Chapter 14: Witches Should Be Burned
Deya quickly suppressed his thoughts.

Compared to who wants to kill him, completing [World Recollection], the first step to becoming the 'Scourge of the Undead' is more important.

A blacksmith must be strong himself. As long as you are strong enough, you can face any crisis.

Especially the series of things that he had planned, as long as he completed them well, he could also obtain a [forbidden item].

With that [forbidden item] and the eight-ring spell that sealed his left eye, Deya now has a certain ability to protect himself.

Deya took a file from the table and placed it in front of Lamia.

The witch looked at Deya calmly, then lowered her eyes and carefully read the words on the paper in her hand.

“Fitch, it could be a real name or a pseudonym, but it doesn’t matter.

He lives at 17 Vander Street, th District, Abrana. This file contains some information about his behavior habits, but it is not comprehensive, so you can just take a look at it.

Since you and I have signed the agreement, you have to work for me. Now I will assign you the first task.

Kill Fitch, interrogate his soul, and find me something. All you have to do is ask him where the most important thing is hidden.

This is the scroll of the necromancy spell 'Talking with the Dead'. I believe you should know how to use it, and I will let Camille cooperate with you."

Deya gently pushed a small parchment scroll in front of Lamia.

As long as the magic scroll is not a high-level spell, although it is expensive, there are ways to get it. After all, it is a disposable item.

This magic scroll was found by Deyato's own father. Although it cost a lot of money, Deya didn't want to ask his teacher for even such a small matter.

The information about Fitch was delivered by Deya's good friend, Braut, yesterday.

Lamia read the information carefully. She took the scroll and said coldly, "I will complete the task."

As for why she let Camille follow, Lamia understood that even though the two of them had signed a contract, Deya still did not completely trust her.

This world is filled with all kinds of mysterious powers, and contracts are not unbreakable.

"Fitch should be a second- or third-ring spellcaster. I think you should be able to deal with him, but be quick and don't cause too much noise.

By the way, does your witch cult have any emblems or symbols that can be identified? "

Deya takes this matter very seriously and he must ensure that nothing goes wrong.

Lamia's heart moved, and she said calmly, "You want to frame someone?"

Deya nodded and admitted: "Fitch is a member of the 'Crescian Incantation Society' and a disciple of one of the high-level wizards.

The 'Secret Society of Cresien Incantation' is a secret society founded by a group of conjuration mages. They study and pursue the 'power of creation' of the conjuration school.

This secret meeting was mainly focused on the research and creation of material life constructs. Fitch stole an item from his teacher, which was also the most, no, the most important item in the 'Crescian Incantation Secret Meeting'.

And that’s what I want!”

Lamia listened carefully to Deya's explanation. She whispered, "This kind of blaming may not succeed."

Deya smiled and said, "Of course, but it's not a big deal, we have to give it a try, especially since you, a witch, are doing it yourself, the chances of framing someone will be higher.

I have taken away the most important thing of the organization, so I have to be more cautious and try not to cause any trouble, even if it may not succeed."

If you want to get something, you have to pay for it. Deya has already prepared himself to face all the dangers in the future.

"I will do it well." Lamia said this and took out a specially made emblem.

The surface of the emblem depicts a twisted, painful, wailing faceless woman, which is the organizational symbol of the Witch Cult.

Seeing that this witch always spoke in a cold voice, Deya didn't know whether it was natural or developed in the past few years in the Witch Cult.

If Deya had not seen more of her emotions in the basement, he would have suspected whether this witch had lost her human emotions and feelings.

“You must do this as soon as possible, and get it done today or tomorrow. I don’t want you to fail at even this first thing, Lamia.

By the way, after I caught you seven days ago, someone has been monitoring me. The person who was monitoring me was most likely from the Witch Cult.

Are they hunting you, or are they trying to rescue you?"

If it was before, Deya would have thought that those people were trying to rescue the witch they worshipped and respected.

But after learning about some of the internal affairs of the Witch Cult from Lamia, Deya was no longer sure.

Lamia placed her slender fingers on her delicate chin. She tilted her face slightly to show Deya a delicate and beautiful profile, and said thoughtfully, "They should be trying to rescue me."

Without waiting for Deya to ask her why, she explained, "The Kingdom of Susetani is not the main activity location of the Witch Cult.

At most, there are only low-level witches sent by the cult to manage this place. These witches don’t know the true secrets of the cult. They believe in witches.”

Deya followed her words and said, “This makes sense. An organization, especially a religious organization like the Witch Cult, must always have a program and an object of faith.

Only in this way can they unite the middle and lower classes and give believers a goal. No matter how corrupt the upper class is, the lower class may become more pious.

In that case, I will add one more task, which is to lure out the witches from the Witch Cult and bring them to me.

I'm about to perform a ritual, but in the absence of fresh souls and flesh and blood, a witch's soul must be more suitable. After all, witches should be burned at the stake, right?

Miss Lamia, you won't show mercy to the Witch Cult, right?"

Hatred flashed in the witch's dark and cold eyes. She subconsciously clenched her fists, and even her steady breathing quickened.

She nodded slightly and said, "I will not show mercy."

After saying that, Lamia stood up.

Deya asked in confusion, "What are you going to do?"

"Go and complete your mission."

Lamia said this coldly, but Deya felt that she was eager to kill those members of the Witch Cult.

Deya curled his lips slightly, clapped his hands lightly, and said with a smile: "Good, very energetic, I like people like you who are vigorous and resolute.

Camille, follow her. As a wanderer, you have to use your abilities this time."

Camille, who had been standing by the window looking outside, turned around when he heard this. He exaggeratedly touched his chest with his hand and bowed, saying, "I won't let you down, Lord Deya."

After saying that, Camille raised his eyebrows at the witch not far away. He knew very well that his most important task was actually surveillance.

Lamia saw Camille's provocation, but she ignored it.

She really disliked Camille, not because of her race, but simply because she hated her sloppy look.

(End of this chapter)