The Whispering Verses Chapter 774: Flower thank you gift
Similar to when he went to the Dark Realm two months ago, Shade took almost all of his belongings with him when he set out from home on Wednesday morning.
But this time, he did not bring the [God's Gift Box]. After all, this time he did not need to prepare to imprison the devil, and this box had no effect on Joey Barton. But when I was packing my things, I realized that I hadn’t tried to get any gifts this week. So I fished out of the gift box and took out a book.
It is not a book for reading, but a book that can be cut for puzzle training. This is a contemporary print, and children from aristocratic families like this kind of books very much, so the price is not very friendly to the people. In exchange for the gift, Shade needs to complete at least two of the puzzles before the end of this week.
"After the Middleburg incident is solved, I will have plenty of time to solve these puzzles this week."
In addition to not bringing the [God's Gift Box], Shade did not go to Dorothy to borrow the leaves because he still had two [Eternal Leaves of Youth] in his hand. .
He wanted to let Luvia temporarily take care of little Mia again to prevent him from being unable to go home tonight. But this time the cat struggled surprisingly hard and refused to leave Shade, so Shade could only turn the cat into a toy and take it with him.
If he were not worried about being seen through by Dorothy and taking another risk, it would actually be better to leave Mia on Quill Street.
Of course, the most important thing is that Shade also brought the [Soul Fishing Rod]. Even though this fishing rod is retractable, it is still very cumbersome to carry around. Only this time, Shade had to bring it with him. But this relic has two hooks at this time. One is the original hook of the relic, and the other is a hook that was taken out of the gift box last week and is made of exactly the same material as the gift box.
Xia De can probably guess the reason for this gift.
There was another episode before departure. The carriage stopped downstairs at Shade's house, and the visitor was not a rare client, but Tifa who came in a hurry:
"Xia De, fortunately you haven't left yet."
At this time, the coffee table in the living room was filled with relics and magic materials, and the coat spread on the sofa was filled with small toys.
The black-haired maid followed Shade to the living room and handed the red velvet jewelry box held in both hands to Shade:
"The lady said, I'll lend you this."
Xia De opened the jewelry box, and inside was the sage-level relic [The Ancient Witch's Gold Necklace].
"This is."
"The lady said that she knew what was going to happen in Middleburg today, so she guessed that you had something to do. I lend you this as a thank you for the rose that the racecourse gave to the lady."
Tifa smiled:
"Look, you are really leaving. I was on the way just now, and I was worried that I wouldn't be able to give this to you in time."
Xia De didn’t know what to say:
"Thank you Miss Carina for me."
He said solemnly and put away the gold necklace. With this relic around, he became more confident in his next actions.
"The lady said that she will not stop you from taking risks. After all, the growth of a ring warlock cannot be without risks."
Tifa moved closer to Shade, then stretched out her arms to hug him, and separated with just a gentle hug:
"The lady asked me to give you a hug for her and wish you a smooth trip."
Xia De nodded:
"Tifa, every time you accompany me to play Rhodes with others, my luck will be better than normal. I think maybe you are my lucky girl."
The black-haired girl's face turned red:
"The lady said, if you have the chance, kill Joey Barton. Others don't know what you will do, but the lady said, you must do the next thing for the sake of the chosen one. "Miss and I both know that you have incredible power, but please take care of yourself."
She moved forward slightly and kissed Shade on the face.
"Is this what Miss Carina asked you to bring to me?"
"Of course not."
Tifa shook her head slightly, and the strands of hair on her forehead shook together:
"This is a kiss from me. I wish you a smooth trip. As for my thank you for that flower, next time you visit the manor, would you like to go to that remote corridor with me again?"
Obviously she was very shy, but Tifa still raised her head and looked at Shade with her black eyes. Her skin is fair, her eyes seem to be shining, and the way her mouth curves is very heartwarming.
Xia De quickly recalled the remote corridor where the candle was kicked, and felt a little blushing:
"Still five minutes?"
There is a smile in the bent eyes:
"This time, it can last ten minutes. So, we must come back safely."
