The Witch's Gift
"But I rarely hear about her going on missions."
"She explained this to me when we first met. Perhaps the higher-ups in the Demoness Sect are all too busy right now," Altair replied casually, seemingly unconcerned about the matter.
After thinking for a moment, he added, "We don't have anything that anyone can scheme against us, and if anything unexpected happens, there will be a tall guy to take the fall."
Vivian nodded, then stood up and Feather Fall sat in Altair's lap, saying in a seductive voice, "I'm curious, Lord Altair, what are your plans for that extra Sequence Four attribute?"
"Hmm~ I haven't decided yet." After saying that, Altair put his arm around Vivian's slender waist and added, "We don't have many people around us who follow the Demoness Pathway, so how about we get a cat and leave the special abilities to her?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Altair heard meows in her ears, followed by her usual cat-petting activities.
Having just arrived in Bexland today, Altair isn't in a hurry to meet Uncle Leif and the others. Things should be done slowly; as long as some of the transactions are completed by the end of January next year, that's fine.
What she needs to do now is maximize her profits. The army of the Loen Kingdom gets a rifle from the armory for 7 pounds 10 soli, and the navy gets it for 7 pounds 15 soli. The Demoness Sect definitely wants to buy it at the army's price and then resell it.
But everyone knows that the firearms are not very advanced and can be easily copied without paying intellectual property fees.
The key is bullets; this is the only technology that hasn't been fully mastered in this era—the best solution is to "allocate supplies," or, following the previous method, have them pay for firearm design fees so they can purchase finished bullets.
On December 22, 1346, near noon, Altair arrived alone in a carriage at the Strauss Manor. She intended to meet with her Uncle Leif and explain the matter of the Demoness Sect to him.
Altair was truly at a loss regarding this matter.
When the Demoness Sect approached him to buy weapons, Altair, after two days of thought, guessed that they most likely wanted to drag everyone into George III's plan to create a god.
This approach is highly efficient and offers multiple benefits. First, it allows for rapid capital accumulation through resale. Second, at a critical moment, it can be used to frame her for illegally selling weapons, which could then implicate Uncle Leif and his associates.
So she decided to go and tell Uncle Leif the truth, to explain the Demoness Sect's schemes. As for the most important part, George III's plan to become a god, she would change it to a speculation that the Augustus Family and the Demoness Sect had secretly cooperated, and that would be enough; she didn't need to explain everything in detail.
At the dinner table, after Altair explained his thoughts to his Uncle Leif, Rafe nodded and said, "Your guess makes a lot of sense. No wonder the Augustus Family suddenly intervened in our affair with the Demoness Sect."
"After lunch, you can go back. I need to talk to those old guys this afternoon, and I don't think you want to get involved in such boring things."
Altair nodded, picked up her knife and fork again, and continued eating her lunch. She had no interest in attending the senior citizens' gathering; it was too boring.
After lunch, Uncle Leif saw Altair to the door. Just as the carriage was about to leave, he remembered something and said to Altair, "Next time we have a meal together, you can bring Vivian along. There are some things you don't need to keep from her anymore."
These words immediately put Altair into deep thought. When he got home, he asked Vivian about it.
She then learned the reason: the day after Altair left Bexland, Uncle Leif had approached Vivian.
After discussions, the two agreed on one thing: Vivian would officially join the Sheffield Family, change her name to Vivian Sheffield, and be included in the family tree.
On the evening of December 30, 1346, Altair and Vivian returned home after having dinner at Uncle Leif's house, without staying to celebrate the New Year with him.
The carriage had barely stopped in front of the villa when the Empress Borough ' district clock struck twelve.
Altair then took out a gift he had prepared beforehand: a multi-strand Gem Necklace. The necklace consisted of multiple gold chains, with a square sapphire set at intervals. The overall design was simple and elegant, yet luxurious.
In fact, Altair believed that the best gift for Beyonder would be a Sealed Artifact. However, unfortunately, Altair has not yet advanced to the level of Artisan and cannot create good Sealed Artifact. He also does not have the contact information for Artisan, so he can only give ordinary items.
Vivian then took out a Jewelry Box, opened it, and revealed a delicate Rose Gold Ring. She then took the ring out and said to Altair, "I practically went bankrupt to get this ring."
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After expressing her admiration, Vivian placed the ring on Altair's left ring finger and explained, "This ring is a sealed Sealed Artifact created using the Beyonder Characteristic of a Sequence Six Rose Bishop."
"Its only ability is Flesh and Blood Magic. As long as you don't involve any changes to the 'spirit,' you'll be fine."
"The side effect is that you need to replenish your flesh and blood after each use, preferably with fresh flesh and blood."
After introducing the Sealed Artifact, Vivian wrapped her arms around Altair's neck and gave him an alluring smile.
After communicating with the ring in his hand and activating his powers through Spirituality, Altair then lifted Vivian up with his hand.
Vivian looked at Altair with her innocent, doe-like eyes and said, "For the next three days, this house will only contain you, me, and two unimportant maids. You can do as you please."
As she spoke, Vivian wrapped her long, beautiful legs around Altair's waist, causing her to lean into Altair's arms.
Altair tore at his clothes as he walked.
Once back in the room, loud singing quickly filled the entire bedroom.
But perhaps because the two were too focused, neither of them noticed that a faint, almost imperceptible stream of light was flowing into Vivian's body from within Altair, constantly transforming her.
After a long while, the two finally took a break. Vivian leaned against Altair and sighed weakly, "It seems my money was well spent; the results are quite good."