Chapter 14 Sir, your eyeball has fallen out! (Ch 14)

The halo of light near dusk penetrated through the slightly yellowed windows, and the boundary with the shadows became increasingly blurred.
“The Witch” or Sister Teresa.
She was making soup or tea.
A faint fragrance lingered at the tip of his nose, and Zorn, who was sitting opposite it, vaguely smelled a hint of the sea.
“Ocean plantations always produce a lot of good things.”
Zorn thought.
Sister Teresa, she was wearing a simple and plain black nun’s robe, with silver hair and wrinkled face.
But his whole body exudes an aura of peace and tranquility.
A piece of black satin was wrapped around her eyes, covering her pupils.
It is said that she glimpsed unspeakable things in the depths of a high mountain cave, the original place of ancient witch sacrifices.
Although he saved his life, he lost his pupils forever.
However, as a “goddess” protected by “Amara, the Holy Mother”.
Having lost his pupils, he can more easily see into people’s hearts.
“Dear guests from afar, please have some tea!”
After pouring the tea, Bishop Theresa pushed the tea accurately in front of Zorn.
After taking a sip to moisten his throat and putting it back in place, Zorn spoke slowly.
“I noticed that there were a lot of children in Adolf’s Monastery, and their clothes were all very old.”
“At the same time, many parts of Adolf Monastery were overgrown with weeds and in disrepair.”
“I would like to make a charitable donation to help the Adolf Monastery.”
“Maybe…”
Zorn paused.
Originally, Zorn wanted to donate three hundred gold pounds.
However, a lot of gold pounds were looted from the Soul Feeders.
Zorn is happy to use this unexpected wealth to help others and himself.
“About five hundred pounds.”
“Although it’s not much, I will donate another sum every month.”
Although Zorn said it was not a large sum, it was undoubtedly a huge sum of money.
Mother Teresa smiled warmly.
“Thank you Mr. Zorn for your generosity and kindness.”
“May the great Holy Sun and Amara the Divine Mother protect you.”
“Today, factory chimneys are getting taller, the roar of machinery is getting louder, and steam trains are running faster and faster.”
“The helpless sobs of children are rarely heard.”
“There are very few people like you who are willing to help our monastery.”
“So……”
Sister Teresa’s expression was calm and gentle, and she raised her head and faced Zorn.
Zorn felt the strange “gaze” of being watched.
“What can I do for you?”
She said in a gentle voice.
Zorn thought for a moment, then spoke slowly.
“I do pray.”
When facing a witch who knows people’s hearts, sincerity is the best response strategy.
“I’m going to build a steam factory and make some potions.”
“However, I am currently lacking a medicinal herb called Purple Blood Fluorescent Grass.”
“And there are many such materials on the Saint Jaan Misty Plateau.”
Hearing this, Mother Teresa smiled quietly.
“It seems that Mr. Fighter, you know that we are witches from the mountains.”
Zorn nodded slightly.
“The roar of the steam wave makes the world noisy. Extraordinary power is no secret in the circle of nobles.”
Mother Teresa pondered for a while, and then slowly spoke.
“I have heard of your good deeds.”
“Ratcatcher Bevis sings the praises of your extraordinary exploits and achievements in strangling the Rat King.”
“but……”
As she spoke, she paused for a moment and her voice became serious and solemn.
“I feel like this matter… doesn’t seem to be that simple, Mr. Zorn!”
She is indeed very honest.
Even the suspicion is so direct.
“Yes!”
Zorn nodded.
“There are indeed some unspeakable secrets hidden in this, but these are all business secrets.”
After thinking quietly for a moment, Sister Theresa nodded slowly.
“This is really not my business.”
“Since you have a need, I will entrust merchants from the mountains to carry the ‘purple blood fluorescent grass’ you need.”
“Hopefully, this will be helpful to you.”
Seeing that Sister Teresa agreed, Zorn felt relieved.
While this is not the only way, it is the simplest.
If this side refuses, then Zorn will have to go through the channels of the church.
That will undoubtedly take a lot of time.
Bishop Teresa is very prestigious among the mountain witches.
Merchants from the mountains are all related to the witch priests of various tribes.
Without Bishop Theresa’s consent, they would never do business with Zorn easily.
Even so.
Merchants coming from the mountains would also be checked at the mountain passes occupied by the Holy Sun Church.
Fortunately, purple blood fluorescent grass is not a banned material.
As long as the trade channels are opened up.
Zorn raised the price slightly.
