Chapter 127: Chapter 127: Blood Moon Cult and the Witch's Gathering_1

Two quarters of an hour later, the infirmary.

"This time, I really owe you one." Rebecca bowed her head to Aiden with guilt in her face, "It's all my fault for my lack of ability, which led to the witch pushing us to this extent and causing you so much trouble."

"You can't say that, if you hadn't swallowed that pendant, I wouldn't have been able to catch her," Aiden glanced at Presia who was sitting up in the hospital bed.

Presia turned her face away with displeasure.

It was the plain truth—if Rebecca hadn't swallowed Presia's Great Witch's Credential, Aiden wouldn't have gotten hold of it. Naturally, he wouldn't have been able to infiltrate the gathering of the Great Witch, let alone obtain Abigail's divine words.

If not for those words that could turn the world upside down, he would have probably been played to death by Presia long ago. Not to mention that if Presia still had the credential, she could have sought help from the other Great Witches last night.