Whispering Verse

"There will probably be more things happening as we get closer to the central lake."

As Shade spoke, he raised his head and looked over the sparse dead branches towards the night sky, and out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of Miss Sylvia:

"The approximate time when the stars will be in the right position is around 1:30 a.m. on Thursday, so we have seven hours to move on."

"I didn't expect that the trouble this time was not the dangerous enemy, but the long distance."

Miss Carina said with a smile, Shade nodded and continued to flip through the "Secret of Agelessness" in his hand.

This book originally belonged to the Serkses Higher Medical School, but because it was found to contain fragments of a poem, it was obtained by the Witch Council. Before Shade left home, the result of Luvia's divination for him was "book", so before setting off into the swamp, Shade specially borrowed the book from Miss Carina, but he did not find that the book had any What's special.

"This book was written at the end of the Fifth Era. It describes the methods used by witches to maintain their skin. If you use the secret techniques in it properly, you can indeed maintain your beauty for a long time."

Shade murmured in his heart:

"The secret of agelessness, skin care, eternal beauty..."

He raised his eyebrows.

Miss Carina, who was leaning on Shade, suddenly said:

"Shadow, I heard Tifa say that you are good at telling stories. Before dinner, tell me a story. Just think of it as a way to relax temporarily before the decisive battle."

Miss Sylvia in the tree curled her lips. Of course she could hear the sounds below, and even suspected that Carina Cavendish deliberately let herself hear it.

Shade looked away from the ancient words on the book:

"What kind of story do you want to hear?"

He didn't want to tell the story of the shipwreck before the decisive battle, and he had already told this story many times.

"Any story."

Shade nodded, and then saw Miss Aurora walking out in the light:

"There is no special news from the parliament, but Sister Devlin contacted the speaker and gave me a note. There is some hidden content on it for Shade."

She handed the note to Shade, and Shade took a look at it. The general meaning was that if Shade arrived at the lighthouse first and the seal was about to be opened, then he could stabilize the power of the "primordial fire" by touching the flame. To keep the seal from being broken.

The flame on Shade's body was given by Sister Devlin, the "fireproof girl", so when Shade touched the flame of another first fire, the nun could quickly sense his position.

"The nun thought of the worst."

He explained to the witches:

"If we really encounter that situation, I think I might not worry about Lykins Plisha, but first stabilize the seal."

After all, Lykins Plisha's becoming the chosen one will not cause anything to happen immediately, but once the evil thing is unsealed, there will be an immediate disaster. Moreover, among the tasks that Luvia originally gave to Shad, witnessing the ceremony of the chosen one and confirming the identity of the chosen one was a must, and killing Lykins Prisha was the best thing to do.

They have plenty of time to deal with this matter before the thirteenth chosen one appears.

"You decide this matter yourself. The task given to us by the council is just to witness the ceremony of the chosen ones... What story does Shade want to tell?"

Miss Aurora asked with a smile, holding up her skirt and sitting on the heated stone. Miss Sylvia fell from the tree like a feather, and Miss Avril and Miss Scarlett, who were arranging the ceremony outside, also came back.

"Let me think about it...how about the story of Ice and Snow?"

Shade asked, inserting his hand into the snow beside him and grabbing a handful of snow.

The group of people sat down around the bonfire. Only Miss Catherine was still standing by the bonfire, stirring the soup, but she also smiled and tilted her head to look at him.

"It was a long time ago story. In the kingdom in the far north, the king and queen had an unknown problem. Their eldest daughter had extraordinary magical powers. The girl with long silver hair could easily control Any object frozen can create a fantastic ice and snow scene..."

Deep in the deserted swamp, the light of the bonfire cannot illuminate a large area. The sorceresses quietly listened to the only man present telling stories from their hometown. And Miss Catherine, who makes the soup, will deliver hot soup to everyone after preparing dinner.

The undead skeletal horse had no instinct of life and stood quietly by the tree, but the firelight caused the shadows of everyone to scatter in all directions on the snow. The slightly hot smoke rose from the soup bowl, slightly tipsy cheeks, while Shade, sitting on the stone, continued to tell the story of the princess sisters and ice and snow in this inaccessible swamp, in the blizzard.

The original background of this story was very similar to the current era, so he hardly had to make any adaptations. After he finished telling the story, he took a small sip of the already cold broth. The Duchess still leaned against him to absorb heat. Miss Aurora was the oldest-looking lady among the ladies present. She tilted her head and looked at Shade with a smile:

"It's a nice story. I think I'll remember tonight. No one will be able to tell me stories when I become a grown girl."

"This kind of bedtime story is really interesting...are the two sisters married?"

Miss Sylvia asked curiously, looking at Shade with the soup bowl, Shade asked suspiciously:

"They are sisters, and why did they get married?"

"Aren't you lovers?"

Miss Carina also asked suspiciously, wondering if she had heard the wrong story.

Although the journey is long, the way forward is dangerous, and the way back is non-existent, sitting around the campfire and listening to a heartwarming story on a snowstorm night still makes everyone feel that their mental state is much better.

