Witch, Fireball and the Evil God of Steam-Chapter 921 - 193: Have You Repented Today?

Ave was very sure that she was awake right now.

After seeing a figure in the mirror two days ago, she ordered the mirror to be replaced the very next morning.

She first ruled out the possibility of a problem with the mirror—after all, as far as she knew, the magicians from the Astrologer's Guild were always up to something with mirrors, either revealing spirits or reflecting people's deepest fears.

So, there was only one answer left.

Her house was haunted.

But this was a rather heartwarming haunting event. She saw her mother, who had passed away many years ago, in the mirror, looking at her with warmth and reassurance, so even though it was late at night, the scene was not terrifying at all.

Compared to the cautiousness of their first meeting, Ave was much calmer tonight. She just sat on her bed, gazing into the eyes of her mother in the mirror, her inner gloom dissipating. She vaguely hoped that this moment could last a bit longer.

Encountering troubles outside, rushing to her mother to complain and act spoiled… Ave, like other children her age, had once longed for such a scenario. However, her father was not someone she could act spoiled with. She could imagine if she behaved this way in front of her father, he would definitely put on that stern face and coldly say, "Ave, you are too fragile. How can you carry the weight of the entire family like this?"

So gradually, she got used to burying her frustrations deep within her heart, with the emotional seal brought by the Holy Word Art helping her a lot.

Even though she lacked those scenes in her life, she still grew up robustly.

And now, she was an outstanding graduate of the Truth Society, and she had to shoulder not only the Margaret Clan but also the future of the Empire.

So, what would she do now, when facing the ghost from the past in the mirror?

Ave lowered her head to look at her calloused palm from holding a quill for long periods. These were the marks of her growth. She took a deep breath and changed her hand gesture, leaving only her index and middle fingers, raising them towards the top of the head in the mirror's direction.

In the past ten minutes, Ave had been carefully assessing the angle and force of her move.

With the clever calculations from a believer of the God of Truth, these two fingers went straight into the nose of the figure in the mirror.

The gentle look vanished instantly.

First came a stare of disbelief, then a palm slapped her head, flattening her tuft of golden hair into the rest of her hair, and then the figure in the mirror completely disappeared. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Ave's room remained silent, but she could imagine what her mother would say if she were standing behind her.

—You unlucky child!

—Who taught you this?

Her aunt would surely say this, then pin her to the bed and deliver a stormy spanking with a slipper.

If it was her aunt, whether human or ghost, Ave would never dare to stick her fingers into her nose.

Come to think of it, it had been a while since she was spanked by her aunt. Meanwhile, that over-the-top Princess Sophia had been causing ridiculous scenes since becoming obsessed with film shooting. Recently, every time Ave saw Sophia, she was sitting in that electric wheelchair, as if she were rooted to it.

At least Ave proved one thing.

The ghost in the mirror had the possibility of interacting. Whether she poked her fingers into the nose or got slapped on the head, it was enough to prove her theory.

The slap was worth it.

Ave rubbed her head and pulled the flattened tuft of golden hair out from her hair.

She looked forward to meeting the ghost again because there were still many experiments she hadn't had the chance to conduct.

............…

Meanwhile, in the Far West, the Crown of Dawn Cathedral.

Although it was late at night, almost all the religious leaders were gathered here, with Pope Carlo personally presiding over the pre-war meeting.

The vanguard formed by the various small countries of the Far West and the Kingdom Army had already gathered at the border. They all understood that this would be the largest-scale war faced since humanity entered the Sixth Epoch, and the whole world would be divided into two factions due to the outbreak of war.

No one knew where this war would lead humanity, nor understood the source of Carlo's confidence.

It was known that the Empire had maintained a close relationship with the Neseriel Holy Hall Knights over the years, even though Julius had tried hard to weaken their connection during his reign. But with the Other Shore ascending to become Round Table Knight, all cracks were mended, and it was certain that once they initiated war, the knights of the Neseriel Holy Hall would firmly stand on the Empire's side.

"And Ophira from the Western Continent, along with Yue from the Deep Sea Council, are closely connected with Ave-Margaret. The steam machinery they created can replace manpower on the front lines; I've seen the battlefield they constructed, it is a line that can't be breached by mere flesh."

A leader of a small religious sect said gravely, "And ever since the situation got tense, the Western Continent increased tariffs. If this continues, they will stop all trade with the Far West."

They could only place their hope for trade on small organizations like the neutral Sub-human Chamber of Commerce. However, due to the size of the chamber, it could not meet all their demands.

"Carlo, we've fulfilled our promise; now it's your turn."

"What secret weapon are you hiding?"