Miss Witch’s Devotion Has Gone… Twisted

The next day after breakfast, Loren and the others set off again, but this time they had no train to ride.

However, Loren came up with a new solution. He used Abundant Magic to create a giant basket, had everyone sit inside it, and then forcibly lifted the basket into the air with himself.

A pair of massive black wings sprouted from his back—the wings of a Dusk Crow.

Although Dusk Crows weren't particularly fast fliers, they had impressive load-bearing capacity, making it easy to carry this many people.

"Wow..."

Corolla stared at the scenery below. This was her first time flying, and the novelty was exhilarating.

Even though airplanes had been invented before, she'd never ridden one.

Scarlett, as usual, curled up in a corner. Her fear of heights still hadn't been cured.

Since Loren had to pull the basket and couldn't easily communicate with others, he remained silent the entire journey, flying straight to the Bardo Kingdom.

They were searching for Witches.

"This place isn't safe either..."

Loren had originally planned to let the Witches rest here while he went to speak with the King of Bardo, but there were detection instruments everywhere.

This instrument was exactly as Loren remembered. The crystal ball's power came from the authority of the Orthodox Gods, representing "Order."

Meanwhile, the Witches' Arcane Ability was called the "Rebellious Note," representing disorder and upheaval.

Under normal circumstances, the notes inside the crystal ball were orderly, but a Witch would interfere with the ball, causing chaos within it—that was the method for detecting Witches.

Loren really had no solution for this other than smashing the crystal balls, killing the Church personnel, and forcibly silencing everyone through brute force.

"Stay out in the wilderness. I'll go find the King myself. If you run into danger, make a big scene, and I'll come back quickly."

Movila's clones were also within detection range, so this time Loren couldn't even bring her along.

"Be careful. I'm leaving."

After settling them down one last time, Loren flew off. This time he was alone, so he moved extremely fast.

Starnight originally wanted to follow Loren, but before she could fly away, Mirrorheart grabbed her:

"You're dangerous too. You can't go."

...

The King of Bardo was deeply troubled. The palace was empty, and he sat alone on his throne, lost in thought.

His ability to hold power was largely thanks to Loren. Because he had a good relationship with Loren, the Church had helped him.

But now everything was different. Success came from Loren, and failure came from Loren too. Loren had crossed the line, touching the bottom line of all Orthodox Gods, so those closely associated with him—including the King—would also be implicated.

The Church had already come. They hadn't done much, just searched the entire place with crystal balls, even the underground levels. Fortunately, they hadn't found anything.

Witches looked no different from ordinary people, so the King couldn't be sure no Witch had infiltrated the palace...

"Ahh..."

The King sighed. Even if no Witches were found, it didn't mean the Church would let him off so easily.

"Long time no see, Your Majesty."

A voice suddenly appeared beside him, startling the already anxious King so badly he jumped. He tumbled off the throne, clutching it as he tremblingly stood back up, and only then saw the visitor.

"Mas... Master Mentor..."

Although he had no idea why Loren was here, he immediately forced a smile.

He had heard about Loren's deeds. If Loren could cripple an Angel, killing him would be even easier.

"What business brings you here?"

The King pretended nothing had happened. He didn't know about Loren's situation—they were still good friends.

"To solve your problem."

Loren sat down on the throne without ceremony, crossing his legs.

"What problem?"

The King continued playing dumb, pretending he knew nothing, that he hadn't heard about Loren being hunted. He wanted to avoid Loren silencing him, since everything had only happened last night.

"Come on, I know everything. Of course, I'm here to help you distance yourself from me."

Since Loren had said it outright, the King had no reason to keep pretending.

"What do you need me to do?"

Loren nodded. Talking to someone with high emotional intelligence was comfortable. The King hadn't asked how Loren would help—he asked what he himself should do.

"Do you want to kill an Angel?"

Hearing this, a chill shot straight up the King's spine. He didn't even know how to respond to such a treasonous suggestion.

If he said yes, he feared the diseases within him would erupt instantly. If he said no, he feared Loren would cut him down on the spot.

"Don't be nervous. I'm not asking you to kill the Plague Angel—I'm asking you to kill the Bountifulness Angel."

Bountifulness and Plague had always been mortal enemies. On the surface, it seemed like the Bountiful Church was licking the boots of the Plague Church, but in reality, the two Orthodox Gods were extremely hostile toward each other.

Hearing this, the King's panic vanished instantly. If he could obtain a method for killing Angels, this would be a massive achievement.

After all, even Angels themselves had no efficient way to kill other Angels.

The general logic of a Divine War was: Orthodox Gods fought Orthodox Gods, Angels fought Angels, and followers fought followers.

If an Orthodox God won, It would absorb the opposing Angel and followers. If an Angel won, it would massacre the opposing followers. If the followers won, they would weaken the opposing Orthodox God.

So, if he could obtain a method for killing Angels, the war might become one-sided. The efficiency of Angels massacring followers was beyond human comparison.

The King knew exactly what this meant.

Loren smiled. He wasn't truly helping the God of Plague—he wasn't just giving the Plague Church a way to kill Angels.

He would use this method to escalate the conflict. The Plague Church would learn how to kill Bountifulness Angels, attack them, and create a blood feud. Then, the Bountiful Church would also learn how to kill Plague Angels...

The result would be mutual destruction. The method Loren provided was a simplified Severance Ritual. With this ritual, ordinary followers would gain the ability to kill Angels, stripping Angels of their battlefield dominance.

Most importantly, it would intensify the conflict. Killing a few followers was trivial—killing an Angel was a deep-seated blood feud.

"Remember, this method can only be told to the Church's absolute high-ranking members. It's a surprise tactic—the first use must deliver results..."

Loren coaxed and tempted, like the whispers of a devil.

The King knew Loren would never do something without personal gain. He had no idea what Loren's true purpose was.

He only knew one thing: this thing could earn him credit for his past failures, and that was enough.

As for what would happen next, that had nothing to do with him. He was just a mortal King, and the worst he could do was wage war with other mortal nations for the sake of the Orthodox Gods.

The two of them reached an agreement. Loren then gave the King the simplified Severance Ritual specifically targeting Bountifulness Angels.

Loren smiled. The dark forest had begun.

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