Farewell to the maid, Shade entered Sikal Mountain from the ruined tower, and then headed down the mountain in the heavy fog. The witches set out for the narrow room at about ten o'clock in the morning, so Shade rushed to see Sister Devlin at the Home for the Blind before they set off. He had written to make an appointment yesterday.
She has already been told about the chosen one, so there is no need to say more. Shade came here this time to ask the nuns for help and ask the [Spiritual Cultivation Order] to help open another passage and let him enter the narrow room alone.
"Why not go with the witches?"
The nun stood by the window, her hands folded and hanging in front of her body, her head lowered and asking softly. Behind her was the heavy fog in the middle of the sky. Today the city hall declared martial law in the city, apparently to coordinate with the church's actions.
"There are some things I don't want the witches to know."
For a moment, Shade thought that the nun in front of him was smiling, but if he looked closely, she still had that expressionless face.
The head is slightly raised, and the long, textured silver-gray hair is braided into an extremely complicated pattern and hangs down behind his back. The silver eyepatch was pointed at Shade, and the exquisite and elegant silver jewelry was still so amazing:
"Mr. Hamilton, you are participating in an epic."
"No, I just went to witness the epic. The protagonist is you, I am just the audience of this scene."
This time the nun really smiled, the smile under the eye patch was very shallow and gentle:
"You look fully armed now, but you don't look like you are going to be an audience at all."
Shad glanced at himself. He had two guns on his waist, a [Soul Fishing Rod] on his back, a [Night Watch] in his left hand, the fingers of his right hand were almost covered with rings, and the witch's gold necklace hung around his neck. , the bulging coat was filled with various toys and relics.
"No need to explain, Mr. Hamilton. Maybe others will think that you are just an audience outside of fate, but I, who is watching over the original fire, can understand that you are the hero of this world."
This is the first time someone has called Shade this way:
"I'm not a hero."
The nun did not refute:
"I am the fire prevention woman who guards the first fire. I look for firewood and new fire sources for the first fire. The first fire will also feed back the power of the world to me. The spirit of the world is reminding me that a lot will happen tonight Something incredible."
"Then do you know who the chosen one is?"
Xia De asked, the nun shook her head slightly:
"Maybe the answer is completely different from what you think."
The overlap between Hazama and the real world now is far greater than when Shard first came to Fort Midhill in early autumn. Therefore, opening the passage to the narrow room does not need to be as complicated as when rescuing Priest Augustus.
Sister Devlin needed to go to the mountainside with the witches, but she arranged for the other three high-circle nuns of the order to help Shade. Furthermore, she separated part of her flame and sealed it in a dilapidated portable kerosene lamp obtained from the [Sin Mansion] transaction.
This lamp is a relic and can store any form of flame. At this time, it accommodates part of the first fire. The slender flames dance quietly in the lamp, making the old bronze kerosene lamp look even more beautiful. There are traces of time and history.
The cult can send Shade into the narrow room, but leaving the narrow room requires the guidance of the First Fire. Now that Sister Devlin has no time to take care of Shade, giving him part of the flame is the best choice at the moment.
Farewell to Sister Devlin in the foggy streets. The carriage the nun was riding in quickly disappeared into the thick fog. Shade unexpectedly discovered that the first-fire kerosene lamp in his hand could actually slightly disperse the surrounding atmosphere. fog.
"But carrying a kerosene lamp with me seems to be even more inconvenient for fighting."
Sister Devlin will notify other people in the spiritual order to prepare to open a one-time narrow passage, and what Shade needs to do is to wait patiently for the news in the House of the Blind.
The city is not under martial law, but travel is restricted, so even at the Home for the Blind, not many disabled citizens with eye diseases come to visit. Sister Michelle, who was in charge of the Home for the Blind, arranged a separate lounge on the top floor for Shade. Shade then transformed little Mia into a real cat, held the cat and read "The Pink Book" to pass the time in the morning.
The city is very quiet, and the autumn sunlight cannot penetrate the white mist with whispering elements. On the other side of the thick fog, the Church of the Righteous God, the Academy of Thaumatology, the Witches' Council, and even those groups of ring magicians whose names Shade didn't know were definitely in action.
