The Warden of The Witches-Chapter 179:

Chapter 179 - A Private Chat

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"Just watching those inquisitor and the 'Black Goats' biting each other all night, feels good!" Just as she sat down, Hasbinis slapped her thigh and laughed heartily, appearing to be in a good mood.

"Hasbinis, saying such things in front of the former inquisitor... isn't it a bit rude?" Qimora, sitting beside her, reminded her.

upon hearing this, Hasbinis glanced over at Aiden at the other end of the long table snorted coldly, and retorted, "Huh, this stinky guy actually dares to come..."

"With such an impressive figure, you must be Miss Hasbinis, nice to meet you, would you like some candy?" Aiden greeted her with a smile in his voice, having honed his language skills considerably from dealing with a group of irritable prisoners for years.

"I'll fuckin kill you, you little brat!" Hasbinis was instantly enraged.

Vera sighed and looked at Abigail. "Deal with her, Abigail, this won't go well."

"Hasbinis, don't be too rude to our guests," Abigail said calmly. "Quickly report the results."

Hasbinis withdrew her gaze from Aiden with annoyance and began recounting tonight's battle between the Inquisition and the Bountiful Mother cult, including the outcome of the priest transforming into a monster and forcibly breaking through during the fight.

"This is a Chimera," Lamia whose skilled in life transmutation, immediately recognized from Hasbinis description, her voice tinged with excitement.

(TN: synthetic beast -> chimera )

"I only understand material alchemy, not much about life transmutation," Vera turned to look at Lamia. "But this description, doesn't it sound very similar to your beastification potion?"

Melusine also knew how to make Lamia's beastification potion. It seemed she had borrowed Lamia's name to sell magic potions in the past. Other witches did similar things, leading to rumors of magic potions supposedly from the "Queen of Magic Potions" still circulating in the black market.

"No, with a beastification potion, one must strictly adhere to dosage and formula. If the beastification exceeds fifty percent, the person either dies from poisoning directly or their rationality is completely destroyed. If Hasbinis observation is correct, then the priest's beastification level definitely exceeds this ratio," Lamia explained, gesturing to her own waist with her hand. She herself was in a form of half-human, half-snake. "Of course, one can also directly use life transmutation and fuse with a monster, but even if I were to do it, the success rate would probably be only about ten percent. Of course, if one has the power of 'life' authority, this should be an easy task."

"No, this should also involve the authority of 'procreation,'" Aiden interjected.

He remembered Melissa mentioning to him about the "evolution" authority of the procreation authority, which can allow different species to produce offspring.

"Using materials from monsters or demons, utilizing the 'procreation' authority to impregnate oneself, giving birth to offspring with monster characteristics, and then using the 'inheritance' authority on the offspring," Abigail added to the analysis. "The best scenario would be to find materials from a dragon or dragon descendant, so the offspring would become a dragon descendant... But dragons are nearly extinct, and dragon descendants are very rare."

The other witches looked back and forth between Abigail and Aiden, sensing that Aiden, like Abigail, seemed to have a deeper understanding of the Divine language than themselves.

"As the mother of all nuns, that nun in black robes, she should be the daughter directly born by the priest. Didn't she inherit the bloodline of monsters?" Lamia spoke up. "Those mass-produced nuns seem to lack the ability to transform into monsters."

After a moment of contemplation, Abigail said, "The authority of procreation can control the evolution of offspring, so it probably washed away the genetic information of the Chimera on the descendants."

Aiden thought for a moment. This approach couldn't be considered entirely unreasonable. Allowing the offspring to inherit all of one's traits would enable enemies to deduce the capabilities of the progenitor through the offspring. This operation by the Inquisition not only suffered from the disadvantage of the Divine language but also faced the unexpected obstacle of the priest's ability to transform into a Chimera. Moreover, besides their combat duties, those nuns also undertook the task of "preaching" for gathering wealth.

"Heh, playing around with monsters to have offspring, this guy sure knows how to have fun," Lamia said, sticking out her forked tongue.

Aiden glanced at Lamia's serpent tail but didn't comment.

"The convenience of the male body should be the ability to father multiple offspring at once," Abigail said, looking at Qimora.

Aiden understood her implication. If Father Barles had other naturally born offspring, the chosen heir might not necessarily be Sister Nevi.

"According to the current investigation, there doesn't seem to be any other children besides that nun," Qimora replied. "Within the cult, only those nuns are acknowledged as father-daughter with the priest."

"Most likely it's her then. When the Inquisition besieged, the priest deliberately protected his daughter with His body," Hasbinis chimed in.

"Where did they relocate to? Was there any tracking?" Abigail asked.

"No, I couldn't fly anymore halfway through," Hasbinis looked somewhat annoyed and scratching her hair. "But I managed to see that guy descending near a mountain to the east. I guess their backup base should be in the village at the foot of that mountain."

"Can you be a bit more diligent in your surveillance?" Vera complained displeasedly.

"If you're so capable, why don't you go up there yourself! I've been keeping an eye on the sky for two hours before that guy even took off! Do you think my magic is limitless?" Hasbinis retorted.

"Just knowing the general area is enough. I'll have my familiar search it," Abigail said calmly. "Then the surveillance task will trouble you again, Qimora."

"No problem," Qimora smiled.

"If the location is suitable, let's corner them and finish them off," Hasbinis said eagerly, ready for action.

"When the time comes, I hope you can also contribute a little," Lamia looked at Aiden.

Aiden held his hands together without replying. He wasn't sure if these witches would slack off on the cooperation to take down the cult, but he had already made up his mind to slack off if he could.

"No time to waste, I'll make some preparations first," Abigail said, raising her hand and snapping her fingers. "Let's adjourn the meeting for today."

At the same time, the bodies of the other attending witches were enveloped in gray mist, and the sound of their farewells came faintly through the fog.

Only Aiden remained sitting at the end of the long table.

Looking around, Aiden suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable—Abigail had actually overlooked him.

"Now, with no one to disturb us," Abigail suddenly spoke up, "I have some things I'd like to discuss with you privately."