Chapter 909
Miss Sprenger
Anna Kingsford.
Also known as “Miss Sprenger” and “Anna Sprenger.”
She is a witch who has existed since the Empire era and is also a descendant of Jean de Fontenelle, the world’s first Demon Scholar.
Most people don’t know why she has two completely different surnames, and she herself has never explained it. Some believe that one of these surnames comes from her fiancé; while opponents argue that this is impossible because she is also the Queen of Valentine I, the founder of the Star Antimony Kingdom.
What surname could be more sacred than “Valentine”?
Only a few know why she became a witch—
Before the “Rose Concordance” was discovered and obtained by the Demon Scholars of Star Antimony, the profession of Demon Scholar was always fraught with risk—when a Demon Scholar ascended to become a Demon Avatar, their fragile mortal bodies could not control the powerful demons within.
Some believe that this risk led to the division and destruction of the Empire, as the power of demons corrupted these Demon Scholars, leading them to do things they would otherwise never do.
It was not until the Demon Scholars of Star Antimony obtained the “Rose Concordance” that they could forcibly control, suppress, and send the immensely powerful demons within into slumber through the “Rose Pact.”
—And the one who brought the “Rose Concordance” was “Miss Sprenger.”
If the Red Phase represents the Child of the Moon, the Black Phase represents the Necromancer, and Valentine I represents the Alchemist… then, as the representative of the Demon Scholars, Miss Sprenger holds an exceptionally high position.
However, she has always favored secrecy, and even the position of Queen could not bind her, as if she were unbound by any earthly law or contract. Miss Sprenger would always disappear silently and reappear in inexplicable places, yet Valentine I seemed to have no reaction to this…
The reason is also simple.
—Because Anna Kingsford was already a true “demon.”
“Sprenger” is not her “fiancé’s” surname, but the name of the Night Demon that hatched from within her!
It is precisely from the Night Demon’s power that she became a witch of the Path of Love.
Anna’s original profession was Demon Scholar and Demon Avatar—and the newborn Night Demon “Sprenger,” who seized Anna’s body, is that witch!
Anna, as a half-elf, had slightly pointed ears. Her skin, fair as jade, was almost transparent, and her straight, dark gold hair cascaded down to her waist. She had an excellent figure, which was further accentuated by the white gauze of Anxi she wore—being able to wear pure white clothing without her skin appearing dull or sallow was proof enough of the exceptionally good complexion of this witch, who was at least three hundred years old.
Her once dark gold pupils had now turned a pure, swirling purplish-pink.
Anna looked at the “Master” opposite her in the mirror, but she wasn’t particularly nervous.
Instead, she boldly teased, “Why did you think of looking for me? Is it because today is a special day?”
“—Enough nonsense, Sprenger.”
A deep, layered voice emanated from the other side of the mirror, distorted as if received through a poor phone signal: “How is the ritual preparation going?”
“The outer ring ritual is ready, just waiting for May 5th—you don’t seem to be in a good mood today.”
Anna smilingly bit her right index finger, her voice sultry, “Do you need me to accompany you in the Dream Realm?”
“I have my succubi, Sprenger. Your life should be spent on a higher mission; this is beneath you.”
The Fallen Heavenly Envoy’s ruthless, deep voice echoed, “When I descend to the Material Realm, I will bestow upon you a noble evolution.”
Although they were discussing intimate matters, his voice carried not a trace of “love.”
All that could be discerned was an unrestrained and ice-cold “desire.”
“Then you descended suddenly,” said Miss Sprenger with a smile, “I presume you have other instructions?”
“Advance the ritual—immediately, now!”
The Fallen Heavenly Envoy’s voice was filled with unconcealed rage: “Complete it today, or tomorrow at the latest! It happens to be April 7th—you should have made preparations, right?”
“Yes, Master.”
Sprenger replied calmly, “The outer ring ritual was already completed on April 5th. Advancing it by a month leaves room for your plan.”
The outer ring ritual of the Ouroboros Ring is the true main body of the “Ouroboros Ring” ritual.
The area delineated by the outer ring ritual is the activity range of the descended Heavenly Envoy.
—As for the inner ring ritual, it was merely a deception, a disguised ritual that could “raise the energy level of the ritual executor by one level.”
“Hmph, if that snake fellow is going to unfold the Ouroboros Ring on the sacred day of Balance on May 5th, then I will disrupt his plan.”
The Fallen Heavenly Envoy’s voice was full of hatred: “April 7th, April 17th, and the 8th of every month… Since the Ouroboros Ring must land, let it descend into my domain!”
“Have you found the sacrifice, Sprenger? Did that snake fellow specify a sacrifice?”
“No specification, we haven’t decided yet. The original sacrifice was killed by that Alistair I told you about…”
“—Hmph!”
Before Sprenger could finish speaking, the Fallen Heavenly Envoy’s wrath intensified: “A-LIS-TAIR—she’s also a snake! And she stole my power—kill her when I see her again!”
“Yes,” Sprenger replied softly.
“Just find any sacrifice, I have no requirements. Preferably male, but it doesn’t matter if not.”
The Fallen Heavenly Envoy’s voice boomed: “Be quick! Go do it now!”
“Yes, Master.”
Sprenger nodded again.
At this moment, the purple halo in the mirror, along with the purple vortex at the bottom of her pupils, gradually faded.
Although the Fallen Heavenly Envoy’s request was urgent, Sprenger did not immediately comply.
Instead, she unhurriedly placed her right hand over her left chest, her middle and ring fingers tapping rhythmically, generating vibrations.
And in an incredibly intricate rhythm and code, it formed a special ritual—
Soon, Sprenger raised her right hand.
A burst of flame shot from her index finger, igniting the candle in front of the mirror. The light from the mirror sealed off the possibility of the Fallen Heavenly Envoy’s sudden descent. She then dipped her middle finger into her saliva and drew an “8” on the mirror.
Soon, a radiance lit up from the other side of the mirror.
A voice, equally deep and layered, but more magnetic and intimate, spoke: “Are you asking me out on a date, little Anna?”
“The Fallen Heavenly Envoy has asked me to advance the Ouroboros Ring ritual.”
Miss Sprenger, unlike her previous flirtatious tone with the Fallen Heavenly Envoy, spoke with unusual seriousness and respect: “Complete it today or tomorrow… can I proceed?”
“…Oh?”
The great being on the other side of the mirror seemed to fall into thought.
Suddenly, He chuckled: “It’s probably Eivass up to something again, never mind.
“His existence always messes up plans… Let’s just pretend he doesn’t exist.
“So, go ahead, Anna. I love you.”
The gentle voice of the Ring Heavenly Envoy gradually faded.
“I love you too, my Master,” Miss Sprenger said with a smile.
(End of Chapter)
