The evil witch BOSS just wants to develop in a low profile

O'Glan City, near a forest path beside the eastern steam railway.

A wisp of gray mist suddenly appeared.

"Tzz..."

A rustling, tearing sound arose.

By the time the gray mist dissipated.

Two figures had already appeared on this secluded and deserted path.

Marquis Albert, who had landed, surveyed his surroundings for a moment.

Then, he slowly exhaled, the vigilance and wariness on his white-haired face slightly dissipating.

Immediately, his gaze fell on Zorn, a slight smile appearing.

"I didn't expect that within this ancient ruin, there would actually be such a peculiar exit."

"Originally, I thought there would be a great battle, or perhaps a chase, but now it seems we've saved a lot of effort."

"These kinds of ancient ruins generally have such exits. If you search carefully, you can still find clues."

Zorn lowered his voice.

Although there were indeed such secret passages within the ancient ruins.

Once sealed, one still wouldn't be able to get out.

It required the resonance method of the Law Ring Tree to exit.

The benefit of such a secret passage was.

It allowed entry and exit far from the entrance area of ​​Rift Mist Town.

Although quite troublesome, with Rift Mist Town occupied by the Reapers and the Holy Sun Church, taking this path was extremely safe.

Not far away, Alvin was driving a carriage rapidly towards them.

Before coming out, Zorn had already notified Alvin to come and pick them up.

O'Glan City already showed signs of changing.

O'Glan City's civil servants had all been given leave, and even the City Hall building was already deserted.

Many steam factories related to the city government had also been closed and production halted.

At key street intersections, members of the Holy Sun Church's Knights and church believers could be seen maintaining order.

The entire O'Glan City was operating according to the usual social inertia.

Compared to the standstill of official power.

Industries at the bottom of society, like the Three Horse Gang, were diligently operating as usual.

Even though O'Glan City was already in a state of semi-war.

The lives of these lower-class people had to continue.

However, the impact was inevitable. The church implemented a city-wide curfew, and business was considered good if it was a third of what it used to be.

At this time, Zorn's previous capture of the Three Horse Gang and the construction of his own transcendent believer system began to show results.

Zorn's two pharmaceutical factories, because they were associated with the city government, had also been greatly affected.

They had already suspended business.

Fortunately, the witches had dispersed early and were not caught.

And the Three Horse Gang, which Zorn had invested in integrating early on.

At this time, it became a powerful source of Zorn's "fighting source essence."

The believers in the lower-tier market were more adaptable.

The carriage plunged into the mist area on the north side.

Zorn was very familiar with this road.

It was the road leading to Gray Mist Castle.

Before, Zorn had come here at the invitation and had gained a lot.

Finally, the carriage arrived at the foot of the mountain, the Gray Mist Castle occupied by the [Blood Shadow Rose].

........

When Marquis Albert, Zorn, and Alvin arrived in the hall under the guidance of the castle steward.

The hall was already filled with many well-dressed men and women.

Some were holding small plates, others were holding wine glasses.

Gathered in groups of three or five, chatting and laughing, very harmoniously.

It was like... no... it was a gathering among transcendents, although not large in scale.

Zorn swept his gaze across the room, a strange look flashing across his face.

Not only were the few big figures from O'Glan City present in this hall.

But there were also some important figures from the Sun Church.

There were also many people from the host, [Blood Shadow Rose].

One had to know that a month ago.

No... half a month ago.

The personnel of these two major organizations were still being hunted down in O'Glan City.

And now they were "raising their glasses together" and were about to discuss confidential matters.

There were also familiar figures in the hall.

However, when his gaze fell on the table not far away where various desserts and delicacies were placed.

"Glug glug..."

Hunger was wriggling.

Zorn came to the table very simply, first having a glass of red wine to stimulate his appetite, and then began to sweep away the food.

These days underground, he hadn't eaten much good stuff.

These delicacies made Zorn's appetite grow.

Just as Zorn was enjoying the food.

A fair and slender hand gently patted Zorn's shoulder.

Without turning his head, Zorn knew who it was.

Jolia, wearing a white court dress, had her bright eyes sparkling as she looked at Zorn.

"Zorn, long time no see!"

Her voice was particularly soft.

"Ugh! Afternoon... Good... Jolia... Student!"

Zorn, with his mouth full of food, was slightly impolite.

Seeing this, Jolia covered her mouth and giggled.

Mid-level experts were everywhere here, and the two of them couldn't possibly exchange secret information in front of others.

Zorn held the plate, eating and chatting with Jolia.

Although it was inelegant, the braised pig trotters steamed with spices were really delicious.

"You two know each other?"

Before long, another figure came to Zorn's side, Isabel, wearing a purple-gold flower court dress.

Her tall figure made her look particularly dignified and elegant.

The demeanor and temperament of the future Empress of the Steam Empire were beyond compare for ordinary people.

"Zorn and I have known each other since we were little, we were classmates for 12 years!"

Jolia slightly raised her head, very naturally holding Zorn's arm holding the plate, and said very proudly and confidently.

The corner of Zorn's eye twitched.

Although he often used the power of authority to stabilize the master-servant relationship between them.

But the more so, the more Jolia, as a [Rose Witch] sequence, craved the whipping and lessons from her master.

The [Rose Witch] who likes to be irrigated with blood and pain is born with this nature.

In the words of a professional witch trainer, "The loyalty of the Rose Witch is directly proportional to the speed at which you whip her. As long as you whip her fast enough, the loyalty of the Rose Witch will break through the sky!"

Looking at Jolia nestled beside Zorn, and... Isabel, who didn't seem to have much resistance to her.

