Whispering Verse

Miss Benenice had no intention of covering up the group's traces, and even deliberately wanted to let possible intruders know that there was someone here, so she did not panic at all.

The intruders who had touched the outer perimeter also realized the confidence of the people camping here. They also did not continue to hide themselves, but walked generously from the forest to the edge of the camp.

Shade was looking forward to seeing the professor of the "Truth Society" in a crisp suit and glasses among these people. After all, he still had many questions to ask Miss Pavo who retreated at the end of the Pantanal War. . But unfortunately, none of the five people who appeared at this time looked like members of the Truth Society.

Among the five people, four were men and one was a woman, and the youngest looked to be in his thirties. They all wore black cloaks to protect themselves from the cold, and the leader was an old gentleman in his fifties with half-white hair.

He looked at everyone in the camp, and then looked at Shade and Miss Bernice by the campfire. When he saw the unicorn, he also showed an unusually surprised expression, which soon turned into vigilance and solemnity. Obviously, he recognized Shade next to the unicorn as the leader of the group.

"One high ring, two middle rings, and two low rings. I really didn't expect that after what happened in Tobesk last fall, the [Blood Spirit School] would still dare to send people to the old continent."

Before the other party spoke, Shade spoke first.

He touched the unicorn standing next to him. The light of the jumping bonfire made his shadow draw strange shapes on the snow.

The glimmer of light from the pure white beast also illuminated half of his body, but this made Shade's figure even more weird at this time. Miss Benanis also understood that Shade wanted to confuse the enemy, so she stood behind him with her head lowered, looking submissive.

"Hello from Mr. Hermons, didn't know you were."

The gray-haired old gentleman said cautiously, using the name "The Weeper of Blood".

"Hermons? How is his injury? He was injured by the 'Sunshine Sword' Hog Rendell and still escaped. His escape ability is not inferior at all to what it was back then."

Shade said mockingly, staring at them:

"The cemetery of Saint-Péri belongs to us."

"But."

The old gentleman still wanted to refute, so Shade used local slang and cursed a curse word that he had never said before:

"For outsiders who don't know the rules, do they really think there are no ring warlocks in the Randall Valley?"

This is to make it clear that their group is a local ring warlock organization in Randall Valley City.

The outsiders in the group of five trembled at the corners of their mouths, but they also saw that the group of people had already set up camp, and they were obviously confident in dealing with them. The ring warlock's perception determines that he will basically not misunderstand the opponent's approximate strength. Although there has not yet been a head-on confrontation, the old gentleman in the leader already had the intention to retreat, but the man behind him said:

"No, if we give this place to them, what will happen to our cooperation terms?"

The man who spoke actually had a Randall Valley accent. The [Blood Spirit School] probably found a local helper.

"The terms of cooperation can be drafted again, but the promised things will not change."

The old man whispered, looking at Shade with some fear. Shade saw that he already wanted to leave, but lacked a "step", so he said to the witch beside him:

"Hathaway, teach them a lesson, and I will reward you later."

He deliberately said the second half of the sentence in a disgusting tone. With his personality, he would never say such a sentence.

Miss Benanis bowed her head cooperatively:

"Yes."

As she spoke, she took a step forward without showing her life ring. She just sang in a low female voice:

"do~"

Even though Shade was not the target of the spell, he still felt that his body became extremely heavy at this moment. The two low-level warlocks in the group of five people facing Miss Benanis fell to the ground at once, lying on the ground as if they were stuck.

The middle-level warlock groaned and bent slightly, as if resisting the force. Although the old gentleman in the high-level didn't make much movement, it was obvious that the change in his expression could be seen.

【Use singing to control the gravity of the earth. 】

"She" softly reminded the truth about the thaumaturgy used by Witch Shade, and this blow finally made the group of [Blood Spirit School] realize the reality clearly. After all, in their view, the man with the unicorn standing next to him She should be stronger than the woman singing now.

"Sorry to bother you, we're leaving now!"

The two middle-level warlocks struggled to pull up their companion who fell to the ground. The old gentleman in the upper level slowly backed away, but Shade stopped him:

"Leave your information about this place!"

This request further confirmed the old gentleman’s confidence, but this time he did not agree:

"Sir, sometimes it's not good to be too greedy."

While speaking, all five people in the group stopped moving. As the skin surface peeled off, the five people actually turned into stone statues as tall as a person, and their strength did not decline too much because of this.

The stone men immediately charged into the camp, but were quickly stopped by the witch's followers.

