Otaku Witch-Chapter 697 - 486. Bizarre Figure_2

Moreover, considering the personalities of these two Heroic Spirits, it was conceivable that they were Magic Armored Knights in their lifetimes.

Surrounding these two armed Heroic Spirits were a group of people in lab coats, likely the working staff of the lab, who must have received advance notification from the guards and had come to greet and assist with the investigation.

"Knight Sir, I am Bard, the director of this Magic Web Institute. Rest assured, we will fully cooperate with your investigation."

A middle-aged man with a Mediterranean haircut emerged from the crowd, looking like he had seen a savior, as he spoke.

This was normal, as having lost something so vital, he, the director, was bound to face accountability; no one other than Dorothy and Denisha—who knew the significance—and likely this director wanted to find the Magic Network Core.

"Let's go see the site then,"

Dorothy said, having no time to make small talk with the Mediterranean director.

"Yes, yes, my lords, please follow me,"

the director agreed, nodding continuously, and then with his bulky short legs began to briskly lead the way.

Quickly, the group passed through various coded doors of the institute and entered a research lab deep underground.

Upon entering, Dorothy saw a huge transparent display case which was supposed to hold something, but now it was empty, nothing inside.

In response, the Homebody Witch subtly turned her head and signaled the Judgement Squad behind her not to keep their abilities hidden but to use them quickly. She then opened her senses to start searching the secret room for any possible clues.

Unfortunately, even though everyone used all their skills, they ended up with nothing. Dorothy even maximized her perception, digging three feet below with her spiritual power as she scanned, but still, nothing was found.

The knowledgeable Mediterranean director timely brought the institute's surveillance footage. Everyone had to suppress their frustration at coming up empty and began patiently reviewing the footage.

However, everything in the surveillance looked normal; it showed only the Magic Network Core, as bright as the brightest gem, suddenly vanishing into thin air—one moment it was there, and the next, it was gone.

This was damn spooky.

"An illusion technique? Or is someone using invisibility? It couldn't possibly be a spatial teleportation spell, could it?"

Dorothy furrowed her brow, deep in thought.

But then, she looked at the building materials of the lab and shook her head.

It was evident that Denisha truly valued the Magic Network Core, having even used anti-magic materials that were extremely rare and highly valuable in this era; essentially, it was impossible for anyone to cast a spell in this sealed research lab without leaving a trace.

So the question arose, what exactly was going on? Surely it couldn't actually be a case of seeing ghosts, could it?

Dorothy, not one to be easily deterred, began reviewing the surveillance footage again, this time examining it frame by frame.

"Stop...."

Just as the Homebody Witch's eyes were nearly sore from staring at the screen, she suddenly saw something and quickly called out.

Koreya also immediately hit the pause button and then looked at the screen, growing more perplexed as she watched.

"Master, is there an issue?"

The Black Sheep Witch saw no points of suspicion in the image paused on the screen.

Not just her, but the members of the Judgement Squad felt the same, seeing nothing out of the ordinary.

However, hearing their comments made Dorothy's frown deepen because, in her eyes, in this frame, outside the tightly closed door of the lab, there was indeed a blurry figure of a little girl.

"You really didn't see? There is clearly a little girl here, about 1.2 meters tall, with black hair...."

She pointed at the screen, then confirmed with the others.

However, as Koreya and the Judgement Squad looked again at the spot Dorothy was pointing to, they still saw nothing, only able to shake their heads.

They started to suspect that perhaps Dorothy was seeing things.

"Oh, then it's nothing, you guys are just too weak."

Dorothy nodded and then matter-of-factly stated.

She wouldn't think she was seeing things; after all, this wasn't the first time she'd encountered such a situation. The best example was right on her face now, wasn't it?

Only she could normally see the figure of Senior Sister Fanny; the other sisters couldn't see her. It couldn't be that Senior Sister Fanny was also a figment of her imagination.

"So, Senior Sister, could this be the same kind of stand-in as you?"

Dorothy quietly asked the Masked Senior Sister.

In response, Senior Fanny, who had been feigning ignorance and not planning to act as a cheating tool for her master, felt it was no longer appropriate to stay silent.

"Not at all, it's different from my principle, but indeed a similar type. One needs a high level of inspiration to see it clearly, or else it would be unconsciously overlooked. This is the trick of a demon, nowhere near comparable to me."

Senior Sister Fanny spoke somewhat proudly, displeased that Dorothy dared to compare her with such a low-level trick.

Fortunately, the Director of the Mediterranean Institute, who had been trying to make himself invisible all this while, suddenly widened his eyes upon hearing Dorothy's description earlier, as if he knew something.

"Are you hiding something?"

The Director's abnormal reaction was keenly noticed by Dorothy and the others, and their gazes immediately focused on this mortal Director.

"Well, my lords, I am not entirely sure, but if it really is a little girl of 1.2 meters in height with black hair, then it might be an Evil Breed."

Facing the gazes of the others, the plump Director of the Mediterranean wiped the sweat from his forehead and cautiously spoke.

"An Evil Breed?"

...The group remained curious and puzzled...