Whispering Verse

"It's really interesting, it's a spell with a prefix."

The names of spells and thaumaturgy given by the "other self" are not made up at random, but are drawn from the aspect of the essence of the spirit that represents the "information", that is, someone once named such spells and thaumaturgy. . This is the information network woven by the witches who pioneered the "circle magician" system in the Fifth Age, ensuring that the naming of thaumaturgy and incantation is unified.

Therefore, it is not a coincidence that thaumaturgy with the same principle, no matter how it is obtained, has the same name.

This also means that thaumaturgy and incantation have a very strict naming method, and having a prefix means that "Power of the Earth" is a complete thaumaturgy or incantation, while "Power of the Earth·Healing Spiritual Energy" is just a summer spell. The druid gains a fraction of the full spellcasting power.

"It can only soothe the earth. Although it has little effect, it is a power that costs nothing."

Thinking in his mind, Shade completely broke away from the "Emerald Dream", woke up in his bed, and then realized that something was really playing with his face. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the orange cat standing in front of him in the dark room, his tail bent and hanging on the bed, with a worried look in his amber eyes.

The thing that was playing with Shade's face just now was probably the cat's claws.

[When you encounter black mud in a dream, its facial expression becomes a bit ferocious in reality. After it is awakened, it wants to wake you up. 】

"She" whispered softly.

It was still dark at the moment, and the faint moonlight could still be seen through the gaps in the curtains.

"Mia, you are so well-behaved. Don't worry about me, I'm fine."

He smiled and touched little Mia's head. The cat made a very soft "meow~" sound, and then lay down next to the pillow again, but its two big amber eyes were still looking at Shade secretly. It's like I'm afraid that he will "get sick" again.

"Who could that man be just now?"

Shade thought in his mind, stood up slightly, and picked up the silver cube from Mr. Granger on the bedside table.

"The city of Randall Valley has a crazy land that can breed black mud."

After waiting for a moment, Silver Cube showed no response. But this does not mean that this is not a story that belongs to the city of Randall Valley. If Shade's last guess was correct, he must have personally come into contact with the story or legend before Silver Cube could react. And what just happened in a dream was not something he actually encountered in the Randall Valley.

"There is a high probability that this is also a story. It seems that I have to go to Randall Valley to look for it at 2:23. Go back to sleep."

He put down the metal block in his hand and shrank back into the quilt. The night of the newborn moon was still very cold, and there was an inexplicable feeling of happiness when he entered the quilt. Shadra pulled down the quilt and went back to sleep, and for the rest of the night, he once again had a rather strange dream.

In the dream, Shade was flying in the air on a huge tiger-like little Mia, with thirteen different rings on the cat's tail. Those rings are not in contact with the cat's tail, but are hollowed out by the tail, and keep moving together with the tail.

As Mia flew towards the dazzling sun, Shade felt it was too hot and could only jump off the cat's back. After falling on the soft big bed, two Luvias, one on the left and one on the right, one current and one slightly mature, approached Shade while crying.

"Oh, why are you crying?"

Shade in the dream hurriedly comforted them, but then, while saying "I'm sorry", the girls stabbed Shade in the heart and stomach with gorgeous daggers.

"oh!"

Shade sat up from the bed in horror, covering his chest with one hand and pressing his stomach with the other. He gasped for air and felt his forehead was soaked. Then he looked at the gap in the curtains. The early morning sun shone in. It was already dawn.

This dream was so strange that by the time it was time to have breakfast, Shade had not yet recovered from the nightmare. He nearly smeared the fried eggs, much to the displeasure of the cat.

Shade attributed this dream to the fact that he had been under too much pressure recently, but thinking about it carefully, he had just rested for half a month, so he should not be under any pressure.

"You don't look pretty."

The writer lady who agreed to help take care of the cat today said the same thing after arriving at Saint Teresa Square in the early morning. Shade hesitated for a long time, and finally did not talk about the second half of his dream, but he did mention that he was riding a giant Mia and flying towards the sun. Dorothy admired Shade's imagination and jokingly thought that maybe Shade's dream could become a reality in the future:

"A knight riding a cat, this is really interesting."

(Iluna is praying.)

Although the city size and political status of Randall Valley City are not comparable to those of cities like Tobesk, it is indeed quite important in the southwest of Kasenlik. Shade didn't know how many active ring warlocks there were in this city, but at least the black market here was impressive enough. It was located in the bustling "Rosemary Spice Market" in the southwest of the city, where there was a maze-like lively street market. .

