Whispering Verse

After returning to the city from outside Randall Valley, Shade returned directly to his home in Tobesk. Considering that we were going to spend the night in the wild tonight, we definitely couldn't take little Mia with us. So Shade hurriedly took the cat to find Dorothy, but Dorothy was not at home that afternoon.

So after asking around, Shade found the writer who had just finished her speech in the lecture hall of Tobesk Second Mechanical College.

She was invited to give a lecture on popular novel writing today, so she wore light makeup. Seeing Shade waiting for her at the door, the blonde girl happily invited Shade to have dinner with her tonight, but Shade refused:

"I'm spending the night in Randall Valley tonight, oh, don't get me wrong."

Shade saw the teasing look on the blonde girl's face:

"Not at Luvia's place. In fact, since Luvia left Tobesk, I have never been with her again. I want to spend the night in the wild, waiting for something to happen, so I ask you to take care of Mia tonight. .”

He handed his cat to Dorothy. Recently, Dorothy often helped Shade take care of it, so Mia did not refuse:

"Just pay attention to your own safety. Remember to come to me as soon as possible when you come back. I will probably worry all night again."

After saying that, he was very satisfied to see a guilty expression on Shade's face:

"Shad, this is just an exaggeration. Stay safe and remember to come back early."

After looking around to make sure there was no one in the corridor, she ruffled the hair beside her ears rather calmly, then stood on tiptoes and kissed the side of Shade's face. A faint blush appeared on the blonde girl's face. If it were Lesia's soul, she would never have such a shy expression:

"Also, don't neglect Luvia. Really, Lesia and I don't spend the night at your place every night. If you always go home every night, Luvia will misunderstand me."

After dealing with Mia's matter, Shade took the [Night Watcher] and returned to Randall Valley. When they met at the witch's manor, there were already three ninth-level sorceresses and five middle-level sorceresses gathered around the witch. It was obvious that she took this operation very seriously.

Miss Lassers was not part of tonight's operation. Before everyone set off, she told Shade and Miss Benanis to pay attention to their safety. And such a huge team was divided into three carriages and set off.

As for the [Night Watcher], because it was placed in the scabbard made by the old witch, it did not arouse Miss Benenice's suspicion. If it was not necessary, Shade would not use the power of this sword at will tonight.

When we arrived at Qingcao Farm, the sun had already set below the city, leaving only the last trace of afterglow that filled the city, making it golden. A group of ten people changed horses at Qingcao Farm and rode into the forest, and the little white beast followed them as expected.

Miss Benenice and Shade wanted to stop it, but even baby unicorns were not that easy to deal with. On the other hand, the other ladies in the team were particularly happy about the appearance of this little beast, which greatly improved the team's morale.

When we arrived at the camp under the cliff we discovered in the afternoon, the sun had completely set. The dark mountain forest of Xi Ti is a bit scary, but because there are companions around, the feeling of terror is not very serious.

Without Miss Bernice and Shade taking action, the Witch's followers began to build camps and bonfires, and arranged defense, warning and reconnaissance methods nearby.

Shade and the Witch sat together by the campfire waiting for dinner. The pure white beast lay beside Shade, with the [Night Watcher] lying in front of him. The light of the bonfire illuminated the face of Shade, who was wearing a cold-proof cloak. Miss Benanis held the tea cup and curiously said to Shade who was sitting next to him:

"It's really interesting. The unicorn really likes you. The unicorn obviously prefers pure girls and ignorant children, and you don't fit either of those categories."

"I am not sure as well."

Shade touched the little beast's forehead, and the latter squinted his eyes and enjoyed the touch. I have to admit, the touch of its fur is almost as good as that of little Mia.

"In fact, a lot of things happened to me that I still can't figure out."

Shade looked at the young girl with brown hair, busy roasting meat by the campfire. The girls in the troupe are very good at cooking, much better than the outsiders:

"When I have time, I can tell you my story, many stories."

The witch smiled:

"I haven't forgotten that I lost the horse racing in the morning. We will probably have to wait until very late tonight. We happen to have time. What story do you want to hear from me?"

Shade thought for a while:

"I heard from Miss Carina and Miss Aurora that you only met Miss Lassus when the original Golden Dawn was about to collapse. I don't understand why she became a member of the Order of the Old Gods when she was so young. Where is the leader? Because her father is missing? I heard you say that on Sunday."