They chatted happily, exchanging complaints about the poor terrain inside the Everglades. Miss Aurora once again mentioned the other witches in the council and let the three people in this operation decide on their own actions based on the situation.

The original plan was to rest here for forty-five minutes before setting off, but when Shade drank the second bowl of hot soup, Miss Carina smiled and said, "Shade, do you want to continue drinking soup?" Thick fog floated silently from the center of the swamp.

With her eyes closed, Miss Aurora first noticed the thick fog drifting from the central area of ​​the swamp. No one had ever seen such fog in a snowstorm.

Not only was the strong wind unable to disperse the mist, but even the rituals arranged by the sorceresses outside the camp had no ability to detect or counteract this mist.

While everyone stood up from the campfire, the inexplicable fog had already covered their camp, and then continued to drift into the distance.

The strong whispering element means that the generation of this strange mist must be related to the relic. The three witches whispered to each other and thought that it was very likely that this was an angel-level relic [The Persistent Mist Miasma]. This relic has no so-called identity and can only be summoned through summons.

Once it appears, the fog will spread irreversibly around the summoning location.

The miasma itself is not only poisonous, but can also suppress any extraordinary power regardless of whether it is friend or foe. It is easy to get lost in the fog miasma, and the appearance of fog will summon some strange things. Compared to the angel-level relics that have clear records, there is very little information on this relic.

"We can't rest anymore. Let's set off immediately."

Miss Aurora ordered, and after extinguishing the bonfire, she checked everyone's status one by one:

"There will be no rest time. We will go directly to the island in the middle of the swamp's central lake. The Pantanal Voodoo Society itself does not have many high-level warlocks, but this is their territory, and no one can let down their guard."

As the words fell, a loud whistle suddenly appeared in the sky obscured by white mist. Then, a huge black shadow flew over their heads, but because the warning ceremony was still in place, the black shadow did not notice them and continued to fly away into the distance.

"dragon?"

Miss Sylvia threw one end of her scarf behind her.

"Not sure what kind of dragon it is, don't worry."

The twelfth-level witch said, sprinkling some crystal powder on her wrist:

"It's six-thirty on Wednesday evening. Let's go. If there are no accidents, the time we arrive at the large lake in the middle of the swamp should be eleven-forty at midnight."

Of all the people present, only Shade was wearing the most bulky clothes. The ladies' clothes were not at all like those worn out on a snowy night in winter. Ladies in high circles naturally have ways to keep warm and keep out the cold. They don't need to affect their beauty in order to maintain body temperature.

The next trip was far more dangerous than the afternoon trip. Not long after setting off from the last resting place, the creature that appeared in the snowstorm and seemed to be a dragon followed everyone again.

Although Shade has the "Higgs Dragon Head Stone" in his hand, this relic is still a bit reluctant to deal with a healthy real dragon. Fortunately, the witches were powerful enough. Even though it was best not to fly too high in this area, they still worked together to repel the monsters above the fog layer.

Carina Cavendish, the great witch of "Balance", used the secret technique of "Law" to force the dragon down, causing it to fall into the dead forest. The great witch of "light" and the great witch of "space" cooperated with each other to let the magic of light bombard the unlucky dragon like a reflection in a mirror in a dead forest.

The light illuminated a small area of ​​the night sky, and there seemed to be others fighting further away. The dragon's defense was extremely strong. After understanding that these people were not easy to mess with, it withstood Miss Sylvia's dangerous "space cutting" in the fog, at the cost of one of its claws being swept away by the chaotic space. Ran away.

Until the end, everyone still didn't know what it was, and they could only confirm that it was definitely not a normal dragon.

"Running so fast."

Miss Aurora was not satisfied with the battle situation. She stood on a branch covered with frost and snow, watching the dragon disappear into the fog. Her dark red dress swayed back in the wind and snow. This figure was enough for Shade. Memories for many years.

"He's looking at me?"

The witch blowing the wind at the top of the tree asked in her heart.

"Yes."

"Another me" answered, and the witch's lips curved into a smile.

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ps: Do a small investigation that does not affect the direction of the plot. Who do you hope will be the chosen one for [Knowledge and Wisdom] if there is a major turn in the story? Note that the chosen one must be a ring magician, or at least have extraordinary power, and cannot be an ordinary person or ordinary creature.

a. Miss Pavo who is proficient in mathematics - numbers never lie

b. Miss Sylvia, the great witch of space - some things do require talent

c. The very smart cat Xiao Mia - the smartest individual in the cat population

d. Luvia, the purple-eyed fortune teller - I can’t see my own soul clearly.

e. Priest August - I don’t know anything

f. Wait for the author’s fancy chores that no one would have thought of.

g. Others (add your own name)

Note 1: Xiao Mia is the individual who most perfectly meets the requirements of the [Knowledge and Wisdom] candidate among the above options. Because no one else has ever been the smartest human being since the beginning of the world, but little Mia is indeed the smartest cat.

Note 2: A new character will not suddenly pop up and become the fourth chosen person.

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