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Miss Witch's Devotion Has Gone… Twisted-Chapter 235: World
"This…"
Ofemia began to struggle internally. Making that decision just now had already cost her dearly, and now Loren wanted to raise the price.
"Then I'll take my leave!"
Loren turned and walked away. Under everyone's expectant gaze, Ofemia still reached out and stopped Loren, who was about to leave.
"Wait!"
As Loren counted down from three in his heart, Ofemia indeed agreed to Loren's proposal.
"I accept your price increase. May I ask what else you want?"
"I don't know. This was a spur-of-the-moment idea. I'll ask you for it when I've decided."
"……"
Loren's words made Ofemia feel her anger rising to her heart, but right now, she could only rely on Loren.
"Since it's decided, let's sign the contract. This contract bears the power of the God of Vows and Wind and cannot be violated."
"Let's be clear first. I will only help you track the Bloodline Rebels and research ways to deal with ultraviolet light. You will also give me what you promised. Don't expect me to do anything extra."
As Loren spoke, the contract emitted light, indicating that this blank contract was being generated.
Loren signed his name first and handed the contract to Ofemia.
"Fine. I will give you Blood Magic, the Dawn Princess's diary, the Vampire Fang, and an accessory of the same level, and agree to one of your requests that is not excessive."
Having held this position for so long, Ofemia's experience was not lacking, and she naturally knew how to use the contract.
After she signed her name, the contract emitted a strong light, then split into two copies, landing in Loren's and Ofemia's hands respectively.
"Since the contract is settled, I'll take my leave now. Remember to deliver the things promised to me to my residence tomorrow."
Loren took Lilith's hand, intending to leave. It seemed no one minded that he conveniently took Lilith away either.
Before leaving, Loren picked up a damaged ultraviolet lamp.
"I'll take this for research. I really don't understand you people. What good does breaking this thing do? To vent anger? It would be better to keep it for research."
Loren stuffed the ultraviolet lamp into his clothes and took out Ofemia's car keys, shaking them.
Ofemia had no objection to this. Compared to the things Loren had demanded, this was nothing at all.
……
"Do you know where your home is?"
"I do."
"Hmm, very impressive."
Loren praised, acting like he was coaxing a child.
Calling Scarlett's idiot child a metaphor was one thing, but calling Lilith an idiot child was a plain description—her intelligence really was a bit problematic.
It couldn't exactly be called idiocy; she was just simply very dull. Loren had even felt all her teeth, and she didn't react at all.
"I'll drive. You give directions."
"I don't know the way."
"But you said you did?"
"I don't know once I'm in the car."
"……"
In the end, Loren went through great effort to roughly figure out where Lilith's home was. Her home was in the slums. Loren had previously fallen into a misconception; this was beyond his expectations.
Loren drove to the slums, then switched to walking. Only then did Lilith recognize the way. After half a day of busy work, everyone finally arrived at Lilith's home.
"This place is quite remote."
Anna complained. They were now at a small house in some corner. Although it was tiny, at least it was a standalone building, much better than those crammed into dormitories.
Lilith took out the key hanging around her neck and opened the door. Loren hadn't seen this method of hanging keys in a long time, but admittedly, it did ensure the key wouldn't get lost.
"Come in."
Lilith invited them in. Her home was very small. Entering the door, you immediately saw Lilith's small bed. The other furniture was also simple, even to the point of being crude.
There were a few dolls on the small bed, a broken umbrella by the door, one table, one chair, one wardrobe, and one bookshelf—that was everything in Lilith's home.
Cleanly washed tableware was placed on the table; this table also served as the dining table.
The only thing worth mentioning was the bookshelf full of books, most of which were fairy tales.
Lilith's conditions were quite pitiful, but they still surpassed those of the vast majority of ordinary people.
"Aren't you quite well-off? Why do you live in such a poor place?"
Anna, being around the same age as Lilith, became familiar quite naturally.
"I spent all my money on food."
As Lilith spoke, she moved the chair in front of the bookshelf, took off the small leather shoes on her feet, and stepped directly onto the chair with her small feet wrapped in white stockings.
Lilith's white stockings were a bit thick, but at places like the heels, which were stretched thinner, they revealed a hint of flesh color.
"Found it."
Lilith found a fairy tale book on the bookshelf. This book told the story of the knight who killed the queen of the Holy Flame Kingdom. The cover of the book featured that heroic and spirited female knight, her sword bearing the queen's ugly head.
The publishers in this country were really hardcore, using such a cover on a fairy tale book. Loren found it a bit hard to hold back.
These books had no dust on them, indicating Lilith often flipped through them. Moreover, these books were all very old. There were no new books on the shelf; just these few books that Lilith read over and over again.
Lilith opened the fairy tale book. The bookmark sandwiched inside had an inverted cross pattern. Loren knew this was the Tarot card he was looking for.
"This is what you wanted."
Lilith picked up the Tarot card. Loren saw the content of this page of the fairy tale book, which precisely described the moment the queen was beheaded by the female knight.
"The Fool's Card. I didn't expect to get it so easily."
Loren glanced at the front of the Tarot card. It depicted a robed figure standing before a vast expanse of tombstones, weeping.
Tarot Card: The World
Effect: After the holder witnesses the death of another creature, they can record and use that creature's abilities. Only one ability can be used at a time.
Description: "He once existed."
"Why is it The World?"
Loren was stunned. Originally, he felt no ripples in his heart about obtaining a new Tarot card because the Fool's Card was indeed useless to him. He was almost contaminating the Outer Gods in reverse; how could he possibly still fear contamination?
But The World was different. Among all Tarot cards, The World was also one of the most overpowered batches—a stat monster among stat monsters, a mechanics monster among mechanics monsters. It was the card that offered Loren the greatest improvement.
If he successfully stacked the effects of The World card, Loren wouldn't need to use his other cards anymore.
On the offense, he could blast a dragon's breath forward; on the defense, he could use the Angler's ability to control a bunch of wandering souls to annoy people.
The most outrageous part was that he could completely kill someone and then obtain all of their abilities, though he could only record one person at a time. The World card counted by species, not by individual.
But fortunately, it could be replaced at any time, flexible and versatile. This was the most all-around card.
The World was powerful, but Loren was a bit dazed at the moment. It was as if he had dug up diamonds from the ground, gotten 66 treasure orbs from one box, found the Star of Africa on a scavenging rat, or rolled a three-star five-cost unit in two refreshes.
Logically, obtaining something so powerful should require Loren to meticulously plan and scheme for a long time in advance, going through countless hardships to acquire it. Yet, Loren had just picked it up casually.
Moreover, this was also the first time reality didn't match Loren's memory. He remembered the card in Lilith's hand was The Fool.






