Whispering Verse

"How come I don't know about this?"

Prince William's voice suddenly became low, and Earl Granger pursed his lips and said nothing. Shade knew the answer, because Prince William was busy with business with Oxenfurt some time ago and had no time to care about these things.

"Also, Margaret wants to take the money herself? I know that the business behind her back is definitely not a small amount."

The prince started pacing in front of the window again. Looking at his side face, Shade could tell how anxious he was at this time:

"This is not okay. If she really wants to pay, then I can't pretend that I don't know. All the cash in my hand is invested. But if I can't get out a single copper, what will my father think of me? "

As he spoke, the pacing prince looked at Earl Granger with sharp eyes. The Earl showed an expression of sudden realization and said softly:

"His Majesty's reply has not arrived yet. Maybe Your Majesty can resolve this matter from Willendale. After all, the kingdom's treasury is still very abundant. But if you really need to advance a sum of money in advance, why not do this, Your Highness? Let me lend it to you. I know you came to this place with only a few clothes, so you must have forgotten to bring your checkbook."

Prince William stopped again and turned his back to the window again, with admiration and sigh in his tone:

"Then trouble Earl, you are truly the most loyal person to the royal family."

Shade admired Earl Granger's self-restraint, because the Earl was still able to make a quite natural and reserved smile on his face that was embarrassed after being praised:

"You are so honored."

Shade thought this conversation would end like this, but unexpectedly Prince William said again:

"Count, since you still have some cash in your hand, have you ever considered investing? You know, keeping gold in your hands without spending it is no different from scrap copper and scrap metal. It just so happens that I have some in my hand now. It’s a very good project. Although I can’t say the specifics yet, but related to the gold mine that has been circulating in the city recently, we actually discovered a large precious metal mine offshore.”

Earl Granger blinked:

"Precious metal mines. In fact, the family business has not been very prosperous in recent years. As you know, the trade war launched by the Delarian people against us has caused heavy losses to small businessmen like me."

Prince William's tone contained some bewildering meaning:

"It doesn't take much. You only need to pay 10,000 kroner. The rate of return is definitely higher than you think. You don't need to give me a reply now. I will visit you in a few days and I can give you some information."

"Of course that would be great."

Although the Earl concealed it well, Shade still saw that he was relieved. 10,000 crowns is about 120,000 to 30,000 gold pounds. Although a rich and powerful noble like Earl Granger can probably afford this amount of money, no one will lose so much without feeling distressed.

Earl Granger was not interested in Prince William's business at all, probably not because he saw through the scam immediately, but simply because the conversation just now made him feel that the prince was not a reliable person.

Although the conversation in the room is still going on, it must have come to an end. After watching this "burlesque", Shade moved his body carefully, preparing to return to the indoor corridor to wait for the count, but just as he moved, his ears caught the sound of the ground.

Turning his head and looking down, he saw a strange man standing in front of the door of the manor house. He looked up at him in surprise. Shade was sure that the tall and thin man saw him directly instead of looking at the glass:

"Hey! People above, what are you doing?"

asked the man on the ground.

[Twelve rings. 】

A voice whispered in my ear.

Shade smiled, then transformed into a swarm of red butterflies and flew towards the top of the building:

"What bad luck."

The twelve-ring warlock who can appear here must be an official member of the church. If the other party catches up, this time it will be in trouble.

"Raglai's jump!"

After dropping the extract of weathervane bluegrass on the tip of his tongue, Shade jumped directly from the roof of the building, took a step forward in the air, and entered the room through the window of the corridor on the third floor.

But it was not safe to enter the room, so he quickly walked back to the first floor along the stairs. Worried that Margaret would be implicated, Shade did not go to the princess, but blended into the crowd.

He picked up a wine glass and then stood at the window where he was talking to Mr. Enriquez and looked out, relaxing his body and pretending to be very leisurely. Shade let out a sigh of relief, feeling quite annoyed at his carelessness. Although he could not have predicted that the twelve-ring warlock would appear just when he was eavesdropping, he should have thought about this possibility.

"It seems that my mentality is not right recently, so I still need to be extremely careful and cautious."

After waiting for a while, no one came to find him, so Shade relaxed a little. He took a sip from the glass he was holding and realized it was champagne. Putting the cup on the window sill, he was about to turn around and look around, but found that there were ripples on the liquid surface in the still cup.

"What?"

