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This evening, as usual, Dorothy spent the night at the Shade's. Because I heard that Luvia will be able to finish her work in the Randall Valley next week, and she will probably be back soon, so Miss Writer cherishes the present time very much.

She even released Mia from the closet after adult time at night, so the cat could sleep peacefully next to Shad's pillow.

It was half past one in the morning on Sunday, and the bedroom at No. 6 Place Saint-Derains was pitch black, with the closed curtains blocking the moonlight and the light from the gas street lamps.

Xia De, who was sleeping, embraced the girl in his arms. Suddenly, the cat beside the pillow opened its amber eyes. After standing up vigilantly, it jumped onto Xia De's body, and then patted his quilt with its paws.

When Xia De, who was in a light sleep, regained some consciousness, the "she" next to his ear also whispered: "Earthquake."

"What?"

The slight shaking of the bed did not appear until Xia De finished asking. Xia De, who had no time to think, instinctively hugged Dorothy with one hand and grabbed the cat with the other, then rolled over and fell off the bed. Then he rolled hard, and rolled under the bed with the cat and Dorothy.

Until then, Dorothy, who was sleeping soundly, came back to her senses:

"Oh, Shad, if you want to try it under the bed, can you let me know in advance?" "It's an earthquake!"

Shad emphasized, while the shaking was lessening.

"What happened to the earthquake? If your haunted house will collapse in an earthquake, then this is not a haunted house."

The sleepy-eyed blond girl muttered, hugged Shad tightly, and rolled him out from under the bed. Fortunately, the maid who came to clean every week did her best to clean every corner, so the bottom of the bed was not dirty.

Now Dorothy couldn't sleep anymore, so they got up and went to the window. They saw Shade's neighbors going outside nervously in their pajamas one after another, but they returned to the house because it was too cold. go to bed.

And this small earthquake in Tobesk did not cause too many casualties, but it made Shad inexplicably feel that his actions in the Randall Valley must be accelerated.

And during the daytime of this Sunday, the first acquaintance Shade saw for a long time in the Randall Valley was not Sister Divelin, but when he went to the Fertile Land Hotel to look for Luvia early in the morning, he saw her on the first floor of the hotel. to Marilyn Handel.

The woman's whereabouts have been unclear since she was last seen with Shad and Dr. Schneider at Tobesk Public Cemetery late last fall. I haven't seen her for half a year. She looks thinner and her skin is paler than last time.

But at the same time, the feeling that she almost directly touched the essence of death became more and more obvious. Xia De didn't know if it was because she had truly walked out of death, or because of the curse of that death.

The soul of Joey Barton, standing beside Ms. Handel, nodded to Shade when he saw Shade enter the hotel. Sha Dela opened the chair and sat down in front of the pale woman. After calling the waiter to prepare hot tea for them, he clasped his hands together:

"Long time no see, Ms. Handel, how do you feel about this city?" "Like a dead soul about to fall into the abyss."

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Marilyn Handel said in Delarion:

"I can feel the breath of death spreading on this land, and death here may not be able to reach the end. The earth is binding the soul, and the earth is trying to fight for the authority of death."

Xia De nodded:

"Someone will solve the matter here. I sent someone to find you this time, hoping that you can deal with a soul." "Where is that soul?"

Ms. Handel asked.

"I haven't killed the person yet. But I hope that after his death, he can leave the world of the living as soon as possible, and it is best to go directly to the end."

Ms. Handel exchanged glances with the souls around her:

"No problem, sending the resident souls home is our way of redemption."

"That's good... There's actually one more problem. I recently met a very special soul that was complete in its own existence, but it was composed of hundreds of powerful

Souls are made up together, share one consciousness, and can embody hundreds of different ways of thinking. "

He described the Guardians' way of being, and Ms. Handel hesitated:

"Souls belong to the world and the gods. In theory, the situation you described does not conform to basic common sense and should not have happened. But if it is a voluntary sacrifice, coupled with the power of the great, it is possible to gather so many souls Together, a phenomenon of near-sublimation emerges.”

Seeing that Shad still wanted to ask, Ms. Handel added:

"But even with the promise of the gods, this form of existence still conflicts with the world. The world itself, as well as the extraordinary system and mysticism, have a strict definition of the soul. In my opinion and Barton, even if it is a voluntary sacrifice, it is a It is a manifestation of blasphemy of the soul. Even if it is to protect the ground under your feet, it should not be done."

Joey Barton, who had been silent all this time, also spoke at this time:

"Those souls are destined to be unable to die, because they have blasphemed their souls and rejected death, so death also rejected them. Compared with the souls of the demons you just mentioned, this aggregated soul is an existence that is absolutely not allowed to appear We have no intention of judging another candidate, but he may be even crazier than me."

