Whispering Verse

An interesting thing happened during the dinner. Shade went to the bathroom midway. After washing his hands in the bathroom and walking back to the restaurant, he saw Miss Swift face to face.

The young apprentice did not bump into Shade by chance, but seemed to be waiting for him:

"Mr. Hamilton."

She hesitated, holding her hands behind her back, and called out to Shade in the corridor. When she saw no one was around, she asked in a low voice:

"Have you met Miss Sylvia?"

"Yes, that's a very fine lady."

Shade nodded, then the lady with flaxen hair asked with twinkling eyes:

"We are not allowed to inquire about other great witches at will, but I remember that Miss Sylvia is not very old."

"Yes, I am twenty-one years old this year."

Although it is not polite to talk about the age of ladies, since Miss Sylvia is young, Shade will give the answer.

"Younger than us..."

Miss Swift nodded somewhat disappointedly.

Although she looks about the same age as Agelina, her actual age is the same as Shade's body, which is one or two years older than Miss Sylvia.

Shade naturally knew what the young girl was thinking, so he comforted her:

"You should compare yourself with the apprentices of the great witches, not with the great witches.

Miss Sylvia's ability to become the Tenth Ring at such a young age was not only due to her own efforts, but also related to the times... I mean, it was also related to her experiences. I had an in-depth conversation with Miss Sylvia, and I know that it is not easy for her. Without the protection of the teacher, she has to face everything by herself. I won't lie, and certainly won't tell you that you are better than her, but sometimes people can't look too far, they have to look at what's close and what's at their feet. "

Miss Swift nodded. She had always been a little unsure:

"Teacher Cassandra intends to train me to be her successor, but I don't think I can be better than Miss Sylvia."

"Grandma Cassandra was still ten rings when she was hundreds of years old, but Miss Sylvia is already ten rings now. This comparison is actually meaningless. Although it may be rude to say this, Grandma Cassandra She is not as good as Miss Sylvia, but she is still the most respected person in the contemporary parliament."

After hearing what Shade said, Miss Swift finally showed a slight smile. She looked at Shade with some embarrassment:

"Sorry, it must be boring to hear these things from me, but I can't find anyone else to share these thoughts with."

She is Granny Cassandra's only apprentice at present, so it is naturally impossible for her to talk about these things with those followers.

"It doesn't matter. Everyone has their own worries. In comparison, your worries are actually very normal. Let's go back."

he said, but Miss Swift shook her head:

"Mr. Hamilton, you go back first, I will go back later."

As he said that, he walked towards the bathroom and suddenly turned his head:

"Thanks."

"Is this something worthy of thanks?"

Shade thought in surprise, and then heard "her" laughter:

[Sometimes you really have to wonder if the only one blessing you is the God of Gamblers. 】

After dinner, the old witch took Shade, Sister Devlin, Grace Helen and Miss Swift to the basement to get up close and personal with the safe space she had found for Grace and Helen. Transferred relics.

It was a secret-keeper-level relic [the Magician's Escape Box]. It looked like a black and dark blue metal "escape box" that looked like a coffin.

The box is a standard rectangular parallelepiped, with geometric patterns of unknown meaning on its four sides. In addition, there are openings on both sides at the top, upper middle, middle, lower middle, and bottom, which can be penetrated by sharp weapons such as swords or knives:

"Have you ever seen a magic show?"

Mother-in-law Cassandra asked Shade, and Shade recalled:

"No."

Not in this world.

"There is a very classic escape magic. The magician enters a sealed box. People outside attack the box with weapons, but after opening the box, there is no body inside. At this time, the magician will use a very dramatic performance to escape from the stage. Come out of the corner.”

Helen explained to Shade enthusiastically, and she pulled Shade's sleeve:

"My sister and I have seen this before, but can't remember when. Yeah, if it's this relic, then it definitely works."

The secret keeper-level relic [Magician's Escape Box], when any humanoid creature enters the box, close the door, and penetrate the box with five sharp swords. The creature inside the box will feel the slight puncture pain. , will be transferred to the location of the pre-set "escape ritual".

The specific matrix of the ceremony is drawn on the bottom of the box. You only need to use chalk to draw it again on the flat ground. If multiple escape rituals exist at the same time, they will be transferred to the final ritual.

Of course, the negative characteristics of Keeper-level relics cannot be ignored. [Magician's Escape Box] houses a terrifying undead soul who calls himself "Magician Wellwood". He is most likely the original owner of this relic. After the magic box became a relic, the undead were also affected by the whisper element and sublimated into a weird existence that was unknowable and unheard.

Anyone who uses this box to "escape" may be targeted by the magician Wildwood, and may even release the undead trapped in the escape box.

