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"Three months?" Aaron couldn't help but frown. Will Auceptin chuckled and added, "So, as long as you complete it within a year, I can promise to act on your behalf 3 times, and I can also give you some extra rewards. However, due to my own condition, I can only act through a certain medium with limitations."
"I don't think you'd want to stir up another big trouble just because of my actions, would you?"
Aaron thought about Ouroboros, the Angel of Fate who had always served the True Creator, and made up his mind, then nodded slightly.
Seeing this, Will Auceptin's tender face instantly broke into a satisfied smile. He put the tarot cards in his pocket, then took out a paper crane folded from white paper and placed it on the table.
"This is a paper crane I made myself. If you need help or want to ask any questions, you can write your question on the surface of the paper crane, and I will be able to answer you in a safer and more convenient way."
Will Auceptin, with a bit of childishness, went in circles, unwilling to speak plainly. However, Aaron didn't mind, because he already knew, wasn't it just a dream consultation?
Seeing Aaron reach for the paper crane on the table, Will Auceptin quickly added, "Of course, if you encounter an irresistible danger, you can directly light this paper crane. This can attract my attention."
"Within my capabilities, even if you haven't completed my task yet, I can act for you once in advance."
Aaron's eyes lit up, and he quickly put away the paper crane. This was indeed a good item.
Will Auceptin, seeing Aaron put away the paper crane, hummed a tune, jumped off the sofa, patted Evelyn, who was clearly a bit bewildered, and walked towards the door.
Aaron's eyes flickered, and he quickly walked to the door to stop Will Auceptin, retaining him with a wide smile:
"My chef was specially transferred from East Tucker County and can make many exclusive ice cream recipes."
"And I can guarantee that even in many high-end restaurants outside, you won't taste such delicious ice cream. I wonder if Chairman would be willing to try some?"
Will Auceptin's tender face showed a strange smile. He glanced at Aaron, then shook his head and said,
"All gifts of fate have already been marked with a price in the dark."
Just when Aaron thought he was going to refuse, Will Auceptin chuckled and added, "However, I am willing to try the ice cream that Earl Aaron praises so highly."
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Backlund Factory District, inside a slightly dim basement.
A sweet-looking young woman with a fierce look between her brows stood with her hands down, her fists clenched tightly, her shoulders slightly trembling, and an dark green ring on her right middle finger.
"Queen Mach, venting desires and releasing pain also requires timing. Don't you know that this period is a time for important missions for our sect?"
A mysterious figure in a black hooded robe walked out of the shadows in the corner, her voice having distinct female characteristics.
Queen Mach lowered her head so no one could see the distorted expression on her face, suppressing her emotions and arguing,
"I just used the ring you made to let those damned commoners feel the taste of pain. I did it very discreetly, deliberately lowering the power of disease spread and disguising it as a common infectious disease."
Looking at Queen Mach, who was still arguing, the woman in the black robe said faintly:
"It seems you still haven't adapted to life after becoming a Witch. Stay away from those factories from now on. You can leave."
Queen Mach clenched her fists, her nails digging into her flesh, but she left in silence.
Inside the dim basement, a mirror glowed slightly, and "Despair Nightingale" Panatiya, dressed in a pure white plain robe with her hair loosely tied up, walked out.
She was holy, dignified, untainted by a speck of dust, with a bright and radiant appearance that made one's eyes light up, and also added a few touches of introverted and lazy temperament to her.
Panatiya played with her hair with her right hand, a captivating smile on her face as she looked at the black-robed woman respectfully standing by her side, chuckling and revealing an indescribable charm and allure:
"Nadali Mana, does she know about our plan?"
Nadali Mana took off her black hood, revealing an equally beautiful face, and replied respectfully:
"She doesn't know about our plan; she's only responsible for some auxiliary work in population abduction."
Panatiya nodded slightly and continued:
"She is no longer suitable to be the vessel for our Lord's descent. Once this matter is concluded, you will leave Backlund and find a better vessel."
Nadali Mana responded respectfully, without any surprise.
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Backlund Empress Borough, in Aaron's study.
The desk made of fine golden-silk wood was covered with empty boxes; all 5 different flavors of ice cream had been eaten by Will Auceptin.
He put down the last empty box, let out a satisfied burp, and nodded contentedly:
"Your chef's ice cream is quite good, hmm, it's just too sweet…"
Seeing him finish, Aaron sat beside him with a wide smile, taking out a stack of white paper and a small bottle with faintly special patterns on its surface from behind his back.
Looking at the "I knew it" expression on Will Auceptin's face, Aaron cleared his throat:
"The conditions you just mentioned included acting three times and giving some rewards."
"So I'd like to draw a small advance on the reward, such as folding a few more paper cranes, and a drop of your mythical creature blood."
Will Auceptin shot up from the sofa with a swish, staring at Aaron and then pointing at the empty boxes on the table. Although he said nothing, his meaning was very clear.
Aaron, with a thick skin, maintained his smile and pretended not to see it. Since he was willing to act in advance, paying a small advance on the reward was naturally not an issue.
Looking at Aaron's smile, Will Auceptin's mouth twitched. He silently took the white paper and folded two more paper cranes.
Looking at the little boy sitting on the sofa, folding paper with his head down, Aaron always had the illusion of exploiting child labor, and quickly shook off the inexplicable thought that appeared in his mind.
Seeing Will Auceptin's paper-folding hand stop, Aaron was about to shamelessly ask for a few more paper cranes.
But before he could speak, a drop of silver blood appeared, as if countless tiny, transcendent, illusory wheels were rotating, connecting into a long ribbon, almost meeting end to end.
Just by looking at it, Aaron felt as if he had lost the ability to think, and all his thoughts seemed to repeat.
He quickly shook his head and put the clearly sealed "Serpent of Fate" blood into the special small bottle.
After Aaron finished handling the matter, he was surprised to find that Will Auceptin, who had been sitting on the sofa, had long since vanished without a trace, and all the empty ice cream boxes had also disappeared, leaving only two paper cranes sitting alone on the table.
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