<h4>Chapter 1267: The Invitation</h4>


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    The so-called “magic pill” would be only effective when the magic was injected into a physical pill. Thne had never told these nobles that she could actually induce her power into any object. The reason she chose pills was that it was easy for her to control her power, but it also made the nobles forget about the true nature of her ability.


    In that party, Thne had applied her ability to all the food and drinks. This was the only situation where the nobles would put their guard down.


    It then appeared that people could also die of extreme pleasure as they died of pain. By the time the nobles realized what had happened, it was toote. They fell to the ground while holding their chests painfully as their bodies spasmed. Even those who did not overdose were also seriously impaired, their strength gone, with a mesmorized and dreamy look on their faces as though they were enjoying the most blissful moment in their life.


    The girl ves in the room all fled in a fright, and the guards outside could not stop them. Thne and Momo thus escaped from the mansion.


    They hencemenced their arduous journey as refugees.


    When they heard about the immigration campaign to Graycastle, the two witches decided to try their luck at the Sedimentation Bay.


    “I see...” Wendy murmured as she pulled them to her bosom. “You must have suffered a lot. I promise it won’t happen to you again.”


    “Don’t... don’t you despise us?” Thne asked while biting her lip.


    “Why so? Just because of your miserable past?” Wendy said quietly. “The church treated me like that too. I have no reason to me the victims. Instead, it is those nobles that I should put me on.”


    “But our abilities... may bring misfortunes to people,” Thne said while clenching her fists.


    “That isn’t up to you to decide.”


    “But once you take the pill, you’ll never forget the sensation it has brought to you. You’d like more. In the end, you just want to indulge in the pleasure with no regards to anything else... If we stay, I’m afraid...”


    “You fear that the king can’t control it and will view you as demons?” Wendy said. “Rest assured. Our king... How should I phrase it? He isn’t like any ordinary king. He’s an entric but nice person.”


    Thne was stunned for a moment and echoed, “An entric... but nice person?” This was the first time that someone used such words to describe a royal.


    “It means that you’ll never know what he’s thinking. You can’t view him as a normal person. Therefore, there’s no point in worrying about the consequence now. Trust is the most important thing to build a rtionship,” Wendy said. Her voice suddenly became extremely soft. “He also saved the witches from the Witch Cooperation Association in this way.”


    After a moment of silence, Wendy looked toward Momo and asked, “You said ‘our’ abilities. Does Momo also — ”


    This time, the two witches hesitated for a long time before Momo spoke, “My previous master didn’t want me to use my power, so he took away my magic eye after I was awakened.”


    Wendy had noticed that Momo had covered half of her forehead with a dirty rag. She had thought that it was a branding scar underneath, but the truth was indeed much worse than she had expected.


    Momo then took off the cloth and revealed her hollow socket.


    “But they don’t know that I still have my power. By removing my eye, I only lost half of my vision. Only the God’s Locket of Retribution canpletely block my power.”


    Wendy heaved a sigh. Only Extraordinaries could integrate their magic power with physical bodies. Momo was definitely not an Extraordinary. The presentation of her ability was through her “vision”, so the loss of her eye was just unfortunate coteral damage.


    “Those nobles didn’t really take Momo’s ability seriously at first until something happened. Then her master removed her eye,” Thne said in a low voice. “They called Momo the Child of Hell and inflicted various punishments on her. She barely survived.”


    Wendy caressed Momo’s scarred socket and said, “What did you see exactly? Could you tell me?”


    Momo lowered her head and answered, “... A number.”


    “What?”


    “A countdown number that tells when you’ll die.”


    It took Wendy a while to understand the implication behind it. She gasped.


    “The incident Thne mentioned — ”


    Momo nodded and said, “My prediction became true. The noblebeled with the number one diedthe next year.”


    Wendy fell silent.


    She now understood why those nobles had done such horrible things to her. Nobody would like to know when they would die beforehand, especially when they had only a few years to live. Even Momo herself would not want to know that answer.


    “But... is the prediction really so urate?” Wendy questioned after a moment of reflection. “Anything could happen.”


    The two witches were both mildly taken aback.


    “What’s the matter? Did I say something wrong?”


    “No...” Thne said while waving her hand. “I just feel... that you’re quite different from others. I didn’t expect that you would first ask about our abilities.”


    “Hmm, so, what did you expect?”


    Thne replied in embarrassment, “You’d push Momo away and ask her whether she has used her ability. Then you’d drive us out of the castle and order us to stay as far away as possible.”


    Wendy burst intoughter and said, “You can’t judge a person by her ability. The key lies in the person who uses it. Themore we know about the ability, the better we can use it in the future.”


    “Do you think... that my ability will also be useful?” Momo asked in disbelief.


    “I don’t know, but His Majesty once told me that every ability is useful, only it takes time for some abilities.”


    Momo remained motionless for a long time before she said slowly, “I can’t predict idents. I once saw animals still have many years to live before they were ughtered. However...”


    “What?”Wendy pursued.


    “Some of the numbers have different colors... I don’t know what they represent for, but I have a feeling that they’re telling me something.”


    “If you join the Witch Union, you’ll probably soon know the reason. Every neer should learn and practice their abilitiesfirst. Then they’ll have to do various tests. Only when theyknow well enough about their abilities can they upgrade.”


    “Upgrade?” Thne asked in confusion.


    “You’ll seeter. The awakening is just the beginning. You’ll have a lot to learn,” Wendy said while extending out her hands. “How does it sound? Did you make your decisions?”


    Thne and Momo looked at each other.


    “If you can ept someone like us...”


    “Then we’d like to join the Witch Union.”


    Momo and Thne also reached out their hands, slowly, tentatively and hopefully, and then held Wendy’s hands.