Some special means, such as carrying the Holy Emblem of the Righteous God, bathing in holy water, or carving other symbols of powerful existence on the skin, can effectively reduce the possibility of encountering "Magician Wellwood", but if you are very unlucky, you will still It's possible to get entangled with him.

Strictly speaking, the main function of this relic is not to move in space, but to listen to the whispers of the dead when entering the escape box and transferring, thereby acquiring the weird but useful "magic" knowledge of "Magician Wellwood". Space movement is just an additional effect of the relic, but it happens to be useful to Grace and Helen.

Even if their power is sealed, they are still angel-level humanoid relics. The combination of "Magician Wellwood" and this box can be rated as a secret keeper. The two do not even have comparative value, so there is no need to worry about the negative effects of the relics taking effect on them.

Everyone is a relic, and we don’t need to think too much like humans.

And if a human like Sister Devlin uses this box, Granny Cassandra recommends that it must be at least a high level before it can be used, and that the frequency of use should not exceed once every six months.

Listening to the whispers of "Magician Wildwood" and gaining knowledge is bound to happen. Even if you don't consider the possibility of being haunted by the terrifying whispering undead, you must also take into account the impact of the whispers of the undead on the human soul.

Of course, for Sister Devlin, she is the chosen one and can enter the [Space Maze] unconditionally. Therefore, Shade only needs to take the nun to touch the statue of the ancient god in the ruined tower of Sikal Mountain first, and then use the [Magician's Escape Box] to touch the statue of the ancient god in the White River Valley Vineyard, so that the nun can successfully build two There is no need to use this relic anymore.

Unfortunately, if she wanted to visit Tobesk, she would have to wait to find similar relics or go there in person. However, nothing has happened in Tobesk that requires the presence of nuns to solve it, so there is no rush in this matter.

Grandma Cassandra told about the properties of the relics, and with the help of Miss Swift, Shade opened the box that was locked with nine padlocks. The interior of the box is lined with soft red wool, obviously to make the person inside more comfortable. Only the top of the head is not lined inside. Instead, there is a line of Fifth Age text that looks like it was dug out with fingernails:

[The last way to escape from this box is death. 】

"The body can't escape, so the soul can't escape? But his soul couldn't escape in the end."

Shade translated the text and then said regretfully.

Grace, who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old in a white dress, pulled on Shade's sleeves like her sister and said softly:

"Sir, I still remember that Helen and I went to see his performance. It is said that he died alone in the box in the end, and his body was pierced by five long swords, but it was impossible for anyone to enter that secret room, like himself. Outside the box, piercing myself inside the box.”

"This is also a kind of magic."

Sister Devlin said softly, while Helen pulled Shade's sleeve and added:

"This magician always wanted to get in touch with the power of mysticism to enrich and expand his magic skills before his death. But you also know that men in the fifth era cannot use extraordinary powers, so it is difficult to judge whether the magician's death will Was it because of an unexpected accident, or was it because he really provoked those terrifying entities during his exploration in the field of mysticism?"

Listening to Helen's voice, Shade reached out to touch the line of text on the top of the box, but after an era, there was no remaining power for Shade to judge:

"The stories of these relics may be more interesting than the relics themselves."

In short, relying on this [Magician's Escape Box], Grace and Helen can go to No. 6 Saint Teresa Square. However, their injuries have not completely recovered yet, so they plan to wait until winter officially starts and it snows before going to Torbes. gram.

Sister Devlin is not in a hurry to go to Huntington City to build a new road sign now, but plans to wait for Shade to complete his mission before setting off together.

So, a fulfilling and busy Monday passed like this. After returning home in the evening, Shade was not idle. He continued to improve his thesis in the study. Once you concentrate on this kind of work, it is easy to lose track of time.

By the time Shad realized that he had almost finished typing the first draft, it was already one o'clock in the morning on Tuesday morning:

"I have to attend a wedding during the day!"

Glancing at the foggy Saint Teresa Square outside the window, Shade stood up and prepared to rest. But after washing up in a hurry, I found that little Mia was nowhere to be found.

After walking around on the second floor, I saw the cat in the study looking at the manuscript of the thesis under the moonlight:

"You can't read, what are you reading?"

He picked up Mia, who had three rings on her tail, and fiddled with her tail with a smile, before receiving a dissatisfied look from Mia.

"Meow~"

After rubbing Shade's arm, the young orange cat also opened its mouth and yawned.

Shade casually picked up the pen and wrote down a system of linear equations of two variables on the paper. The blurred ink listed four answers:

"Which answer is it? If you answer it correctly, I will make you a midnight snack."

The cat lay in Shade's arms with squinted eyes, without any thought of moving.

Shade felt relieved and was in a good mood, ready to rest.

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