While Xia De was holding the ring and didn't know what to say, the lady who originally looked a bit worried suddenly smiled, and that smile was so beautiful that Xia De was also... "As a reward."

Taking advantage of Xia De's stunned state, Miss Theresa reached out and touched Xia De's cheek, then pulled him into her arms with a sudden tug, closed her eyes, and kissed him. The water mist turned into thick white fog and wrapped around the two who were close at hand. The thick fog seemed invisible, but it forced Miss Theresa to retreat constantly. For some reason, her spirit had barely returned to normal at this time, but she could only watch her aunt kiss Xia De in a daze, and then the white fog obscured her vision. The swirling white fog was as dense as a silkworm cocoon, and it took a full half minute for the thick fog to start to fade, and another half minute to disappear completely. In the disappeared white fog, only the figure of the Great Witch remained. She touched her lips with a sense of loss, and after a while, she shook her head slightly: "The kissing technique is really poor. Are the witches around him vegetarians or mental romanticists?"

Miss Theresa didn't know what to say anymore. After tidying up her mood, Miss Theresa bowed to the god who was watching the scene just now: "Thank you very much for your generosity, but I don't know if we still have a chance to see Xia De Hamilton again."

"This question, you need to seek the answer yourself."

The god was still as gentle as before. It seemed that He was not surprised that Xia De did not disappear after realizing his wish, and there was a reason for it: "The answer to the third trial given by the person who left just now contains the specific location of the Wisdom Angel Cherub, which far exceeds the minimum requirement. Originally he should have received an extra gift, but it seems that now this gift can only be given to you as a final blessing. You can choose for yourself." Miss Theresa looked at her distant niece, and the latter held the sword hilt and shook her head slightly: "This wish has nothing to do with me."

The Witch Empress herself clearly still had many desires and many thoughts, but at this moment she unexpectedly felt that she had no desires. Knowing that the god would not answer any questions related to Xia De Hamilton, she had no interest at all in the opportunity for the god's blessing: "Thank you for your generosity, we have no needs. Everything about the Lost Lake, we will keep secret. Wise as water, may water..." The god nodded with a smile: "No wish? That's fine."

Miss Theresa didn't quite understand what the god meant, but soon noticed that she seemed to be holding something. She loosened her right hand that had been clenched tightly at some point, and then saw a teardrop-shaped blue crystal appear in her hand: "This is..."

"Down!"

A familiar call appeared in her ear. When she looked up again, she found that she had actually arrived outside the tower. This statement was not rigorous because that black stone tower had already disappeared. The eight witches stood on the lake island of the Lost Lake. The departure of the god allowed the misty fog to gradually invade this safe clearing. That maid head with brown hair immediately arranged for the maids to cast spells to protect this area, while she handed the potions that replenished mental power and physical strength to the two returning ladies. Miss Theresa waved her hand to refuse the holy water. She gripped the blue crystal in her palm tightly and looked at Miss Theresa: "Shu, how do you feel now?"

The latter swallowed the liquid carefully, taking the power from it: "Still a bit dizzy, temporarily unable to distinguish directions. However, the conditions of visual hallucinations and tinnitus have eased."

She put down the bottle and hesitated for a moment before asking: "Aunt, just now you and..."

"That feeling was not bad." Miss Theresa smiled, and then looked with satisfaction at the loss on Miss Theresa's face: "I said, if you want something, you have to fight for it yourself. Shu, you still don't understand this truth."

She looked at the island shrouded in thin fog: "This adventure was really unexpected. I didn't expect that such things really existed. It seems that after I go back, I have to visit Saint-Bais. I don't believe there is no information or record there. That strange rumor originally spread from Saint-Bais."

Miss Theresa knew what Miss Theresa was talking about. She nodded silently, and then said: "This adventure was indeed unexpected. Even if I lose a part of my memory after leaving, it should be enough to complete my graduation thesis." She handed the Night Watcher to the maids for safekeeping. "After you complete the graduation process, come to Witton to help me. Although you graduated from the academy, you still need a teacher. Are you willing to become my apprentice?"

Miss Theresa said, not giving Miss Theresa a chance to refute: "For a long time to come, I will spend my time writing books. I want to record the knowledge given by the god." She paused and said: "And this wonderful crystal, I think I know how to deal with it. As for Witton's affairs, you help me handle them for the time being. For these years, I have always thought that my upper limit was the thirteenth tier, but now I suddenly have a new goal, and I find that my limit seems to be far from what it is now."

"A new goal, you want to..."

Miss Theresa asked in disbelief. The Witch Empress showed that stunning smile, reached out to pull her personal maid, and smiled as she stuffed the blue crystal into her chest. Amidst the maid head's dissatisfied complaints, she sighed: "Originally, stopping at the thirteenth tier was enough, but now I find that even at the thirteenth tier, there are still things I can't get. Since that's the case, if I don't try, how do I know it's impossible? Just now when I kissed him, I discovered a wonderful reverberation—the reverberation of time and space is vibrating power, it's really interesting... Let's leave first."

Taking the Night Watcher and waving it in front of her, the space gradually filled with fog cracked open a slit. Behind that slit, silk and gold-dotted temporary camps, numerous witches wearing beautiful long dresses managing the camp, and countless land-running birds of strange colors were waiting for the Emperor's return in the large camp of the Broken Islands. Miss Theresa crossed the slit holding the sword, and Miss Theresa, surrounded by six maids, also lifted her skirt and crossed that slit. She was amazed at the power Miss Theresa showed at this time. In a place like the Lost Lake, even a thirteenth-tier witch could absolutely not open a passage to leave at will. "However, don't you want the luggage on the shore?"