Whispering Verse

Shade observed the expression of the lady in front of him:

"Beat you? Do you mean guessing riddles? A competition of wisdom?"

Shade blinked.

"No, it's just what you understand, fighting."

"Well, you're not joking, are you?"

"Of course this is no joke. Defeat me now. This is your third trial."

The lady in white robe said softly, the light around her was still so soft, and she made an inviting gesture.

"Is this really a trial that I can complete?"

Although the difficulty of the first two tasks, proving oneself at the banquet and exploring the professor's secrets, is increasing, they are all within an acceptable range. The difference in difficulty between the third trial and the first two trials, to use inappropriate metaphors, is almost the same as the difference between "defeat the vampire god" and "defeat the talking white mouse" and "defeat the orange cat Mia" Same.

"Every trial has the possibility of completion for you."

The lady in white robe once again emphasized what Shade said when she first came here, and Shade pursed his lips:

"I thought the trials I was going to complete were all trials of wisdom. Why compete for strength?"

The lady in white robe said softly:

"In the first trial, you proved your worth in the material world; in the second trial, you proved your ability to act and judge; in the third trial, you have to prove your strength. This time, prove it to me Your power.

I will suppress my power and use the occult systems of this era to fight you, and you don't have to worry about that. "

Shade held the [Night Watcher] in his hand. Although he felt that such a trial was still a bit outrageous, he still nodded to accept it.

Two of the four trials have been completed, and at this point he wanted to try it no matter what. Although he no longer had the [Eternal Youth Leaf] in his hand, he felt that even if he lost, the lady in front of him would not beat him to death.

Shade looked at Professor Drake who was sitting in a wheelchair, bowing his head in tears on the lake:

“Let’s solve the professor’s problem first.

Professor Drake, this is it, I brought you here, you can make an additional wish or ask a question. Don't worry, it doesn't cost anything. You can ask this woman to restore your legs so you can walk again, or erase the memory of this journey. You can even ask her to erase all memories of me in your mind, and just treat it like this winter, when you didn't do anything and just lived like before. "

The professor lowered his head and said nothing. Shade continued:

"I understand your feelings. I have heard stories about people and dragons. Some people yearn for dragons and want to see dragons all the time. But when the dragon fulfills his wish and appears, he is frightened again. Guts. This is normal and you don’t need to take it to heart.”

"I'm actually shocked by my own intelligence."

The professor shook his head and said.

"Wisdom and knowledge are inherently heavy forces and heavy burdens."

The voice of the lady in white robe was very soft, and Shade nodded aside. Foreigners in this world are deeply touched by this sentence:

"Wisdom and knowledge are also wealth, but we all know that more wealth is not necessarily better. Professor Drake, make a wish. Because of my own trials, if I dig out the past that you deliberately forgot, then I will have Obligation to rebury it. Please make a wish to end this, you deserve it.”

Although this meant wasting one of Shade's gift opportunities, Shade thought he should do it.

The old professor wiped his face with the back of his hand and raised his head to look at the two people on the lake. The lady in white robe was surrounded by pure white holy light, and the young man holding the sword was illuminated by silver-white moonlight:

"Wise man in the lake, goddess on the water, I make my wish to you."

The old professor stretched out his trembling hand and pointed at Shade:

"Before you have a fair confrontation with this gentleman, please give this gentleman as much help as possible."

"What?"

Shade looked at the professor in surprise, but the professor just shook his head. He looked at Shade, the eyes on his old face were unusually tired:

"Mr. Watson, all decisions are my own.

The fear of wisdom is my own thoughts. I'm used to these legs, and I don't want to die with doubts. Now that we have learned the truth today, why should we forget it? I gained wisdom for pursuit and abandoned it because of fear, so why should I regret it again now? Fool, I only do it once and that's enough. "

The sunshine at noon shines on the professor, but it makes him look even more rickety:

"It's enough to know this now. At least when I lie in the grave, I think I am happy, because there is no more doubt in my life."

"I have given you other opportunities. Your wisdom is enough for me to give you more power, but you chose the worst outcome. The choice at this time is not the worst, but it is not the best either."

The lady in white robe said to the professor. Shade didn't understand this sentence, but the professor did. He lowered his eyes and his hoarse voice was almost singing:

"We live on a peaceful island called ignorance, surrounded by an endless black ocean, and we should not have set sail. The dark grave is right in front of us. I would like to sleep here and listen to the wind and waves."

"He is afraid of wisdom."

The lady in white robe said to Shade, and Shade shook his head at the lady:

"It's not fear, it's awe. Staying away out of awe can also be regarded as a kind of wisdom. At least teach yourself to be happy before death."

The lady in white robe showed a gentle smile:

"It seems you understand. In response to Professor Kansas Drake's wish, I allow you to control the water under your feet."

"Okay, the water here can be manipulated, and then, now, beat you here."

Shade sighed softly. Obtaining the authority meant that he could move around the waters at will.

But this kind of help is not enough to give Shade any advantage. It is not that he is timid or cowardly, nor is he belittling himself or being overly modest. Priest August said that the "Lady of the Lake" is a genuine ancient angel, and her status cannot be compared to How much lower was the angel initially.

Even if the angel suppresses the power, Shade is quite self-aware and thinks that he may not be able to gain the upper hand.

As for using divinity here, that is even more impossible. Using a drop of divinity for the sake of a drop of divinity makes no sense at all.

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This chapter is short because this chapter was accidentally sent out (face covering). It was originally the first half of the 5K chapter, but it was sent out due to an operation error. There will be an extra update tomorrow to finish this plot, it won’t be short.