Miss Witch's Devotion Has Gone… Twisted-Chapter 225: The Kingdom of Ulidia

"Master Mentor, welcome to the Uridia Kingdom."

Loren had completely grown accustomed to having church personnel meet him during his routine arrivals by train.

This time, he had traveled with a low profile, but ultimately, bringing many people made it difficult to conceal his whereabouts.

And the Church of Night and Thunder was well-informed; they could send telegrams, so they had received the information as soon as Loren boarded the train.

Two men in black clothes came to receive Loren, except they had no heads, and each carried an oil lamp.

The oil lamps emitted an eerie blue light, and inside weren't flames, but their own heads.

These were Night Watchers, Divine Envoys of the God of Night and Thunder, a local specialty unit.

"No need to pay too much attention to me. I'm just here as a tourist. The weather in the Gedlan Kingdom is very hot right now, so I came here where the climate is just right to escape the heat."

"Then what can we do for you? We have already arranged the best hotel for you."

"No need. I'm simply here on vacation and don't wish to be disturbed. My usual work is already very tiring; I want to rest properly."

Loren wasn't wrong; he usually was very tired, after all, he had to handle one versus four, and one of them could create clones.

Since Loren put it that way, the Night Watchers couldn't say much else. They made way for him.

Outside the train station, quite a few automobiles were waiting for passengers. These cars were of a very archaic type, simply powered by electricity to turn the wheels, with no other functions whatsoever.

These cars were still more comfortable than carriages no matter what. Loren even started thinking about how he could get one to take back. This thing couldn't be charged abroad; one could only buy batteries.

However, this wasn't a difficulty for Loren. Loren had a way to charge it; he just needed to buy some batteries to muddle through.

Previously, Loren had looked at a map. He found an inn next to an orphanage, not revealing any other purpose, seemingly truly just here for tourism.

The group went directly to the inn without any complications along the way.

In reality, both the legitimate and underground sides were closely watching Loren now. Whether it was the overt Church of Night and Thunder or the vampires in the shadows, none of them wanted Loren to have an incident here.

If something happened to Loren, it would give other churches a legitimate reason to take action against them.

Perhaps they didn't truly revere Loren that much, but they would definitely seize this opportunity to take a bite out of them.

But one group was different: that madman hunting vampires. His hatred for vampires was extremely severe. Presumably, he certainly wouldn't mind having the entire country buried along with the vampires.

Perhaps, in the shadows, they were already clashing, but that had nothing to do with Loren.

"Master Mentor, what should we do first?"

Anna looked out the window at the colorful lights. This time they had come to a prosperous area, completely different from the remote region they visited last time. The scene here was exceptionally vivid.

"Let's attend to our main business first. Go take a look at the orphanage where Seraphina stayed as a child, to see if we can find the person we're looking for.

"If possible, we can go find a vampire. I need to obtain something."

Vampires had developed their own set of Blood Magic. These spells, like Crimson Magic, did not require reliance on the Orthodox Gods to cast.

There was a first-tier Blood Magic spell that would be a great help to Loren currently. Loren remembered a spell that could amplify its power by increasing the input of Mana, with no upper limit.

The practicality of this spell was actually average. Even if you increased the input magic power, the enhancement in power was limited. In most cases, it was inferior to directly using a higher-tier spell.

But all this had a premise: that the person's Mana was at a normal human's level.

If it were Loren, directly pouring in these over five thousand points of Mana, no matter what, it could unleash power comparable to Super-tier Magic.

Only by mastering Super-tier Magic could a ninth-tier mage truly step into the realm of an Angel, even surpassing Angels far and away in terms of attack power.

It's just that there weren't many in the whole world who could master Super-tier Magic. As far as Loren knew, many Orthodox God churches couldn't produce a single mage capable of Super-tier Magic.

"Let's set off."

Hearing they were going to the orphanage where Seraphina stayed, Naclis suddenly became very proactive. She couldn't wait to expose Seraphina's lies.

"Alright, I also want to go back and see this place where I grew up. However, the vast majority of my memories are in the Gedlan Kingdom, and they all involve you."

The look Naclis gave Seraphina was unfriendly. Once a person wears tinted glasses, no matter what that person does or says, it becomes evidence in their eyes.

That's how Naclis was now. It's normal for someone to have unclear memories from childhood, but in Naclis's eyes, this became Seraphina making excuses for not knowing much about this place.

"When did you come to the Gedlan Kingdom?"

"Eight years ago."

Facing Naclis's interrogation, Seraphina answered frankly.

Loren thought for a moment. Eight years ago, he indeed frequently gave lectures at the church, which matched what Seraphina said.

"How old are you this year?"

"A secret."

Seraphina placed a finger vertically against her lips, making a cute expression that annoyed Naclis greatly.

"Let's go first."

Loren placed his hand on Naclis's head, and she instantly quieted down, becoming very obedient.

...

Anna found everything here quite novel. The streets were ablaze with lights and vibrant colors, dazzling to the eyes.

By the time, it should be considered noon, so there were many people bustling on the streets, and various shops were open.

Not seeing sunlight for extended periods could make people depressed, so there were many entertainment facilities here. Music was playing along the streets—songs written by Loren.

"Cecelia's songs are quite pleasant to listen to, aren't they?"

Anna said casually, but was glared at by Naclis, who felt Anna was taking the outsider's side.

"It's just ahead."

Seraphina's words interrupted them. She pointed to a secluded place.

Everywhere else was ablaze with lights and vibrant colors, only here was a patch of deathly silence, not even a glimmer of light to be seen.

Electricity in the Uridia Kingdom was unlimited, but that didn't mean it was free. Beneath the streets full of lights, there were still people who couldn't afford to turn them on.

"Was it like this when you were a child too?"

Facing Loren's inquiry, Seraphina nodded.

This situation wasn't uncommon. This world was just that messed up. There would always be people who couldn't afford to live, and always others living a peaceful, comfortable life on their behalf.

"This is also the reason why I don't have many memories of this place. Lights were rarely turned on here, even when that sister came to tell stories.

"So the children rarely stayed in the orphanage. Most of the time, they were on the streets listening to the songs playing or staring at the toys in shop windows.

"Only on Christmas would the lights stay on, and we could eat a full meal. As for gifts or the like, we never dared to hope for them.

"The Headmistress also always taught us to accept our fate, that what we couldn't obtain we shouldn't yearn for, that by not holding hope we wouldn't be disappointed."