Miss Benanis did not intervene and let her followers handle it. She turned to Shade and said:

"It ran away, like some kind of evil god's magic. I've never seen it before. Does the Blood Spirit School still have this kind of power?"

"I don't know if it's a relic or some unknown thaumaturgy, or maybe it's not the power of the Blood Spirit School."

The five stone figures were easily broken into pieces and turned into ordinary stones. Neither Shade nor Miss Bernice thought of going deep into the forest to chase the group of people, but they still patrolled the surroundings a few times to make sure that they had really retreated and were not hiding nearby to attack again.

"In this way, it is almost certain that 'St. Perry's Cemetery' is nearby."

When the two sat back by the bonfire again, Shade said to Miss Benanis, and the witch nodded:

"Just wait with peace of mind. People from the [Blood Spirit School] are coming at this time, which also means that the time is night."

For a middle-level warlock like Shade, staying up all night will not have much impact on the body and mind, but he rarely stays up late in this world. Sitting by the campfire, under the starry sky, I continued to chat with the blonde witch beside me about the surrounding stories and the legends of the city and the river valley. The time came to midnight unknowingly, but still nothing happened.

When midnight passed, Shade missed little Mia who spent the night at Dorothy's place. It happened that Miss Benenice inquired about the story of Shade and the cute cat, so Shade smiled and talked about "Uncle." "Palro Hamilton" left four commissions before his death: "finding the lost cat, investigating the lover, finding a doctor to treat eye diseases, and finding Miss Black who ran away from home."

Because there are some secrets involved, Shade can't fully describe the whole story, but these stories are still very long. And when it was one o'clock in the morning, when Shade was talking about the latest communication between himself and Miss Gothe, Miss Benenice suddenly raised her hand to stop him, and then looked around in confusion:

"Why is it foggy?"

At some point, thick white mist had enveloped the camp, which was lit by fire. Shade and the Witch were focused on telling stories just now, but all the other ladies in the camp suddenly fell asleep. The white little beast was also asleep at this time, but it fell asleep naturally. At this moment, when Shade touched it, it woke up sleepily and looked at the white mist around it blankly.

The thick fog completely blocked the view. Sitting by the campfire, I couldn't even see the night five meters outside the camp. The witch stood up with a serious face, realizing the seriousness of the problem she faced at this time.

Several black shadows patrolled in the thick fog, and then souls with green phosphorus fire floating around them rushed into the camp, completely ignoring the surrounding defense measures. The witch stretched out her hand to fight back, but was caught by Shadra:

"I'm familiar with this kind of thing. This is a test. I'll do it."

Because he had prepared the casting materials in advance, he took one step and appeared directly behind the soul. Reach out and touch the spirit body, and the thaumaturgic effect will take effect:

"Guide to death."

Scenes appeared in front of him. The soul in front of him was an adventurer who died accidentally in the wild and lived about a hundred years ago. After death, the soul could not leave because of resentment, but it did not turn into an evil spirit because of the comfort of some strange power. The memory of the soul seemed to be obscured by some kind of power, preventing Shade from seeing everything, but Shade could also guess that it was the power of St. Perry's Cemetery that helped him:

"You can leave now."

Shade let go of his hand and saw that the few resentments in his soul had disappeared. So he casually drew a dark crack. While the witch retreated in horror, the adventurer's soul bowed slightly to Shade, and then stepped into the beach behind the crack that was illuminated by the dark moon.

"Is that... a real death?"

Miss Benanith is more knowledgeable than Miss Lassus, but Shade did not answer her question immediately. Instead, he motioned for the witch to sit down:

"Something's coming again, it doesn't look like an enemy."

Shade returned to the blonde witch and looked at the entrance to the right side of the camp. A vague figure kept approaching from the thick fog. When the figure reached the edge of the camp, they saw that it was an old woman wearing a nun's robe.

"A spirit body again?"

[No, not a spirit body. The remnants of some kind of high-level thaumaturgy combined with magical rituals. It's hard to tell exactly what it is. Maybe it's just a memory. She should be the one you are waiting for. 】

The old woman was wearing a brown nun's robe and a cold-proof cloak with a hood. That face looked very familiar to Shade. Under the watchful eyes of Shade and Miss Bernanice, the old nun passed the defense ceremony outside the camp and walked to the bonfire:

"Originally I just wanted to try it out to see what you guys would do, but I didn't expect that I actually let him leave directly. This is so good and such a warm flame."