Whispering Verse

Nothing happened on the way to the Church of the Forgotten. Apart from encountering the police twice and a carriage transporting people infected with the petrified plague, only Shade and Siris' chatting filled the empty time.

The old church, even though it has undergone preliminary restoration in the past two months, still maintains a relatively dilapidated appearance. Today, Xia De can no longer count how many times he has walked through here, going back and forth between his house and this southern city.

After entering the main hall of the church, Hillis took a step ahead of Chard. When the two of them walked through the carpeted walkway between the benches and passed the skylight shining into the room from the dilapidated roof, the blonde stopped at her father's body. beside.

Shade knew that her thoughts were complicated at this time and she must be thinking about a lot of things, so she didn't say anything and just waited quietly.

And Sirius didn't remain silent for too long. She suddenly said:

"After this matter is over, we will remove this stone statue."

"Of course that's fine, but where do you want to move it to? How about the Randall Valley Public Cemetery?"

Shade suggested, and Sirius nodded:

"The opera company has its own cemetery, and most of my elders are buried there. When the time comes, just arrange a simple funeral."

She pursed her lips and looked at the sitting stone statue:

"After death, no matter what, we must return to the earth. The earth will eventually be with you and me."

After finishing speaking, he and Shade entered the second half of the church from the rear corridor, which was the path Shade usually took.

When Shade first came here in January, the damage to the church was quite serious, and almost the entire area around the basement collapsed, forcing Shade to use the witch's light to force his way out.

The recent renovations have not been able to completely solve the collapsed ceilings and collapsed walls, but at least the girls of the Golden Dawn have opened a path straight to the basement for Shade.

As for the target of the two this time, it was not the basement with hidden walls where Mr. Lassers left his last traces, but the areas that had not yet been cleared out.

"I found out my father's last whereabouts."

The illuminated light ball floated as the two walked, and Sirius's voice sounded very calm:

"That happened last weekend. The big witches have arrived, and Vanessa is busy with the final battle. I was alone and visited the Flower Inn where my father once lived in the city. The elderly innkeeper, like As if he knew I was coming, he gave me the things my father left behind."

"Specially reserved for you? At that time, Mr. Lassers thought that you would become the next guardian?"

Shade asked softly, but Sirius did not answer the question:

"Father left behind all the research information about this church. He finally confirmed the location of the church based on the relics of an ancestor of the sect that he purchased from Cassandra Auction House. And that ancestor of the sect, Guide father to the confessional in the church, our destination this time is there."

That is to say, after Mr. Lacers arrived here more than ten years ago, he first went to the confessional, then found the basement, and after finding that he could not enter, he left those messages on the wall.

"So where is the confessional?"

"Among the documents left by my father, there is a floor plan of the church. The confessional is in the collapsed area that has not been cleared out. I originally wanted to come with Vanessa, but it is not important now, and she also has her own things to talk about.”

Although Sirius didn't sigh when he spoke, Shade felt something was wrong no matter how he heard it:

"You probably didn't ask her, right?"

"Indeed not."

"I don't believe she would not come with you if you told her. You have known Miss Benenice for so many years, and you should know her better than I do."

Sirius pursed his lips:

"You know her better now."

This sentence seems to be understood in different ways.

In short, according to the architectural drawings in Siris' hands, although the location of the confessional is not at the core of the collapsed area, it is not easy to forcibly open a road.

But fortunately, Siris herself is the seventh ring. Even without Shade following her, she can open the way without damaging the main structure of the building.

So after a lot of effort, a new branch path was opened in the corridor at the back of the church, leading directly to the confessional.

The confessional of the Church of the Forgotten is the same as that of most other churches. The room is circular in shape, and there are seven stone confessional cabinets placed against the wall. It is a small cabinet of less than three square meters with a curtain on the door. The inner wall full of holes divides the interior of the confession cabinet into two parts. The penitent kneels on one side and confesses to the priest sitting on the other side of the cabinet. They can only hear the voices of each other but cannot see anyone.

Although the corridor collapsed, the confessional was relatively well preserved. Only one of the seven confessional cabinets was smashed, and the other six had no other problems except being covered with dust.

As for other decorations and furnishings in the confessional, including the chandelier that fell on the ground, they have long since decayed over time, and there is no need to look at them anymore.

