Whispering Verse

Shade nodded:

"At the ball in that castle, Cinderella came in a carriage and won everyone's attention as soon as she appeared on the stage wearing glass slippers. Her brown eyes were as deep as the night sky, and her golden hair was like the silver As soft as the moonlight, the dark blue evening dress reminds people of the silent night at this moment. The skirt is decorated with stars, just like the stars tonight. Cinderella welcomed the prince and danced with him until late at night."

Shade took a deep breath. Foreigners had heard these fairy tales many times in their hometown. But if he really lets him speak out on the premise that he meets the requirements, he will have new feelings:

"Midnight was approaching, and the prince tried his best to keep Cinderella to stay and continue dancing, but Cinderella remembered the agreement with the old woman and left in a hurry. So, the prince continued to hold a grand ball the next day, where his stepmother and sisters After leaving, the old woman with the wand in her hand came again in the dark night - 'I will continue to help you, just like I promised last night'."

Fiona continued to listen to the story, not forgetting to draw the fourth act in her hand. The fourth act is relatively simple. In the castle at night, a grand ball is being held, and Cinderella wearing a glass slipper is dancing with the prince.

In the empty temple, Shade didn't know whether the people who were made into specimens by the gods could hear his own voice. He just hopes that all stories are as beautiful as this one:

"When the ball reached the third night, Cinderella, who was secretly in love with the prince, lost track of time during the music of the ball. So when the twelve bells rang at midnight, she hurriedly rushed to the castle with her skirt in hand. "Oh, my princess, why are you leaving me again?" - the prince said, and ran after her. But Cinderella ran so anxiously that she left her left behind on the steps. The prince took the glass slipper and couldn't find Cinderella, so he vowed to let all the girls in the country wear these shoes, and he must find the girl to dance with him and marry her."

Fiona quickly drew the fifth scene. On the winding staircase, the prince in a red tuxedo held a glass slipper. In the dark night below him, a small figure held up his skirt and ran wildly on the hillside.

The Red Dragon Witch's painting talent is truly top-notch.

"So I searched and searched and searched. Girls all over the country heard that the prince wanted to find his future wife with a shoe, so they all tried enthusiastically, but no one's feet could compare with that glass slipper. Until one day, the prince's team finally arrived at Cinderella's home. Cinderella's sisters excitedly tried on the shoes. After finding that they did not fit, they cut off their heels with a sharp knife at the advice of their stepmother. .”

Shade heard the red dragon girl behind him sigh:

"The prince thought he had finally found his future wife, and was about to take her back to the palace. The old woman who had kept her promise appeared again. She helped Cinderella as promised, and the birds she called chased the prince and chirped, and the prince also Bloodstains were found on the ground. The birds pushed Cinderella out who was busy in the kitchen, so the prince ignored his stepmother's obstruction and let Cinderella put on the glass slippers."

Fiona's fingers left color on the final sixth stone slab. It was a sunny day. On the left side of the courtyard were the prince and his attendants. On the right side were Cinderella, who was surrounded by birds and shyly put on her glass slippers. Her sisters with injured feet and her stepmother were lying on the ground.

But if you look carefully, there is an obviously abnormal shadow behind the willow tree, and hiding in the shadow is an old woman with a magic wand and a smile.

With the completion of the sixth painting, the story comes to an end. Six huge stone slabs slowly rose into the air and arrived in front of the night curtain on the high platform. Fiona once again held Shade's hand behind his back, but this time she at least dared to look behind Shade's back, over Shade's shoulder, and quietly look at the curtain at the highest point of the palace.

Shade explained loudly:

"What I present is the story about the night and the promise. Although it is just a children's fairy tale, it can also show the power of the night. When the clock strikes midnight, everything will change with the night. The God of Night , are you willing to accept this story? Are you still satisfied with this story?"

There was a long silence, so much so that Shade even counted down the time in his heart that he could still stay.

This time key only stays for forty minutes each time. As for this last entry, except for the initial conversation with Fiona, which took some time, the rest of the time was spent in action. It took nearly half an hour to tell the story and draw the six paintings. In other words, Shade now has less than ten minutes left.