【earthquake. 】

A slight shaking sensation appeared, and then the crystal chandelier above made a terrifying sound. The originally bustling banquet hall was filled with silence for a moment, as if it had been sprinkled with a mute spell. Everyone looked up at the swaying and creaking crystal chandelier. After someone shouted "Get outside quickly", the guests quickly gathered towards the door of the mansion.

On the night of Friday, the 21st day of the Moon, a small earthquake with the center of Randall Valley City as its epicenter happened unexpectedly and quietly.

A sudden earthquake interrupted the rhythm of the banquet. Although the scale of this earthquake was far less than the one half a month ago when Shade realized that there was divinity in Randall Valley, the banquet was still interrupted and ended hastily.

Shade didn't stay here long, he said hello to Margaret and left. Her Royal Highness the Princess felt extremely sorry for having invited Sha De but not entertaining him well at all. When she watched him leave from the window, she felt quite guilty in her heart.

Instead of riding in a carriage, Shade walked down the street and back to the Fertile Land Hotel in the city center. He originally planned to talk to Luvia about the earthquake. After all, the earthquake this time appeared directly within the city limits, but he didn't expect that he had just walked into the bright and warm hotel when he saw Luvia and another person. The ladies sat together at the table by the wall. They talked softly while listening to the heroic stories of the bard playing the lyre, and Shade turned around and left directly from the door.

Because the person talking to Luvia was actually Miss Denister, the librarian of St. Byrons. Miss Danister asked Shade on Wednesday morning if she wanted to send a message to Luvia in Randall Valley, but she didn't expect that she actually came directly.

So with nothing to do, Shade came to the street alone again. While thinking about things, he came to the Church of the Forgotten on Cherry Leaf Street.

After entering the invisible church through a special method, I found that the church was also empty.

Shade did not choose to go home immediately. Instead, he stepped on the red carpet that had been laid out and came to the front row of seats in the front hall. He picked up the photo of the Watson family and put it aside, then sat down on Russell. Next to the stone statue of Mr. Si.

He moved his center back slightly, letting himself lean on the back of the stone chair, and then looked at the holy emblem that had been hung up together with the stone statue.

It took a long time before the sound of sighs could be heard in the empty church. The church was quite dark, with only the moonlight shining in through the holes in the roof.

Shade didn't move for a long time, thinking about his recent actions in the Randall Valley, thinking about the ancient family lineage, the evil spirits from the third era, and the epic of the chosen ones from the sixth era.

Suddenly inspiration flashed, he turned around and looked behind him, and then he saw Mr. Lassus' transparent soul, standing under the moonlight, lowering his head and praying respectfully to the holy symbol hanging on the wall.

Shade did not get up, but turned around and put his hands on the back of the chair:

"I thought the next time I saw you would be after I got rid of the demon."

The devout soul did not answer Shade, but opened his eyes only after the prayer was completed. The moonlight penetrated the transparent figure, but did not leave a shadow due to the characteristics of the spirit body.

Willon Lassus looked at the young man sitting next to his body:

"That was the original plan, but now we have to come early to see you."

"Is it related to tonight's earthquake?"

"Yes, the petrified plague in the city and this earthquake are both signs. The madness of the earth is accelerating to spread to more lands. Next Tuesday, there will be an area of ​​black mud emerging locally that connects to the roots of the earth. We need Your help."

Shade looked at him:

"If you need my help, you should at least give me a certain amount of trust. Even now, you still refuse to tell me the truth about you?"

Mr. Lacers was silent for a moment:

"We must be wary of that demon. Our secrets cannot be told to anyone until the demon leaves the area."

Shade sighed slightly:

"Do you really know about the Whispering Cantos and the Chosen One?"

"I've heard of it, but I don't know."

The soul answered calmly, so in the silent old church, Shade told him about the great prophecy of the Witch Emperors, the thirteen chosen ones, and what happened since last summer:

"The guardian is the fifth chosen one, the chosen one of the earth. However, the chosen one is an individual and cannot be a group, so I haven't fully understood your affairs yet but I have already made a guess."

"If we become the chosen ones, we can completely cleanse the earth of pollution. We are willing to do this and become your companions."

Mr. Lassers said that he acted very rationally, even a little abnormally rationally.

"It's not that simple. If rituals, cultists, demons, and the chosen ones appear so easily, then what kind of epic is it like in the Sixth Age?"