Chapter 387: Princess Alice
The Council of Sages—a secret organization of mages.
To be frank, its predecessor was essentially a gathering of busybodies.
Over time, the organization grew powerful and structured, becoming one of the world's influential mystical mage associations.
The daughter of the House of Gordoin—Alice Louise von Nafal, a prodigious Witch, was recommended to become the chairman of this Council of Sages at the mere age of sixteen.
Now twenty-four, Alice no longer held the chairman position but still wielded considerable prestige and authority within the organization as a special advisor.
Regarding the incident of a Heretic God's descent in Sardinia, she had, of course, received the news promptly.
She had expected the Heretic God to cause massive upheaval, but to her surprise, peace was quickly restored.
To be precise, the Heretic God had returned to myth.
As a Witch of the Heavenly Throne, Alice confirmed this through her spirit vision.
The problem was the great distance and some form of power interference, preventing her from determining how the Heretic God had returned.
Was it due to a clash between Heretic Gods, with one defeated and returning to myth, or was it slain by a Campione?
If she didn't know, there was likely someone who would—the Witch of the Earthly Throne, Lucretia.
To obtain information from this Witch, one needed to prepare something for exchange.
Soon after, the notification from the Holy Knights brought her the bargaining chip.
It was a demonic monster, but its mythological origins remained unknown.
The bizarre thing was that this demonic creature didn't vanish after being killed, leaving behind its complete body.
"That thing looks more like a creature closely resembling monsters from mythology."
"It's likely similar to those abnormal genetic organisms created by humans."
"But this thing emerged from Lady Aisha's cave—it couldn't possibly be human research, could it?"
In this world, there existed organizations attempting to recreate mythological beings through scientific means, but without exception, they all failed.
Of course, there were also researches that involved extracting genes from various animals, conducting enhancements, and ultimately breeding all sorts of chaotic monstrosities.
Such organizations were considered heretical by magical associations and would be eliminated.
Because these people acted recklessly, completely disregarding ethics and morals.
"So, you're saying Lady Aisha's cave might connect to a truly otherworldly dimension, right?"
This speculation made both the higher-ups of the Council of Sages and the Holy Knights somewhat uneasy.
For now, they could only hope that Lady Aisha would return quickly and close that cave. Otherwise, if something even more dangerous emerged, it would be troublesome.
To prepare for any contingency and properly deal with these monsters, thorough research on them was necessary.
Thus, Alice decided to use this monster as leverage to strike a deal with Lucretia.
She would allow the other party to participate in the research, and in exchange, Lucretia would tell her about the situation with the Heretic God in Sardinia.
So, Alice made the call, but to her surprise, a man answered the phone.
Afterward, she found herself somehow coaxed into addressing him as "grandpa," making her twitch at the corners of her mouth and eyes.
Just who was this guy?
He sounded very young—could it be that bastard Black Prince?
No, although he and Alice didn't get along, he wasn't the type to joke around like that. He was far too rigid.
Huh? The phone rang again less than a minute after hanging up?
Was it a callback from the other party?
After hesitating for a moment, Alice answered, thinking it might be Lucretia returning her call.
"Well, well, if it isn't Her Highness the Princess gracing me with a call. Is there some good news?"
The voice that came through sounded affectionate yet somewhat frivolous—exactly the person Alice was looking for.
"I have business with you, Granny."
"Oh my, you're as rude as ever, child. How can you call someone as young and beautiful as me 'Granny'?"
Alice ignored this narcissistic banter.
"What's the situation with the Heretic God in Sardinia?"
She cut straight to the point.
"Of course, I've also prepared something to make you talk."
She added this as a follow-up.
"Oh? Something to make me talk? Her Highness is so confident, it makes me... uh, wait, hold on—"
The voice on the other end suddenly became flustered, as if Granny wasn't speaking to Alice.
"Granny?"
"Wait, wait, let me finish this call with this child fir—yaaaaaah!"
Granny let out a scream.
"Granny!"
Had something terrible happened?
But the voice on the other end of the phone grew increasingly strange, making Alice realize something, her face involuntarily flushing red.
Finally, a rather delicate, coquettish sound made Alice immediately hang up the phone.
About five minutes later, the phone rang again.
"What exactly is the 'good thing' the princess mentioned?"
The voice that came through sounded weak, somewhat breathy and flirtatious.
"I'll send it directly to your email. Take a look."
After saying this, Alice was about to hang up.
But—
"Who was the man who answered the phone earlier?"
She couldn't help but ask.
"Him~"
The person on the other end of the line seemed to adopt a playful tone.
"He's the man I'll be serving from now on."
These words made Alice widen her eyes. In other words, Lucretia's earlier unusual behavior—could it have been because of that?
No, no, this wasn't the time to dwell on that.
This Witch, who had never aligned herself with any faction, now had someone she served—this was something worth paying attention to.
Whoever could make this Witch serve them was definitely not an ordinary individual.
Then again, could it be a lie? A joke? That was entirely possible.
"So, princess, why not join us? I think you'd be suitable too."
"Huh?"
Alice was stunned.
"To serve alongside me. I can't wait to see your... less dignified side~"
The tone was so suggestive, as if hinting at something provocative, making Alice's face flush with embarrassment.
Bang!
She hung up the phone with some force.
On the other end, Lucretia looked at the disconnected phone and lazily tossed it aside.
Then, her slightly moist, dazed eyes cast a faint glare at the man in front of her.
To forcibly drain her magical power while she was on the call with Alice, causing such a situation—it was truly malicious.
Hmm, Erica nearby was also staring at the two of them with a sharp, disapproving gaze.
So, what exactly had Alice sent her?