Xia De pursed his lips, lowered his voice, and asked very, very softly:

"If there is a situation where I have a conflict with the guardian, is there a way for me to deal with him in a targeted manner?" [What are you going to do? 】

"She" asked suddenly.

"Prevention is essential. Before the ceremony of the chosen one is held, I can't say anything. Besides, the long-haired Luvia insisted on letting Miss Lassus die, and used her soul to dominate the guardian, representing the guardian. There is a high probability that something will happen. I discussed the situation with Luvia after confronting the shadow of the evil **** on Tuesday night."

Both Ms. Handel and Joy Barton thought about it, and then the pale woman answered:

"Fighting the guardian is equivalent to fighting hundreds of ring warlocks at the same time. In terms of strength, you can't suppress so many souls now, but they are souls after all. The nun wearing the silver eye patch, the chosen one by death With its power, it can definitely be its enemy.”

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"Can't we make targeted preparations based on the common existence of hundreds of souls?" Shad asked again, and Joey Barton nodded:

"Because hundreds of souls are fused into one, once the curse on the soul is successfully applied, it is equivalent to hundreds of judgments for the opponent. As long as one judgment fails, all souls will be cursed. If the demon you mentioned If you want to fight against the guardian, there is a high probability that you will use this method.”

He motioned Ms. Handel to take out a pen and paper, wrote down a thaumaturgy and handed it to Shad:

"Because the opponent's soul resistance must be extremely high, and I know my own weakness, so the soul curse with strong lethality has a high probability of being ineffective. You can try this. Although it may not be able to defeat the enemy with one move, it will definitely work."

Xia De read the contents of the note:

"Thaumaturgy - [Soul Whiplash], corresponding to the spirit rune - [Retribution] [Thorns] [Punishment] [Long Whip] [Pain], and it can only be of the miracle or blasphemy type. Active Thaumaturgy requires the casting material to be its own A drop of blood. Pierce a finger, throw the blood out, and turn it into an invisible whipping of the soul, causing the target's soul to suffer as if being whipped by a thorn. But apart from the pain, the thaumaturgy itself has no direct harm."

"Pain itself is a kind of injury."

Xia De said, and then felt that he had seen a similar thaumaturgy. But the one he saw was not aimed at the soul, but at the body, which could only make the body feel pain but not actually cause harm. The similar thaumaturgy he saw came from "The Pink Book", and Shade did not learn the thaumaturgy he saw.

"The whipping pain produced by thaumaturgy itself is enough to make a strong soul trance for a moment. And hundreds of times the same pain superimposed should be enough to cause problems for the guardian. Or at least, delay his actions."

Ms. Handel said, explaining the origin of thaumaturgy:

"Not any soul residing in the living world is very polite, the ancient messengers of death, in order not to harm the soul

I sent it away politely, and only then did I create this ancient thaumaturgy. Because of its reputation spread far and wide since the first era, [Soul Whiplash] has a better effect on ancient souls. Time and years have endowed this thaumaturgy with unique abilities~lightnovelpub.net~ Although Xia De does not have "thorns" Spirit Rune, but he has the miracle "Moon Thorn", so he thinks he can probably learn this thaumaturgy.

After thanking Ms. Handel, Shad arranged for her to stay at the Harvest Land Hotel, and told her that although the specific time of action has not yet been determined, it must be next week.

As for Sister Diveline, she arrived in Randall Valley at noon that day, but then went to the Church of the Sun. It was already after dinner when Shade saw the nun at the Wilde Opera House.

Because Sister Divelin nominally came to support the church, it was inconvenient for her to contact the witch directly, so she met Shade and Luvia in the box of the Wilde Opera House.

At the opening of the opera, the high-spirited female singing expresses the longing and expectation of the washerwoman for a new day. This is Carson Rick's well-known play "The Laundry Girl and the Cat Prince", which Shade has seen many times at the Wilde Opera House.

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"That's probably how it happened."

Xia De and Luvia told the nuns about the current progress, and Sister Divelin actually came to a conclusion that was quite similar to Marilyn Handel in the morning:

"This time there are not two enemies, but three. Something will happen to the guardian. The existence of a special soul means that he is easier to distort than a normal soul. Maybe the heart of the earth you mentioned, in the past Thousands of years have protected him, but now that the earth itself is distorted, I am afraid that this distortion will also be transmitted to him. You and Luvia's judgment is correct, the crazy guardian will be the last enemy."