Then there will be a steady supply of purple blood fluorescent grass being transported to Oglan City.
After some conversation, seeing that it was getting dark, Zorn stood up and said goodbye.
By the way, Zorn also took out the 500 gold pounds of charity funds that he had prepared long ago and handed them over to Bishop Theresa.
Such a generous donation also allowed Theresa to personally escort Zorn to the carriage with four witches.
“call……”
Zorn let out a sigh and stretched out his body a little in the carriage.
A deep and obscure halo emerged from the depths of his pupils.
“The Age of Witches has not yet arrived.”
“But when the sleeping Divine Mother Amara awakens, the witches will show their terrifying side.”
“Fortunately… I started investing in the angel round, a true angel investor.”
“The witches have received my gift. I can even activate the awakening of Amara, the Holy Mother, at the corresponding time point.”
“The meshing of the gears of fate can at least allow Amara to remain neutral in the crucial battle, rather than standing against me.”
“And those witch monasteries that are gradually being established will also become a source of nutrients for my growth and development.”
The confrontation between evil spirits, tantric Buddhism, and evil gods is cruel and bloody.
Zorn must prepare for the future and make plans early.
After thinking for a moment, Zorn turned his attention back from the distant future to the present.
No matter what the future plans and destiny will be.
Seizing the present moment is the most important thing.
“After we have opened up channels with the witches and obtained the materials for the Holy Healing Glimmer Fluorescent Agent, we only need to complete the simplified process of the steam factory before we can officially start production.”
“Although the series of links are very simple after the steam plant streamlined the process, there are still a few special and important links that need to be controlled by our own people.”
“Otherwise, when the Holy Healing Micro-light Fluorescent Agent appears on the market, there will definitely be people who covet it.”
“High-end business wars often use the simplest form of kidnapping.”
“If you can control the core nodes in your own hands and prevent them from being leaked, there will be no problem.”
“First… I have to become an evil wizard. Only then… can I gain believers who are willing to be open-hearted to me and who will be completely loyal to me even if they witness the twilight!”
【Evil Spirit Wizard】
With this in mind, Zorn pulled open the small curtain on the car window.
The afterglow of dusk cast its last rays of light on the tall buildings of Oglen City, stretching the shadow of the carriage into a slender outline.
“tomorrow!”
He whispered.
“Tomorrow is the full blood moon, and the forbidden moment is about to arrive!”
“The [Evil Spirit Wizard] is about to arrive at the correct location.”
Silently, a misty fog swept in.
The wide suburban streets were deserted.
This is the “fog area” of Ogland City. Every evening, when dusk falls, thick fog will sweep in.
Although the church has set up a defense line, there are also lighthouse keepers in the gray fog who try their best to eliminate the “lost ones”.
But people living in this area will still return home early before nightfall, close doors and windows, and beware of heavy fog.
The gray fog spread and became thicker.
The clatter of horse hooves and the squeaking of wheels were in harmony with each other.
Apart from that, the world seemed to have gone quiet.
Zorn raised his brows and looked outside.
There was nothing but fog. I couldn’t see anything.
“Hmm… Could it be…”
Just as this thought came to Zorn’s mind.
“Kind sir, could you give me a ride?”
Someone stopped the carriage in the gray fog, speaking in a polite tone.
Before Zorn could speak.
The coachman spoke a little awkwardly.
“With great pleasure, generous sir!”
Zorn raised his right hand with the Twin Snake Ring on it and rubbed his temple slightly. He could vaguely hear a snake hissing and spitting out its tongue.
“Unknowingly, the coachman has been… influenced?”
He whispered.
Since this was the case, Zorn simply moved his body, made room and sat on the opposite side.
Then, a young man wearing a black suit and a brown hat, dressed quite decently and slightly retro, got on the carriage and sat in the seat that Zorn had given up.
He took off his hat.
“Today’s fog is so thick! I almost lost my way in the fog.”
“Once you get lost in it, you won’t be able to find your way back, right, sir?”
The black-haired young man always had a stiff smile on his face.
As he finished speaking, the eyeball in his right eye fell down with a plop, and landed right into the top hat in his hand.
Immediately afterwards, blood gushed out of his pupils, staining his cheeks and white shirt red.
The wriggling blood threads, like earthworms, struggled and twisted inside the pupils.
If it were an ordinary person, he would probably jump out of the car on the spot.
Once that happens, the passengers lost in the gray fog will become the new lost people.
And Zorn sat steadily opposite and gave a kind reminder.
“Sir, your eyeball has fallen out!”