Whispering Verse

When talking about his family's past, the Earl also sighed slightly:

"I have only heard about this elder in their words and letters. He is not a rule-abiding noble in the traditional sense, but he is not particularly unruly either. He just likes to associate with some very special people. He was the second son of the family and would not inherit the title, but the family also prepared a farm and factory for him. My great-grandfather had a very good relationship with him. But one day in 1780, he left a letter to his family. After that, he ran away from home.”

Shade nodded:

"Took away these two medals?"

"Yes, he did not mention in the letter why he took away these two medals, but he made it clear that he wanted to find the freedom he wanted. According to the elders, my great-great-grandfather and my great-great-grandmother, who almost went crazy at the time. They sent people to various places to search for the whereabouts of my great-uncle. This search continued for more than ten years, until everyone gave up hope and finally stopped completely."

The count said, looking particularly melancholy:

"I have brothers and children of my own, so I can understand what it means to the family if something like this happens."

"Were no traces of Mr. Thomas Granger ever found?"

Shade asked again, and the earl shook his head:

"No, my elders suspected that he went on an expedition to the sea and encountered an accident."

The discovery of the New World happened more than fifty years ago, so people at that time would not doubt that Thomas Granger went to the New World.

"That's really a shame."

"Mr. Watson, when you found these two medals, did you find anything else? Such as letters."

The earl asked with some expectation:

"The elders have left their last words. If his bones can be found, they hope that he can be buried in the family cemetery."

This time it was Shade's turn to shake his head:

"When I saw these two medals, I knew there must be a story in them, so I went to the thrift store to look for other similar old items. Unfortunately, I didn't find anything else. As for the antique clock, it was from the thrift store. The owner received it from a poor pregnant woman on a rainy night more than 20 years ago, and the original owner must be missing now."

The Earl sighed again, and thought of more tragic stories from Shade's casually fabricated experiences:

"If that pregnant woman knew what was inside the clock, she would probably be able to live a happy life. These two medals are very valuable. I don't know if the child will be born smoothly."

He probably thought that he was also a descendant of the Granger family.

"If I can find more clues in the future, or even find the burial place of Mr. Thomas Granger, I will bring the news to you."

Shade promised, and then made a new request:

"I actually have another request. I wonder if Mr. Thomas Granger has left any relics? I would like to see them."

Mr. Granger disappeared more than seventy years ago, and would have been more than a hundred years old even if he was alive, so Shade's calling it a "relic" is not an exaggeration at all.

"Mr. Watson, do you want to read that letter? Of course, I will ask someone to pick it up, but after all, it was more than seventy years ago, and the ink has become very light. The last time I read it, it was more than ten years ago. forward."

As he spoke, he called the servant at the door, but thought about it carefully:

"My great-uncle seems to have left something behind. Oh, Mr. Watson, would you mind having lunch with me? I want to rummage through the warehouse. It will probably take some time."

In order to thank "Mr. Watson", the earl entertained him with a sumptuous lunch. During the dinner, the earl wanted to talk to Shade about the city of Willendale, but Shade, who had never been to Willendale at all, cleverly changed the topic. He claims that he spends most of every year traveling around the Old World, looking for new sources of inspiration for his stories. When talking about the scenery around the Old World, he can talk about the cities he has visited, which adds to the authenticity of the identity of "John Watson".

After lunch, Shade also saw the letter that Mr. Thomas Granger left after he "ran away from home." That letter was just like what the Earl said, even though it was carefully preserved, it had experienced the erosion of time. Unfortunately, there is nothing peculiar about this letter.

Another item that the Earl showed to Shade was a bit surprising, it was a copper-colored metal block. Although the cube is a bit rusty, the surface is not very rough to the touch. Presumably to prevent hurting people, the twelve sides and eight corners were rounded, and the surface area of ​​each surface was about the size of a palm.

"The handicraft seems to have been made by my great-uncle himself. When the elders found out that he ran away from home, it pressed the letter on the desk to prevent it from being blown to the ground by the wind."

The earl introduced, and after Shade received permission, he picked up the metal block and inspected:

"It's really interesting. The second son of a missing noble family actually knows the skills of a blacksmith. I think after polishing it, this should be a good table decoration."

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the count, and said rather embarrassedly:

"I have one more request, this."

