Free Web NovelChapter 486: Chapter 487 Emergency Summoning of the Witch Gathering_1
Late at night, having returned to the inn, Aiden lay exhausted on the bed. The day’s investigation had yielded no small amount of information, but it had indeed been tiring.
The figure of the revenge goddess suddenly appeared and voiced her opinion, "I wish you would take a hot shower and change your clothes before lying in bed. The way you feel also affects me, and after sweating all day, I can sense that ’we’ are now fermenting."
"I wish you wouldn’t straddle me when you appear," Aiden frowned.
With a thought, he made the illusion of the revenge goddess disappear; an intangible illusion playing such games was utterly pointless. freewēbnoveℓ.com
"You really lack a sense of humor," the revenge goddess clicked her tongue twice in his mind.
"You’re in the mood for jokes, yet our plan over here already needs to be reworked," Aiden said with a sigh, covering his forehead.
"No, just your plan," the revenge goddess corrected. "I’m sorry that you never discussed your specific tactics with your dear battle buddy, so is there a problem with the revelation that the holder of the Hand of Annihilation is actually a human trafficker?"
"The problem is that my original plan was to recruit him as an ally on our side, but now it seems he won’t be a reliable partner," Aiden stood up.
Professor Dodge had a direction for the treatment of his son, and this direction was tied to the kingdom’s military "infestation" plan.
Aiden did not wish for Mr. Bloodcoat to steal the Hand of Annihilation and was willing to assist Professor Dodge, but given the circumstances, if such cooperation made him an accomplice to the military’s "infestation" scheme, he was not so willing.
His consideration of matters was not based solely on benefits but also on personal likes and dislikes.
"So, what do you plan to do?" the revenge goddess asked.
"I have an idea that I’m still considering," Aiden replied vaguely and proceeded into the bathroom to undress and prepare for a shower.
"I think you might as well undress outside the bathroom. The full-length mirror out there can reflect your entire body," the revenge goddess chuckled, appearing beside him.
"My dear Lady Phoenix, the body you can see now is your own," Aiden, with his back to the bathroom mirror, took off his shirt, his "presence" Divine Word still in effect.
"I just wanted to see you panic, but it looks like... you don’t really care," the revenge goddess replied.
"Do all you goddesses enjoy teasing mortals?" Aiden asked as he began to test the water temperature.
"I’d be very unhappy if you put me in the same category as those harlots," the revenge goddess said with a slight trace of displeasure in her voice.
"Be unhappy if you want. Can you keep quiet for a bit? I want to settle down and think about some issues," Aiden replied.
"Oh, I get it. Bathing always seems to settle your mind to contemplate issues," the revenge goddess agreed and then continued to tease, "But I’ve heard that men have another state that especially aids in clear thinking, what do they call it... the sage time. Do you want to try it? Oh, I can give you special permission to use my body as inspiration. Don’t worry, even if you harbor those low-level desires for me, I won’t mind at all."
"Damn, do you have to tell dirty jokes at a time like this?" Aiden suddenly felt this goddess was giving him a headache, but she seemed to enjoy it.
Fortunately, the revenge goddess did not continue to bother him after that, and he began to wash himself with hot water, letting the shower from above clean off the sweat clinging to his skin, swiftly warming his body.
He began to calm down and think about his next steps.
Considering that his position could not stand with the kingdom’s military, it might be very difficult for him to establish a cooperative relationship with Professor Dodge.
That left him with no choice but to continue leveraging the relationship with the Witch Council, but this would necessarily mean aligning his goals with Qiqimora and Lamia.
In fact, as Professor Dodge’s true relationship with the military surfaced, Aiden realized their goals were indeed starting to converge.
Given that Professor Dodge might be a collaborator in the "Infection" project, at least Qiqimora and Lamia could join forces without any reservations to snatch the Divine Artifact and research results from the military, as long as they got their hands on the research results, they would have a bargaining chip to negotiate with Professor Dodge.
He could also assist the two of them in achieving this plan—as long as it was done before Mr. Bloodcoat made his move, they could still prevent Mr. Bloodcoat from getting the Hands of Annihilation.
The only problem was that, before the plan came to fruition, Professor Dodge would undoubtedly become their enemy, as with his stance, he wouldn’t allow anyone to sabotage the military’s research.
Should he consult with them now?
Aiden reached for the necklace hanging around his neck, the pendant was indeed the credential of the Great Witch.
After he initially made up his mind to seek cooperation with Professor Dodge, he had not been in contact with Qiqimora and the others much.
After all, merely assisting Professor Dodge was, to some extent, akin to opposing Qiqimora.
There had been no communication back from Qiqimora’s side either, which probably meant they had vaguely sensed there were plans of their own in motion here.
Now, turning back to contact them felt somewhat awkward.
While he was pondering this, the enclosed grey fog within the crystal pendant suddenly began to churn, and Abigail’s voice pulled him from his thoughts to reality.
"Your Excellency, sorry to disturb your rest, but are you free to join the meeting now?" Abigail greeted him swiftly.
Aiden paused for a moment, hesitating on whether to contact the Witch Council when unexpectedly, the Council reached out to him first.
For an instant, he was surprised that Abigail would still be willing to take on the task of the contact point for them at such a late hour, but he quickly remembered that as the saint of the "Life" authority, Abigail didn’t need sleep.
"Sorry, it’s a bit inconvenient; I’m taking a bath," Aiden replied without hesitation.
"Your Excellency, is that you?" Abigail’s voice had a hint of doubt.
Aiden suddenly realized that the voice Abigail was hearing was actually that of the Avenging Goddess.
"It’s me, Aiden Galahad. I’ve switched identities for some reason, I’ll explain it to you later," Aiden responded.
"Alright then, allow me to summon you urgently, please hold the credential and maintain magic power," Abigail said.
"Wait a minute, I told you I’m still in the bath..." Aiden emphasized to her.
But Abigail turned a deaf ear, and the fog quickly began to swirl in front of Aiden, completely covering the white steam of the bathroom.
The thought of standing naked in the summoning space made Aiden somewhat stunned.
Abigail... what are you doing?
