Miss Witch’s Devotion Has Gone… Twisted-Chapter 91: The Secrets of the Tarot Cards

Not only Loren came out, after Loren obtained the Requiem, everyone in the Prison of Sin Spire was released, so Loren essentially saved their lives.
Loren looked at the Judgment card in his hand, reading its description.
【Tarot Card·Judgment】
Effect: Attacks against sinners deal increased damage. The deeper the sin, the higher the damage.
Description: The blood of sin shall ultimately be judged.
The description of Judgment was simple, but its numerical value was high enough. For this, Loren had specifically conducted tests. If it was just a thief, the damage bonus was only ten percent. If it was a murderer, the bonus would reach fifty percent. If someone had killed an entire family, the damage would double.
But sin accumulates over time. Judgment's bonus could even stack with the Sin-Burning Flames. So, hitting some major figure steeped in evil with this might be almost equivalent to instant death.
That wasn't even the most crucial part. If one wanted to slay a god, Judgment was an indispensable tool. Judgment's bonus against gods was almost hundreds or thousands of times. Having lived for thousands of years, in their quest to obtain faith, who knows how much evil they had committed.
Loren looked at the image of the Female Knight on the card face. However, this time he saw something different on the Judgment card. It seemed to be a few musical notes, but they appeared fragmented and incomplete. Even Loren, as a musician, couldn't discern anything from them.
"What is this?"
This was something he had never discovered before. Even though he had collected the full set so many times in the game previously, Loren had never encountered this situation.
Loren immediately took out the High Tower and the Female Pope cards. Sure enough, they had similar markings, though still incomplete. It seemed only by collecting all the Tarot cards would he know what that thing truly was.
The Tarot cards originated from The Perpetual Observer. Loren felt the thing recorded on them was not so simple.
Moreover, Loren hadn't seen the markings on the Tarot cards initially either. The trigger for all this was probably the blessing of the "True Sight Eye."
Thinking this much now was useless. He would only see the true effect after collecting all the Tarot cards. What Loren needed to do now was hurry home.
He estimated he had only been gone for a little over an hour, but that wouldn't stop them from worrying about him.
However, even now, Loren couldn't see through Mirrorheart's emotions. Even though she was practically a waterfall of worry inside, she still wore that icy expression. Even if she was genuinely worried about him, Loren couldn't tell.
At least on the surface, Mirrorheart was indeed the one most confident in Loren. No matter what Loren went to do, she wouldn't worry. Even when Loren first declared he was going to slay a god, Mirrorheart had an expression that said it was only natural.
...
"I'm back, girls!"
As soon as Loren pushed the door open, he saw Mirrorheart kneeling at the entrance, holding a candle in her hands. The candle had long since melted, wax flowing down her palms.
That wasn't the most crucial part. Scarlett was also kneeling beside Mirrorheart. Upon seeing Loren return, Scarlett wanted to get up to greet him, but because she had knelt for too long, she couldn't stand up at all. In the end, Loren had to help her up.
"You were gone for a total of one hour and twenty-two minutes. I have been timing it with this candle."
"You've been kneeling here since I left? And why use a candle when you have a perfectly good watch?"
Loren helped Scarlett sit down before starting to complain.
"Because it's interesting."
Having knelt like this often, Mirrorheart was already used to it. Her legs didn't even tremble when she stood up.
"A truly irrefutable reason... And you, Scarlett, why were you kneeling?"
"I thought you liked it."
"..."
Loren felt a wave of mental exhaustion. Thankfully, Luna hadn't joined them in their madness.
"We'll stay here a few more days before heading back. I need to buy some potion materials. Bardo's materials are quite abundant."
"We've obtained the item from the Prison of Sin Spire. Let's return to the inn first."
After kneeling for so long, Scarlett's knees were injured.
Although she was clumsy and couldn't do anything well, she always tried her absolute hardest to earn Loren's affection.
In the end, Loren had no choice but to carry Scarlett on his back. The smile on her face was almost impossible to hide, forcing Loren to give her a light knock on the head.
In less than a few minutes, the King's people had prepared a carriage for Loren's return. Upon learning Loren wanted to stay a few more days, they seemed quite excited.
"By the way, on the way here, I encountered an assassination attempt. Because of that, the two Plague Envoys protecting me sacrificed themselves."
Loren mentioned it as if in passing. Something like an attempt on his life couldn't just be let go. Loren had always been this kind of person—once started, see it through;
either don't provoke others, but once enmity is formed, he would definitely wipe out the other party's entire family.
"Understood."
This time, the one driving the carriage was a Plague Envoy. After the Prison of Sin Spire disappeared, the Plague Envoys also had free time and could carry out other missions.
The professional competence of the Plague Envoys was considerably higher than that of the Scarecrows. This Plague Envoy didn't say any unnecessary words, though it might also be that his mask made it inconvenient for him to speak.
With nothing else to do, Loren simply began studying the magic he had obtained in the Prison of Sin Spire, especially the Sin-Burning Flames.
The magic obtained from the Prison of Sin Spire was the original version, without the anti-self-study mechanisms built into Church magic. Looking at it this way, the Sin-Burning Flames, being a sixth-tier magic, might be less difficult to learn than some fourth-tier magics from the Church.
Of course, learning it was one thing;
being able to cast it was another. High-tier magic had requirements for the Intelligence attribute. The requirement for sixth-tier magic was generally around sixty points of Intelligence.
However, this was ultimately not the game world. The conditions weren't that strict. Loren's current Intelligence was thirty points. After taking some potions, it would be close enough. These weren't big problems for Loren.
Even without potions, he could still use it. It was just a matter of success rate and power.
While Loren was studying magic, Anna also grew tired and simply lay down on Loren's lap.
She hadn't slacked off in the Prison of Sin Spire. She had good judgment, always leaving monsters heavily injured for Loren to finish off with a Finishing Move.
Looking at Anna's adorable sleeping face, Loren's mood improved considerably. He held the magic scroll in one hand and stroked Anna's hair with the other. Anna really liked sleeping in this form.
Loren returned to the inn once more, but this time, it was ordinary waitstaff who came to greet him. Combined with the previous rumors, they had understood Loren's preferences.
In their eyes, Loren was greedy for wealth but not lustful, not lustful at all.
Many important figures had come here, and most would be somewhat attracted by beauty. Only Loren had directly refused all such services.
It wasn't that others couldn't control themselves. Loren knew this place was somewhat influenced by the God of Plague. For those who set foot in Bardo, the sin of Slaanesh would be amplified.
Therefore, the economy of the Bardo Kingdom was relatively developed, thanks to its "tourism industry."