"Actually, what you said, the function of an explorer... I seem to have it too."

Although Arya said this in a low voice, everyone in the room heard it and looked at this skinny girl in surprise.

For Sean, although it was a little surprising to hear Aaliyah say this, there was not much surprise—she was an outstanding poet, and her soul ability was also very powerful, and her ability to function was a high probability event.

Moonlight looked particularly surprised. His eyes lit up. Before Sean could react, he suggested, "Really? What kind of function, let's see!"

Just as Sean was about to tell Arya not to use it, her sister had already closed her eyes and began to recite the verse she wrote in a low voice.

"People go to church on the Sabbath..."

Sean sighed slightly, thinking that he should also know about Arya's abilities, so he had to put down his raised hand.

"I will stay at home on the Sabbath."

Aaliyah's voice was pure, and it sounded faintly in the cabin. The quiet atmosphere actually dimmed the surrounding lights.

"Let the dove be the lead singer of the choir, and the orchard be my chapel..."

The soul is rich like Sean, who feels the special effect of Aaliyah's verse.

The verses she recited seemed to resonate with the souls of everyone present.

The scene of the cabin disappeared, as if falling into a dream, they saw the barn, saw the orchard, saw a white dove, and stopped at Arya's fingertips...

Evan, who seemed to be dozing at first, stood up straight after seeing the mirage of the verse, and looked at Sean and Moonlight in confusion...

Without systematic training, Aaliyah's soul concentration has also stepped into the field of wine.

However, it wasn't this that surprised them - the three of them were masters in using spiritual power, but they had never seen such pure use of spiritual power.

"With such a weak spiritual power, to create such a mirage?" Evan frowned, only then did he realize that the Dickinson brothers and sisters had the talent to use spiritual power.

"Father praises this outstanding priest..."

As Aaliyah recited, they had completely entered the mirage described in the verse, watching Aaliyah walk slowly in it, teasing the white dove in her hand.

Sean and the others were surprised to find that within Aaliyah's poetic realm, their minds were extraordinarily clear, and they didn't seem to be affected by evil... Not only that, their souls seemed to be healed, and their spiritual power also swayed. A circle full of ripples...

"Aaliyah's poetic realm is natural and has a very... outstanding effect." Sean looked at his sister in shock and sighed in his heart.

"His sermons were never very long.

"So, save yourself a long way to heaven—finally, I'll go too." (Note 1)

At the end of the verse, like a halo, the illusion disappeared, and the white dove was lifted up by Arya, circled around the poetess, and disappeared suddenly in the scene of the returned cabin.

Everything has changed back to the way it was, and only the poetry that purifies people's hearts reverberates in everyone's hearts.

Moonlight looked at Aaliyah in admiration, and even subconsciously clapped: "Wonderful!

"Whether it's the poem itself, or the poetry that the poem triggers, it's very... wonderful!"

Very curious about the function and this natural spirituality, Evan held his cheeks and analyzed: "Aaliyah's poetry is full of spirituality. In general, a 'poetic realm' is triggered...

"This poetic realm is much stronger than other divine arts of the same level."

After being praised by Moonlight and Ivan from different angles, Arya blushed with joy.

She wanted to know her brother's reaction, so she secretly glanced at Sean, only to see...

Sean frowned and looked at himself worriedly.

What's wrong? Arya was a little disappointed without her brother's praise.

"Could it be that I did something wrong?" The red tide on her face receded, looking anxiously.

The keen moonlight sensed Arya's loss. He turned to look at Sean behind him, and also saw the worry on his old friend's face.

"What's wrong, Sean?" Moonlight frowned, a little displeased at Sean's lack of support, "Arya is a genius!"

With a faint sigh, Sean took a few steps forward and said, "I know she's a genius. I've known since she was a child..."

He walked to Aaliyah's side, gently hugged his sister's head, and hugged it on his stomach: "Aaliyah, the poetic scene just now is really wonderful."

In Sean's arms, Aaliyah's unease disappeared, and she raised her head with a little joy.

However, he couldn't see his brother's expression clearly.

As the night got darker, Sean and the others withdrew from Arya and Olivia's room, preparing to go back to the room to rest.

Seeing that Sean had something on his mind, Aaliyah walked out and stood alone with Sean on the side of the boat where the evening wind was blowing, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, I think you seem to have something on your mind—what's the matter, I do What's wrong?"

Sean patted Aaliyah on the head and said with a smile, "No, you did nothing wrong."

He hesitated for a moment, but still, he said bluntly: "However, I am indeed a little worried."

"worry about what?"

"Just like the rainy day always pursues certain people, the mystery is attracted by the mysterious master..."

And the last thing Sean wants is for the mystery to meddle with his sister again.

Sean looked into Arya's eyes seriously: "I hope you can live a peaceful, ordinary life."

The deeper into the mystery, the stronger Sean's hope.

"So, Arya, although I know my thoughts are ridiculous...

"But I hope you don't use those special abilities anymore.

"I'm afraid that all of this will invite mysterious spying on you again."

The treacherous pursuit along the way made Sean a little overreacted.

However, Arya, who has a clear mind, can understand Sean.

However, she did not intend to "indulge" her brother's request. She smiled slightly, tilted her head, and the sea breeze blew her short, fine hair: "Sean, I'm not a child anymore."

Brother smiled, he didn't intend to be an arbitrary elder, he just pinched his sister's face, turned around and entered his room.

Tonight, Sean, Moonlight and Evan sleep in the same room.

The cabin originally had two beds, but Moonlight had a whim and asked the crew for a hammock, which was tied between the beam and the wall.

At this moment, with his feet raised, he was lying comfortably in the hammock, playing a serenade improvisation with his long fingers~lightnovelpub.net~ Seeing Sean coming in, Moonlight smiled: "Our Mr. Dickinson, it seems that He looks very worried."

Sean sat on his bed and took off his leather shoes: "Come on, Moonlight, you know what I'm thinking."

Moonlight stopped the serenade and stood up: "I know, of course I know.

"I know a nervous older brother who wants to control everything, reject fate, and limit his sister's... talent."

Evan Burns, who was beside him, seemed to agree with Moonlight, and looked at Sean quietly.

Knowing that Moonlight was joking, Sean didn't say a word, lay comfortably on the bed, and covered his face with a fedora: "Whatever you say--

"You don't have a lost sister, you won't understand my feelings."

It seemed that Sean was talking about the pain point. He always wanted a sister's moonlight. He rolled his eyes and lay down in the hammock again with a bit of depression: "Che—it's great to have a sister?"

Under the hat, Sean smiled:

"Yes, it's amazing."

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Note 1: Adapted from Emily Dickinson's poem "Some People Go to Church on the Sabbath"

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