When Shade occasionally raised his head from the knowledge in the book and looked at the window, what he was thinking about was whether the actors on the stage of unknowable fate could know that thousands of years later, people will have different opinions about today. What an evaluation.
The city was quiet in the morning. Except for a group of soldiers passing by Rufu Lane, nothing happened.
After lunch, the cat took a nap next to Shade's hand. Shade put away the parchment and took out the "Book of Crazy Thunder" to continue reading. This is the book on the [Thunder] Spirit Rune prepared by St. Byrons for Shade, and it is part of the second-year course.
At half past one in the afternoon, a knock on the door temporarily stopped Shade's learning process. But it wasn't that the Spiritual Order was ready to "open the door," but that Sister Michelle had something to ask Shade for help.
This is what happened. This morning, Mr. Beirut, who lives in the southern city of Fort Midhill, visited the Home for the Blind and received treatment and psychological counseling from the Home for the Blind. Because the fog became thicker at noon and the carriage that came to pick him up did not arrive, the Beirut man who was a teacher at a school for the blind temporarily took a lunch break at the Home for the Blind.
But after he took a nap for an hour, the servants at the Blind Home were unable to wake him up again. Later, after inspection by the ring magicians, it was discovered that he had fallen into the narrow room in his dream.
"Need me to go deep into the narrow room to find him back?"
Xia De pointed at himself in surprise.
"To retrieve an ordinary person who has dreamed of falling into a narrow space, there is no need to actually enter the narrow space. The cult has formal methods, but it requires at least a level 6 or higher level sorcerer to risk being polluted by the narrow space. Perform the ritual."
Sister Michelle seems a little embarrassed. [House of the Blind] is a local stronghold of the cult. She is the one with the highest level, and most of the others are low-level.
"I understand, then let me do it, it's just a piece of cake."
As he said that, he put down the book and stood up. The movement of standing up disturbed the cat on the sofa. It opened one eye and looked at Shade. Seeing that he wanted to leave, it immediately yawned and got up and chased after him.
When this cat yawns, his mouth opens very wide.
Rescuing ordinary people who have fallen into a narrow space in a dream is to use a method similar to "channeling" to allow living people in reality to see the scenes in the "dream", and then communicate with them in the dream to wake them up.
This did not even require Shade to lie down. He sat on the armchair next to the bed. After drinking the potion with the emblem of the spiritual cult, he put his hand on the forehead of the sleeping Mr. Beirut. superior.
The low-ring nun of the [Home for the Blind] wrapped her eyes with linen strips, lit the incense in the room, and Sister Michelle unfolded the parchment and placed it in front of Shade's eyes.
He leaned back slightly on the chair, staring at the strange image on the parchment that looked like a goat but also a unicorn. His mind gradually became faint and then he fell into a semi-conscious state.
He could feel that he was still sitting on the chair, but he also saw the blurry scene in the narrow space.
His eyes followed Mr. Beirut, who was running along the stone steps up the Sikal Mountain. And in front of him, in the blurry fog, a transparent woman's figure kept moving forward. The surrounding scene looked very familiar. The dark forest stood on both sides of the stone steps, and the stone steps were dilapidated as if no one had stepped on them for a hundred years.
"They are heading to the top of Mount Sikal?"
But there are not no traces of human activities around. On both sides of the stone steps at the top of the mountain, there are already traces of rituals arranged by the church. There are even magical runes carved on each stone step under the feet. There are no evil spirits in the surrounding dense fog, because a large group of ring warlocks from the Church of the Five Gods are currently conducting the final inspection of the ceremony.
But these living people who went deep into the narrow room completely failed to notice the souls of Mr. Beirut and the woman in front of them. After all, the former was just a dream, not even as real as Shade's state yesterday, and the latter was just a phantom caused by longing for him.
The soul stranded in the narrow room cannot enter death through the three passages in the narrow room. But the phantoms caused by longing can lead living people to fall into death. Once you follow your thoughts and fall in the world of dreams, then Mr. Beirut will really die. Fort Midhill has had such urban legends for a long time, but recently it has become more frequent.