Chapter 15 No One Understands Witches Better Than Me

The empty house had curtains drawn on all the windows, not letting in a single ray of sunlight, as if the house was plunged into a deep night.

In the darkness, many candles were burning, forming an irregular shape.

Looking from above, it was a dark moon.

Deya placed gold, silver, crystal, amber, fur, animal blood and flesh, skulls of the dead and other objects at the sharp corners of irregular shapes.

He slowly walked to the ritual platform, lowered his eyes slightly, and whispered: "We still need a fresh soul of a spellcaster with certain strength."

With a solemn expression, he chanted: "Lord of the Night, Queen of the Dead, Goddess of the Dark Moon, I pray here, please hear my prayer.

This is the 'Ritual of the Dark Moon Ceremony', a noble gift offered by your loyal followers!"

Deya is not a believer in the God of Dark Moon and Afterglow. Theoretically, he cannot perform this sacrificial ritual that is closely related to faith.

But as a cheating player, he can use any spells and skills recorded on his 'game panel' at will.

"It's a good thing that this god has fallen, otherwise a pseudo-believer like me who performed the ritual to the goddess would probably be punished by God."

Deya was complaining in his heart. He looked calmly at the candles placed in the room. The quietly burning flames suddenly bloomed, like the setting sun.

……

"Over there, in that garden, he was disguised as a gardener, but I could see him.

Well, don't look at me like that, his craftsmanship is really poor. I have never seen a gardener with such poor skills."

Camille kept chattering and talking smugly one step behind Lamia.

His long-winded words made Miss Witch's beautiful brows frown slightly.

"Hey, wait a minute, you're just going to go over there so blatantly?"

Seeing Lamia heading towards the garden, Camille was startled and spoke quickly.

"You don't understand the Witch Cult."

Lamia replied coldly and ignored Camille. She folded her hands in front of her and walked forward gracefully.

"Okay, you're right, no one knows witches better than you!"

Camille shrugged and hurried to follow.

His mission is to monitor the witch. Although the witch must work hard for Lord Deya because of the contract, she must also be careful.

Lamia had just walked into the garden when a young man in gardener's clothes, who was peering in the direction of Deya Villa from time to time, was stunned.

The man quickly threw down the big scissors and walked quickly to Lamia. He knelt on the ground with a pious look on his face as if he had seen a god in his dream, and said excitedly:
"My Lord Witch, I finally see you."

The man shouted excitedly while kneeling down and walking in front of Lamia. It looked like he wanted to kiss Lamia's feet.

Just as Lamia was about to stop him, the man touched the ground with his forehead and did not dare to blaspheme the 'holy witch'.

Lamia said coldly without any politeness: "What's your name?"

The man looked surprised. He didn't expect that the witch would ask his name. He hurriedly replied: "My name is Allen, witch!"

“Who is the person in charge of Abranah?”

"It's the two witches Hanni and Ada."

"Take me to them."

"Yes!"

Alan stood up and led the way without any hesitation.

He now looked at Camille who was standing behind Lamia.

"That's my new servant."

Lamia said calmly. After a pause, she continued, "Deya Cavendish has also become my partner."

Upon hearing this, Allen sighed in his heart, she is worthy of being the Witch Lady, she accepted a powerful servant as soon as she arrived in Abrana.

As for the Earl's son, he thought that he was not a partner at all, but a servant of the Witch!
Camille did not refute Lamia's words, but felt that this matter was going too smoothly.

He looked at Lamia's condescending look, and when he thought of her fearful, begging appearance in front of Lord Deya, he muttered to himself: Is this what it means to be a lady in front of people but a XXX behind their backs?

But Camille was still cautious and followed Lamia.

……

The base of the Witch Cult in Abrana, the capital of Susaitani, is a perfume shop in the fifth district.

On the first floor, young girls hired locally sell different types of perfumes from other countries.

Women always love beauty, and the middle and high-level leaders of the Witch Cult are all women. They know how to make money from women.

On the second floor of the store, Lamia brought Camille to meet the person in charge. "Your loyal servant Hannie (Aida) greets the witch!"

A pair of women in their early thirties were equally excited when they saw Lamia, and they prostrated themselves before her in obedience.

The two women wore headscarves and had strange patterns painted on their faces with mysterious oil paint, which fits people's impression of "witches".

And if you look closely, you will find that the women are actually twins.

Sisters Hannie and Ada were deeply grateful that they had met a real witch.

They were ordinary people. They had neither the magical blood to become warlocks nor the wisdom to become wizards. Moreover, due to poverty, they did not learn religious scriptures from a young age to become priests of a church.

They were supposed to have no connection with spellcasters, but after joining the Witch Cult, they became 'witches' and possessed extraordinary powers.

And this power has changed their lives and made their faith stronger.

The Witch Cult has always taught them that their power comes from witches, so they must believe in and respect witches, otherwise they will lose everything.

Lamia looked at the twin witches kneeling on the ground, with a barely perceptible hint of disgust in her eyes.

None of the witches in these witch cults are good.

In order to recruit new believers, they often deceive girls from civilian families, causing them to lose their parents at an early age and only be able to receive the knowledge of the sect.

If a girl is lucky, her parents may still survive, but if she is unlucky, her entire family may even be killed.

When these girls grow up, the former victims will become perpetrators again, and the cycle will repeat itself.

"How strong are you?"

Lamia asked coldly.

"Sir, the two of us are three-ring witches, and Alan is a believer we developed in Abrana. He is a second-ring wanderer who is good at stealing."

The two witches said respectfully.

They did not ask Lamia why she appeared here. Not only did they not dare to ask, but in their hearts, witches were omnipotent.

They had seen Lamia disappear in Deya's villa before, and they didn't intend to rescue her.

The witches did not think that the witch was caught. The reason they were monitoring her was actually to find an opportunity to contact the witch Lamia.

Lamia nodded slightly.

A rogue who is good at stealing, preparing to change his job to a thief.

Just like Camille, although he calls himself a "Wanderer", in fact his real extraordinary profession is "Assassin", which he changed from a Wanderer.

Male members of the Witch Cult cannot become high-ranking officials, and their status is very low because men cannot become witches.

As for why extraordinary men would join the witch cult, in addition to the benefits promised by the cult, most witches would use their female bodies as tools and weapons for missionary work.

They satisfy each other's desires. Some witches have many followers, which shows how chaotic their private lives are.

"Tonight, the three of you will follow me and kill someone."

Lamia gave the order without any hesitation.

Since Deya wants to put the blame on the Witch Cult, she alone as a witch won't be enough, as witches don't really have a very obvious symbol.

But witches are different. Their appearance is very obvious.

"Yes, Witch-sama!"

Two witches and a wanderer didn't think anything of it at all.

They were taught to obey all the orders given by the witch.

"Can you guys report back to headquarters that you saw me?"

Lamia asked with some hope.

“In reply to your Excellency, we received an order from headquarters to search in Abrana.

After finding your whereabouts, we immediately reported your location to the headquarters."

The two witches replied respectfully, their words full of excitement.

They found the witch and completed the mission of the headquarters. They didn't know what reward they would get.

Lamia's rising hope fell again. It turned out that she was overthinking.

She laughed at herself, and felt anxious. She wondered who the Witch Cult would send to capture her, and whether Deya would betray her.

These are all what Lamia is worried about.

(End of this chapter)