On the steam train heading to Becland, Tao Yu watched the scenery receding outside the window. Though the speed was not as fast as a green-skin train, it was the most convenient mode of transport in this era.
"Airships are more expensive, and at present, they have little to do with ordinary people."
As the train turned a corner, Tao Yu watched the steam and black smoke spewing from the locomotive and shook his head, closing the window.
In the end, he had become an informant for the Church of the Night, and after he had obtained the materials for the ’Witch’ Potion, he agreed to continue delving into the organization suspected of being a front for the Witch Sect, and he was able to contact the Nightwatcher in Becland directly if he had any information.
There was also a corresponding reward mechanism.
"Am I now considered an informal contract worker? Hmm, there’s no base salary, doesn’t even count as labor dispatch..."
Tao Yu laughed at himself in self-deprecation but didn’t actually have any aversion to it.
At least between the Witch Sect and the Church of the Night, he preferred the style of the Night.
The fact that an ordinary Nightwatcher from the backwater area of Tingen had such high consciousness still touched Tao Yu.
Although it had been less than two years since his awakening, he had already seen many life and death situations and had killed many people with his own hands.
But seeing Klein, a young man full of passion, die in front of him while trying to protect people who had nothing to do with him, still left him with a bad taste.
Perhaps, he could have been saved...
Although Tao Yu didn’t like to self-flagellate, blaming himself for problems, this time he indeed felt...
Well, it wasn’t quite guilt, but there was some regret and sighs...
"Although the ’Instigator’ hasn’t been fully digested yet, drinking the ’Witch’ Potion shouldn’t be a problem."
Since Tao Yu himself had a strong physical foundation and spiritual exemptions, there was naturally no need to worry.
However, it still warranted some consideration afterwards.@@@@
Both the Witch Sect and the Church of the Night knew he had chosen this Pathway, and if there were no significant changes to a living person, that would indeed be too obvious.
"I don’t know what the adjacent Pathway of the assassin is, but since Sequence Four is convenient for switching pathways, it seems too late to worry about that. I’ll just dress androgynously."
Tao Yu thought of Sun Shiqing and wondered what the effects of feeding her the Magic Potion would be.
He inexplicably felt a bit excited...
...
Having returned to his place on Minsk Street, Tao Yu didn’t go to meet the Witch Sect contact immediately; instead, he began concocting the Witch Potion.
Once the gurgling Magic Potion was complete, Tao Yu didn’t hesitate and gulped it down in one go.
A sensation of sour pain attacked his body.
"The impact on the body is stronger, but the greatest change is on the spiritual side, with many more abilities appearing... Sequence Seven truly marks a phase of transformation."
Muttering to himself, Tao Yu noted the physical enhancements were minimal, only making his body more flexible, which also incidentally ’whitewashed’ some of the small skills he had learned before. Explore more stories at novelhall.Co?m
As his own strength slowly emerged, his physical aspect was already no worse than that of Zilinges.
In terms of extraordinary abilities, Tao Yu discovered that the Witch Pathway had yielded many practical skills.
First was [Invisibility], which incidentally unlocked part of his own shadow abilities. Moreover, he could control black flames and frost, which also unlocked a portion of his mental powers.
"Although Sequence Eight isn’t fully digested, and Sequence Seven not at all, looking at the overall situation, even without praying to myself, I should be a bit stronger than Zilinges. But to avoid suspicion, I better not overdo it."
Tao Yu knew that his identity must not be revealed, and silent, considerable wealth was best; normally showing himself as a Sequence Seven would suffice.
After checking once more by opening his trouser flap, he looked as mighty as ever.
Although he was very confident in his [Divinity], when it involved such matters, he still needed to double-check.
He brought out a mirror and saw that his facial features had softened somewhat, his demeanor slightly more effeminate.
...
"Hmm? Room number 15 has been rented out too."
Tao Yu took a carriage back home, glanced at the room which had been up for rent, and noticed it seemed to be occupied now.
However, Tao Yu didn’t pay it much mind.
Today was the day of the new Tarot Club meeting.
Last time he had to ask for leave because he was worried about being shadowed by an official extraordinary, but this time there was no problem.
As Tao Yu arrived home, living alone without any worries, he went straight to his bedroom and quietly waited.
With the arrival of three in the afternoon, Tao Yu once again felt a sense of mental delirium, then his spiritual perspective soared infinitely, re-entering that misty hall...
It was the same few people, Miss Justice took the lead with her cheerful voice that brightened one’s mood,
"Good afternoon~, Mr. Fool, Mr. Hanged Man, Mr. Sun, Mr. Destiny~"
Each acknowledged with a nod.
Mr. Fool didn’t specifically open his mouth, so no one knew the last gathering of extraordinaries had been cancelled.
Then it seemed that Mr. Hanged Man was the most anxious, taking the initiative to gesture
"Mr. Fool, I have obtained nineteen diary pages this time, but I can’t remember all of them at once. Please allow me to provide them to you in batches.
"Thank you for sending your patron to help me get rid of Zilinges. This is the payment I owe you."
Hearing Mr. Hanged Man’s words, Tao Yu also had a feeling of ’as expected’.
"That guy who gave me an extreme sense of danger, was he a patron of Mr. Fool? The help Mr. Hanged Man sought? No wonder he didn’t attack me."
"Hey hey, Mr. Hanged Man, since you already sought help from Mr. Fool’s patron, why did you ask me to take action? I almost got the wrong end of the stick."
Tao Yu complained, then saw Mr. Fool’s gaze sweep over him.
Tao Yu didn’t know why Mr. Fool was looking at him.
On the other hand, Mr. Hanged Man kept apologizing,
"I’m truly sorry, it was my lack of consideration. The diary pages I promised to give you will also be given to you together."
Alger quickly apologized.
He remembered what The Singer of the Gods had said: aside from the high Sequence of the Pathway of the Death present, there seemed to be another person at the scene who left even earlier.
If that person was Mr. Destiny, it meant that despite The Singer of the Gods noticing them from afar, they could leave unharmed!
Although it might be because The Singer of the Gods was wary of the Demigod of the Pathway of the Death, it still highlighted that Mr. Destiny’s strength was not simple, probably not just the so-called ’extraordinary item’!
And the following words from Mr. Fool seemed to confirm this.
"Your ability is very interesting. You also stopped the descent of an Evil God’s offspring in Tingen. Well done."
Klein had only seen Tao Yu’s prayer after being revived, which left Mr. Fool rather speechless.
You prayed just when I was about to get beaten to death, how could I respond to you.
Fortunately, you thought it meant ’automatically’ taking action; otherwise, I don’t know what might have happened.
Afterward, Klein did use divination in the gray fog to confirm that the power within Mr. Destiny was an un-divinable existence of a high order.
Furthermore, coupled with the reply from Mr. Azik, whom he had commissioned, after putting the two together, he roughly knew it was a fellow countryman named Fokke Soshi who had taken action.
While he did not know the specifics of that power, it should be a temporary ability surpassing Sequence Five acquired at some cost.
I have the gray fog cheat, and my fellow countryman has his own cheat. That seems quite normal...