Even in the era when the old gods left, the leaders of the cult were generally older people.

"Things are complicated, partly because Siris was the strongest in the cult at that time."

Miss Benenice looked at the bonfire and recalled the past:

"Now she is the seventh ring. When I met her, she was already the fifth ring at the age of fifteen. Even in the three major thaumaturgy academies, reaching the fifth ring at this age is enough to be called a genius, and even more so What's more, the Order of the Old Gods is going to be dilapidated. You know how difficult it is for a ring warlock to be promoted without systematic training. When I met her, there were only five ring warlocks in the entire order, and Siris was the only one among them. Central Warlock.”

This is much better than having only one old lady left in the [Earth-shaking Worm] cult.

Recalling the past events, Miss Benanis's lips curled into a smile:

"By the way, Sirius awakened her talent at the age of seven, which is quite rare. But precisely because she was only seven years old when she awakened, she was able to achieve her later achievements."

Shade nodded. Miss Lassus' awakening of talent at the age of seven is as rare as Priest August's awakening of talent when he is old. The former is even rarer.

"That's one reason, but what about the other thing?"

Shade asked again, taking the teacup handed by the sorceress on the side and thanking him quietly. The latter looked curiously at the unicorn lying next to Shade, but did not have the courage to touch it for the time being.

"On the other hand, what you said is that the previous generation leader of the sect, Siris's father, Mr. Willon Lassus of the Sixth Ring, disappeared inexplicably. Siris's father is said to be very strong, and she can The ability to quickly recover from injuries while standing with your feet on the ground was taught by Mr. Lassers."

The witch shook her head slightly:

"There are many possibilities for the inexplicable disappearance of the Ring Warlock, but for Siris at that time, it meant a change in the trajectory of life. I had just taken over the position of teacher and was traveling in the Old Continent, thinking about my future path. Come. When I arrived in the local area, I happened to meet Siris who was entangled with a troublesome relic. At that time, she was not only the leader of the cult, but also the sole legal successor of the Golden Dawn Opera Company that was about to go bankrupt. After many, many stories, we have now. of the Golden Dawn.”

That's a pretty interesting story, and quite a long one. It started before dinner and didn't come to an end until around ten o'clock in the evening. The relic that Miss Lassus encountered back then was a keeper-level relic [The Curse of the Black Gate]. The only characteristic of this relic is that every door opened by the cursed person is a "cursed black door" leading to an unknown subspace.

Theoretically speaking, as long as you don't open the door and let others open the door, the curse will not affect the cursed person, so the rating is only "Secret Keeper level". But the problem is that the [Black Door Curse] at that time was on the verge of getting out of control for some reasons, making every door that Miss Lacers passed through potentially turned into a "Black Door."

It took Miss Benanis half a month to determine the source of the [Black Gate Curse], which was the location of the real Black Gate. In the end, he managed to introduce the "Black Gate" into the Parliament, and used the power of the Parliament to completely suppress it and contain it - this is one of the basic functions of the Parliament. After the incident was resolved, she was invited by Miss Lassers to stay, and eventually formed a new Golden Dawn together.

The story was quite interesting to Shade, only slightly less interesting than Dorothy and Lesia's diary. He carefully avoided the private details and asked more about the "cursed" relics, and Miss Benanis was happy to answer the questions for Shade.

The night was getting darker, but none of the ladies around had any intention of resting. The campfire crackled, surrounded by whispers and murmurs.

While chatting with the witch, Shade accidentally looked up at the night sky over the sparse forest tops, and saw the sea of ​​stars hanging upside down above his head, and the three-wheeled moon hanging above the vast sea of ​​stars. Although air pollution is very serious in this era, the wilderness far away from the city is different after all.

In a daze, I thought of how many times I had sat by the campfire with different girls in the dark, whispering. However, except for Iluna, those girls, those memories, and the past are all from the last era after all.

"Why did you show this expression while talking? If Carina knew about it, she would think I was bullying you."

The blond witch smiled and joked. Shade shook his head. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly heard the cry of the little beast next to him:

"Ang~"

It immediately stood up and raised its head alertly to look deep into the forest to the southwest. At the same time, the sound of a strong wind blowing through the forest also sounded in its ears. This was the outermost alert being triggered:

"Miss, someone is here. A living person."

Everyone stood up in the camp, the thaumaturgic light that disguised their appearance and voice lit up, and the ladies responsible for the outside lookout also appeared in the trees.