Chapter 105:
A Quiet and Beautiful Girl
Aiden sat in the mist, his mind blank.
What... is going on?
The air around him grew chilly and damp, and he faintly heard the hoot of an owl, a sound only heard in the outskirts at midnight.
The thick fog gradually thinned, though his vision remained hazy, allowing him to see a bit of his surroundings.
His office had vanished without a trace, replaced by a space shrouded in gray mist. In the center stood a large solid wood table adorned with stacked pumpkin lanterns, and he sat in a tall-backed chair next to the table, attending the meeting.
Aside from him, there were others seated around the long table, a total of six participants, all enveloped in the mist. Only the woman at the head of the table, seemingly the host, had visible features.
Aiden couldn't see her face clearly, but he could vaguely make out that she was wearing a robe similar in style to Dailey usual attire, except without the wide-brimmed witch hat.
In fact, she couldn't wear one unless she drilled two holes in the brim of the hat Aiden was surprised to notice that the woman had a pair of sizable horns on her head.
A demon? Or... possessed by a demon? Aiden speculated in his mind.
He was starting to calm down a bit and began analyzing the current situation quickly.
The mist from the pendant had transported him to this eerie and inexplicable space. According to Melusine, the pendant was a Proof distributed by Abigail to the great witches she approved of; possessing this Proof would allow one to meet Abigail in person...
So, the woman sitting at the end of the long table was most likely the "Apex Witch" Abigail.
So this is how you use the "Proof Great Witch's" to meet Abigail.
It's not about using the pendant to traverse the mist and find her in the Sabbath Forest, but rather using the pendant to be summoned into this space by Abigail.
In this space, Abigail is the host, and the other great witches are the guests. Based on the recent situation, this summoning seems to be semi-forced and accomplished through the pendant as a "Token." Carrying the "Token" implies agreeing to Abigail's summons.
In other words, if Aiden were to throw away the "Token" he is currently holding and keep it far away, he should be able to break the summoning and leave this eerie place.
Leave?
No, since he can leave at any time, there's no need to rush.
Aiden decided to observe the situation for now. He became somewhat interested in this magical gathering.
There were a total of six people here, if Dailey, who was imprisoned and lost her freedom, were counted, then it would be seven people.
Seven seats for the witches, and Aiden occupied Priscilla's position.
Except for Abigail, everyone else was shrouded in mist. Aiden estimated that he probably looked similar to the others in their eyes.
Thanks to this mist, he could conceal his figure. Otherwise, as a grown man sitting here, even if his face couldn't be seen, he would be immediately exposed.
"Lamia, let me make sure first, you're not eating, right?" a person from the opposite seat made a vague and unclear sound. "If the mist disperses and you're devouring a monster's corpse like last time, I will definitely vomit."
"Don't make it sound like I eat everything. I've been on a diet lately," a hoarse laughter emanated from the mist next to Aiden, accompanied by a hissing sound like a snake's hiss. "But, Chimera, if you were standing in front of me, I wouldn't mind tasting you."
"Queen of Potion," Lamia, was also present at the table, saying the exact same words as Melusine...
As for Chimera, the name of this witch, he had never heard of it before.
This was not surprising, as quite a few witches chose to completely sever their ties with the mundane world and live in seclusion, only interacting with other witches to avoid being pursued and hunted down by government agencies. Among them, there might be grand witches who could rival Dailey and Priscilla.
While they were conversing, Aiden noticed their voices gradually becoming clearer, and the mist surrounding them seemed to fade a bit, revealing vague outlines.
He realized something was amiss. The mist enveloping them was probably just a mechanism of this spell. It seemed like being summoned into this space was a gradual "loading" process. Once the loading was complete, the mist would thin out, and their figures would gradually become visible.
Without much time to think, he immediately utilized his ability to alter his physical form, transforming himself into a female and adjusting his height and body shape to resemble Priscilla from his memory.
Soon, everyone's figures emerged from the mist. Fortunately, Aiden noticed that the participants could only see each other's vague outlines, unable to discern details such as faces, clothes, and patterns..
I'm not sure if Abigail, the spellcaster, intentionally caused this situation or if the spell itself can only achieve this level. However, thanks to this situation and his ability to alter his physical form, Aiden seemed to be able to hold on a little longer.
However, suddenly activating this ability in such an urgent manner was much more painful than the usual process of altering his body. Aiden barely managed to hold back from crying out.
After recovering, he silently surveyed the people present in the room.
There were two people sitting across from him, and one person on each side of him.
When he saw Lamia sitting on his left, he couldn't help but be taken aback.
Lamia's figure was obviously larger than an average person, and... she seemed to be wearing no clothes. However, due to the darkness and the faint mist that naturally obscured details, Aiden couldn't see much.
But Aiden didn't feel any regret. After all, Lamia didn't even have legsshe had a long snake tail coiled around the chair, not sitting on it but rather perched upon it.
Aiden could faintly see the slender forked tongue protruding from Lamia's mouth.
Just as Melusine mentioned before, Lamia had transformed herself into a monster.
Considering how Priscilla looked after taking the Potion, Aiden couldn't imagine what Lamia's true form might look like.
"What's wrong?" Lamia noticed his gaze and glanced over.
Aiden shook his head and turned his face away.
He knew he couldn't make any noise casually. His ability to alter his physical form could change his voice, but to specifically mimic someone's voice required precise adjustments, which Aiden couldn't do at the moment.
To maintain his disguise, he could only be a quiet and beautiful girl here.
But at that moment, the witch sitting on his right suddenly spoke up and addressed him, "Priscilla, what's up with your clothes? Even if you can't find good clothes, at least find something that fits."
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