Isabel's narrow eyelashes twitched slightly, her face slightly stiff, and an indescribable strange emotion surged into her heart, making her breathing slightly rapid.

........

As the banquet came to an end.

The twilight pressed down heavily.

In O'Grann City, deep beneath the surface, the Bloodshadow Rose and its many experts gathered to secretly discuss their upcoming mysterious plan.

Zorn, however, was not yet qualified to participate.

But even without participating, he had a general understanding of the plan's outline.

The 'Bleeding Sun' was about to rise.

When that time came, the 'Reapers' invading O'Grann City, as well as the many transcendents of the Holy Sun Church, would suffer the terrible scorching of the blazing sun.

At that time, a grand war, a declaration of war, would officially begin!

Although Zorn did not participate in the meeting,

he was already one of the greatest beneficiaries of the 'Bleeding Sun'.

No one desired the Bleeding Sun's rise more than he did.

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In the depths of the twilight,

Jolia secretly led Zorn through the dimly moonlit corridor.

Then, carefully looking around, she pulled Zorn into her private boudoir.

However,

their little actions had long been seen clearly by a hidden presence in the dark.

… …

Seeing the two enter the room and close the door,

with a 'smash!' sound,

beside a window, under the cold, pale moonlight, Isabel crushed the porcelain cup in her hand.

She looked at that corner with cold eyes.

An indescribable feeling grew heavier and heavier in her heart.

She felt, in the depths of her being, that she and Zorn Carrick had a sense of familiarity.

A hint of admiration, a hint of infatuation, she had never told anyone.

Perhaps… …

occasionally, she would indulge in that hidden, unknown fantasy.

But today,

the person with whom she had a vague connection, even someone she somewhat liked, had entered another woman's boudoir.

And it was a lowly witch.

"She's just a witch who is good at bewitching people!"

Just then, from a corner to the side, the figure of the Sun Lady slowly rose.

"He can't be bewitched; he's doing it on purpose."

Isabel said coldly.

The Sun Lady simply smiled.

"He's not doing it on purpose; he simply doesn't care about you."

"Isabel, you must know that the world doesn't revolve around you, and not everything needs to go your way."

"You… have incredibly powerful bloodline power, and it is constantly reviving and awakening."

"You can even communicate with the giants in the depths of the Gray Mist, and even master the power of the Giant Kingdom."

"This time, the upcoming 'Bleeding Sun' even has a part of you in it."

"When the steam roars in the Northern Frontier and a brand new Steam Kingdom is born, you will be the most perfect candidate for Empress."

"I, and those few in the Sun Church, are also fully supporting you for the position."

"This time, we have also won over a lot of power in the O'Grann City Council."

"In the future, you will wear the crown and ascend to the throne of Empress."

"That Zorn Carrick's missing out on you will be a huge loss for him."

"He missed the opportunity to stand by your side, so in the future, he will crawl at your feet and kiss your toes."

"No matter how powerful he is, he's just a small noble baron; he's insignificant in the Steam Empire."

After a moment of contemplation, Isabel withdrew her gaze.

She raised her head, and the cold moonlight shone on her cheeks, her heart becoming even colder!

… … … …

Deep within the dark and silent room,

compared to Vanessa's obedience, Jolia's liveliness and cuteness were also uniquely charming.

After a bout of release, Zorn, holding Jolia, combined what he had seen and heard today and pondered silently.

"Isabel's… that feeling of connection in the dark has been shattered."

"Presumably, that future Empress must be very angry right now!"

"Unfortunately… the future baron may not crawl at the feet of you schemers!"

"If I'm not satisfied with the Empress you support, she won't become Empress!"

"After all."

Zorn's eyes narrowed slightly.

"There's more than one candidate for Empress!"

"Also…"

Lost in thought, Zorn rubbed his brow and looked at Jolia pressed against his chest.

"Those big shots in your Bloodshadow Rose have already noticed that you seem to be 'in love' with me."

"They even witnessed me being led into your boudoir by you."

"Ah…"

Jolia blinked her dark eyelashes, a pair of bright eyes gleaming in the darkness.

"Rose Witches need to be irrigated with painful blood, suffering, and hatred."

"Since you are in love, then killing the object of your affection will allow you to quickly bloom and transform."

"I guess… those big shots in your Bloodshadow Rose might be wondering whether or not to kill me, and the plan to kill me."

"But isn't the Bloodshadow Rose cooperating with O'Grann City?"

Zorn smiled softly.

"Does cooperating with O'Grann City conflict with killing me?"

"After all, I'm just an insignificant Level 5 'Fighter'."

Zorn's words made Jolia pause slightly.

"Then… what do we do?"

She looked at Zorn with some worry.

"Since I'm willing to come, I naturally have a way to solve it."

Zorn gently stroked her high nose bridge.

"Didn't you tell me before that the secret passage to the God Realm is about to be dug through?"

"Yes!"

Jolia nodded seriously.

"I've felt it this time; it really… is about to be dug through."

"The journey to the God Realm is about to come to an end."

"Since that's the case… it's time to close the net."

"In a few days, find a suitable day, follow the plan I gave you, complete it, and then secretly escape."

"Then… just wait for them to explode themselves!"

"After I escape, will they continue to make trouble for you?"

Jolia said with some concern.

"After you escape, I'll be safe instead."

"Moreover, they better not get any ideas about me."

"Otherwise…"

Zorn's eyes narrowed slightly, and a sharp light surged slightly in the depths of his pupils.

"The Bloodshadow Rose will be served on the table as a delicious delicacy by the evil spirit wizards in O'Grann City!"