Chapter 84: 084: Huh? Demoness?
"If possible, tomorrow evening, my father, Colonel Bernstein, will be hosting a gathering and hopes to invite you to attend."
Lilianna Bernstein's voice was very gentle, as if this wait was solely to inform him of this matter.
This soft tone and her attitude made it very difficult for the listener to refuse her proposal.
Those who were secretly paying attention to this scene couldn't help but purse their lips, only feeling what kind of dog shit luck did this big guy have?
Why didn't such good fortune happen to them?!
Owen shifted his gaze away from the bodyguard behind the young girl, and facing the girl in front of him, he finally nodded, "I will go, Miss Bernstein."
"In that case, my father will be very much looking forward to your arrival... and I, I am the same."
The young girl seemed very happy. She unconsciously tucked the loose strands of hair by her forehead, as if the matter in her heart had finally been settled, revealing a bright smile.
She took one last look at the tall man in front of her, then left together with the somewhat helpless bodyguard behind her.
Owen stood there watching for a long time before withdrawing his gaze.
He didn't return to the tavern, but instead followed the guidance of the spirit body threads, heading towards a nearby location.
In the nighttime Saga Fort City, under the bright moonlight of the crimson moon, there were still many dark alleyways shrouded in shadows, appearing even more sinister.
When Owen passed through an almost lightless dark alley, he was dragged inside by a tremendous force.
He staggered from being pulled, and as an Ancient Hermes incantation activated the power of a Death Domain charm, the surrounding sounds instantly quieted down, as if entering the dead silence of deep night, with all things entering the realm of death.
As for why he didn't use the Night Domain... ah, would that even be possible? Wouldn't the Goddess immediately send the Marionettist who made the charm to the small town to be neighbors with the fish on the chopping board (Antigonus)?
Don held the Sun Scepter, thought for a moment, then added another black sunbeam at the entrance of the dark alley.
He used the Manipulator's Beyonder characteristic within the Sun Scepter to place psychological suggestions and hypnosis on all people passing by the dark alley, preventing them from accidentally entering this area.
Saga Fort City was, after all, in the Hornacis Mountain Range, adjacent to the Feynapotter Kingdom and Intis Kingdom, and was a very important military fortress for Loen's external defense, with a Loen military Sequence 4 demigod stationed there.
Even though this demigod wasn't currently here, Don still needed to be cautious.
After confirming that there were no problems in the surroundings, and that no monocle-wearing thing had suddenly appeared, Don snapped his fingers. Flames flickered in the dark alley, illuminating this area.
Owen stood not far away, unsurprised, watching as Don conjured several lit candles like magic, letting them dispel the surrounding darkness.
"Why did you come over?"
"There are some matters." After using the Clown's abilities to stick these candles to the walls, Don stepped forward.
He held the Sun Scepter, using the sun symbol at the top of the scepter as a mirror, reflecting Owen's figure to determine whether he was affected by any extraordinary power or psychological suggestion.
Black sunbeam was the Sun Scepter's core extraordinary ability, but after using it frequently, Don naturally also discovered some things not mentioned in the system's appraisal.
For example, utilizing the Sun Scepter's own characteristics, not using spirituality to activate it, but relying solely on the Sun Scepter itself to passively use part of its extraordinary power.
This ability wouldn't cause the sun to rise, and similarly had no negative effects.
"How are things with Mother?" Owen took advantage of Don not knowing what he was fiddling with to chat about family matters.
"She's doing alright. Find some time to go back and see for yourself, then you'll know." Don casually responded, and after confirming he hadn't discovered any dirty things, he began to size up Owen from head to toe.
"Looks like you've been doing pretty well lately?"
He even knew to send home some completely incomprehensible random stuff, so it seemed he was doing quite well indeed.
Thinking about the scene he had just witnessed, combined with what he had seen in the Euclidean space, Don used the Faceless Man's extraordinary ability to make his voice gentle and soft, even deliberately drawing out his words, "Wowww~ she's so beautiful."
Owen was about to say something when he was choked by Don's words, somewhat helplessly placing the broad sword from his back against the wall: "Why are you being so sarcastic right from the start..."
"I'm not being sarcastic at all. After all, she does indeed have some interest in you. Could it be that you weren't moved?"
Owen was speechless, "She's just a fourteen or fifteen-year-old child, what's there to be moved about?"
He still had basic moral standards; he wasn't so depraved.
Hearing this, the smile on Don's face gradually widened, "Is that so? If you can think that way, then that's really wonderful."
He nodded, seemingly casual, "After all, she's a Demoness. You two aren't suitable."
Owen: ...?
What are you talking about?
"Huh?"
He didn't react for a moment, and when he spoke again, his voice had become somewhat distorted, "A Beyonder of the Assassin pathway? A Sequence 7 Witch, such a young child?"
Don shrugged, "Believe it or not... and she's not that young anymore."
He had always promoted concepts like coming of age at eighteen at home, initially trying to coax his mother not to rush so much to push her dear son out... incidentally, through his years of cultural influence, Owen's values had more or less aligned with his.
In this era, the churches hadn't yet issued anything about the most suitable age for childbearing.
With labor force, anchors, and believers all not being abundant, churches and nations would be delighted if ordinary people had a few more children.
However, what surprised Owen wasn't just this.
It wasn't uncommon for twelve or thirteen-year-olds to marry, but what was astonishing was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old Sequence 7, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old Witch.
"Most likely a Witch, small chance of being a Demoness of Pleasure... didn't you notice your previous reactions were obviously abnormal?" Don glanced at Owen, then looked away.
This brainless guy, really, he'd been manipulated without even realizing it, completely fooled, and probably if he were sold later he'd still help count the money.
Leaving this kid here, wouldn't he really discover one day that this kid had been poisoned to death, then shut in a coffin, with his head being taken by that someone from later generations as ritual material...
Of course, when observing through the Euclidean space, Don had used his spirituality to examine some of the mystical items on her, and the mirrors connected to her, only determining that she was a Witch, without further careful observation.
He wasn't sure whether she was a member of the Demoness Sect, or a loose Demoness, whether she had secretly advanced while hiding from the military here, or was simply someone from the Loen military responsible for recruiting people with potential.
But in the end, who knows what this, hmm, young lady, used to be in her previous form.
Pokes a certain prince and a certain great emperor.
The taste of a Demoness is truly wonderful~
"If it's true love, emmm, whatever makes you happy."
(End of Chapter)