Stepping inside, the pungent aroma of spices, perfumes, powders and seasonings hit your face. The noisy environment brings together merchants from all over the Old World. There are brokers everywhere to help shops sell their goods. Big cargo owners also A team of professional bodyguards will be hired to protect their shops.

The shops with fronts, the merchants under the sheds on the walls, and the vendors pushing carts together form the largest spice distribution center on the west coast of the Old World.

The reason why the largest spice distribution center in the Old World is here is, firstly, because the Randall River Valley itself is an excellent waterport city facing the New World, and partly because the climate here is extremely suitable for storing perishable goods such as spices.

In contrast, although Coldwater Port is the largest port city on the west coast, it is a pity that the climate there is too humid and not suitable for the storage of spices.

In short, when Shade set foot here this morning, his first impression of the place was that it smelled extremely disgusting. The unimaginable amount of spices mixed together almost made Shade, who had just eaten breakfast, almost vomit. He was used to the smell of high-end perfume that was almost similar to magic potion on the girls around him, so he was extremely uncomfortable with the ordinary spice mixture smell in the steam era.

The location of the black market provided to Luvia by the ring magicians of the Prophet Association was the "Randall Spice Club" in this noisy market. It is said to be a club, but in fact it also functions as a chamber of commerce that provides merchants with trading locations and information.

It is now morning, and there are quite a few businessmen discussing business in the club. After Shade walked to the front desk, he said the code word provided by Luvia:

"I am a businessman from the New World, looking for a special spice for my uncle."

Behind the foyer counter, a middle-aged man wearing a brown wool vest nodded:

"Which particular spice? Please describe its specific characteristics."

"The fragrance is long-lasting and lasts for at least half an hour. It promotes blood flow and allows blood to flow to all ends of the limbs. It is harmless to the body and has a very light smell. It will not affect the quality of sleep if burned at night."

As he spoke, Shade drew runes representing "perfume" on the counter with his fingers. The middle-aged man nodded clearly and handed Shade a wooden sign:

"Please go to the first floor, at the end of the corridor on the left."

At the end of the corridor is a hall large enough to hold banquets, but this is not the destination. It is the club's trading place, and the prices of spices from nearby shops are also listed.

After Shade showed his wooden sign to the waiter at the door, the waiter led him into the backyard of the club through the small door on the right. After passing through the gate, he crossed the alley closed at both ends and entered the back yard of the club. Building, that's where the real black market is.

The building behind the club is similar to a pub, except that the entrance is inside the club. There were not many people here on Thursday morning, most of them wearing masks, and a few like Shade with their faces exposed.

Shade has been to the black market in more than one city, so he naturally knows the rules. He first walked to the counter, chatted with the bartender for a few words, and then handed over the "ticket fee" for this visit to the black market.

"I want to acquire [three purple echograss plants that are over thirty years old and have intact roots], and then there are currency relics. Yes, any grade is acceptable. Finally, hang here a long-term acquisition of such relics. commission.”

The tall and thin bartender, with a white towel hanging on his shoulders, nodded expressionlessly:

"The local area is not the largest origin of echo grass, but I can help you contact local sellers who may have the goods. As long as you are willing to pay, three plants should be fine."

As he said that, he helped Xia De handle the long-term commission, and Xia De also paid a large deposit for this. Afterwards, the bartender took out the list of relics for sale.

Every time you visit the black market in a new city, the probability of buying coin-like relics is also the highest. Before the Battle of Pantanal, all special coins except [Soothsayer's Silver Coin] had been consumed, and Shade was in urgent need of such relics now. His luck was obviously good today. After some inquiries, the bartender provided him with information on two coin relics that could be sold immediately.

The two coins belong to the same relic, which is a clerical relic [The Eye Coin of the One with Multiple Eyes].

This is probably the strangest special coin that Shade has come into contact with so far. The coin itself was about the same size as an ordinary one-shilling coin, but its thickness was astonishing, almost as thick as two one-shilling coins stacked on top of each other.

The material itself is an unknown dirty white metal. The front side that Shade thought was a closed eye, with the ancient rune number "1" written on the eyelids; the reverse side that Shade thought was engraved with an eyeball, surrounded by a cluster of thorns, and the pupil in the eyeball could actually Move as if those eyes are alive.

There are ancient runes on the side of the coin. I rubbed my fingertips and identified the meaning of the runes:

【Your eyes are also my eyes. 】

PS: Asking for votes at the beginning of the month, it is still the period of double monthly tickets.