The Mystery:The Witch and the Scourge

"Miss Louise, how could it be you?"

The man also spoke in surprise, his pupils narrowed, fully showing his surprise. After a fleeting moment, he quickly regained his composure and hid his emotions.

A man and a woman all turned their attention to Panatia, who was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai and looking at the two of them with great interest.

"Why, did you know each other beforehand?" she asked with a smile.

Louise was not familiar with the man in front of her, but she was definitely not a stranger. They could be regarded as passers-by who had met each other once before, so she replied softly:

"A few days ago, I attended a ball and met Triss by chance at the party. The ball was hosted by Mr. Osman."

The man named Osman corrected him sternly: "The owner of that ball is Count Wolfe."

Louise glanced at him and thought:

"Does it make a difference? Is Count Wolfe not your biological father?"

Panatia said a long "Oh" in a rather ambiguous tone and said:

"It seems that you two have a close relationship. It's such a good match that it saves me the trouble of introducing you."

After that, she put away her legs, stood up and walked to the two of them. She first smiled at Osman and introduced:

"This Miss Louise is the helper I mentioned to you, so I gave her to you. She must be safe and sound when she is returned to me!"

Then he looked at Louise, his gentle smile and tone contained unquestionable firmness, and said:

"In the next period of time, you will cooperate with Mr. Osman. I believe you are no stranger to this. Don't let me down!"

"I accept this task, 'Ms. Desperation.'" Louise lowered her head and agreed without hesitation, but she couldn't help but cursed in her heart:

"I'm so familiar. The person you asked me to cooperate with before is called Major General Bright. At this moment, his funeral is in full swing!"

She raised her head and cast a scrutinizing gaze on Osman's handsome face, which had a special meaning.

Panatia laughed twice with satisfaction and praised:

"You and Triss are both being trained within the sect. You may one day become powerful demi-gods and demi-humans, but this will definitely depend on your own efforts. Do you understand?"

You, a "witch", have learned how to paint pie cakes for others... Louise sneered indifferently deep in her heart, but her face showed a little restrained excitement and longing, and she hurriedly responded:

"Thanks for your help."

Panatia nodded slightly and was about to leave after saying a few more words, but suddenly she noticed that Louise looked hesitant, as if she had something to hide, so she asked:

"Any questions?"

Louise pretended to hesitate for two seconds and said cautiously:

"There's one thing I don't know if it's worth reporting to you. I found that the relationship between Triss and Prince Edsac seemed a little unusual. At that ball..."

"That's enough." Panatia interrupted her words seriously. The majesty of the demigod was faintly exuded. She looked at the slightly dazed Louise without any emotion in her eyes and said:

"I have my own arrangements for this matter. You don't have to worry about prying anymore. Just concentrate on completing your mission."

Then, she seemed to feel that she had overreacted, so she smiled and patted Louise on the shoulder, and softly comforted:

"You and Triss each have their own tasks, and there is an invisible and hidden competition between the two. I hope you won't disappoint me."

Louise kept saying yes. When she raised her head, she found that Panatia's figure had disappeared, and then she turned her eyes to Osman, who had been standing silently on the other side.

This school-level officer of MI9 looks handsome, has a cool and calm demeanor, and is the object of admiration by many people. Unexpectedly, he also cooperates with the "Witch Sect" and participates in human trafficking activities!

Thinking about it from another angle, in the eyes of these aristocratic factions loyal to George III, they only care about accepting the king's orders, and do not consider the purpose of collecting so many people... As for the so-called law, they are the ones who make the law.

people.

"Standing in front of a real demigod, the pressure is quite high." Osman seemed to feel the same way and said: "Actually, 'Ms. Desperate' is quite kind, better than other demigods I have seen.

Get along much better.”

With a simple sentence, Louise's cautious and humble attitude was easily resolved. Then, he greeted him more casually:

"Drink something, coffee, or black tea..."

As he spoke, he walked to the cabinet on the left side of the room, took out a bottle of exquisite red wine, and said with a smile:

"Or do you want to relax with a glass of wine?"

"You can do as you please!" Louise said with a smile, her face returning to calm very quickly.

She just mentioned Triss's matter deliberately, in order to test "Desperate Nightingale" Panatia's attitude towards this matter, and use this as evidence to consider whether she should fulfill her promise to Triss.

During this mental activity, Osman poured two glasses of red wine skillfully, raised his glass to invite:

"Taste the red wine brewed in my own manor."

Feeling the other person's refreshing demeanor, Louise took the wine glass and shook it slightly. The color was authentic and the aroma was strong. After clinking the glasses, she took a sip. The taste was mellow and the aftertaste flowed, and she praised:

"A very good wine, enough to rank among the top three in my opinion."

"Thank you for your compliment. It seems that 'Ms. Desperation' has not only found a good helper for me, but also a drinking buddy." Osman invited Louise to sit on the sofa and said sincerely face to face.

Louise responded with a smile, put down her wine glass, and asked straight to the point:

"I don't know what exactly the 'Desperate Lady' needs me to do when she sends me here?"

"Actually, I don't know either." Osman spread his hands and said without knowing whether it was true or false: "However, I think I will know the reason soon."

After that, he cast his sincere and thoughtful gaze on Louise’s face and said seriously:

"Actually, I was very impressed with you at the dance on Tuesday. I just found out about you from my friends. Unexpectedly, you were introduced to me by 'Lady Desperate.'

A kind of fate?"

Damn, what do you mean by this... Louise felt a chill in her heart. She is not Triss, and you are not Prince Edsac. What kind of "love at first sight" drama are you trying to do here!

She took a deep breath and responded politely:

"I accompanied Miss Audrey to the dance on Tuesday night, and I thought that under the aura of 'Backlund's most dazzling gem', no one noticed me!"

Osman shook his head and said with a smile:

"In my opinion, you have not faded compared to Miss Audrey, but each has his or her own beauty."