"The secret should be in the six confessional cabinets."

Siris said, but both she and Shade could sense obvious traces of elements in those ancient prayer places.

In other words, the secret is not something you can see when you open the door.

"Let's go and see it together."

Shade chose the one closest to the door. Due to confidentiality requirements, the exit on the priest's side of the confessional cabinet was in another room, so he could only open the door through which the penitent entered.

With a gentle pull, the slightly deformed metal door embedded in the stone was opened, and inside was a clean and tidy space, even with an intact long wooden chair.

Shade was about to speak when he heard a vague male voice coming from the other side of the hole in the inner wall:

"What do you want to confess to? Come in, close the door and confess to me."

Shade raised his eyebrows. He was sure that there was absolutely no one on the other side of the inner wall. Just as he was about to speak, Sirius took his hand:

"This is the path I want to find. I'll do it."

"OK."

So Shade gave up his seat, and Sirius walked in and sat down. Shade wanted to close the door for her outside, but the young girl pulled Shade in, and then the door was closed.

Of course, when the confession cabinet is used for normal purposes, it can usually only be used by one person, so it is still a bit crowded for two people to squeeze in. But since he agreed to accompany Sirius on her father's final journey, Shade wouldn't complain.

"Father, I am guilty."

The young girl whispered in the darkness, her head lowered, but her voice was calm;

"I knew my father had greater things to accomplish, but I still resented him for abandoning me."

In the darkness on the other side of the inner wall, a vague man's voice continued to come:

"It's normal to long for the love of your parents. It's understandable that your father abandoned his family for the world. No one is at fault in this matter. It's a joke of fate."

"Destiny?"

Sirius was silent for a moment:

"I see."

There was no sound coming from the other side. Instead, something was stuffed in the gap less than a finger wide that connected the two spaces at the bottom of the inner wall.

Shade bent down and lit up the moonlight on his fingertips to look at it, and found that it was a fragment of a mirror. Judging from the size, it was about one-third of the mirror.

"On to the next one."

The blonde girl said, but before Shade tried to push the door to leave the small space, she asked Shade again:

"I hate my father. Is this really something that can be forgiven?"

"He did abandon you and threw all the responsibilities to you. Moreover, it was not hatred on your part, but resentment. Otherwise, you would not insist on following Mr. Lassers' footsteps, just to make him tell the story of what happened. The purpose of this.”

Although the confession cabinet was dark, because the distance was too close, Shade's dark vision was able to help him, and he saw a slight smile on Sirius's face:

"Then let's continue."

From the appearance, there was no difference between the six confession cabinets, so Shade simply opened the next one in clockwise order.

Because the first one was not dangerous, Shade, who was originally cautious, also relaxed his vigilance. Unexpectedly, as soon as the door of the second confession cabinet was opened, transparent silk threads like spider webs were sprayed out from the darkness.

Even if Shade dodged to the side at the last moment, the left half of his body was still covered by those threads. For a moment, it was as if a stone had been forced into his brain. But fortunately, he had the experience of having a "brick" forced into his head when he first came to this world, so he could endure the dizziness and severe headache. Come down.

But even so, he still couldn't help but say lines that didn't belong to him:

"I hate him, I hate him!"

"Memory thread!"

Sirius exclaimed, grabbing Shade's right hand and leading him back quickly. Then he used thaumaturgy to summon a transparent knife, and quickly removed most of the transparent silk threads that had dissolved on Sha De's body, just like doing surgery.

"I'm fine, be careful, something is coming out!"

Shade warned. He was supported by Sirius, but his right hand still pointed in the direction of the door that was opened just now.

Under the light of the silver moon, Siris Lassus, with a hateful expression, walked out of the second door that was opened.

She didn't look at Shade at all, but looked directly at Sirius:

"I hate him! I hate him!"

With that said, he pounced directly on Sirius. Shade drew out the moonlight sword with his right hand and stabbed it into the ground:

"Seal of Heaton!"

The golden shield with flowing light exploded around, blocking the "hating" Sirius outside. Although there was black smoke on her body and an extreme expression on her face, her actual combat effectiveness was far less than that of the real seven-ring warlock Siris.