The thick night filled the night palace, so much so that if it weren't for his "time perception", Shade would even think that time would be frozen.

When Shade had only the last five minutes left, he finally heard the answer from the god behind the curtain:

"The stories of the night are light, but they are enough to decorate my palace."

At this moment, Shade and the red dragon girl behind him breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. And the six stone slabs also flew to the side wall of the hall and were embedded in their original positions. As the original text of the story "Cinderella", it has been permanently left in the palace of the gods.

Shade felt that he was only the last bit away from the Enlightenment Rune.

"God, since you are satisfied with our story, are you willing to agree to the request of mortals and give us part of your mortal territory?"

Shade asked again, and at the same time a doubt arose in his heart.

When he mentioned dedicating the first era stone tablet just now, the God of Night said "not enough" rather than "don't want". In other words, that stone tablet was also part of the transaction, but the stone tablet was clearly still in St. Byrons in the Sixth Age.

"Yes. But the sacrifice of the stone slab must be replaced by something else."

The god from above said in the curtain, and Shade still doesn't know what this god will look like after he comes. But maybe, there is nothing behind the curtain that is constantly fluttering in the windless room.

"I wonder what you need from us? Also, I wonder if you are willing to provide us with a way to leave."

Shade asked cautiously, but since the transaction has reached the final step, there should be no problem.

There was another moment of silence, which brought it closer and closer to Shade's departure.

The voice of the God of Night only sounded when Shade had only one and a half minutes left, but the sentence he spoke surprised Shade:

"You can leave, I need a court painter."

"What?"

Shade didn't understand this sentence at first, but then he raised his head suddenly:

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"

Fiona, who was behind him, realized that the "court painter" was referring to her, and suddenly squeezed Shade's shoulders.

Anger already appeared in Shade's eyes that were penetrated by golden cracks. He has encountered many, many things tonight. Although he ended up defeating the devil at Oxenfurt Manor, the process was far from easy and comfortable. Not to mention, he would have to face the Chosen One and another evil god later. :

"God, before I dedicate that story, you clearly said 'not enough'. Why, why are you still playing tricks on us mortals?"

Saying such words is enough to be called "disrespectful to God", but in the face of this situation, Shade can't do much.

"Shadow."

The girl behind her panicked and wanted to stop her, but Shade interrupted her forcefully:

"Since the first time I met you in Yongye City, I promised to take you out of here safely. I will never lie to you."

He looked at the god high up:

"King of Eternal Night, Master of Night, we are willing to present you the stories of the ancient gods, and we have already presented you the stories of mortals. Please tell me, can we leave? Do you want to let us go back as agreed?"

The surrounding night was stirring, but the golden afterglow on Shade's body was getting brighter and brighter. He was waiting for God's reply, but after the other party was silent again, he suddenly understood:

"Wait a minute! Your silence since just now is not to delay my time, right?"

The silent god did not speak, but Shade heard laughter like whispers coming from all directions.

He was startled, and at the same time, "she" in his ear reminded softly:

[You still have forty seconds! 】

"I need a court painter. She is excellent, so I stay."

There was no emotion in this sentence, and as the words fell, the thick night suddenly compressed the surrounding light with the sounds coming from all directions. The night almost turned into reality. The light of the moon and the sun, which had been maintained half a meter away from the two people, suddenly became almost unable to illuminate Fiona behind Shade.

Fortunately, the afterglow of divinity is still bright, and the God of Night cannot swallow Shade in the state of divinity’s afterglow:

"She has to go!"

The hesitation and worry in his heart only lasted for a second, and Shade already had the answer. He turned around and hugged Fiona. The red dragon girl saw something was wrong in Shade's eyes. She panicked and wanted to say something, but Shade once again said what he had promised:

"I told you, I will take you out safely!"

【Thirty seconds! 】

He gritted his teeth:

"Help me burn divinity!"

There is only one drop of divinity at the moment, and once it is used up, it will really be gone. But fortunately, there is still a drop of divinity in the Randall Valley area. Although the "rash" behavior at this time will cause more disturbances in the final chapter of the epic of the chosen ones in the Sixth Age, Shade will never, Let Fiona be left here alone to become what kind of court painter.