The count understood what he meant and nodded:

"Then I'll give it to you, Mr. Watson. The medal returns to the family, and the past story comes to an unsatisfactory end. Please accept this valuable souvenir, although it is not valuable. I hope it can Add sparkle to your story.”

“Thank you for your generosity, this is a wonderful souvenir.”

Shade did not stay with the count for long. After receiving 10 crowns in cash, he quickly got up and left. The earl gave Shade his business card, sent the old butler to deliver Shade to the gate of the manor, and promised that if Shade encounters trouble locally, he can come here to find him at any time to solve the problem.

Shade passed by a four-wheel taxi on the downhill slope outside the gate of the manor. The old housekeeper saw the carriage approaching and waited at the door.

Coming down from the carriage was a young girl dressed as a maid. She took out a letter and handed it to the old housekeeper:

"Madam promised that she can meet with the count in the afternoon."

"Oh, that's great."

So the old butler quickly returned to the study with the letter and saw the earl who was wiping the medal:

"Countess Vanessa Benenice of the Golden Dawn Opera Company asked her servant to send a reply about the joint acquisition of the local opera house. The lady promised that we can talk about it in the afternoon."

The old butler put the letter on the desk. The count put down the medal and opened the letter and took a look:

"I didn't expect that she actually agreed. I heard rumors some time ago that she had a relationship with Her Royal Highness Margaret. I originally thought that she didn't like my business."

(Little Mia is running.)

After leaving the earl's manor, Shade found the "Elf Poetry Hotel" he saw on the way here - the name of this hotel is very good, and then rented the house on the third floor of the hotel and entered with the metal block. Room.

Unlike Tobesk, where land is at a premium, housing prices in the Randall Valley are relatively normal, and the hotel rooms are much larger than the Three Cats Hotel in Anthem Square that Shade is familiar with.

After entering the room, he closed the window and tightened the curtains, checked the closet and under the bed, and then sat at the table and picked up the metal block.

Although it is not very obvious, this metal block does have elemental reactions and should be regarded as an alchemy item. Shade's guess was correct. Since Mr. Thomas Granger left a letter asking the stranger to send the medal back, he would naturally leave something at home for the kind stranger.

"So, how do you use this thing?"

The heavy metal block seemed to be completely solid. Shade believed that the elders of the Earl's family must have checked this thing more than once, so the clues must not be something ordinary people can find.

"Could it be a spiritual light?"

He summoned his own life ring and let the light of the spiritual runes shine on the metal block, but unfortunately nothing happened. Shade frowned slightly and thought for a moment. Since the gentleman left this thing, he probably wouldn't deliberately embarrass the "kind-hearted ring warlock". Therefore, the way to solve the puzzle should not be difficult for the ring wizard, and it should be easy to think of.

"Could it be that there is a note in the center of the metal block, and you want to destroy it?"

Possessing [Breath of Time] can reverse time. Even alchemy items only consume more souls. So Xia De did not hesitate:

"Feliana's Witch's Light!"

His right hand lit up with a golden light, and Shade pressed his palm on the top of the metal block. With a slight exertion of his hand, the metal began to melt.

It went very smoothly at first, but when the height of the metal block was reduced by one-third, Shade felt that his hand could no longer go down.

The witch's light couldn't melt any material, so he wasn't surprised. After raising his hand, he saw the small silver metal block embedded inside the copper-colored metal block. This thing was not affected by [Feliana's Witch's Light]:

"A small piece of metal inside a big piece of metal"

After melting all six sides of the big metal, Shade not only took out the silver cube, he even got a small rolled up paper.

Because it was tightly sealed in metal, the words on the paper scroll were still clear even after so many years. The cursive letters on it are exactly the same as the letters in Mr. Thomas Granger's letter, and they can definitely be written by him himself.

As for the silver cube, the area of ​​its six faces is less than a quarter of the size of a palm, and it is extremely light compared to metal. The traces of elements that Shade detected from the large metal block actually came entirely from this small silver cube.

There is only one sentence written on the scroll:

"To those who come after you - thank you for returning the family medal. I hope you like my hometown. I left a gift for you in the silver cube. Enough stories to make you open it. This silver cube , which records the story of Randall Valley City, please tell it the story you want to know."